Chapter Ninety-Seven: Brush Her!

On Wang Shiyu's side, the barrage has already exploded.

All kinds of gifts are also flying, and there are many sharing live broadcast rooms.

Wang Shiyu blinked her eyes, it turns out that my fans are all a bunch of BT? How did I not find out before......

At a glance, the number of viewers is already fifteen thousand, and the attention has increased a lot.

It's half past one in the morning, and even if most of the psychics are immortal cultivators, it can reach fifteen thousand at one and a half, which is amazing enough.

Maybe psychics have been on the verge of life and death for a long time, dealing with ghosts every day, and there are many perverts?

Wang Shiyu thought like this, and looked at Jiang Zhou's eyes, which also became weird.

At this time, Jiang Zhou, holding a shovel in one hand and a leather whip in the other, didn't look like a good class.

"Do you know why you're here?" Jiang Zhou asked.

"Hiss......" The female ghost hissed in her throat, and as soon as she got off the elevator, she was knocked unconscious and dragged here...... How the hell knows why it's here.

"Why are you doing this? Are there accomplices? How long have you been doing it? How many people did you get? Jiang Zhou asked again.

Female ghost: "......"

"Alas, you really don't cooperate at all, you are so stubborn, I have no choice but to torture." Jiang Zhou said, waving the shovel in his hand.

But at this momentβ€”

"Bang!"

only heard the above explosion, and the female ghost in front of Jiang Zhou suddenly exploded!

She went from a white-clothed female ghost who was originally covered in blood to a cloud of shredded clothes and black smoke, accompanied by a stale aura.

A small piece of red rope floated down, and it looked like it had been soaked in a lot of stains, and it was very old.

Psychic items......

Oni only leave psychic items behind after death.

What is this?

Jiang Zhou was a little stunned, this female ghost ...... Did she kill herself?

Can a female ghost kill herself?

Wang Shiyu was also frightened and exclaimed, this was the first time she had encountered this kind of thing.

Jiang Zhou looked at Wang Shiyu, Wang Shiyu looked at Jiang Zhou in a daze and said, "You tortured that female ghost to death......

Jiang Zhou: "......"

"I only knocked her twice, and she blew herself up, okay, what's my business."

"666, the idol is too terrible, and the king's domineering spirit shook the female ghost to death......"

"Maybe the female ghost is humiliated?"

", I've never seen a female ghost commit suicide."

Jiang Zhou looked at these discussions in the barrage, and he also felt very strange in his heart.

Why commit suicide if you have nothing to do, you haven't done anything yet.

Could it be...... Killed?

If it's suicide, it's okay, but if it's killed, it's terrifying, which means that there is a more powerful ghost behind the female ghost, this ghost may have done something to the female ghost, and after she was caught, a thought killed her directly......

This thing...... I'm afraid it's not over yet!

Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows and picked up the red rope, and on the red rope, there was a faint resentment, and there were three or four units.

If an ordinary ghost leaves a piece of red rope after death, Jiang Zhou doesn't feel anything, but thinking of the identity of the other party, he thinks of a sentence: "Go to the sea to tie a red rope and cut the green silk from the good." ”

In the past few days when Jiang Zhou opened the flower shop, because he was idle and had long hair, he also read some miscellaneous books.

In the past, when the poor girls sold themselves in the Qinglou, in order to save a trace of face, they tied a red rope to their ankles, and when they went to bed with guests, although they took off their clothes, they still tied a red rope on their ankles, so as not to let themselves be naked.

The red rope represents their last dignity.

When someone was willing to redeem them, he cut the red rope to represent goodness.

If it weren't for the coincidence, this woman was wearing a red rope, I'm afraid she was a dusty woman when she was alive, and after she died, she was still in charge of her old business.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhou touched his chin, is it possible, there is a powerful ghost behind the scenes, by driving the female ghost, what is it going to do?

Jiang Zhou continued to look at the barrage and found that there were many people who thought the same as him.

"I feel that the bustard is the final boss......"

Many people who watched the live broadcast probably knew what happened at the Sophia Hotel.

"Brush her. Blow her up, and it's sure to explode something good! ”

"Straight to the Yellow Dragon! Maybe we'll catch more female ghosts in the den, hahaha. ”

……

The barrage flew up, and Jiang Zhou was not affected, but he did have the intention of looking for the bustard.

The reward for the Sophia Hotel is very considerable, he just solves a little female ghost, it is definitely not a complete task, and if he brushes the bustard, without mentioning the reward, the psychic object alone has enough benefits.

Second, the B-side world has invaded, and now there are more and more supernatural events, and I can't hide from it, in this case, I have provoked a ghost bustard, can this old guy not worry about himself? It's better to take the initiative to kill the other party than to be killed at some point.

"You guys are enough, I don't know if the bustard has it, how to brush it? And the bustard or something, it's so ugly......"

Wang Shiyu hurriedly said that this night, she had been tossed enough to choke, and when she went to brush the bustard, she couldn't hold her nerves.

At this time, Jiang Zhou was also thinking about this problem.

Where is the bustard?

The female ghost came up from the elevator.

And that elevator ......

Jiang Zhou walked out of the presidential suite and came to the elevator.

At that time, after he made the call, he was guarding the elevator entrance, and just a minute or two after the phone was hung, the elevator began to move.

The ghost is in this building.

At that time, Jiang Zhou noticed that the elevator stopped on the 18th floor.

18th floor?

Does it mean anything special?

Jiang Zhou knows that some numbers have always been taboo, such as 4 and 13. The taboo of the 18th floor is the 18th floor of hell, and it is said that there are no such floors in the exquisite place.

Jiang Zhou pressed the elevator button and entered the elevator.

At this time, Wang Shiyu also followed in with a frightened face.

"You're still here?" Jiang Zhou asked.

"I think...... I'm scared to be alone. Wang Shiyu said.

Afraid to insist on live broadcasting? It's really dedicated.

Jiang Zhou pressed the 18th floor.

The elevator went down at a rapid pace, and it seemed that because it was too fast, a cold wind blew up from below.

Bite.

The standard female voice prompts: "The 18th floor has arrived." ”

Wang Shiyu pinched the corner of her clothes with one hand, and watched the elevator door in front of her reflecting the figures of the two slowly open to both sides......