Chapter Seventy-Seven: Receiving Disciples

When Brother Fengyu and I walked out of the kitchen, the passengers were still standing there and watching.

Only the tour guide Hou Yu was the first to react, he looked at us and asked, "How is it?"

"How can it be? It's dead. I raised my eyebrows and chuckled, deliberately speaking in a relaxed tone, to indirectly soothe everyone's emotions, and the scene I saw in the kitchen was as if it didn't exist.

"So what now? Waiting for the police to come? A boy asked with a pale face.

I didn't answer and looked at them, Hou Yu was angry by what I saw, glared at the boy with a cold face and said, "What do you think!" Of course, listen to the police, hurry up and pack up your things and get out of here, we still have to hurry! ”

"Ahh Right, right! ”

"Good! Hurry up and get out of this horrible place! ”

"The police have said so, hurry up and pack up!"

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A group of people scattered, leaving only one boy - Ling Kongwen.

"You're not going to collect things?" I asked.

"It's kind of weird." Ling Kongwen looked at me and blinked, "I don't think we should be in a hurry, it seems that we should record a confession, even if we don't record a confession, shouldn't we disperse?" ”

"Really?" I asked rhetorically, "You want to leave?" ”

"I don't want to, it's a lot of trouble to form a group."

"That's right, let's go."

The three of them went upstairs together.

Of course something is wrong, but not in behavior, but in human greed.

Hou Yu didn't want to lose the salary of this tour, and the tourists were afraid that the travel company would not refund the money, and the tacit understanding reached invisibly. But for me, I'm happy to see it happen.

The tragedy at the hotel was just an episode of this tour, and it didn't hurt.

A group of people dragged their luggage out of the hotel as if fleeing for their lives, and waited until they returned to the tour bus to be relieved.

Sitting in the position when he arrived, as soon as he put away his luggage, he saw Brother Fengyu with a wrinkled face and didn't know what he was thinking.

I poked him in the arm and asked, "What's wrong, what do you want?"

"Don't you think it's strange?"

Odd? It's always been weird, but is there anything that isn't weird? "Tell me about it?"

"According to the time of the police, an hour and a half has passed now, even if the police are slow, it should not exceed half an hour, and the road here is open to traffic. Why didn't the police come? Even if the police deliberately condone it, it is necessary to make a show. Brother Fengyu analyzed seriously.

Again, the police are so wrong. I raised my hand to my chin in contemplation. And how can there be no movement and omen in the killing, the boss's death is like this, as if it should have been.

And last night......

I had a guess in my heart that I didn't dare to think about, but I didn't dare to confirm it.

What if we fall into the trap in the first place? What if the boss and the second child were dead people at the beginning? What if what we see from entering the hotel is fake?

If that's the case, then it all makes sense.

"Brother Fengyu, did you sleep well yesterday?" I asked apprehensively.

"Well, it's good, no dreams all night."

"Sure enough!" I was choking.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah, don't you think it's strange?" I asked rhetorically.

He thought about it for a moment, didn't think of anything strange, just shook his head.

Seeing that he didn't have any suspicions, I didn't bother to say anything, so I smiled perfunctorily, "It's nothing." Then he turned out the window and fell silent.

If I hadn't stayed on the second floor for a while last night, and if I hadn't learned a little bit of psychology from Ginko, I probably wouldn't have noticed this.

Human beings always subconsciously think about the bed.

People work and travel, and sleep is very shallow, especially after being frightened, sleep is extremely fragile. Of course, it is not excluded that the bed is too comfortable and helps to sleep.

But – will a small hotel give you such high-end service? It's simply impossible!

Everyone went out last night, and they were quite frightened because of the matter of the pen fairy and the dish fairy, it stands to reason that everyone will never fall into a deep sleep in such a situation, especially me - I have been on the second floor for a while, and it is impossible to sleep so dead!

And yet I was woken up screaming this morning!

Wrong! That's not right! There is a problem with this hostel!

It's good to figure out some things, it's not good to be reactive all the time.

I took out my phone and made a call to Liancheng.

"Hey, Ziyi." It wasn't until Liancheng's voice came from over there that I calmed down my breathing, "Hey, Liancheng, you go and check a hotel for me." ”

"Ah, okay, what hotel?"

...... "What hotel, can you find the name of the hotel?" Can you find out where I am? ”

"Yes, why not, you won't be mentally retarded, will you?"

shit! Lao Tzu doesn't give you general knowledge, "Then you can go and check my address, where I stayed last night." ”

"Oh, okay. Anything else? ”

"It's gone, it's hanging!" I replied angrily. He hurriedly stopped him, "Hey! Slow down - hey? Are you still there? ”

"In. Something? ”

"That...... You okay? He asked nervously.

"Well, don't worry." In my heart, in fact, you don't need to be so careful with me, and my gentleman's clothes are not such hypocritical people, and if you say cheer up, you will definitely cheer up.

"That's good, remember to come back early."

"yes, okay." I will go back with my brand new self and Brother Fengyu intact.

After the call, I leaned back in the car seat with my phone in my hand, staring at the roof in a daze.

Our tour group was honored to be the target of this trip, and that thing probably targeted us from the moment we entered the hotel, right?

At a glance, I saw Ling Kongwen who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, and he didn't know what kind of mentality he called out: "Hey, Ling Kongwen."

"Huh?" He glanced left and right before finally looking at me and grinning, "Senpai." ”

"Come here."

He tilted his head and thought for a while, walked over excitedly with his own things, and sat unceremoniously between me and Brother Fengyu, squeezing Brother Fengyu aside.

"Seniors have something to do with me?" There was a deference in his eyes, and there was no hint of pretense.

"Y-who's in the house?"

"There is no one at home, my father died three years ago, and I am the only one left."

"What's your dream?"

"Didn't you know, senior? Of course, it's the revitalization of the volley faction! ”

The corners of my eyes twitched, this kid is really good for the second disease! Coughing lightly to hide the urge to roll my eyes, I calmly spoke: "Ling Kongwen, give you a chance, let's benefit each other, you draw a talisman for me, and I will bring you more contact with the netherworld, how about it?"

"Okay!" His eyes lit up, "Master is above, and the apprentices will definitely serve Master well in the future." ”

Master, I don't dare to do this, I'm just a rookie myself. But the title of Master sounds pretty cool, so I won't correct it.

"Ahem," I said, pretending to be profound, "I'm not going to teach you anything, it's up to you what you can learn." "Actually, I won't do anything, at most I will try to ensure your safety.

"Hmmm! Thank you, Master! ”

Looking at the gaze in Ling Kongwen's eyes, "a master should be like this", my conscience found that my heart was empty, and I silently turned my head to look out the window and didn't dare to face him.