Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?

I didn't believe it before, but now I do.

For example, the wet girl standing in front of me now seems to have been drenched in heavy rain.

However, at this time, the sun is scorching and the climate is dry.

I asked, "What kind of room do you want to stay in?" ”

"The cheapest kind."

"Single rooms, public toilets, no incense." I held out and said, "ID card." ”

The wet girl took out her ID card and handed it to me, then took off the diamond ring in her hand and put it in front of me.

I was surprised: "Such a good diamond ring, you should live in the presidential suite, three times a day of incense, 24 hours a day hot water." ”

The girl looked stunned: "Is this diamond ring also valuable here?" ”

I gave her a blank look: "I see the big sister clearly, although you are a ghost, I am a living person." ”

Only then did the girl come to her senses and bow her head shyly.

I looked at her ID card and couldn't help but feel sorry for her, this girl's name is Huang Yiying, she died at the age of 21, and her good youth is gone.

I asked again, "How long have you been dead?" ”

"6 days."

"How did you die?"

"Commit suicide by jumping into the river."

I recorded her ID card and handed it to her: "Suite 555 on the fifth floor, it is equipped with clean clothes, and I will send you incense later." ”

"Thank you."

Huang Yiying went upstairs.

I pinched the diamond ring and fell into deep thought, suicide? Martyrdom?

My hotel belongs to the ancestral heritage, my grandfather passed it on to my father, my father passed it on to me, our ancestors have been Taoist priests for generations, but in my life it is not an authentic Taoist priest.

My grandfather was a Northern Quanzhen Daoist, and my father was a Southern Zhengyi, who was later expelled from Taoism by the Taoist Association, and I was a Quanzhen Zhengyi in one.

My grandfather opened such a hotel: Sunset Red Hotel, mainly during the day, some lonely ghosts and wild ghosts will come here to open a room to temporarily avoid the sun, and some lost ghosts are looking for the right direction here.

The Sunset Red Hotel has a total of five floors and 30 rooms, and during this time, the Yin Division is strictly checked, and there are fewer residents, and most of them have run into the deep mountains and old forests.

"Packing!"

When I heard my old man call my name, I knew he was drunk again.

Yes, my fucking name is Zhang Pangen!

My father has been drinking heavily all day since he was expelled from Taoism, with a minimum of one pound of liquor a day, and my mother divorced him when he couldn't stand it, when I was only 9 years old.

My dad walked into the hotel like cotton, patted the counter and said, "How much money did you make?" ”

"Didn't make much."

"Then there has to be a number."

I had to take out a hundred dollars and hand it to him: "Only a hundred." ”

My father slapped the table and scolded: "Damn, don't you know that drinking low-quality wine is easy to drink to death?" ”

The old man is not only an alcoholic, but also a tasteful drunkard, he only drinks eight famous wines, and does not drink anything less than 200, which means that he spends at least 200 yuan a day, not counting the money for snacks.

I had to take out another hundred: "Dad, business has not been good lately, can you save some money?" The old village chief can also drink the Niulanshan for more than ten yuan a bottle. ”

"Fart! I want to live two more years. My dad burped and sniffed the hall: "There are at least eight ghosts living in the store." ”

This is also where I respect my old man the most, his sense of smell is extremely keen, claiming to be the reincarnation of the roaring dog sitting down by Erlang God, and he can smell the demons and monsters within 500 meters.

My father took out a crumpled piece of paper and handed it to me: "I took a job for you, Lao Xu in the south of the city, we are drinking friends, he was killed by a drunk driver, you go and give him a degree, this is the address of his home." ”

I said embarrassedly: "You are embarrassed to say, you know that he drives, and you still let him drink?" ”

"I thought he was riding an electric car, look at me, I ride an electric car everywhere."

I muttered, "You have to have money to buy a car, too." ”

When my dad left the Sunset Red Hotel, I took out three pillars of incense from under the counter, inserted them in the incense burner, lit them, and served them to Suite 555.

After knocking on the door a few times, Huang Yiying opened the door, and she knew that she had just cried when she looked at her red eyes.

I put the three pillars of fragrance on the table in the room: "It's inevitable that you will be a little uncomfortable just dying, tomorrow is your first seven, if there is anyone who can't give up, go back and see." ”

Huang Yiying suddenly grabbed my arm: "Root Daoist, please help me." ”

This girl could no longer bear the torment in her heart, and finally told me the truth.

It turned out that Huang Yiying was martyred with her boyfriend, Huang Yiqing was born in a businessman family, the family economy is hard, and her boyfriend is a poor boy who loves her very much.

Huang Yiying's parents did not agree to this marriage, and the two people with extreme ideas decided to jump into the lake to die in love.

However, what she didn't expect was that Huang Yiying drowned, and her boyfriend was saved.

Huang Yiying regretted and was annoyed, she wanted her boyfriend to accompany him, but now that her boyfriend was rescued, she was unwilling.

The biggest difference between humans and ghosts is that no matter how kind you were in life, you will become resentful when you become a ghost after death.

I said, "Forget it, go back and have a look at the first seven, and then go to the Netherworld to report, and strive for a chance to be reincarnated." ”

Huang Yiying sat down with a sad face, her head drooping and she stopped talking.

When I got out of the room, I saw the social ghost on the other side of the door looking at Huang Yiying in suite 555 with a wicked smile.

I glared at him: "Go back to the house, don't sleep during the day, what are you doing here?" ”

"This girl is very beautiful, how did she die?"

You pointed at him and said, "Don't ask, you owe me four days' rent, tomorrow night is the deadline, if you don't give it to me, get out of here." ”

"Brother Gen, don't worry, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

When this "social ghost" was alive, he was a street gangster, usually stealing a tram, helping others to support a scene, eating and drinking.

Because he was found stealing the tram, he fled in a panic, was hit and killed when crossing the street, and was opened at the Sunset Red Hotel four days ago, without a penny, and the most valuable thing on his body was his pair of shoes bought for 500 yuan.

…………

In the evening, I closed the door of the Sunset Red Hotel, hung up the sign that it was full, and rode the electric car to the south of the city.

Chengnan Lao Xu and my father have been drinking for many years, he was killed in a car accident and drunk driving, so there is no compensation at all, his family is poor, and he raised two college students.

Now that his eyes are closed, he is gone, leaving his daughter-in-law, children, orphans, and widows quite pitiful.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of Lao Xu's community, I saw the construction of the mourning shed, the community stipulates that funerals cannot be held in the community, so the daughter-in-law of the Lao Xu family can only build a mourning shed at the door, and the rented ice coffin is placed in the mourning shed, and some relatives and friends who mourn look sad.