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Chang'an and Yan Yueyan got up very early, as a daughter-in-law who wants to behave well, Yan Yueyan naturally can't slack off on things like breakfast.

"Chang'an, call your uncle and aunt to come down for dinner! And your sister too. ”

"I said that I have to call my parents now."

"No, it's not that you're not ready!"

"What's this?" Chang An smiled indifferently, after going to his parents' room to get the second elder up, to be honest, it was not certain whether his sister would eat the food cooked by Yan Yueyan, and after hesitating outside Chang Xiaosilk's room for a while, he still raised his hand: "Has Xiao Silk gotten up?" Time to eat. ”

knocked on the door, but no one paid attention, under normal circumstances, Chang'an should go downstairs at this time, but there was something wrong with Chang Xiaoxi's room, Chang'an had this feeling, and there was a chill emanating from the crack in the door.

Wrong!

With a creak, he pushed open the door, and everything was as usual inside, except for finding that his sister was not in the room, there was no strangeness at all, no one? Where could she go so early in the morning? Walked over to the window, looked at it, and then closed it again.

There is no trace of going out of the window, although the room is only on the second floor, but there is no reason for a little girl to choose to jump out of the window, somehow Chang'an's heart is a little uneasy, he thought of the pair of eyes he dreamed of last night, and at this time his eyes glanced at Chang Xiaoxi's computer.

The computer was not turned off, and the two small fish in the standby screen swam around, Chang'an subconsciously stepped forward and knocked enter, and the picture that appeared was ......

On the screen is a picture, Chang Xiaosilk is lying in a large coffin, her heart is a hole, hollow, and her heart, in the picture, you can clearly see that she holds a heart on her right hand, and there is a large position on the right hand, which seems to be reserved for others.

My sister is dead? Chang'an took two steps back in disbelief.

Touch!

The door of the room was quietly closed when he lost his mind, Chang'an now only felt that his whole brain was buzzing, the temperature of the room began to drop rapidly, and a pair of eyes appeared on the computer screen, which was the pair in his dream, and then the eyes began to distort and finally the picture turned into a vortex-like appearance, with a pair of slender pale hands stretched out.

"You're looking for death!"

Chang'an hadn't lost his mind yet, and he calmed down when he saw the ghost, and his hands touched his face.

[She wants to be with you.] 】

"Where's she?"

[Come with me, you'll know.] 】

……

Chang'an was just talking unilaterally, and the information that the ghost wanted to convey appeared directly in his brain, they were talking, and it seemed that his sister had reached some agreement with this thing, so this thing would come and take him away at this time.

"Chang'an? Are you okay Chang'an? ”

There were suddenly a few knocks outside the door, it was Yan Yueyan calling him outside the door, she thought it was Chang Xiaosilk who was embarrassing him, this ghost was well disguised, Yan Yueyan outside the house didn't notice what was going on inside at all, the hands in the room were fixed, it seemed that it was not the time yet, it withdrew its hands, the picture on the screen calmed down and the eyes reappeared.

The two sides glanced at each other, and when Yan Yueyan opened the door and came in, those eyes just closed and disappeared.

She looked at the computer that was being turned off and then looked at Chang'an: "What's wrong?" What about your sister? ”

Chang An took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, and slowly opened them after a long time: "Xiao Silk looks like she has seen a ghost." ”

"What?"

"Let's go back to the hotel." Chang'an's expression is as usual, sometimes being angry doesn't mean that his expression has to be cold, his cold expression can only show that Chang'an has not been completely angry, and now he is angry!

In the hotel, the woman in black was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, this kind of thing doesn't meet the hotel's standard of interference." ”

Everyone is here at this time, but such a thing happened on this day of great joy, and everyone didn't know what kind of words to use to comfort Chang'an.

Ling Luochen is also a person with a younger sister, and he can understand Chang'an's mood, he wondered: "Does the hotel don't care about this kind of ghost messing around?" ”

"It won't matter!" The woman in black explained: "There are two kinds of ghosts in the surface world, one is the mission ghost of the hotel, the strength of this ghost is strong and weak, and the weak ghost can only rely on the hotel if he wants to stay in the appearance world, so it is also limited by the hotel, but there is also the ...... you encounter."

The woman in black looked at Chang'an and said: "This kind of ghost has the ability to come to the surface from the inner elephant world alone, they are often very powerful and not restricted by the hotel, for the hotel, as long as the ghost does not pose too much threat to the surface world or directly affects the order of the appearance world, otherwise the hotel will not interfere with them." ”

The woman in black's explanation is very detailed, simply put, as long as the ghost doesn't do those things that are too obvious, the hotel won't care, take the matter of Chang'an, her sister's accident is her own volition, and second, it's just one person, billions of people around the world Countless people die every day, who knows how these people died? The hotel doesn't care about these little things.

Chang An had nothing to say, the hotel would not help him, he lowered his head and let go of the hand holding the bar and straightened up, he looked at the woman in black: "Miss Administrator, I want you to do me a favor from a personal point of view, I think even if you can't interfere directly, but tell me how to save my sister This should be okay, right?" ”

The woman in black was stunned: "But you didn't mean your sister ......"

"She's not dead!" Chang An affirmed: "My sister's wish is to be with me instead of dying with me, since this ghost has set such a rule, it will definitely act according to the rules, even if it kills, but I don't believe my sister is dead before it catches me." ”

The woman in black has an independent consciousness, and even Chang'an they have suspected that the woman in black is the body of the hotel, but it is only manifested in a special form, she suddenly sighed: "You ask, I answer, this is indeed within my duty, tell you that it is." ”

This ghost is very strong, there is no doubt about it, I don't know how long it has existed and I don't know how many people have been killed, although its strength is not as good as that of a mission-level ghost, but it is almost the same.

Maybe many people can't understand the level of this kind of ghost, in short, the ghosts that can make the residents unable to resist and can only escape are all mission levels, and those that make the residents have no courage to escape are the level of no solution.

This time the ghost is only a little worse than the mission-level ghost, how dangerous it is, needless to say, the ghost is hidden in the network that human beings rely on to survive, and if you want to save Chang Xiaoxi, you must try the law and make a wish to the ghost in person.

What to wish for? "Will you give my sister back?" , you don't have to guess to know that there is no such good thing, just like Chang Xiaosilk made a wish to be with Chang'an, what is the result? There will definitely be a price to be paid for what is not earned, and the price will definitely be fatal.

Chang'an is not that kind of hypocritical person, what do you say at this time, this is my own personnel, don't you interfere? He turned to look at these partners, each of whom had special skills, and said without hesitation: "I want you to help me." ”

"Of course," almost without hesitation, Xue Fat Man smiled: "I owe you I don't know how many lives." ”