Ji Jiulan! I shouted.

There were also two policemen on this side of the hall, they heard my shouts and rushed over immediately, but it was too late, this female boss was bent on death, I don't know what force was driving her, after stabbing the knife into the stomach, she actually turned the knife horizontally, cut the stomach hard, and turned the internal organs out.

My legs were completely nailed to the ground, I couldn't even move half a step, and I couldn't understand the qiē in front of me.

Even if a woman wants to commit suicide, she will never choose such a way, there is some kind of force behind her that drives her to make such a crazy move.

Two policemen ran over to stop the female boss, and my eyes also moved with difficulty from the wound in her abdomen to her face, her mouth kept opening and closing, as if to say something, but I couldn't hear her voice, but I saw the smile on the corner of her mouth.

I was absolutely right, she was smiling at me, grinning at me as she clutched the knife as she continued her suicide madness.

At last she fell to the ground, and she was certain to die if she was saved from this wound.

Soon, Ji Jiulan ran down from the upstairs, and she was also very surprised after seeing the tragic situation of the female boss.

What's going on? She asked me.

The only response I could give was to shake my head, because I really didn't know why she chose to kill herself.

Is it guilt?

I tried to find a reasonable reason for the suicide of the female boss, but even I could not convince myself that she would never feel guilty in her heart, she was a madman, just like Li Junfeng.

I was in the hotel for the rest of the night, and even though the ambulance took the body of the landlady away, I had no intention of leaving the hotel. I think her soul might come back to this hotel, and if she does, I still have questions for her to answer.

When it was dawn, she did not appear; Another day passed, and she still didn't come

I stayed in this mountain inn for a week.

During this time, I went to a cemetery in the mountains. Li Wei's tomb has a beautiful stone tomb house, and I left the jar containing the fragments of Li Wei's skull, as well as her photo album and drawing board, all of which I also left in the tomb room.

It is not difficult to guess that Li Wei's doll house was once placed here. Every time the female boss was about to take action, she would take Li Wei's toys back to the hotel from the tomb, and then let Li Junfeng watch her have sex with other men, and when she was satisfied, she would put these things back, not so much that she was taking revenge on Li Junfeng, but that she was enjoying it.

On the third day of my stay, Ji Jiulan sent me some information about all the suicides in this hotel in the past year. Judging from the information, these people all have sufficient reasons to commit suicide, and it seems that the female boss deliberately chose these people to sleep with them, and these people were then cursed to death by Li Junfeng and Li Wei.

A wonderful suicide journey, which is too much in line with the style of a suicide assistant, and Li Junfeng, Li Wei and the female boss are just his tools.

However, not all the dead came to seek death, and the gloomy bald man was not. He works in a real estate development company, and the company takes a fancy to the hostess's hotel, so he wants to debunk the rumors of the supernatural hotel, and he doesn't want to kill himself in the business of the yellow hotel, but he just provokes people who shouldn't be messed with.

On the night of the 7th day, I was exceptionally awake and I was sleeping almost all day because tonight would be the deadline.

I waited until 12 o'clock at midnight, when the woman's spirit did not appear, and just when I was feeling a little disappointed, the woman responded to me in another form.

Come over here

Her voice seemed to come straight into my head, and I could hear it clearly. After repeating it four times, her voice was completely gone, and I knew she wasn't coming back.

The next morning, I packed my things and returned to the city, and on the way I was still thinking about the musical youth. His face was dirty, it was on purpose, he didn't want me to recognize him, and he would have misled me by doing so, which was his age.

I have every reason to believe that this death assistant is not a recent starter, and that his line is long and his net is very large. When Li Junfeng died ten years ago, the death assistant should have already met the female boss, he made a move to trap Li Junfeng's soul, and returned nine years later as a musical young man to implement his plan.

Nine years, this is almost as long as my debut, he can use Sanskrit spells, understand voodoo curses, and even have the ability to open and close the ghost door, and the few distorted faces that popped out of the door at that time should be those who committed suicide by Li Junfeng's curse before, they all wandered in hell and called friends inside.

What exactly is he going to do? Is it impossible to use these suicides to build an army in hell?

My imagination is running low, I really can't figure out what is going on in the head of the death assistant, maybe only a madman can understand his kind, unfortunately, I'm a normal person.

I wasn't in a good mood for the next few days, and the death assistant played me around, but I couldn't figure out his context at all, and I didn't even want to take over the day-to-day business in this situation. Fortunately, some time ago, I knocked 500,000 yuan from Lei Sanlong, even if I didn't do anything for the whole year, the company should not fall.

I was not in the mood to work, so I simply gave a few employees a vacation, and then went out of a not too far door to go to a friend's to relax.

Speaking of my friend, in fact, everyone is not strangers, some time ago I encountered a few unfamiliar mantras, I called him for help, the first time I fought with Xi Lin, I also contacted him.

This person's name is Li Si Onion, the thought of thought, the green onion, and the buddies call him Brother Onion, but he has a more resounding name: Master Bukong. Why is there such a strange name? Why is this buddy a monk, and he is also an abbot, but it is a nun who really teaches him all kinds of skills.

I can't finish telling the legendary story of Brother Onion for half a year, but this time I mainly went to play with him, because this guy is really funny.

After a four-hour flight ride and an hour of bicycle riding, I finally arrived at Puci Monastery, where Brother Onion became a monk. This temple seems to have an incomprehensible aura, and as soon as I get close to the gate, I can't help but laugh when I see the word Puci on the gold plaque.

Puci, poof

As soon as I entered the temple gate, I saw a Ferrari parked in the courtyard, and it was obvious that Brother Onion had recently made a big deal, and this time he made a lot of money.

Just then, a young monk in his teens passed by the door, and I beckoned to him.

The little monk politely bowed to me and asked me if I wanted to burn incense or do a ritual.

I didn't say hello to Brother Onion when I came here, I also wanted to come to relax, so I decided to tease him, so I said to the little monk: I have been doing things badly recently, a lot of people have died around, I heard people say that I am guilty of impermanence, big ghosts and small ghosts all come to my house to hook the soul, I heard that the abbot of Puci Temple can exorcise ghosts, so I came to ask the master to help.

The little monk immediately looked embarrassed after hearing this, the abbot is receiving a distinguished guest, and it is inconvenient to disturb now, so it is better for the little monk to record the donor's situation on his behalf.

Guest? What distinguished guests? My curiosity sparked at once.

If I'm half a god, then Brother Onion is a complete liar! This guy didn't know what a Buddha was before he was 20 years old, and he was a monk who completely took a fancy to the treatment of a monthly salary of 3,000 packs of food and accommodation and a commission. As a result, who would have thought that this buddy would become an abbot in less than two days after becoming a monk, and then with a mouth and shit luck, he has been in the circle for more than ten years, and he is still thriving.

The little monk was quite clever, he did not answer me directly, but said politely: The situation of the guest is inconvenient for the little monk to disclose, and you are still the donor

Before he finished his words, the door of the side hall on the right opened, and a young man came out first, and then ran straight to the temple gate, and then a middle-aged man with a big belly walked out. However, he only took a step to restrain his posture, then respectfully turned his head and bowed slightly, and asked the people behind him to come out.

Soon, a bald head wearing a robe and a thick black beard on his chin came out. This bald head is full of style, and the big-bellied middle-aged man in front of him is respectful to him. The two of them walked to the courtyard one after the other, and the big-bellied man didn't forget to say a few words: Master Lao has my business, and I will be sent over for help, and the master will accept it no matter what.

Amitabha, donors rest assured that the poor monks will do their best to do it. The monk replied matter-of-factly, and then sent the middle-aged man out the door. As soon as the two arrived at the door, a limousine also stopped immediately, and the middle-aged man got into the car and left.

When the distinguished guest was sent away, the big monk immediately turned his head and glanced at me, and then said to the little monk: I will take this benefactor to the council hall to talk in detail, don't come and disturb me.

Yes, Abbot. The little monk respectfully agreed.

The great monk nodded in satisfaction, then made a gesture of invitation to me, and led me into the side hall.

As soon as the door was closed, the big monk immediately came over and hooked my neck with his arm, and then said with a big grin: Why are you kid thinking about running to me, and you didn't squeak in advance, which caught me off guard! There were no outsiders, and Brother Onion immediately appeared in his original form.

Some time ago, I encountered some trouble, I was troubled, and I didn't want to work anymore, so I wanted to run to you for two days, what's the matter? Are there any good projects? I'm happy to ask.

There are many good projects! But brother, I'm afraid I'm in trouble this time, anyway, you are here too, so you can help me do this job, and the benefits of going back will definitely be indispensable to you, as for other entertainment, if you come to my side, it will be equivalent to going to Elysium, make sure you come crying, and go back with a smile.

Just the fat man?

He is hard in the background, and the most important thing is that the rich are stupid, but this time I am afraid that I will not be able to rely on me, he seems to have really hit a ghost. I was still thinking about whether to go to my master to go out of the horse, but you just came, and this matter is also fat and water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, and we will share the money with our brothers!

Originally, I just came here to relax, and I didn't want to do any work, but since Brother Onion has something, I can't ignore it, not to mention who will have trouble with money. The most important thing is that working with Brother Onion is sure to be a lot of fun.

Now that Brother Onion has spoken, there is no reason to shirk being a younger brother, let's talk about it, what's the situation?

Daintily! Brother Onion patted me on the shoulder hard, and then said: That fat man met a ghost the night before yesterday and was almost taken to the underworld!