The pony is pulled away by the waiter. The door to the private room slammed shut.

I heard him shouting in the hallway, "Get me out, pull me out...... and the voice didn't stop for a long time.

The smell of urine fills the private room. It seems that the pony is honest and he really pees. Not an exaggeration.

I saw that the five ghosts around me didn't look very good. They seemed to be holding their breath and planning to find someone to vent their anger.

At this time, I suddenly realized that it was not right to draw them now. ”

So I quietly bit my finger, took out the piece of paper, and spread it on my lap to draw.

I didn't learn to draw. So I drew a person on a piece of paper. Then began to add his striking features to the blank face.

The ghost sitting across from me had a big nose, so I drew it exaggerated on paper.

I had just finished painting when the candle on the table shook violently. It was dark inside the room. When the candlelight stabilized, I found that the ghost on the other side was gone.

I was glad that it worked.

The rest of the ghosts didn't seem to notice that there was one person missing. They looked at each other and discussed something.

One of them said, "Boss." The manager just now. Looks like they saw us. ”

The one known as the boss said, "What are you afraid of, it's a big deal to kill him in a while." ”

The terrible ghost built yì again: "The night is long and there are many dreams, let's do it now." ”

While the two of them were talking, I drew another ghost on the paper. Soon. There were only three ghosts left.

At this time, a terrible ghost with a broken leg said, "Why do I feel wrong? ”

The boss asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The ghost with the broken leg said, "It seems that there are a few brothers missing in the house. ”

When I heard him say this, my heart tightened, and I knew that something was going to be bad. Hurriedly sped up and drew the ghost with the broken leg on the paper.

At this time, the remaining two ghosts realized that something was wrong.

The ghost boss said: "Brother, it's not good, someone should be making small movements." ”

With that, the two of them began staring at me deadly. It was already obvious by this time that the two of them were suspicious of me.

I said, "What do you see me doing?" I didn't do anything. As I spoke, my fingers quickly drew on the paper. Soon, only the ghost boss was left.

At this time, I admired my own psychological element a little. The ghost old man sat in a place not far from me, and I was still sitting firmly in the chair, walking with a pen and a snake. Although my fingers trembled terribly, I never gave up.

The ghost boss slowly stood up. Said: "Give me that piece of paper and release my brother." ”

I shook my head and continued drawing. The ghost boss shouted angrily and pounced on me. The candles on the table went out, and the room went dark.

I know that if I don't fight at this time, I'm afraid I don't know how to die. So he screamed and grabbed the chair and threw it over, and then he got short and got under the table.

I crawled to the door of the room, both hands and feet.

When I opened the door of the private room and was about to go out, a pair of cold hands rested on my shoulders.

I jerked my head back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of my tongue. The ghost behind screamed and took two steps back.

I secretly rejoiced in my heart: I didn't think that these little cleverness would really come in handy.

But I get it. After all, these are just clever things, they can force the ghosts back, but they can't really save me.

I hurried into the hallway. At this time, the corridor lights flickered, and it was terrifying.

Behind me came a terrible scream: "I'm going to throw you down the stairs." Your kid has too much guts. ”

I thought to myself, "What's going on?" Want to throw me down? Do you want to recreate the scene from a year ago? Wait, could it be that Zhang Bin was thrown down not because the pony disturbed their meal? But Zhang Bin secretly painted ghosts and was discovered? ”

I was so stunned that I heard the wind gusting in the room, and the ghost boss seemed to be chasing him out.

I ran to the door of the toilet, banged on the door, and shouted, "Knife, give me the knife." ”

However, the people inside didn't pay any attention to me. I banged the door and found that the toilet door was locked.

I scolded loudly: "Zhang Bin." You kid lock the door? ”

Zhang Bin didn't make a sound, just stubbornly stood against the door.

Seeing that the ghost boss had come out, I cursed, turned around and ran towards the stairs. At this time, I have already used my body's potential to the fullest. Dozens of stairs jump straight down. After jumping for I don't know how many times, I finally saw the hall.

I was overjoyed: "The ghost boss is probably dizzy." If he gives me a ghost to hit the wall, I'm afraid I'll never be able to run away again. ”

Through the door of the hotel, I saw what appeared to be something outside, with a fire burning on it.

I rushed out and slammed the door open. Then run out into the street.

At this time, I found that facing the entrance of the hotel, there was an offering table, on which there were incense, candles, paper money, melons and fruits, and even a statue of a god. And Secretary Wang and the pony are gone.

I pulled out the piece of paper in my arms, intending to draw the last few strokes of the ghost boss. But by this time it was too late.

A demonic wind blew out of the hotel, blowing dust, and I felt like I was surrounded.

At this time, I heard someone shouting loudly in the distance: "Drop blood on the statue and let Master Zu help you." ”

At this time, I am at the end of my rope, and I can still care about discernment. I could only squint and walk towards the idol in the wind.

I felt a couple of hands tugging at me behind me, and something was trying to burrow along my ears into my body.

I've been through dirty stuff many times and know it's all hallucinations. So he bit the tip of his tongue desperately, so that the stinging kept a glimmer of clarity in his mind.

With great difficulty, I reached out and slammed my hand on the idol.

Then, I felt a golden light fly out of the idol and hit something behind me. Immediately afterward, the gale stopped.

I looked back, and the ghost was lying on the ground, clutching his chest, looking at me viciously. I didn't dare to slack off, so I spread this piece of paper on the table and drew the ghost boss.

There was a complete silence in the surroundings. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground.

I raised my eyes, looked at the sky, and gasped for air.

At this moment, I saw a pair of feet walking towards me. Immediately after, a man stopped in front of me.

It's Mr. Lui.

I glanced at him and didn't care. Immediately after, I reacted and asked loudly, "Why are you here?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "Why can't I be here?" "Zhen came to the stage.

I looked at him dumbfounded: "Aren't you sick?" ”

Mr. Lu stretched out his hand and said with a hippie smile: "I'm cured." "He helped me up. He carried me to the offering table.

At this point, I had to hold him. Because my body was shaking incessantly, I couldn't walk at all.

Mr. Lu muttered in his mouth: "Come on, come on, put your finger in the incense ash to stop the bleeding." ”

I did so. Mr. Lu stuffed three more sticks of incense to me: "Kowtow, thank you Master Zu." ”

That's when I realized that there was a futon in front of the offering table.

I asked a little inexplicably, "Mr. Lu, what's going on?" Why is there an offering table here? ”

Mr. Lu pointed to the paper ash next to him: "There is no table, how can you burn yellow paper, please come to Master Zu?" ”

I asked strangely, "Why do you want to invite Master Zu?" ”

Mr. Lu looked at me with a smile: "If you don't invite Master Zu, who will save you?" ”

I felt that Mr. Lu looked like he had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, and I became more and more suspicious in my heart: "Why did Master Zu save me?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "Since you have become a disciple of Master Zu, of course his old man will come to your rescue." ”

I chuckled in my heart, and suddenly woke up: "I've been put on the table." ”

I looked at Mr. Lu dumbfounded: "You have been pretending to be sick and tricking me to come here, just to coax me to apprentice?" ”

Mr. Lu looked at me sympathetically: "Zhao Mang." I'm also forced to be helpless, you kid is too good at procrastinating. Before you said the Double Ninth Festival, after the Double Ninth Festival, you have to choose the auspicious day of the zodiac. I'm really worried that before you can come out, I will go into the coffin first. ”