Chapter 67: Woman

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Topmost? I was stunned for a moment, but then I realized what she was referring to. Looking up, sure enough, a woman was hanging upside down from the ceiling. She was looking at me as I was looking at her.

My eyes widened, and my heart said Damn, I didn't see anyone on the ceiling when I came in, when did this person climb up? And as long as it's a normal person, it's not enough to eat and have nothing to do to climb to the ceiling, right?

"You" I looked up at her, and she also looked at me with her head hooked, but didn't speak. Two minutes later, I swallowed hard: "What, if you have something to say, can we come down and say it?" ”

This woman's behavior reminds me of the phrase not to open the house for three days. Even though she's only on the ceiling now, it's someone else's ceiling.

"Get out of the way." The woman above her chuckled. I quickly got up and got out of the way. I saw her turn over and fall from the ceiling smoothly. And when she landed, her long hair swept over my face. It's very similar to the feeling of the hair on the body of the thing that just passed me in the hallway on my face. It's just that I smell shampoo in this woman's hair, and that thing in the hallway doesn't.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Woman, oh no, this girl in front of me blushed slightly when she saw me looking at her.

"Uh." I made a monosyllable in my throat.

The fat man didn't tell me that my helper was such a young girl. And this young one is a little too unusual, right? Why do you look like you're only in your early twenties?

"What, girl." I said, "What are you?" As I spoke, I scanned the room with my eyes, meaning to ask her what was going on.

"Oh," she shrugged, looking nonchalant, "nothing, you wouldn't want to know." ”

"If I didn't want to know, I wouldn't have asked you." I said. Looking at the little girl in front of me, who was five or six years younger than me, and thinking about the time I entered this haunted hotel to what had just happened, I suddenly had the feeling that I had been tricked by her. This is something that I cannot tolerate as an elder.

"You really want to know?" She asked me with a wink, an innocent expression.

"Nonsense, say it quickly." I put on the face of an elder educating a child who has made a mistake.

"It's nothing, I just want to try your burden."

"That's it?" I frowned and surveyed the room I was in.

"What else could I have done?" With that, she sat down on the bed, her two white thighs dangling from the edge of the bed, shaking me a little dizzy under the illumination of the incandescent lamp.

I looked away, pointed to the bed in front of me and asked, "What do you mean by that?" The little girl was about to pretend to be confused with me, but she found me with a serious expression and swallowed my words again.

After a while, I waited a little impatiently, and glanced at her: "I don't care what the fat man wants you to help me, please tell the fat man, I'll come by myself." I didn't give her time to react, turned around and walked out the door. But before he could take a few steps, he was pulled by her.

"What are you doing?" I asked coldly, "Aren't you going to say anything?" To tell you the truth, I don't need this kind of teammate who won't say anything. With that, I turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, I'm talking about you!" The little girl ran over to me again, "Why are you like this?" Isn't it okay to make a joke? ”

I turned my back to her and smiled, and said in my heart that it was still too tender and too inexperienced. I don't even know how to stir up the generals. He immediately turned around. The moment I turned around, I changed back to the serious expression I had just now: "Since the fat man asked you to help me, he must have promised you something." After saying that, I paused, "If I don't need your help, your task can't be completed, then the fat man promised you something"

Before I could finish my sentence, I was interrupted by her: "Okay, okay, I surrender!" After speaking, she pursed her mouth with an angry expression. Not to mention, as long as a girl is not particularly ugly, this small action will definitely make a man desperate.

"Say it." I said with a bit of an out-of-control heartbeat. Now I have to put on a high look, one that fully reflects that control is in my hands.

"Say what?" She asked angrily.

"Say what?" I asked rhetorically, "You don't know what to say?" As I spoke, I pointed to the bodies lying on the beds. What's going on with these corpses? ”

She pouted and silently walked to the edge of a bed, grabbed the sheets and lifted them up. Before I could react to stop her, the sheets had been lifted up.

"See for yourself." With that, she stood aside and said no more.

I frowned, and said in my heart what is so good about the dead. But when I looked at her, I felt something strange and indescribable. My subconscious told me to go check it out first.

I walked over to the bed and frowned at the body lying on the bed.

"Isn't this a corpse?" I asked.

"Look at it." She suddenly changed her evil expression. It's like a child's prank. I saw her left hand raised slightly, and I was so surprised by what happened next that I couldn't even close my mouth.

The corpse on the bed sat up.

I froze with my mouth open, and it took me a good five seconds for my brain to reboot from its frozen state.

"That's scared?" She was standing behind me, and I couldn't see her expression, but judging by the tone of her voice, she should have a smug expression at this point.

"This," I said, holding my hand and holding my chin, closing my mouth. Before I could finish speaking, the "patient" in the next bed sat up without warning.

My right hand began to dig into my pants. Don't think crooked, don't dig guys. I don't have that heavy taste yet.

I pulled out the Swiss Army knife in my pocket. At the same time, a profession that I had only seen in novels flashed through my mind:

Xiangxi corpse chaser.

Holy, won't you? I'm a little blindsided. Is this little girl a corpse chaser? What does the fat man mean by asking her to help me? Could it be that after entering the tomb, she instructed the rice dumplings to climb out of the coffin and stand one by one, and then we went to get the things? Thinking about it, I think of the way the rows of students reported their numbers one by one during military training when I was a student.

Isn't that?

"Hey, you shouldn't be stupid, right?" She walked up to me and shook it in front of my eyes.

I came back to my senses and stared at her. Now it was her turn to be stupid: "What are you staring at me for?" ”

I took a step forward and pushed her to the edge of the bed: "Will you chase the corpse?" ”

"Chase out corpses?" She was stunned, "What is a corpse?" ”

I was stunned: "You don't know? As he spoke, he pointed to the corpse behind her that had sat up: "It's like this." ”

"Oh, that's what you said." She looked suddenly enlightened, "This is a puppet technique." ”

"Puppetry?" I was stunned again, "What's that?" ”

"Well, it's like this." As I spoke, I saw her stretch out her left hand in front of me, and then a few fingers bent slightly. With the flexing of her fingers, the corpse behind her began to move.