I thought a month was a long time, and it was even a bit hard. However, listen to the thin man. I have to find a ghost town again, and I have to find a way to blend into the underworld. It doesn't seem like a month is enough.

My heart couldn't help but get restless.

The fat man suggested, "This is easy to do. Let's ask a few peers. They are ghosts here, and they must know where the real ghost town is. "

The thin man shook his head: "You can't take any chances. The area here is special, and I'm worried that those peers are not ordinary ghost slaves, or maybe they are from the underworld, and if they are exposed, we will die. "

I scratched my head: "Then what do you say?" "

The thin man thought for a moment: "Secretly ask the surrounding residents to collect the legends here." Ghost towns appear every year, and there are certainly many legends left behind. But be careful, don't let others see that we are Taoist priests. "

I nodded: "I understand this." "

The thin man looked at the sky: "It's getting late, and there is no one on the street." In this way, let's go to bed first and go out early tomorrow morning. At noon, if you and Wushuang are not feeling well, come back first, and then go out in the evening. "

I nodded: "I know this." Alright, let's all go back to sleep. "

We were about to go out, when suddenly the thin man patted me and Wushuang on the shoulder: "You two be careful when you go to bed at night." Count the days, you two should be ghost slaves too. Those demons will be looking for you at any time. In case they come to the door, it's best to calm down and let you do whatever you want. Don't resist. However, if they recognize the identities of both of you, they will deal with you. Just call us. If we go together, we won't necessarily lose. "

Wushuang and I both nodded, and then nervously went back to the room.

The rooms in this hostel are very suitable. The name of my room is "Huangquan Road", and the name of Wushuang's room is "Nai He Bridge". It's all big red letters, bloody, and crookedly written on the door. The lights in the corridor are also a little dim, I don't know if the road is broken and not repaired, or deliberately designed, in short, there are two lights flashing and flashing. Walking around this place is even scarier than visiting a haunted house.

The fat man was so frightened that he jumped up and down, and he had to go to the thin man's room to sleep with the quilt. The thin man disagreed, but he couldn't stand the fat man's soft grinding and hard bubbles, so he had to reluctantly agree.

I looked at the "Huangquan Road" on the door. I thought to myself, will there be people living in such an obscure room? It's no wonder that this boss can make money.

I opened the door and lay on the bed with the light on. This room is nothing. But I can't help but think of the three big blood-red letters on the door. I feel more and more eerie about this room.

For the past few days, we have been on the road day and night. Now I'm lying in bed and can't sleep. Not to mention the thin man's words before leaving. Now, almost as soon as I close my eyes, I dimly see two ghosts coming to me.

The streets are bustling and still a bit lively. I poked my head out of the window. I saw that some amusement parks were still lit up. The young people were still walking inside. And from time to time he let out a scream of fright.

I shook my head and sighed, this place is so indistinguishable from ghosts.

When I was bored, I turned on the TV. I looked at it casually. found a few stations that were all advertisements, and female stars with exposed white legs teased the audience on the screen and promoted products. The warm voice and emotional music make me feel that the room is a lot more lively, and my heart is also a lot more steady.

At this moment, the good picture suddenly disappeared and turned into a ball of snowflakes. I'm a little upset, it's too tricky.

I slowly walked over to the TV. I didn't expect to just walk in front of the TV. The snowflake suddenly disappeared, and a figure jumped out, it was the clown in McDonald's.

He smiled exaggeratedly at me, and the blood-red ring on his mouth looked like he had just eaten someone.

I was staring at the TV. Now it only has pictures, no sound. It's even weirder.

I swallowed and slowly reached out. I pressed the volume button, there was no response, it was already turned on to the maximum, and there was still no sound at all. I patted the TV, bang. The TV is falling apart. Still no movement.

The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became. Just reach for the TV off. I didn't expect my fingers to touch the switch yet. Suddenly, a deafening scream came from the TV: "Ahhh

It scared me so much that I almost sat on the floor.

I glanced at the TV in horror and saw a teenager holding a glass of beer and drinking it. Sigh while drinking.

I hurriedly lowered my voice and scolded hatefully, "It's so cheap to drink a beer." "

When I turned up the volume and walked back to the bed, the voice on the TV behind me suddenly stopped. into a flurry of noise. I turned around and the TV turned into snowflakes again.

I was a little drumming in my heart: "This situation is a little abnormal." "

As I was thinking this, I suddenly felt that the atmosphere of this hotel was a little strange. No, it's ghostly, yes, it's very ghostly. It's slowly coming over.

My heart twitched, I was afraid of something. Looks like the devil is coming to get me.

I casually picked up the peachwood sword on the bedside. After thinking about it, he cut a knife on his middle finger and called out the paper.

Paper Zha Wu looked at me impatiently: "Xu You, what do you want?" "

I whispered: "Old man Wu, something is wrong, the ghost has come to catch me, you help me, and we will be together in a while." "

Old man Wu looked at me, suddenly waved his hand, and said, "Xu You, you don't understand, I'm an ambush soldier, do you know what it means to ambush a soldier?" "

I shook my head: "What do you mean?" "

Paper Zha Wu said mysteriously: "The ambush soldiers are usually hidden. When the two armies went to war and the battle was inextricable, they suddenly rushed out and dealt a fatal blow to the other side. So, I'll hide it first. "

Before I could speak, the paper was back inside the peachwood sword, and no matter what I called, he would never come out again.

I had no choice but to grit my teeth and sit in the room waiting for the ghost.

I want to go out and call someone, and find a few people from the thin man or Wen Yu to help me. But I have a bit of a fluke mentality, what if the ghost cha didn't find out what we did in the coffin shop, and didn't care about Zhang Yuan's affairs, but simply ordered me to be a ghost slave? Did I escape soon?

So I sat on the edge of the bed, like a newly married daughter-in-law, anxiously waiting for the groom to drunken open the door. I don't know what the situation will be.

After a few minutes, I felt the ghost lingering in the hotel, but it didn't come to my room.

I waited nervously for a while, and suddenly my heart chuckled. It's not good, this ghost didn't look for me, eighty percent went to find Wushuang.

There is no equal's temper. In case the ghost has a bad attitude, it is estimated that a fight has started now.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly rushed out with a peachwood sword.

Wushuang's room was next to mine, and I walked to her door, hesitating whether to knock or rush in.

At this time, I suddenly saw the three blood-red words "Nai He Bridge" on the Wushuang Gate were a little strange. The color of the word "Nai" is a little wrong. It's not red, it's a little yellowish.

I reached out and touched it and found that the two words were recessed. Yellow is the color of the wooden door. It looks like someone is using a fingernail to draw it out one by one.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help it anymore. Leaning on one side, he slammed into the door, intending to knock it open.

Unexpectedly, the door was unlocked. I crashed into the air. He stumbled and almost collapsed in the room.

I hurriedly got up from the ground and looked inside vigilantly with my peachwood sword.

That's right, it's here. The ghost spirit is very heavy. I looked over the bed and saw a man sitting on the edge of the bed. And Wushuang was lying on the bed dignifiedly.

I see that this person is dressed like a woman, not like a person from the underworld.

I took two confused steps forward and said, "Who are you?" "

The woman turned around and smiled at me, "Hello, Xu You." "

I was startled, and then stammered a little and said, "You, you, are you Mrs. Zhang?" "

This woman's appearance is exactly the same as that of Mrs. Zhang lying in the grave. I recognized her at a glance, and asked, "Has the Ghost King found your soul?" "

Mrs. Zhang nodded: "Found it." After looking for so many years, I finally found it. However, this soul and body have not fused too well, so I can only wear this. "

Mrs. Zhang flashed her wrist. I saw a crystal round jade ring on it. It's like a jade bracelet. But I know it's a soul ring.

I looked at her, and then at Wushuang lying on the bed: "You came this time to find Wushuang?" "

Mrs. Zhang nodded, and then gently touched Wushuang's forehead.

I saw Wushuang's eyes wide-eyed, and he looked angry. And lying motionless on the bed, it seems that something is wrong.

Mrs. Zhang seemed to see my doubts. Said softly: "Wushuang's temper is a bit like Zhang Yuan. I didn't say hello when I came in just now, and she came up with a peachwood sword. All I had to do was use a little bit to imprison her here. "

Then she stood up and waved her hand softly.

Wushuang immediately jumped up from the bed. The peachwood sword in his hand was raised, and he shouted, "Who are you?" Don't try to lie to me. "

Then, I heard footsteps in the hallway, followed by a crowd of people pouring into the room. It's none other than the thin man, Wen Yu, and the sloppy Taoist.

I happily asked, "Why are you here?" "

The thin man said: "Wushuang's voice can be heard by the boss downstairs." Then he saw Mrs. Zhang and said curiously, "Hey? Are you alive? "

Mrs. Zhang said lightly: "Wushuang, let me tell you about your father." "

Wushuang looked at her vigilantly: "You speak." "

Mrs. Zhang sat on the chair and said slowly, "Then let's start talking from the day we met." "