Loes decided to go to Mr. Rand's room in person to apologize, it wasn't too late, and the other party should still be awake.

He was about to put on his coat, but suddenly heard a scream coming from the window, he immediately went to the window and looked out, and vaguely saw three figures moving in the parking lot, one of which seemed to be a woman, dragged by the shadows of two other men towards a car, a red Ferrari.

Although Lois was just a god who ate by mouth, he still had a little sense of justice, so he immediately rushed out of the room and ran towards the parking lot outside.

"These two scoundrels! Lowes. Fogg will not let you do this! Lady! Wait for me!" He ran and shouted, like a medieval knight trying to save his princess, but he was still wearing a nightgown, which was quite funny.

It is worth mentioning that the surname "Fogg" of Los and the Phyllis who traveled around the earth for eighty days. Mr. Fogg, who also happened to be an Englishman, had always believed that he had in him the blood of an adventurous gentleman who did not know whether he was a fictional character or a real person.

Los rushed to the parking lot, but the car had already started, and before he could get closer, the car sped off into the distance, and Los saw that in the back seat, the woman was struggling, and the man sitting next to her slapped her down. Before he could read the license plate, the Ferrari made a turn and left Loos's sight.

"These rascals! Mob! Actually rough to a lady! Hey! There is no one! Help is needed here!" Los turned around and shouted at the hotel, just now he ran downstairs and felt strange, why didn't he meet anyone, and now it is even more strange, the lights of the hotel are all out, only the street lights in the parking lot are still on.

The hotel in the darkness was like a huge monster, as if it was going to swallow everyone who walked into it, and Los suddenly felt chills all over his body, and an inexplicable fear struck, could he have bumped into it...... Phantom?!

Lois stood in the middle of the parking lot, a little bewildered, the bus was gone, the hotel was like a dark haunted house, and a street lamp beside him was the only thing he could rely on.

"Hey, wake up." Renxin patted Loth's face and said.

"Ahh Los suddenly screamed, opened his eyes, the sheets were wet with his sweat, and he gasped, "I...... I...... OH！ It turned out to be just a dream."

"I don't think it's just a dream, it's a rehash of some piece of death, in words you can understand." Renxin sat down in the corner of the room and smoked.

"You...... You're Mr. Renxin, why are you in my room? Also, what is a reproduction of a dead fragment?" Los tried to sit up and speak, but after moving a few times, he found that he was weak, and he exclaimed, "Why can't I move? What did you do to ***?"

Renxin still looked very decadent, and explained weakly: "The so-called reappearance of the death fragment is in a place where there is a lot of resentment...... Kindness...... In your words, it is a spiritual zone, and people there may see some scenes from many years ago in a certain state, which may be related to the death of ghosts here, and as for you not being able to move now, there is a very simple and appropriate word in Chinese - ghost press."

After listening to this, Loos's Adam's apple twitched up and down, the fear in his heart was incomprehensible, as the so-called often walking by the river, how could he not get his shoes wet, he began to play the trick of pretending to be a god at the age of sixteen, and it has been ten years, and today he finally bumped into it.

"Mr. Renxin, my Chinese isn't very good...... does 'ghost press the bed' mean that a ghost is pressing me on the bed and won't let me move?"

Ren Xin took a puff of cigarette and looked idle, "The answer is completely correct."

Los swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he had seen a lot of horror movies, nothing more than zombie werewolves or something, and occasionally a ghost came out with a murder weapon to cut people at most, but he didn't expect this Chinese ghost to have such a strange ability......

"Mr. Renxin, can you do something......

"Don't worry, dinner at seven o'clock is still five minutes away, and you still have time to change your clothes and go down with me." As he spoke, he walked over to Loth's bedside, muttering as if he were going to spit.

"Hey, Mr. Renxin, what do you want to do?! Please don't be evil at such times

Dramatization!" Before Loth could finish speaking, Renxin spat on his chest.

"Well...... I don't think it's working......

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh, at this time, to get rid of the shackles of ghosts, you need to use some evil spirits, such as black cats, dog teeth, jade pendants, wind chimes, and the like."

"But why are you spitting on me?"

"In fact, people's saliva contains yang energy, and it is also a thing to ward off evil spirits, but it is the weakest kind, which obviously does not help your current situation, so if you use local materials now, we still have two choices."

Los calmed down a little after listening to Renxin's explanation, and asked, "Which two?"

"The first is child urine."

"I'm sorry, but my Chinese really wasn't great...... Are you referring to a child's urine?"

"Actually, I'm referring to *** urine, of course it's right for you to understand it that way, so Mr. Looth, I take the liberty of asking, are you still ***?"

"I'll pick two!!" Los simply ignored his question and roared loudly, apparently unacceptable to let him wet the bed himself or let another person urinate on his bed.

"Okay then." Renxin rummaged through Loos's luggage and found a Swiss Army knife, which was a handy tool that Loes usually carried with him.

Ren Xin sneered and walked over to Loos, his eyes like a butcher looking at meat on a cutting board.

"Mr. Renxin! What are you going to do!?"

"The most powerful thing to ward off evil is masculinity, that is, the blood of men, rest assured, I am a surgeon, and I will never hurt a single blood vessel if I only cut a little bit of skin."

Lois wanted to ask Renxin, "Why don't you use your own blood", but he didn't say it, he felt that this madman with a bad personality in front of him might do anything, so if he could get out of his current predicament with just a little blood, then he had to endure it himself.

Five minutes later, Renxin and Los arrived at the restaurant together, most of the other guests had already arrived, and Mr. Rand had not yet appeared, and it was also a very appropriate practice to show up a little later as the host to make those who arrived late less embarrassed.

Lu Ping walked over to Renxin and said, "Are you in any trouble?"

"It's just a small thing, don't worry, I don't use my spiritual sense." Ren Xin sat down and lit his inferior cigarette again.