Ms. Ye was too atmospheric, but Yu Shu still refused to eat the silver candle with the wick in one bite.

However, Yu Shu also grasped the point of Ye Guilan's words, when the guests come at night, she will eat more incense, which means that the guests who come are using incense to pay for the hotel?

"Mom's guest who came to the hotel tonight is the same as me?" Yu Shu asked.

She was very sure that Ye Guilan, including the people in the town, were all alive, so why did it seem that more than one ghost would live here?

Ye Guilan was worried that her own strength would only scare her daughter at most, and she would provoke those guests, so she nodded and admonished without concealment.

"Don't pay attention to any movement you hear these days, don't come out at night, Mom will make you more snacks, and you can stay in the house."

Those ghosts and ordinary ghosts and people can't deal with it, and she can remind Lu Chen downstairs, it's all because her daughter doesn't reject him, and she still follows them out for a while.

The tone of coaxing the child made Yu Shu a little helpless, but without the food in Lu Chen's hands, Yu Shu tasted tasteless, and she didn't have much hope for this snack.

Just seeing the white hair on Ye Guilan's sideburns and the woman's tolerant gaze, Yu Shu nodded.

Ye Guilan was helping Yu Shu clean up the room, talking to her daughter, and estimated that it was about to be dinner time, so she closed the door and went downstairs.

In the evening, the meals in the hotel were not very exquisite, but Zhou Xiangchen, who had not eaten in the morning, looked at those dishes, touched his aching stomach, and really couldn't keep his mouth stiff and continued to put down the dishes and chopsticks, as if someone was forcing him to eat, and ended the dinner with a black face.

A few people filled their stomachs and gathered here to play pen fairy.

Yang Kangan was instructed to bring tables and chairs, Wen Meng and Kong Wenqian sat together, looked around the room, and thought of Shi Ji sleeping here last night, Wen Meng's little face rose red.

After everything was ready, Zhou Xiangchen took the pen holder and the white paper and put it on the table, and called out to the young man who was still sitting there looking at the door panel thoughtfully.

"Shi Ji, don't you want to play the pen fairy? Hurry up. Zhou Xiangchen looked at his hesitant appearance and added with a little disdain

"You can't be scared and don't want to play, right?"

Shi Ji glanced at Zhou Xiangchen, stood up and dragged the chair, and sat down at the table with one long leg.

"It's just a game, I'm afraid?"

People came over, Zhou Xiangchen didn't say any more stimulating words, and hurriedly urged people to start, just to see if Shi Ji would tremble with fear when he felt the pen moving after waiting for a while.

"Don't be afraid, let's start quickly, it's all dark."

Shi Ji, who just wanted to summon a certain little female ghost, nodded dispensably, glanced at Lu Chen, who didn't sit down, and knew that Lu Chen would not play this kind of childish game.

He didn't want to be touched by the girl, so he pinched the pen by himself, and before Wen Meng was about to raise his hand with a red face, he gave Yang Kangan a look and asked him to put his hand up.

In fact, Yang Kangan, who didn't want to play the weird game of pen fairy, rubbed his hands, and met Shi Ji's urging gaze, but he still didn't dare to say that he didn't play, so he could only raise his hand tremblingly.

After the five of them put their hands on it, Shi Ji said according to the mantra that Zhou Xiangchen said last night to summon the little female ghost.

"In the past life, in the past life, I am your present life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper."

The voice fell, and Shi Ji's eyes looked in the direction of the door, wanting to see if the little female ghost who didn't know where she ran would be summoned.

In Shi Ji's expectant gaze, Yu Shu did not float in from the outside, but several people felt the temperature in the room, and suddenly plummeted by several degrees, obviously not opening the doors and windows, but it was as if there was a cool breeze blowing on them.

Wen Meng and Kong Wenqian, who were only wearing relatively thin skirts, trembled even more, and their exposed arms were goosebumps aroused by this coldness.