Life is like a book
Legend has it that between the two worlds of yin and yang, there is such a hotel.
It is not governed by the two worlds of yin and yang, and it can also protect the wandering soul from the suffering of reincarnation.
But the innkeeper has a strange temper and does not take anything,
Instead, I want you to tell him a story.
If he nods in satisfaction, you can stay in a hotel and be completely detached.
If he is not satisfied, even if he is the reincarnation of Da Luo Immortal, he will not be able to take half a step.
A person's life is like a book.
A person's appearance is the cover, the person's name is the title of the book, and life is the content of the book.
Everyone's life is a story.
Ye Chen is no exception, he has become the master of this place in a daze,
We won't tell his story for now.
Let's start with the story of his first day as an innkeeper.
As the name suggests, Ye Chenren is clean and tidy, which originally describes hygiene.
But it is also quite appropriate to use it on him.
Today is his first day of opening a store, and he's bored.
I don't know what the first guest was like.
"Dingding!"
The bell on the gate rang,
Someone pushed the door in.
"Is this the Wanjie Hotel?"
The person who came looked ordinary, and there was still fear on his face before he died.
Ye Chen knocked on the table and caught his attention.
"You know the rules, right?" Ye Chen said lazily.
I don't know what kind of story he has.
"Yes." Speaking of this, the man's face turned straight.
"Let's get started, then." Ye Chen pointed to the stool at the front desk.
The man sat down honestly and began to tell his story.
"Actually, I'm an online anchor......"
With a man's voice,
Ye Chen slowly sank into his mind and entered the story.
This is his ability as a hostel,
You can completely substitute the scene of the story and experience the real feelings and thoughts at that time.
Ye Chen opened his eyes and found that he was holding his mobile phone for live broadcast.
He just moved today, so he thought about trying to organize his new home livestream.
Ye Chen secretly complained in his heart, no wonder there were only a dozen people in the live broadcast room,
looks average, there is no live content, of course it can't be popular.
The body continues, following the story that has already happened.
Ye Chen looked at the live broadcast room,
There were only a dozen people watching, wondering if I had turned off the live broadcast.
Suddenly, there were several barrages in the live broadcast room.
Shuk Aircraft 233: "Anchor, there's a human face on the window of your house. ”
As soon as these words came out, the barrage in the entire live broadcast room became active.
I'm no longer a man: "Where? Where is it? ”
Whitebeard 123: "Anchor, is your house haunted?" ”
Shuk Aircraft 233: "Really, I really saw a face, a grimace!" ”
Ye Chen suddenly felt a wave of fear, and he knew that this was the real emotion of that person at that time.
In order to fully immerse himself, he forced himself to forget the identity of the owner of the Ten Thousand Worlds Inn.
He stared at the live barrage and didn't dare to look back at the window.
"Brothers, brothers, don't joke, I'm on the fifth floor." Ye Chen trembled with fear and said.
The barrage in the mobile phone is wave after wave, refreshing rapidly,
The number of people in the live broadcast room suddenly rose from dozens to hundreds, which is the real number.
"Anchor, take a look, that face is still there!"
"The anchor is chong, and he is upright!"
"There's something wrong with your family, it looks eerie."
"Don't dare to watch it, slip away first, and watch the news tomorrow."
"The anchor is awesome, the live broadcast of the spirit, the second generation of Ake!"
"If you don't look at the anchor, that face will run away!"
"Fart, I think he's going to come in!"
As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen became more and more afraid.
It's hard to find a cheap and well-decorated house,
Now that there are ghosts, Ye Chen is a little unwilling.
I'm still a little unsure if the barrage is wrong.
Seeing the rising number of people and the gifts floating on the screen, Ye Chen's courage spontaneously grew.
"Starve the faint-hearted, hold the bold."
How can you be on fire with cringe!
"As soon as the gifts come on, brothers, I'll go!"
Ye Chen turned around cautiously, took his mobile phone and slowly walked towards the window.
It was pitch black in the window,
Now, with every step he took, he felt the faces of the people in the window become clearer.
But stimulated by the barrage and gifts, Ye Chen quickened his pace,
With his eyes closed, he pushed hard, and the window was pushed open directly.
After a few seconds he opened his eyes,
The street lamp outside shone through, and from that point of view, it did look a bit like a human eye.
There was a false alarm, and Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
He picked up his phone and explained:
"See it or not, it's just a matter of the lights, there can't be ghosts."
Hearing his explanation and the picture in the live broadcast room, the barrage sighed.
"It's boring, I thought I could really see the hell, so I slipped away."
"Slipped, cleared."
"It's boring, can I return the card?"
Seeing the number of people and the barrage falling rapidly, Ye Chen suddenly had the idea that there really was a ghost.
Just when he was about to close the live broadcast, the barrage suddenly began to swipe the screen again.
"Damn, what was that?"
"A white thing floated out of the house!"
"I saw it too!"
"Damn, there really is a ghost!"
"That white thing seems to be going up there."
"Anchor, hurry upstairs and have a look!"
"Rush, there's something wrong upstairs!"
Ye Chen saw the barrage of swiping the screen and the number of people who began to skyrocket again, this time he was not afraid,
On the contrary, I was a little excited,
Ye is going to be on fire!
"Brothers, don't worry, I'll go up when I wait a little more."
He was a little suspicious that he had made a mistake again, so he wanted to take the opportunity to increase the number of people.