I have been practicing Taoism for ten years, but you told me that Taoism is all fake.

Jiang Chen's brows frowned, although this hotel was cold, he did not feel the existence of yin qi.

After a hundred years of practice, he is particularly sensitive to Yin Qi and can roughly sense ghosts within ten meters of his body.

At the moment, he didn't notice the presence of any powerful ghosts around, but maybe he hid now and came out at night.

"Thanks for the reminder, I remembered." Jiang Chen took Big Yellow and walked towards the other end of the corridor.

Just after Jiang Chen turned to leave, the aunt in the bar suddenly grinned.

An extremely weird smile appeared.

Jiang Chen sensed a trace of coolness coming from his back, he hurriedly turned around, and found that there was nothing on his back, and the aunt also sat back in place again to sew the sweater.

On such a hot day, and sewing sweaters, this aunt is really strange.

Jiang Chen's room is 508, he looked at the room number, looking for it one by one.

At the end of the corridor there is a large round exhaust fan that makes a creaking sound and feels like it will fall at any moment.

There was some plastic trash on the ground, a lot of cigarette butts, and a few rats munching on something by the wall.

Jiang Chen walked over quickly and found his own room.

The door lock is the kind of old-fashioned round twisting handle.

Click.

After the key was inserted into the keyhole, Jiang Chen twisted open the wooden door.

Squeak, the moment he pushed the door open, a strong smell of disinfectant water wafted over, Jiang Chen thought that this store was also dark, the environment was too bad, it seemed that there was no business, I really don't know how to operate.

Entering the room, the white quilt cover on the bed was folded quite neatly, a small LCD TV hung on the wall without the slightest decoration, the kettle on the small wooden table by the window was still plugged in, and the light in the toilet was on, there was no peculiar smell, which Jiang Chen was relatively satisfied with.

Jiang Chen took off the bag on Big Yellow and put it on the bedside table, and then he lay on the bed, emptying himself to recharge for the next battle.

Rhubarb found a suitable position by the bed and also lay there to rest.

Time passed quickly, and it was already dark outside the window.

When the time on the mobile phone came to twelve o'clock, there were gradually more sounds in the originally silent room.

Jiang Chen was confused when he heard the sound of marbles colliding and bouncing from the ceiling.

He immediately woke up and stood up directly.

I don't know when the curtains have been drawn, and the room is dark, and five fingers are missing.

There was a faint sliding sound under the bed, and it seemed that a hand was reaching around, trying to grab something.

Jiang Chen instinctively retracted the foot placed outside the quilt into the quilt.

There were slight footsteps outside the door, there seemed to be someone pacing back and forth in the hallway, and the door lock would shake gently every few seconds and make a slight shaking sound.

Jiang Chen's breathing became slightly rapid, he felt it carefully, and did not perceive the existence of Yin Qi, at this moment, a creaking sound came, and the next room seemed to be cutting something.

Tick Tick!

The faucet in the bathroom began to drip water, Jiang Chen immediately turned on the bedside lamp, and then went to tighten the faucet, obviously it had been tightened, but the water droplets still ticked non-stop.

Purr......

The kettle began to boil, and strangely, the plug was not plugged into the socket at all.

Jiang Chen hurriedly ran to check what was going on with the hot water kettle, and just as he ran over, the bathroom door suddenly closed and made a loud bang.

This loud noise startled Jiang Chen!

Jiang Chen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and there was a trace of panic in his heart, but he could still maintain his composure.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, the yin qi in the bathroom is extremely heavy, and it is easy to attract ghosts, especially at twelve o'clock you can't turn your back to the mirror in the bathroom.

Because when you turn your head, you'll see a woman with long hair smiling at you.

This is the mirror ghost, which specializes in hiding in the mirror to harm people.

Creak.

The bathroom door was pushed open.

There was nothing inside, and Jiang Chen held his breath and walked to the bathroom.

Jiang Chen took out a piece of talisman paper, his expression solemn, clamped on his fingers, when he passed the washing station, he turned his head to look at the mirror, and there was nothing abnormal.

He exhaled a long breath.

Right now!

Jingle bell ~ Jingle bell ~

The landline in the room suddenly rang.

Jiang Chen frowned, and after hesitating, he still answered the phone.

"Young man, it's me, I'm the aunt during the day, how are you, it's okay."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, and he said angrily, "Lady! Are you sure that this situation now is what you said is a bit lively at night?!

"Hehe, I'm used to it, isn't that quite lively? You tell me? "Auntie seems to live next door, because Jiang Chen heard her voice.

"Young man, I called to remind you, don't open the door, don't leave the hotel!" Otherwise life will be in danger!

"Okay, I see, thanks." Jiang Chen hung up the phone, and

at this time, a fishy smell came in.

At the crack of the door, a stream of liquid slowly flowed into the room, and the fishy smell immediately aggravated.

The doorknob vibrated even more, and there was a scratching sound on the door.

The sound was harsh, and it was mixed with the sound of help.

Jiang Chen frowned, he recalled what the eldest lady had told him during the day, after twelve o'clock, don't leave this hotel, otherwise your life will be in danger.

Jiang Chen's face sank, at this time, the scratching sound outside the door was more intense, but it did not attract Big Yellow's attention, but it slept very deeply, without any movement.

Others don't know Big Yellow, but Jiang Chen knows that it is pretending to sleep, and once it encounters danger, Big Yellow always sleeps.

At this moment, jingle bells, jingle bells.

The landline rang again.

Jiang Chen answered the phone.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

There was only a chaotic sound of electricity.

Jiang Chen's brows furrowed, and he was about to hang up the phone when a woman's crying voice suddenly came from the phone.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, the crying of the woman in the landline was particularly strange, even if Jiang Chen was a Taoist priest, he felt extremely mad.

"Save... I.

"They, they want to kill me, save me."

"Don't look for me, call 110!" Jiang Chen hung up the phone after speaking, but there was still the sound of a woman crying in the landline.

Jiang Chen's breathing became rapid, and this ghost really had an iron heart to entangle him.

At this time, a dazzling red light shone on the compass, and Jiang Chen immediately took the compass and found that the pointer was turning wildly.

The old zombie finally appeared.

Jiang Chen leaned over, pasted an exorcism talisman on Big Yellow's body, picked up the compass and walked out.

As soon as the door opened, a cool breeze blew from his back, and he noticed that his shoes were a little tugged on the ground, and he looked down and found a long trail of blood on the ground.

Suddenly, the flickering light bulbs were actually unified at the moment when Jiang Chen went out.

At the other end of the corridor, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and no one could be seen, only water-stained footprints constantly appeared on the floor, rapidly approaching Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen felt that a cloud of yin qi was approaching, and he immediately frowned and took out an exorcism talisman from his arms.

Squeak.

The exhaust fan in the corridor suddenly accelerated its rotation, and the cry of a woman sobbing suddenly came from the corridor.

The footprints were getting closer and closer to Jiang Chen, and the temperature around them was getting lower and lower.

Jiang Chen pinched the talisman paper and carefully walked towards the other end of the corridor.

At this moment, a yin wind blew through, and with a bang, there was an extra water-stained footprint on Jiang Chen's golden Chelsea.