Otherworldly Merchant

A memorial service at the hotel is an innovation, and the owner of the hotel certainly doesn't like it, so the security guards are blowing people up!

Relatives of the deceased were more agitated than security guards, yelling that the hotel had killed people, and now it was time to get justice back.

It was not known who had called the police, and shortly thereafter a police officer came to take away the mess and asked the security guard to inform the owner to come back to the police station to investigate the situation.

At first glance, the guests went back to the room, and I waited for everyone to leave before walking to the front of the room.

The legacy is a very young girl, and it's a shame to die at a very good age. I decided to go in and take a look at what the receptionist said about haunts.

Fortunately, it was so violent that nobody remembered to close this room. I couldn't help but tremble as soon as I stepped in, it seemed they were telling the truth!

With the quick-fighting mind, I drew peach blossoms and held them in my hand, and I had more than enough to abuse the average kid with it.

At this point, the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees again, and it seemed like the ghost inside couldn't help but sit in bed and pretend to lie down to sleep.

I just lay halfway down, a white shadow fell from the ceiling, but I was on guard, one rolling in place, and I got up and I saw her with only white eyes.

Looks like a ghost. I can't stand to grow up. The whole person jumps out of bed and then points at her with a peach blossom and drinks: “Why hurt people! ”

She ignored me at all, shouted terribly, and jumped at me again. I hurriedly threw the peach blossom at her. Who knew that her body automatically had a gap, waiting for the peach blossom to pass through and quickly heal.

I didn't realize that even Peach Blossom couldn't conquer her. I remembered my own carelessness, so I had to punch her in the face. Then he turned his eyes and saw the dressing mirror at the door of the room. He jumped a few steps and smashed the mirror with his bare hands, lifting one of them to the ghost.

Mirrors can exorcise evil since ancient times, but many people don't know how to use them. They are often placed in the wrong place. Instead of acting as an exorcist, they exorcise evil. Many people will not dare to use mirrors to exorcise evil at will for a long time.

In fact, mirrors are a good exorcism. Mirrors have reflected light, which can cause nervous breakdown and even hallucinations for a long time, but this reflected light is more effective against ghosts!

In the mirror, the ghost screamed and wanted to run, but just ran to the window and was bounced back by something invisible.

I was slightly stunned, and then I reacted. The reason she did evil was because she couldn't get out of this place. Over time, the resentment grew and grew, not harming anyone!

Seeing that she couldn't escape, the ghost shouted at me with her teeth, but she dared not attack again.

I grabbed the mirror and I told her I could help her get out of here.

She doesn't seem to understand me, or she whimpers at me. I had to guard her while I looked in the room.

Since the ghost can't escape, there must be some form of formation or some kind of machine in this room.

I haven't noticed anything in the room for so long, so the biggest possibility is what's in the room!

Soon I went over what was on the bright side, and there was only one bed left.

A ghost stared at me, and I didn't dare look at the bottom of the bed. Fortunately, there's a little shelf in the room where guests hang their clothes, and I pull it over and look under the bed.

And then I found out that the bed was solid, and there was no room down there, and then I looked into the bathroom.

Seems odd is in the bathroom. Seeing me drumming beside the bathroom, the ghost suddenly got excited and tried to jump on it several times, but hesitated.

Looks like there's something really frightening her here, and she's afraid to come over. I checked it out in the bathroom with confidence. Glass decks, bathrooms, showers, one at a time are all normal.

Finally, I looked at the toilet lid...

You don't think so, do you? However, the toilet lid was opened and a patchy bone was found in the empty toilet slot.

This bone is too small to tell where it is, but it's basically skull bones that hold the soul.

I showed it in front of the ghost with a bone, and she yelled at me with excitement. Looks like it. I put up a yin parasol to protect myself and looked at the spell on the spiritual charm.

Turns out it's just a simple soul-eating spell, taking a skull of the dead, accompanied by a spell that traps the soul of the dead. Of course, it's easy to break the spell, just tear the token off.

I don't know who has such a big vendetta with a woman, but I can't believe I want her dead. No wonder this ghost becomes so fierce.

I shook my head and unraveled the token at will. As soon as the ghost sees the spirit expire, she turns around and rushes to the window.

I hurried up, and luckily it was just the third floor, and I landed safely with a couple of air conditioning covers, and then I followed up with the smell of a ghost.

It took me half a day to find something wrong, the hotel environment was dark, and it wasn't surprising that a ghost appeared. But it's sunny out there. Does she really dare come out?

When I think of my thighs, I turn around and run towards the hotel. When I get back to the hotel, I see the whole third floor is black, and there are screams from the guests...

I rushed up to the third floor and rescued the guests trapped by black gas before returning to the room I had just been in.

Without the charm paper, the suppressed ghost saw me come back without any fear. Instead, she shook her hands and teeth at me.

I can't wait to slap myself, my hands are so cheap!

However, the ghost even tried to kill the saving benefactor. She didn't have much luck. There was still a packet of cock ju sand blood prepared when she was dealing with Aggie just before. I took it out of the bag and threw it directly on her.

“Ah!”

The ghost was like an electric shock bouncing off the ground and then screaming for a while, but I didn't pity her any more, rushing up to cover her with a yin parasol, and then quickly reciting the spell.

I didn't stop until she turned to ash.

When I went downstairs, I heard those two girls at the front desk whispering, and they were talking about how bad ghosts really are.

I couldn't help but whisper. People's hearts are much scarier than ghosts, but people's hearts can hide, and ghosts can't hide...