A Guest in a Ghost House

Chapter 14: Accompanied by beautiful women

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In front of the ghost building, Huang Xiaolong finally let go of the hand that had been holding me all the time, and touched the void under the chin with his hand. It seemed that he realized that he didn't have a beard, so he quickly changed to touching his chin.

It took a long time before he said leisurely: "What a heavy grievance." It really looks like that, but it would be more like that if he didn't belch.

I hesitated for a while, trying to make a last effort, and said to Wu Jian: "Brother Jian, Master Jian, why don't we come next time."

Wu Jian glanced at me, but walked up without saying a word and pushed the gate of the ghost building open. Instead, Huang Xiaolong patted my back comfortingly and followed me.

The courtyard was still dilapidated, with dead branches and fallen leaves piled up. Wu Jian stood at the entrance of the courtyard, but did not go in. He whispered: "I locked the courtyard door. The chain that locked the door is gone, and the wooden board that originally sealed the door is gone."

Wu Jian's voice was flat as if he was telling an irrelevant fact, but I felt a chill down my back.

However, Huang Xiaolong took out a palm-length sword from the small bag he was carrying all the time. With a flick, the sword suddenly turned into a long sword with arms. It looked amazing, but I knew it, but It is the retractable sword that those street performers always have, but it is better to have something than nothing. Now I can only hope that the common heir of the South Mao and the North Horse can be reliable, although I really don't hold out hope.

Wu Jian glanced at the sword in Huang Xiaolong's hand, didn't speak any more, took a flashlight, stepped on the rustling dead leaves and walked towards the ghost building, Huang Xiaolong and I followed closely behind.

The moment we stepped into the hall of the ghost building, the surroundings suddenly lit up, and the dilapidated hall suddenly became full of flowers, the huge crystal chandelier was emitting a charming light, and the tables, chairs and benches were neatly placed as if they were brand new .

I shrunk my neck, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and secretly cheered myself up. Hallucinations, hallucinations, everything was an illusion. I looked at Wu Jian and Huang Xiaolong. around.

"Hey, the guests are here. Sister Hua is polite." A charming voice came, and I saw a woman in her early thirties who was wearing a cheongsam walking towards us step by step. She opened her eyes and said loudly: "Girls, here are the guests." Suddenly, there were countless delicate, charming, or cold and arrogant voices from all around.

At this moment, I even wondered if I really went to a place that I shouldn't go to. Of course, this place will never be a ghost building.

Wu Jian ordered in a low voice: "Wait and see what happens." He smiled and nodded to Sister Hua who came up.

Sister Hua walked up to him, stroked Wu Jian's chest lightly, and said, "Sit here, guest." Then she led Wu Jian to a table beside her.

I just felt that my feet were weak, and I couldn't move. Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong hugged me again, and directly pulled me to sit next to Wu Jian.

At this time, Sister Hua had already called several beauties and sat down next to us. I lowered my head and didn't dare to look around. Although I felt someone sitting next to me, I still didn't move.

"Brother, you promised to help Xiaoling find it." A familiar voice sounded beside me.

"What are you looking for?" I asked with a trembling voice.

"Look for my skin."

I was shocked all over, and a bloody monster instantly appeared in my mind. I yelled, fell backwards, and fell heavily on the ground, only then did I see the appearance of the people or ghosts around me, about 15 or 6 years old, petite, fair-skinned, and extremely pretty.

Huang Xiaolong was startled by my cry, and was about to stand up, but was stopped by a beautiful woman in a cheongsam beside her. Sister Hua walked up to me in a few steps despite being far away, and smiled at me. , but the words he said were very cold: "The guest is not satisfied with Little Bell."

Little Lingdang's pretty face immediately revealed an expression of grievance. How dare I say anything, I said incoherently: "Satisfied, satisfied, very satisfied."

Sister Hua's voice returned to normal, and she said, "It's good that you are satisfied, and Little Bell will help the guest up quickly."

Little Bell hurriedly stretched out her slender arms, trying to help me up, but I dodged and said, "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

As he said that, he quickly got up, sat on the stool in fear, and looked at Wu Jian and Huang Xiaolong with eyes for help.

Wu Jian gave Huang Xiaolong a wink, but Huang Xiaolong turned a blind eye and kept talking and laughing with the beauties beside him, but his hands on the table kept shaking, it seemed that his heart was far less calm than it appeared on the surface.

I couldn't help cursing secretly, bragging is better than anyone else, but in my heart I had to pin all my hopes on Wu Jian.

Fortunately, Wu Jian did not disappoint me. He pushed the beauties beside him to toast the wine, coughed lightly and said, "That, this. Sister Hua, did a girl named He Xiaoru come to your place not long ago?"

Sister Hua covered her mouth and giggled, but her voice was as cold as the wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell, "So you are here to find her."

Wu Jianqiang nodded himself, but didn't dare to speak for a while, it seemed that he was also very frightened.

I looked at my little bell expectantly, lowered my head, and said courageously: "I burned the paper for you, can you let her go, he is innocent."

"Innocent." When Sister Hua heard what I said, she seemed to have encountered something very funny. She laughed, and after a while, she said in a charming voice: "It is because you gave us money that we entertained you. As for that little girl, well, it's not easy."

I continued: "Then what are you going to do to let her go?"

Sister Hua said: "Oh, I have to think about it, but the spring night is short, why bother to find a little girl who has no hair yet."

The hair hasn't grown yet, so I can't help but glance at the little bell next to me who seems to be a minor.

At this time, I heard Huang Xiaolong's half-cry in surprise. I hurriedly raised my head to look up, and saw that Huang Xiaolong was covering his mouth tightly with both hands to prevent himself from making a sound. When I was surprised to find something in the teacup, I saw that beautiful woman picked out a white worm with her slender fingers, smiled shyly at Huang Xiaolong, and then put the worm on her head, and the worm was on the ground. While wriggling, it crawled into the hair and disappeared.

Sister Hua's complaining voice came out: "Si Yaner, didn't you let me raise it? No, it scared the guests."

Yan'er said aggrievedly: "Xiao Pang has been with him for nearly a hundred years. In the past, when he was itchy, it was Xiao Pang who ate up the carrion on his body." She leaned her head on Huang Xiaolong's chest and said: "Guest, you Don't blame Yan'er."

Huang Xiaolong took a look at the shiny black hair under his mouth, forced his head up, looked at me with a mournful face, and said, "No, it's not my fault."

When I saw this scene, I was completely disappointed in Huang Xiaolong, but He Xiaoru had no news, so I asked: "Sister Hua, He Xiaoru is my friend, please let him go, I will burn paper for you later, burn a lot."

Sister Hua thought for a moment and said, "Yes, but you must do the two things you promised, and you have to promise me one condition."