Cheng Pei was not annoyed. He took a photo of the two from his wallet and handed it to her. Su Kui on it was a little younger than her current age, but the delicate baby face was almost unchanged, and the little girl looked at it. After a long while, finally let go, "Her room is at No. 12 on the third floor. When you go up, be gentle, don't disturb other guests to rest, they..."
She looked at the group of black-clothed men outside, and then stopped talking, Cheng Pei said, "Thank you," and then told others to wait outside. He stepped up the stairs alone.
Cheng Pei stood in front of Gate 12 and knocked, "Xi Chun, Xi Chun? Are you asleep?"
"Are you angry with me?"
"Open the door, or wait for me to catch you, but will you be asshole?"
"Cheng Xichun?"
He knocked for a while, and the room was silent, without any reaction. At this time, Cheng Pei's heart shook, and he was a little unconfident. He was almost confused when he thought that Su Kui would not miss it.
He stepped downstairs a few steps, and walked like the wind to the front desk, "There is no response in the room. I am worried that she can't figure it out. Please give me the spare key for number 12."
"I can not… "
Cheng Pei's face was cold, "Then if something happens to her in your hotel, will you bear or not bear the consequences?!"
I have to say that Cheng Pei's seriousness is still very scary, his momentum is wide open, and the indoor air seems to drop below zero in an instant. The little girl shrinks her neck, narrows her mouth, and tremblingly takes out the key to him.
Cheng Pei grabbed it, went upstairs again, and the moment he opened the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart jumped fiercely again.
The room is empty, how about her? !
The little girl didn't have time to soothe her frightened mood. Seeing that terrifying man walked down quickly and imposingly, she shrank back and said, "What's more..."
Cheng Pei's face was as deep as the bottom of a pot, "There is no one in the room."
"Impossible! I watched her go in with my own eyes," the little girl widened her eyes, and suddenly thought of a possibility, her face turned white, "could it be..."
"What is it?" Cheng Pei caught her words and stopped, and urged: "Hurry up!"
The little girl stammered and began to tell, "Before she moved in, she asked me if there were any haunted ghost houses nearby..."
"Did you tell her?"
"Um... But, I didn't see her going out..."
When she said this, she was a little lacking in confidence. Cheng Pei already knew the whole story after hearing this. After asking the location of the old house, he pressed his lips tightly and strode into the icy night.
It didn't know when it started to snow, Su Kui lay on her back in the desolate yard, all over her body, and she didn't have the strength to move her fingers.
She thought that this ghost house that everyone feared would never be entered, so she might be frozen alive in the desolation of the twelfth winter, becoming a frozen popsicle.
From now on, the residents here would talk about her with just one sentence, "Oh, then the writer of ghost stories, I went to the ghost house in the middle of the night and never came out again."
Her incident will definitely add another layer of haze to the people's fear of ghosts and gods.
She smiled bitterly, half-closed her eyes, her eyelashes were covered with a thick layer of snowflakes, and cold blood flowed into her eyes. She felt that she was not far from being frozen to death.