The time has passed twelve o'clock.
The room was quiet, Xu Jiao looked down at the position of the cup in hand. The cup that was still hot before seemed to have become a lot colder now, but the fingertips holding the cup still hurt a little, indicating that this cool air-conditioning It's just an illusion.
It is not easy for human eyes to suddenly jump into the darkness from the bright light before, so now Xu Jiao can't see anything, and Zheng Zhiyu, who was close at hand, is also engulfed by the darkness, and there is no sound at all. Presence, now integrated into the colors in this room, is more like a complete disappearance.
Sensing Xu Jiao's breath lightening, Zheng Zhiyu seemed to understand her state of vigilance for a moment, raised her hand gently, covered the part of her eyes, and touched Xu Jiao's eyes with a cold hand.
Xu Jiao tilted her head slightly, instinctively knowing who was close to her, this action seemed to be silently asking Zheng Zhiyu what was wrong.
Zheng Zhiyu didn't answer her, she just let go of covering her. Xu Jiao thought it was just a move by the other party to tease her, but she didn't expect that when she opened her eyes, everything in the room was reflected in her eyes.
It seems to have night vision in an instant.
This experience was a bit miraculous. Xu Jiao blinked several times, and suddenly saw a dark cloud slowly appear on the clean bed. At the same time, she smelled a very strong, pungent rust smell on the tip of her nose.
Xu Jiao remembered with hindsight, when Zheng Zhiyu just came out of the bathroom, Zheng Zhiyu put herself on this small sofa and didn't look at the bed from beginning to end.
turn out to be…
The unclean place is in the bed.
If other people were here, they would have been shocked by the light trip, and if they smelled the strong smell of blood in the dark, even if they were not scared crazy, their spirits would be greatly stimulated.
Only Xu Jiao seemed to have been pulled away from the feeling of fear. Not only did she not turn her eyes away, but instead focused her gaze on the position of the bed and saw the dark color slowly fade away.
Large groups, the middle part is the deepest, and the outer parts are lighter.
Combined with the smell of rust she smelled, she guessed that the color of the bed should be stained blood.
When thinking about this-
A strange sound suddenly appeared in my ear.
"Hey... a little... a little..."
It was like a broken bellows that was opened, or someone was hiding in the corner, trying hard to make a sound to remind others to pay attention, but it was just a few broken movements, but Xu Jiao felt as if she felt the same way, as if for a moment. was inflicted with great pain.
It was as if someone had been strangled by the neck.
She opened her eyes slightly and realized that the pain was not an illusion, but that her mouth and nose were suddenly blocked by some force, almost suffocating.
Zheng Zhiyu, who had been standing by her side, suddenly moved, raised his hand and patted her shoulder, which shook her off. An unspeakable coercion spread throughout the room, and some unpleasant voices sounded in Xu Jiao's ears:
"get out."
"Is this how you treat people who come to help?"
In the closed room, a gust of wind suddenly blew.
The strong bloody smell floated in front of Xu Jiao. She wanted to eat this person whose soul smelled extremely sweet, but was caught by the existence of the ghost beside her, so she could only stop not far away, facing the two Man, showing an extremely pale profile face.
Immediately afterwards, she looked at her with a terrifying look that wished she could eat Xu Jiao directly. At the same time, a slow, almost hoarse voice sounded:
"I...do appreciate your help..."
"Send someone like this to me..."
"As long as I can eat her, I can take revenge... can't I?"
Xu Jiao didn't say a word, and quietly looked at that pure black eye full of resentment, but was not affected by the extremely bad mood in that eye, and sat there calmly.
Zheng Zhiyu stared at the person not far away with only a small part of the blood stained on his body. After the extremely hoarse and unpleasant voice had fallen for a long time, he continued:
"You can try-"
"As long as you dare to touch her, I don't mind physically overtaking you."
The voice was neither light nor heavy, but the threat contained in it was clear.
Only then did Xu Jiao realize that when Zheng Zhiyu was talking to people other than herself, her voice could be so cold, instead of the way that even the ghosts would be seduced by her every moment.
Hearing Zheng Zhiyu's words, the woman looked at the blood-red wedding dress on her body, and then at Xu Jiao. After a while, she seemed to understand something, tilted her head, and said slowly:
"I... get it... she's your favorite... "
She didn't continue talking, but allowed her to say: "Okay... I won't touch her... Then you come, what are you... doing?"
Zheng Zhiyu answered this question faster: "Help you realize your wish, but you have to pay."
On her pale half-faced face, the woman's resentful eyes moved, as if judging the credibility of Zheng Zhiyu's words. She always looked at the wedding dress on Zheng Zhiyu's body, and her eyes were fixed on this beautiful woman. The red clothes swirled, I don't know whether it was envy or fear. After a long time, I heard her reply again:
"I... don't have to..."
She seemed to have too many words to say, and the emotions in her eyes surged instantly. Among them were hatred, resentment, and ridicule. Xu Jiao had never seen such completely negative eyes on a human body, and she was distracted and thought about it. , Maybe it's because ghosts are just a product of a collection of negative emotions, so they can integrate these bad existences into one.
If you think about it this way, people die like lights out, they really don’t exist anymore—
After death, no matter what, it seems that it is no longer the original person.
Thoughts flashed through her mind, Xu Jiao thought of Zheng Zhiyu next to her, she couldn't help raising her eyes slightly, looking at the figure in red standing beside her, seemingly protecting her, her thoughts couldn't help but be a little confused:
What about Zheng Zhiyu
How did she maintain such a state of being almost indistinguishable from humans
If you don't look at her bizarre abilities like penetrating objects, teleportation, and this rigid expression control, she is really different from these ghosts of emotional complexes, and she is too human.
Xu Jiao didn't realize that she was distracted at such a tense moment.
She also didn't realize that when Zheng Zhiyu was standing by her side, she would inadvertently relax and even ignore the danger in front of her, as if she knew that the existence around her would not cause her an accident.
now.
The figure not far from them moved abruptly, no longer maintaining the posture of facing them with only half of her face, but slowly turned her head around, her messy long hair was loose, and her head was loose. When the machine turned, Xu Jiao thought that this guy had some bad taste, and even wondered whether the head would fall directly to the ground in the next second.
But not.
As she turned her head, the whole face of the face slowly fell in front of the two of them. It was a... a little shocking face.
It's scary, but not because of terror.
The other half of the face is covered with scars, and there is a mark on the forehead that seems to have been carved with a knife. The bloodstains have dried up. On the originally beautiful face, there are terrible wounds, fingerprints, scald marks, and puffiness. Residues like welts.
There are also scary bruises on the pale neck.
Xu Jiao thought of the blood on the bed. She didn't know for a while whether the person was strangled or injured by a sharp blade, but she only guessed that the woman in front of her should be in extreme pain before she died.
Been abused.
Seeing Xu Jiao staring at the other half of her face, the man smiled. It was supposed to be a good-looking smile, but because of the wound on her face and the emotion in her eyes, it seemed that she was suddenly not afraid of Zheng Zhi. With Yu's presence, he took two steps forward, stared at Xu Jiao, and said with difficulty:
"You know... how did he treat me?"
Xu was because her voice was lowered and she didn't need to use her voice lines so hard, her tone became much smoother and no longer intermittent, she just said, "I've been with him for eight years, I'm so obedient, I love him— "
"But he stabbed me with a knife. He was even afraid that my screams would come out, and he strangled my neck severely."
"I'm in pain... I'm really in pain..."
Xu Jiao put the water glass in her hand on the table next to her, without checking whether it was cold or not, then, resting her chin with one hand and her elbow on the armrest of the sofa, met her resentful eyes. .
She asked the other person softly, "Why do you love him?"
The woman who was about to be approached was stopped by Xu Jiao, her expression was blank, she thought for a long time, and shook her head numbly, but in the next second a strange smile appeared:
"I love him."
"I want him to die in a foreign land like me, and stay with me forever in this place."
Xu Jiao didn't pick up the conversation again, just looked at Zheng Zhiyu next to her, maybe because she didn't put the emotion of love above anything else, so she couldn't understand such extreme love, and didn't understand why there were people Find objects in trash cans.
And wholeheartedly put himself and trust in this kind of person.
Zheng Zhiyu saw that she didn't want to stay in a place like this, so she was ready to settle the topic quickly: "Now the hotel has completely blocked this floor, you want to trick people to come in and eat their... Your own strength will get harder and harder."
"It's more likely that this hotel won't open until you're completely strong enough to leave this place."
"And he has already done such a bad thing, and he will definitely not dare to come back to this place. The possibility of you wanting him to die here is very slim."
"Okay, either take out the reward and entrust us to help you fulfill your wish, or see you again."
By the end her voice had lost patience.
The woman who revealed her scar to Xu Jiao was silent for a while, as if she was really thinking about the feasibility of what Zheng Zhiyu said. She glanced at Zheng Zhiyu's clothes with some resentment, and then stared at Ding Xu Jiao. .
After a long silence, she resumed her original hoarse voice:
"Ghost core for you..."
"I want him to be in this room within seven days."
Finished-
Her figure suddenly disappeared.
The cold air in the room also dissipated, and the lights that had been dimmed were turned on again. I saw that the hotel room was still neat and tidy, and the beds were clean and tidy. like a hallucination.
Xu Jiao pursed her lips, turned her head and said to Zheng Zhiyu, "It's over?"
Zheng Zhiyu gave her a "hmm" and reminded her, "The dormitory building should have just had a curfew now. Auntie hasn't slept yet, so it's still too late to go back."
Xu Jiao really didn't want to stay in this place.
It's a bit guilt to stay in a hotel, even if this room is a place that people can't avoid, and secondly, it's too big and soft to sleep on such a big and soft bed.
She pulled the quilt off her body and was about to take it to the bed and fold it up neatly when she saw Zheng Zhiyu took over her work and pushed her back into the small sofa. She stretched out her hand and led her downstairs.
…
The person on duty at the front desk is still the previous lady.
She was stunned when she saw Xu Jiao come out. She remembered that her male colleague had asked her which room this person was a visitor before, so she checked the surveillance camera and glanced at the floor that Xu Jiao pressed when she entered the elevator.
A few seconds later, she broke out in a cold sweat, sat on a chair, unscrewed the lid of her hot water cup, and did not recover for a long time.
Until someone patted her on the shoulder: "What are you doing? It's not hot tonight, why are you sweating so much?"
The front desk in uniform showed an ugly smile, opened his mouth, full of thoughts of resigning from this ghost place, and after a while he spat out two extremely difficult words:
"fine… "
…
"What is a ghost core?"
Under the bright street lamps on the street, Xu Jiao felt a little heat of the coming summer, dispelling the coldness she had been staying in that room for a long time. Apart from the remaining soreness in her lower abdomen, the previous memories were even more absurd.
Under the lamp, her elongated shadow was thick and black, like a bottomless vortex. When she heard her question, the shadow moved slightly, avoiding the traces of shadows that Xu Jiao and the people around her had overlapped with while walking. A melodious and melodious voice sounded softly in Xu Jiao's ears:
"you guess?"
Xu Jiao: "…"
On weekdays, she would never deal with such boring questioning tricks, but now, she looked at the increasingly prosperous night market after twelve o'clock, moved her lips, and replied in a low voice to herself:
"I guess... it's something you fed me before."
"It can protect me from the ghosts in you, right? But ordinary people won't have any side effects if they eat it? become unlucky."
Zheng Zhiyu was silent for a while, complimented her on her cleverness, and then said, "There is always a solution to everything. In fact, the best thing to resist ghost qi is the ghost core. It's amazing, isn't it?"
"The thing that exudes the cold ghost qi itself is the antidote to this cold qi."
Xu Jiao showed a thoughtful look.
I feel that this is like the kind of poisonous snake bite in the legend, there must be an antidote within five steps.
She didn't ask any further questions, but Zheng Zhiyu liked the atmosphere of chatting with her, as if the two of them were just the most ordinary couple in the world. They would go out to the night market together at night, and they would also casually chat about some daily gossip. .
The joy of hearing Xu Jiao talking to her was better than the previous nonsense in the bathroom of the hotel room.
Zheng Zhiyu secretly said that her appetite had become smaller, and she could even satisfy an appetizer like this, but when Xu Jiao walked into the campus, she took the initiative to say:
"Anything else to ask?"
Xu Jiao thought about it seriously: "You said before that she lied to people to live in that room, and then ate something from them? It seems that something was omitted in the middle."
Zheng Zhiyu replied unhurriedly, "Fear."
Xu Jiao didn't react for a while: "Huh?"
Zheng Zhiyu repeated: "What eats up is fear—she hates those men who are rambunctious, and there are always couples in the hotel, so she always likes to trick the lover on the same floor into that room, and then conjures up terror. The scene that scared the men to their knees and ate the fear they were born with."
"She is a collection of negative emotions, so she has been staring at you just now, wanting to see your fear."
Xu Jiao said softly, "Ah, let her down."
After being so quiet for a while, Xu Jiao said again: "Does she want the man who betrayed her and killed her to be deceived into the hotel to be killed? This kind of thing seems to be illegal."
At that time, she was passing through a campus path with no people.
The unknown trees planted on the trail were like clusters of bushes, and they became bizarre in the dark street lights of the campus, and a twisted shadow on the ground covered Xu Jiao's figure.
There was no one around, so Zheng Zhiyu came out again, lying lazily on Xu Jiao's back, as if she was coquettishly asking her to carry her back, and there was a little smile in her low voice:
"You can't trust me like that?"
"You have said that you are not allowed to do illegal crimes, how can I be willing to disobey my will?"
Xu Jiao was caught by her unpredictable and unthinking love words, and her steps stopped for no reason.
Seeing her reaction, Zheng Zhiyu knew that she had fallen unwittingly, and her mood improved for no reason, but without her complacently starting to molest, Xu Jiao continued calmly:
"Oh? So what are you planning to do?"
Listening to her pulling the topic back to the original part, Zheng Zhiyu lost the best time to tease her, and at the same time with a little regret, she sold her off: "You will know when the time comes."
She dragged her tone, as if she was a little dissatisfied with Xu Jiao's always catching an outsider and asked, with some obvious perfunctory in her voice: "Are there any other questions?"
Xu Jiao: "Yes."
Zheng Zhiyu: "?"
Xu Jiao said seriously: "Didn't you say that this part-time job can make money? What about the money?"
Zheng Zhiyu: "..."
Thinking that the female ghost had automatically used the ghost core as the transaction reward by default, she felt a vague headache, and subconsciously began to change the subject: "Don't you want to know how the woman in the hotel died just now?"
Xu Jiao said indifferently: "I just want to know how to make money now."
Zheng Zhiyu hugged her shoulders from the back and tightened her fingertips, as if she had a guilty conscience. After a few seconds, she flattered and said, "I see, I know, next time we take orders from humans, Is that okay?"
Xu Jiao: "…"
She asked slowly: "So... if I don't ask this question today, you are going to continue to lead me into the ditch, and only earn the ghost core of ghosts, not make money, right?"
Zheng Zhiyu, a ghost with a good voice, suddenly started coughing violently as if he had contracted the cold, trying to get the topic out of the way.
Xu Jiao didn't plan to let her go at all: "As for the reason why you want to get the ghost core... I don't need to go further, right?"
This Specter has only one purpose from beginning to end—
day her.
Xu Jiao thought of the ending that she was almost empty of money and money, so she wished she could immediately take out the talisman paper from her pocket and stick it hard on the face of this guy who was a ghost on the surface and a ghost on the inside.
Zheng Zhiyu's purpose was exposed, and he tried to find a high-sounding excuse for himself. Before he could say anything, he saw Xu Jiao's right hand draw a picture in the air, and the talisman he had seen before was quickly formed in the air.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she was enveloped by a golden streamer.
This speed is much faster than when I was in the hotel before.
Zheng Zhiyu looked at her familiar ending, saw Xu Jiao leave without hesitation, and cried to her, "Jiaojiao..."
"baby… "
"Listen to my explanation..."
However, the only person facing her was Xu Jiao's receding back.
…
After one o'clock in the morning.
Xu Jiao slept in the dormitory for a long time, when a bone-piercing cold suddenly hit her back, waking her up from her sleep.
Just as she was about to turn around, someone grabbed her waist. The guy who was lying behind her and was trying to squeeze the student's bed with her didn't have the slightest bit of self-awareness, and whispered in her ear:
"Go to sleep, I won't disturb you anymore."
Xu Jiao was pressed against her coldness, she raised her hand and pulled the quilt on her shoulders a little higher, and hooked her feet behind the quilt, as if she was kicking someone out of her own quilt. Zheng Zhiyu noticed this. This kind of little act of driving away, inexplicably made it a bit cute.
Smiling, she kissed the back of Xu Jiao's neck and whispered, "I was wrong, don't be angry."
Zheng Zhiyu's actions were domineering and strong, but her voice was extremely soft. Seeing that Xu Jiao was unmoved, she didn't know if she was asleep or was too lazy to take care of herself, so she added in a low voice:
"I like you, so I want to be close to you."
"I want to hug you and rub you into my blood, so that we can never be separated."
There was explicit lust in her gentle voice. Just listening to her say that, Xu Jiao felt her bones were a little flaky. I wonder if it was the aftermath of the nonsense in the hotel today.
He was obviously very possessive and even had some paranoid words, but he didn't know what was going on, but Zheng Zhiyu was able to tell the delusion that he was affectionate.
Xu Jiao woke up in the middle of the night, her thoughts wandered for a while, and she remembered the woman she saw in the hotel. In the quiet dormitory, Zhou Qili and Qian Ai were both asleep, only her voice sounded softly:
"How... how did you become like this?"
Zheng Zhiyu hugged her and thought for a while: "I don't remember."
But soon, she folded her arms and said slowly with that satisfied laughter: "But seeing you, I think..."
"I should die from a peony flower."