"Amitabha, I finally found you, hehehe!"
After saying this, the old Taoist began to rub the screen vigorously with his hands. This thing was damaged by Boss Zhou before, and now even if it gets into the mirror, it is not as agile as before. The boss was able to break the mirror to force this thing out before, and the old Taoist felt that he could do it too.
As he was rubbing, the old Taoist suddenly froze. He recalled what he had just said, and suddenly felt a chill on his back, and then he swallowed subconsciously.
No way…
This must be just a coincidence.
Yes, it was because I heard the previous words on the phone that I had an impression of it in my mind, so I blurted it out just now.
Yes,
That's definitely the case.
There is another possibility, which I dare not think about, I really dare not think about.
As he rubbed, a layer of dirt and black mud like the one on the body of a person who had not taken a bath for a long time was rubbed up. The old Taoist pinched it between two fingers and then pulled it out with all his strength.
"I found it!"
At the same time, the old Taoist, who had recovered from his shock, remembered to call for help.
Xu Qinglang ran over immediately and saw the Taoist grabbing something from the phone. He immediately came to his senses and watched from the side, fearing that the thing would run away again.
Zhou Ze finally pulled his nails out of the ground and breathed a sigh of relief. In the fairy tales and TV dramas he had seen before, people would turn everything into dust with a wave of their hands, or even cause mountains to collapse, the ground to crack, and water to flow backwards. Dou Zong masters were truly terrifying...
When it was my turn, I realized that the gap between fantasy and reality was really huge. After just a short while, I was already feeling a little sore in my waist.
The old Taoist pulled the thing out and held it down tightly with both hands. In fact, you couldn't feel its existence, and even the gaps between his hands were so tight that it seemed as if there was nothing inside.
But there is indeed a feeling that stimulates you, that wet, slippery and slightly cold feeling, which keeps telling you that there is actually something in your palm.
"Boss, here you go!"
Seeing Zhou Ze coming, the old Taoist immediately stood up and handed this "hot potato" to Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to catch it, and it was a black ball, no, it was more like a black rag. But to be on the safe side, Zhou Ze directly pierced it in the middle with his fingernail, like piercing a kebab. This thing was really good at running and hiding.
Any soul-related play seemed to be restrained by Zhou Ze's nails. After being pierced by Zhou Ze's nails, this guy kept "spinning" and "jumping".
Looks very painful.
"what do you… … … "
Before Zhou Ze finished his first question,
All I heard was the sound of a balloon bursting.
The black thing stuck on the fingertip suddenly exploded and turned into wisps of green smoke.
“… …” old Taoist.
“… …”Xu Qinglang.
The old Taoist had a thousand MMPs in his mind but he didn't know whether to say them or not, but the strong desire to survive made him swallow his words. The old Taoist had already understood the way of the heart very well, and he immediately said:
"Boss, this guy is too stubborn. He would rather die than surrender."
He would not accuse Zhou Ze of ruining the other party. He and others had been busy for so long but had not even asked a single question.
Xu Qinglang took a deep breath. He wanted to curse, but was too lazy to do so.
"Sorry." Zhou Ze was a little embarrassed. Everyone spent so much energy trying to catch this thing, but in the end, something went wrong in his hands. "I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable."
The three of them returned to the living room. The atmosphere was a little dull. They thought things had turned around and a breakthrough seemed to have come, but with that voice:
"Pah",
The whole thing is back to square one.
"Boss, at least we are sure of one thing, that is, there must be something fishy going on with this hotel!"
The old Taoist said this very seriously and solemnly, not feeling that he was saying anything nonsense at all.
"Should we rest now or go take a bath?" Xu Qinglang asked.
"Let's rest first. It's almost eight o'clock now. We can take another bath around one or two in the morning." Zhou Ze said, looking at the time.
The three of them did not go back to the room to rest, but just lay on the sofa and tatami in the living room. In fact, Zhou Ze wanted to go back to the room to sleep, but Xu Qinglang and the old Taoist were obviously unwilling. The old Taoist was shameless anyway and insisted on following the boss. Although Xu Qinglang said no, his body was still very honest.
With Zhou Ze by his side, at least there is someone to confront problems head-on, but once he is alone, he is often in a mess.
The old Taoist didn't say anything about that because he thought it might be a coincidence, and he felt a little uneasy.
At about eleven o'clock, the Taoist priest was awakened by the urge to urinate. He didn't dare to go to the bathroom. Firstly, the bathroom was haunted today. The Taoist priest was afraid that when he was peeing, the family of three next to him would suddenly come out and look for their heads on the ground, which would scare him into impotence.
Secondly, there are too many horror stories and movies about accidents that happen while peeing or urinating. Knowing that there are dangers nearby, people still choose to be alone, and they still have to be careful during critical moments, which often puts themselves in danger.
So, the old Taoist reached out and took an empty mineral water bottle from the coffee table, ready to solve the problem directly in the living room.
Just as the Taoist priest unbuckled his belt and was about to turn on the faucet, he saw Zhou Ze sitting on the sofa opposite him, looking at him with his eyes open.
The Taoist priest was so frightened that he stopped moving and said a little embarrassedly, "Boss, are you awake?"
"I can't sleep." Zhou Ze said.
The old Taoist suddenly realized, yes, he couldn't sleep at night without Bai Yingying, he actually forgot about it.
Zhou Ze stood up, lit a cigarette, walked to the front of the living room, facing the bathroom, pointed inside and said, "I'll watch, you can go in."
move,
Very touched,
One hundred percent, extremely touching!
The old Taoist almost wanted to shed tears. The boss has changed, really changed. He now takes care of his subordinates and cares for the elderly and widowed people.
Although it seems a little late to know these truths now after two lifetimes, but... it's worth it!
The boss is actually willing to help me pee at night!
The old Taoist had a lot of thoughts in his mind. Of course, it was indeed Zhou Ze's unintentional action, and it really touched him deeply.
"Okay, boss."
The old Taoist immediately went into the bathroom.
The door is not closed.
Standing next to the toilet, the old Taoist can see Zhou Ze in the living room, and Zhou Ze can also see him, so he feels very safe!
This feeling is so great!
"The boss lights the lamp to illuminate the ghost's door, so that the lost ghost can find the way back;
The boss lights a lamp to illuminate the ghost's future, and uses a little light to cool the ghost's heart... "
The old Taoist was in a good mood, humming a little tune, slowly turning on his faucet, looking for the most comfortable angle, and then began to brew.
As I get older,
It is inevitable that the faucet will rust.
So singing now is also to relieve the embarrassment. Otherwise, wouldn’t the boss be very curious if I stand by the toilet for a long time and don’t hear the sound of water splashing
At this time, Zhou Ze's cell phone rang. He lowered his head and found that it was still the unknown number.
The cause of the whole incident actually came from this unknown phone call. It was like a thread that kept pulling him and others to this hotel to investigate the affairs of this hotel.
It was true that there were problems with the hotel, but Zhou Ze felt uncomfortable and disliked the feeling of being led by the nose all the time.
But no matter what, Zhou Ze still answered the phone.
Next,
The phone came with some words that I was tired of hearing:
“Save me… Save me… I’m at Jiangjun Mountain… Save me… Save me… Please… Save me…”
It seems that his opening remarks are always the same.
Zhou Ze felt like cursing. If this guy was in front of him, Zhou Ze would probably step forward and slap him.
Really, could you give me some, slightly useful information
"I'm at Jiangjun Mountain." Zhou Ze replied weakly.
But this time, it seems different.
Because of the voice on the other end of the phone,
It was like I suddenly understood how to communicate.
He actually changed his previous Xianglin Sao-style speech:
“Really? You’re here? Are you really here? Are you really here? Really?”
"Yes, I'm here. Where are you? How can I save you?"
Zhou Ze took a snack and felt a little hopeful.
“Haha… I’m glad you’re here… That’s great… That’s great… Thank you for saving me… Really… Thank you… I’m very grateful to you… I’m very, very grateful to you…”
I said a lot of words of thanks,
But there is still no useful information at all.
Zhou Ze interrupted the other party's endless thanks and said directly:
"Tell me something useful, or I'll go straight back tomorrow morning."
"Something useful... ah... yes... I'm sorry... there's something wrong with my brain..."
I knew this a long time ago.
"Oh... I woke up... I remembered... how you were supposed to save me... Oh no... you were supposed to save us..."
"Hurry up."
"That is... you are here to accept the punishment and suffering on our behalf... then we... then we can... escape from the sea of suffering..."
Zhou Ze's eyes fixed.
Just then,
The voice on the phone suddenly sped up:
"Is it surprising
Are you surprised
Do you want it
Let me give you some red wine first.
Celebrate?"
wine
Zhou Ze frowned slightly.
At this moment,
After a long period of preparation, the old Taoist finally released the water.
There was a "rustling" sound.
Just like the first thing most people do after taking a shit on the toilet is to look back at their poop.
The old Taoist also habitually lowered his head to take a look at his lower body.
Then the old Taoist's expression suddenly changed.
He found that he urinated.
It's blood.
Bright red blood!