At midnight, the inn was still quiet and there was no movement. Liu Yunwei couldn't stand it any longer. Her eyelids started to fight up and down, and after a while, she fell asleep in a daze.
Gong Mei looked down at the little person who was curled up on the bed and had passed out. She reached out and pulled the quilt to cover her, and then continued to stay alert and listen to the movements around her.
On the other side, Ye Qiqi was sitting on the bed, looking at Mo Hanqing sitting opposite him in boredom, yawned, and whispered: "Why hasn't that ghost come yet?"
Mo Hanqing had a book in his hand and was reading. After hearing Ye Qiqi's voice, he raised his head and glanced at her. Then he looked at the candles lit in the room. He was silent for a moment, and then said to her: " Could it be that there are candles always lit in our room, so the ghost doesn’t dare to come??”
"Is that so?" Ye Qiqi held her chin with both hands, tilted her head and looked at Mo Hanqing and asked.
"Hmm... I'm not sure either." Mo Hanqing thought for a while and continued: "It's just that in the books about ghosts and ghosts in the past, they were all written about ghosts haunting dark places with no light."
"Then let's put out the candle." Listening to his words, Ye Qiqi felt that it was very reasonable, so she directly raised her hand and flew towards the swaying candle with a burst of internal force.
With a "pop" sound, the candle's flame went out instantly.
The room that was still lit suddenly became dark.
Ye Qiqi blinked, looked at Mo Hanqing in the darkness, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Why doesn't the ghost come?"
"Your candle has just been extinguished, okay..." Mo Hanqing replied with black lines on his head.
"oh."
After about another stick of incense, just when Ye Qiqi was about to fall asleep, bursts of "squeaking, squeaking" sounds suddenly sounded in the originally quiet room.
Mo Hanqing, who was closing his eyes to rest, suddenly opened his eyes, quickly put a hand around Ye Qiqi's shoulder, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Here he comes."
"I heard it too..." Ye Qiqi's eyes flashed with excitement. After she lowered her voice and said something, she stared into the dark room with burning eyes.
Through the dim moonlight outside the window, Ye Qiqi saw the door of their room being gently pushed open, and then a white shadow drifted in.
After the shadow came in, it headed straight towards Ye Qiqi's bed.
Under the pale moonlight, Bai Ying's face was blurry and unclear, but he could vaguely see scattered long hair, some bright red blood stains, and a long tongue hanging in the air.
Tsk, it doesn’t look scary at all…
Ye Qiqi blinked and looked at the white shadow, suddenly becoming playful.
She quickly took off her outer robe, leaving only a white middle coat, then untied her bun, messed it up with her hands, then took out a bottle of potion from her sleeve robe, and quickly poured it into her hair. face.
Her originally fair and delicate face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.
"Na... life... come..." When the white shadow was about to float to the edge of their bed, it suddenly said slowly and tremblingly.
Ye Qiqi pinched her nose and suddenly let out a sharp and scary laugh. Then she turned over and flew in front of the white shadow.
"Ah-ghost!" The white shadow couldn't help but scream at the top of its lungs after seeing the face in front of her.