It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

Suddenly Qiaojin was so scared that he couldn't breathe, Liang Yueyang suddenly grabbed his hand and punched that face.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before." Liang Yueyang said in a light and cold voice.

Qiao Jin glared at him: "I haven't seen as many as you."

"It's not all filming." Liang Yueyang's tone was flat, and the palm of his hand suddenly burst into a violent red light.

"Forget it, there is a certain electric tube, there is no scary appearance at all, and there are three circles of people around the filming set." Qiao Jin complained angrily.

The red light spread, and the three or four ghosts who appeared in front of them were shaken to the wall. They had frightened expressions and flashed to the bottom of the wall together.

At the same time, there was the sound of the door opening.

"Someone came in?" Qiao Jin approached Liang Yueyang in surprise, "Didn't you say there was a seal on the door?"

Liang Yueyang's eyes were full of coldness, he slowly looked around the corner, and put out one foot first.

Soon, a young woman appeared in front of the two wearing well-fitting work clothes and a simple bun. She was neat and tidy, with a gentle smile: "Excuse me, gentlemen, the phone left at the front desk cannot be reached. I called No one opened the door, but when you push it, the door will open."

Qiao Jin looked at her from top to bottom, and whispered to Liang Yueyang, "It doesn't look like a ghost."

Liang Yueyang moved his shoulders, and Qiao Jin immediately understood: "What's the matter?"

"Sir, you dropped your wallet at the front desk." The woman lowered her head respectfully, stretched her hands forward, and held a brown men's wallet in her hands.

Qiao Jin was taken aback, and hurriedly touched his pocket: "I remember I put it away."

"Maybe it was careless." The standard of the woman's smile seemed to have been trained.

"I happened to find that I couldn't get in touch with the front desk on the phone." Liang Yueyang stared at the woman intently, "Please try."

"Okay." The woman smiled appropriately, walked to the phone between the two beds, bent down and started dialing the front desk.

The eyes of the two people on the side of the two beds near the bathroom were all attracted to her. Under Liang Yueyang's signal, Qiao Jin pushed the single bed with his legs fiercely, and the bed made a heavy "creak", and an impact hit the woman. Her calf, she staggered, pressed it hastily, and pressed her hand on the Buddhist scriptures.

With the sound of bubbling water, the woman let out a miserable howl, cast her vicious eyes, her cheeks were covered with black lines, and the teeth in her mouth were stuck with suspicious filth.

Qiao Jin was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, Liang Yueyang raised his hand, his eyes were lifeless, the woman smiled strangely, her eyes were so red that they almost dripped blood.

The alarm bell sounded frantically in his heart, and Qiao Jin subconsciously said: "Hide!"

Liang Yueyang stepped away the moment he opened his mouth, and there was severe pain in his neck and jaw, and a purple-red arm brushed against his face.

If you don't hide in time, your whole head will roll on the ground now.

"Unbelievable thing." A man-like heavy voice scolded, and the woman screamed and ran to the door.

Liang Yueyang dodged this, slapped the glass behind him without any fuss, and immediately retreated, with a muffled groan coming from inside.

The two retreated to the road surrounded by glass, and happened to notice that the woman opened the door in front of the mirror and hid in.

"Fuck, it came in through the glass just now." Qiao Jin cursed, and anxiously flipped through the backpack that he hadn't had time to take off. There were emergency medicines in it.

The injury this time was not serious, Liang Yueyang took the medicine powder in his hand, covered the wound with a slap, and sighed softly: "Don't look in the mirror."

"Don't remind me, the more you don't let me watch it, the more you want to watch it." Qiao Jin's voice was unsteady, and he swallowed hard, "What can I do?"

"Watch my performance." Liang Yueyang looked lightly at the monster coming out of the bathroom glass.

Qiao Jin stuffed things back silently: "Don't say this in a serious tone."

Afraid that he really looked in the mirror, Liang Yueyang pushed him to the Buddhist scriptures on the phone, and stepped on the bed by himself.

The monster looked 1.9 meters tall, its cheeks were like old tree bark, its eyes were extremely dark, and its muscles were bulging, but there was an obvious wooden depression on its chest, which was the effect of the palm just now.

"You smell better than everyone who came in before." The monster's tone was intoxicated, and he looked at Liang Yueyang with crazy eyes, "I couldn't kill you just now, so let's eat it alive."

"I'm sorry," Liang Yueyang turned on tiptoe, expressionless, "I'm harder to digest than all of them combined."

As soon as the words fell, Liang Yueyang had already appeared in front of the monster. The red wooden board in the palm of his right hand was shining blood-colored light, and he slapped the monster's neck fiercely.

With a "crack", the monster's head moved two inches above its neck, and its body and head appeared scattered.

"It didn't fall." Liang Yueyang stood where he was, and punched him in the hollow of his chest with his left hand.

The monster took two steps back, and swung its muscular arm, only to see that the arm, which was the color of dried blood, fell off, and there was a decadent smell in the air.

Liang Yueyang walked past, frowning: "Pull up the water paste."

The taste of water-dispensing syrup is very similar to that of sulfur soap. Yun Mao said that his master usually takes it with him when he goes out, once to freshen the air and to provide water.

Without further ado, Qiaojin bared twice according to the air.

As soon as he moved, he keenly felt that there was something behind him, and when he looked back, only the curtains were rattling: "I, I think there is something behind the curtains."

"Read it from the book." Liang Yueyang escaped an attack from a monster.

"What are these things!" Qiao Jin picked up the Buddhist scriptures with a bitter face, "Elbow...Bujuloushe? Banyuyan?"

This is what... Liang Yueyang really didn't want to pester him anymore, and ignored the strange smell on the monster, he slapped his face with a palm, "Sorry, I'm in my prime."

The monster's head was turned back by more than two points, and he made a "clack" sound from his throat, and then his head slowly fell to the ground, and a small pool of purple-black blood flowed out.

"Grass." Qiao Jin's face was ugly, and the head slowly rolled under his feet.

"An eye for an eye." Liang Yueyang shook his hands. After moving his hands, he thought they were unclean, and he didn't dare to touch the wound. The blood flowed down his neck and soaked his chest.

Without the influence of the monster, Liang Yueyang opened the curtains without hesitation, and lying on the open window was a shivering man covered in tears, apparently dressed as a waiter.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Qiao Jin frowned and asked, "Otherwise, just push it down."

"..." The man's voice trembled, "Everyone, everyone."

"How to prove it?" Qiao Jin asked impatiently, only to realize that now is not the time for small talk, as long as they don't attack, he wants to drag Liang Yueyang away, "Get out first, you are bleeding too much."

Suddenly there was a dense knocking sound around the door.

"Save us!"

"please."

There were men and women with mixed voices, and the crying voice sounded in all directions, as if there was a layer of gravity on the heart.

The blood energy on Liang Yueyang's body exuded a strange fragrance, and everything around him was about to move.

"Oh my god!" the man on the window sill howled, as miserable as his voice could be.

Qiao Jin gave him a hard look: "Shut up, howling around is not enough? If you are human, you still scream like ghosts?"

Most of the sounds came from mirrors, and some were hidden in various corners of the room.In the two mirrors facing each other, wriggling figures emerged. They stepped forward one after another, but they were still unable to get out of the shackles.

"Come out and speak with a representative." Liang Yueyang signaled Qiao Jin to stand where he was, and he went into the bathroom through the mirror to wash his hands.

There are a lot of broken bones in the bathroom, and it looks like there are two or three people.

When Liang Yueyang came out, he saw Qiao Jin facing the male waiter as if facing a formidable enemy.

The man stood very shy, and even said that the expression on his face was very wrong.

"Everyone is disfigured, and I don't want to come out and talk." The man's voice was soft, his movements were very feminine, and he glanced carefully at Liang Yueyang, "I'll borrow his body."

This look looked over from a man, and Qiao Jin's face twitched when he saw it.

"Most of us here are migrant workers." The man licked his lips and stared at the head on the ground with resentment, "Since the hotel was built, it seems that there will always be deaths, but it has not closed down. I was assigned to clean it here. Hygiene, met him, was disfigured and killed after being raped, the people here, no, ghosts, most of them have such experiences."

Qiao Jin's expression changed, and Liang Yueyang pulled his clothes to prevent the blood from sticking to his body. The injury may not have been aimed at the neck, but at the shoulder. The purpose was not to kill, but to control.

"A lot of people?" Jokin rattled his fists.

"There were quite a few before I came." The woman with a male body looked lazy, "There are some later, maybe one in a month or so."

"How did he choose you accomplices?" Liang Yueyang looked at every corner, staring at the man still rationally, "Everyone else is locked in the mirror, why can you be outside?"

"The mirror is not a prison!" The man had tears in his eyes, "it's an honor. There, you don't have to see scenes of blood. In addition to atrocities, he also eats people alive. When he eats, he makes that kind of sound. It is torture outside. .”

"We scare you when you come in, just to make you escape," the man continued, "and what is shown in the mirror is what really wants you to die!"

"In other words, you are still new ghosts." Liang Yueyang made a careful distinction, and it was true that the ghosts who just came in were very weak, and the woman who came out of the mirror almost believed them.

"Where is this man?" Qiao Jin pointed at the man's body, "Is he a human?"

"It's a human. You came in right after he came in." The female ghost shook her head and looked at Liang Yueyang, "You are very attractive."

"Because if you eat me, I will become very strong immediately." Liang Yueyang stood up, "Do you want to try?"

The man showed a forbearance expression. He was forbearance, but soon, two of them couldn't help but rushed forward.

Pressing them down, Liang Yueyang shook his head. The new ghost's resentment was not as serious as the others, but he still couldn't face the temptation. None of the people in this room could keep them. The attack power is very strong.

"I'm going to take this man away, you go out." Liang Yueyang stretched out his hand to grab the man's sleeve, his eyes dimmed as if he had just woken up from a dream.