It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

Liang Yueyang's cold-blooded attitude caused several ghosts in the room to move around, and Qiao Jin hesitated to speak.

The door was difficult to open, Liang Yueyang pressed the glass to threaten, and then opened the door smoothly, they immediately abandoned the man, went to the front desk to pretend that they had just arrived, and re-booked a room, and it was successful. It was the same woman, but it seemed to be the first time they saw her. They also considerately said that there is a bathroom here.

Qiao Jin took Liang Yueyang to bandage the wound in a hurry, a lot of flesh was scraped off, and the neck was covered in white.

"Don't get carried away by anger." Liang Yueyang looked at the irritable Qiao Jin, and couldn't help reminding, "This matter is weird everywhere."

"It's mainly that description, which made me angry." Qiao Jin gritted his teeth and rubbed his hair angrily.

"Possession is hard." Liang Yueyang took a deep look at him, "It's hard."

This double reminder made Qiao Jin stunned for a moment, after all, he is not professional in this kind of ghost hunting knowledge.

In the evening, the all-night conversation with Pei Quan was in progress.

"Study hard." Liang Yueyang touched the pillow, drowsy.At night, use the stone nature of jade to wrap yourself in a hard stone shell that will not affect the outside.

"Let me tell you, it's taboo for me to stay up late!" Pei Quan complained dissatisfiedly, "Why don't you teach me?"

It's strange that Qiao Jin spent the whole night studying Buddhist mantras with a drooping face.

"It hurts me to read that at night." Liang Yueyang wrapped himself in the quilt, and put his cool eyes on Qiao Jin's face.

"He, he is too cloudy at night, and he is really not good at it." Qiao Jin defended him with a smirk, a feeling of forced voluntary overtime, "I will learn tonight, and we can fight together tomorrow."

"Late will change." Liang Yueyang yawned, "Why don't you rush over tomorrow?"

"If there are dozens of them as you said, the resentment can't be suppressed at all. Unless all the local immortals are dead, they must know." Pei Quan muttered, "Come on, you can cover up the dead moon." , don’t be reborn.”

At two o'clock in the morning, Qiaojin, who was studying hard but dozed off, woke up.He heard strange noises coming from the door, like a cat's paws scratching on the wooden board.

Qiao Jin quickly threw the pillow over, but Liang Yueyang didn't wake up at all.

The sound lasted for a minute without stopping, and even got louder. Even if he was brave, Qiao Jin felt cold behind his ears, and felt that something outside would break into the door at any time.

"Come on." Qiao Jin kept chanting the mantra he had just learned, knelt beside Liang Yueyang's bed and pushed him, "Hey, hey, if you don't wake up, I'll fall into your bed."

As soon as the words were finished, the sound turned into a crisp sound of slapping on a thin board, as if a slap broke the last barrier.

Gritting his teeth, Qiao Jin pulled up Liang Yueyang's quilt and got in all at once, taking the lead in covering it all up.

The air-conditioning filled the room, Liang Yueyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull the person in his arms closer, wrapping him in the body made of stone.

Qiaojin showed his eyes, and when he saw a black figure leaping from above, he jumped to the window when he was still a palm away from his face.

The sound of windows breaking was loud, and Liang Yueyang's move was a bit late, allowing him to escape.

"Did you see anything clearly?" Qiao Jin looked at the glass in surprise, "This figure doesn't look like a human being."

"Yeah." Liang Yueyang limp on the bed listlessly, "It seems like a cat."

"Animal?" Qiao Jin's face ached, looking at the lush greenery outside the window, "It's so fierce, it makes me want to masturbate Mao Mao to relieve stress."

"No, why do animals break into the house and commit murder?" Qiao Jin questioned, only to realize that Liang Yueyang fell down and lay down again.

"I'm a little bit scared." Jokin approached his face and explained earnestly, "I can't beat these things with my fist."

Liang Yueyang moved her face quietly.

"So let's sleep together." Seeing that he didn't respond, Qiao Jin lay beside him "reluctantly", "It's too safe to have you here."

Two people squeezed into a small single bed.

Liang Yueyang was the first to wake up. He looked at the head that was close at hand, rubbed his temples helplessly, and touched Qiao Jin's forehead.

"What's the matter?" Jokin looked at him with eyes blindfolded.

"See if you've been frozen to death." Liang Yueyang said nothing, got up to wash.

Qiao Jin rolled the quilt twice, and smiled happily: "I slept very well last night, holding your big air conditioner."

Roll back and see the empty window frame.

After the two went downstairs to eat, they turned to the haunted house first. The access card seemed to be lost, and they couldn't open the door no matter what.

"We should have this card with us." Qiao Jin knocked his head off, "Didn't return the card yesterday, was it taken away by a ghost?"

"It's possible." Liang Yueyang pondered. After all, yesterday's wallet was taken away by the hand outstretched in the mirror when they entered the door.

He turned his head and saw a carefully prying face. The owner of the face immediately turned around and fled when he saw his gaze.

Qiao Jin reacted quickly and ran to chase after him. He took a long step and caught the male waiter before he reached the stairs.

"Why are you running?" Jokin let go of the back of his neck impatiently.

It was the man who survived in the house yesterday. He looked terrified: "Why did you come back? Shouldn't you run as far as you can?"

"Why don't you leave?" Liang Yueyang asked from behind.

"We walked out vertically yesterday, why didn't we dare to come back." Qiao Jin raised his eyebrows fiercely, "It was you who came out curled up."

"I, my girlfriend is inside." The man lowered his head, "She's trapped inside, I think it's better to set it on fire."

"Is it a good way?" Qiao Jin asked Liang Yueyang with an awkward smile.

Liang Yueyang staggered his eyes: "It doesn't matter." Burning those ghosts who were unable to escape, really wanted to disperse their souls.

"I'm afraid that the whole building will be burned down." Qiao Jin snorted and shrugged, "Don't worry about it, what should you do?"

Watching the man go down the stairs, Qiao Jin's expression darkened: "Yesterday you said it was difficult to possess, is he acting?"

Liang Yueyang nodded, and Qiao Jin went on to say, "Just now I saw him shaking badly, and when I patted him on the shoulder, there was no fear in his eyes when he raised his head."

"What's the purpose of what he said yesterday?" Qiao Jin tilted his head thinking, "To say that they are miserable and cruel."

"Forcing us to clean up quickly." Liang Yueyang answered, "He has a ghost in his heart."

"He went in yesterday without any damage and hid well. He only showed up when we were sure of winning." Qiao Jin thought about the context, "Is he waiting for us to die?"

"Read." Liang Yueyang put Qiao Jin's hand on the door, and himself next to him, eyelashes drooping, chanting words.

The golden light soon appeared under his palm, and Qiao Jin exclaimed. He felt that there was a huge black hole in front of him. Relying on the faint light in his hand, he was slowly probing forward.

Liang Yueyang had nothing in his hands. The moment the attack appeared, he instantly threw the man on the door, suppressed the turning motion twice, and with a "beep", the door opened.

"Sure enough, it's on you." Liang Yueyang's eyes were ruthless, he kicked the man into the room, pulled Qiao Jin beside him, and the door slammed shut.

"What are you doing!" The man looked at Liang Yueyang's hand in horror, and if he hit it two or three times, the glass behind the door would shatter.

"Didn't you raise this place?" Liang Yueyang frowned slightly, "Why are you afraid?"

He raised his head, and in the mirror opposite, there were many ugly ghosts floating in the deep.

The man was dying: "Why do you say that! What did I raise?"

"Are you really scared or fake?" Qiao Jin stared at the man with interest, "Do you want us to break it or not? I can't tell."

Liang Yueyang walked past them and smashed the mirror in the back of the house. The stuffy room with no air conditioner and no windows in summer instantly became cold to the bone.

As soon as the mirror was broken, more than a dozen ghosts ran out one after another. They subconsciously rushed towards the window, but were bounced back. Let alone the scorching sun, the thin layer of seal on the window was not something they could touch.

"There aren't many ghosts and monsters doing scientific research these days." Liang Yueyang looked at the ghosts who were hiding, "I killed the experimental product you just succeeded, aren't you angry?"

"It was hard to find a low-popular building that corresponds to Feng Shui," the man shook his head helplessly, "I just ran into you."

"You've kept it for so long, why are you in such a hurry for us to erase it?" Liang Yueyang tilted his head.

The man chuckled, as if he didn't intend to hide it anymore, he laughed sadly: "Because I lost control, my lover was killed..."

Qiao Jin frowned and bit his tongue lightly. Everyone seemed to like the fact that he lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

Just as he was thinking about whether to put himself in a good posture to listen to the story, Jokin saw two deformed and slender arms protruding from the mirror at the door, slowly and cautiously leaning towards the man.

The man noticed something, but he closed his eyes and smiled. He clenched his fist, and the mirror behind him made a loud cracking sound. After the shattering, it was not the color of the door panel, but black as if connected to another world.

"I raised them here." The man stretched out his arms, his face slightly intoxicated, "And your side is full of their food."

Walking out behind the man was the woman whose identity could not be distinguished that day. She had a beautiful face and a decent smile.

"If this is your girlfriend, she's actually just like a human being." Qiao Jin beeped softly.

"No beep beep." Liang Yueyang watched coldly, then suddenly reached out and opened the curtains, and the strong light from the morning entered the room.

The man's face slowly returned to calm: "We don't accept this kind of death. She hates me very much. I originally wanted you to send her to die, but now I feel that it's better for me to pay back. After all, there will be no shadow in the next life."

Could it be that the way of death that the man said that day actually happened to his girlfriend?

Liang Yueyang and Qiao Jin were frowning when they saw the woman's face change, black lines covered her face, her neck also pulled out a strange arc, and she bit the man's neck with her bloody mouth open in a vicious and vicious way.