After reincarnation, I became a junk picker [Unlimited]

Several police cars had already stopped at the gate of the hotel, and whispers were heard around them.

"Mr. Mei, the young master is waiting for you upstairs."

The solemn waiter swiped his card to press the floor, and then backed out. The elevator door slowly closed and was going up at a high speed.

Halfway through the journey, Mevanau only felt a chill on her neck, the not-so-old elevator rollers creaked like a woman's shrill laugh, and the warm yellow lights dimmed for a moment.

Only the small TV is left with meaningless advertisements, and the sound is lively, but it makes people shudder.

"..." He looked up and looked around.

Strange, there are no vents in this airtight elevator...

Where did that little wind come from?

It is not surprising that there are many strange things encountered, and Mevanau himself is not a good person, after the initial horror, the goosebumps on his body disappeared.

"Why didn't Bu Xing send me a message? He summoned me with just one call, and still ignored me? Dog man."

He subconsciously looked at his phone, but he couldn't believe that there was no signal, so he couldn't help but frowned: "Oh, I'm so obsessed with sex, I actually listened to what he said..."

There was a faint itch on the neck, and Mevanau subconsciously scratched it.

Something went wrong with this scratch, and he touched a strand of hair.

Mevanau's face suddenly turned pale.

You know, his hair will never reach the length of the hanging neck, and with a slight hook of his index finger, he can feel that the hair is still firmly on the scalp of the original owner, and cannot be torn off. It is not a strand falling off at all. Broken hair.

The creaking sound started again, and it was about time.

Mevanau's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He caught a glimpse of the elevator indicator and had reached the eighteenth floor, but the door did not open for a long time, as if deliberately against him.

"What's behind this..."

He cursed secretly, pretended nothing happened, and walked forward.

Mevanau's body suddenly turned translucent, and she passed through the heavy elevator doors unharmed.

Turning around, I happened to see that thing in the elevator.

The black hair clings to the entire elevator like an octopus, densely twisted like water plants.

In the center of the black mass is tightly entangled a fat middle-aged man, the man has died, his mouth is black and wide open, his eyes are bulging, his eyeballs seem to be about to fall off, his feet are dangling, and the ground is An incontinent puddle of shit.

In the thick black hair, in a pair of gloomy eyes, there is extreme hatred.

Staring closely at Mevanau.

Seeing this ghost all of a sudden, Mevanau was startled and wanted to shout out, but his frightened expression showed signs of panic, and he quickly suppressed it, raising his brows, showing a look like a movie king. A disdainful evil smile.

——Don’t show your cowardice!no way!

"That's it?"

And, he gestured his middle finger smartly: "Climb for me."

Seeing that Mavanau was not afraid at all, the thing hesitated, as if he couldn't figure out the character of the other party, his long hair wriggled like water waves, and disappeared from Mavanau's sight in the blink of an eye.

With a ding, the elevator returned to normal operation and slowly opened——

It was empty inside, with only wet marks on the red carpet.

"Mavenau, you can count—" Bu Xing's voice sounded, his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he almost hit a knot. He walked over, looked at the elevator, and was a little surprised, "The elevator door just opened. , how did you come up?"

"Would you believe me when I teleported here?" Mevanau tilted her head, "Take me to see what happened over there."

When I came to the room full of stench, the corpse on the bed was covered with a white cloth, and the bed was surrounded by a cordon.

May Fanau couldn't take it anymore, and covered her nose with her hand.

He frowned and asked, "What... what does this smell like?"

In fact, he didn't have the nerve to say that the strong smell in the dark room seemed to be left after some activity of reproducing the next generation—no, at least the smell must be amplified a hundred times.

"This man has been dead for a few days, but he has never been found. He is rotten now. The forensic doctor said that he was overindulgent." Bu Xing's face was sinking like water, and he went straight to the point, "Do you see the problem?"

An overly handsome face was full of displeasure, with a sinister aura of an approaching storm.

Someone died in the hotel under him, and he died so inexplicably, it is actually very taboo for people in the Taoist sect...

Now the laymen and the laymen are watching the excitement, which is very embarrassing to Bu Xing.

"Let me take a closer look."

Mevanau closed and opened his eyes, and the scene he saw again was quite different.

The yin and yang eye can judge whether there is an evil thing based on the breath left in a place. He walked slowly, and the sound of a fox crying like a baby sounded in his ears, weak and tender, continuous.

But it's full of evil spirits.

Moreover, in this room, no matter on the sofa, on the wardrobe, on the table, or on the bed with the dead body lying on it, there are pretty and sly figures of foxes, passing by constantly, and giggling.

"Sure enough." Mevanau frowned, and looked carefully again.

The figures of those foxes moved again in a psychedelic way, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into enchanting human silhouettes, indistinguishable from male and female, dancing to their heart's content in various love-making positions.

Mevanau quickly turned her head away: "Fuck, I'm still a child!"

Bu Xing hurriedly asked: "What did you see?"

"..." Mei Fannao turned around, caught sight of that handsome face, couldn't help but feel flustered for a moment, and staggered back, "I, I saw..."

He stroked it with his hand, and happened to touch a strand of reddish-brown hair that didn't exist on the table.

Bu Xing took a look, wondering: "Fox fur?"

"I'll tell you why I always smell foxes on the street recently. It turns out that this thing is so arrogant." Mevanau snorted, "But if it's in your hands, it can't escape even if you think about it."

Bu Xing calmed down a little, and then carefully looked at Meifanao.

A pair of hawk-like eyes slowed down a bit, and the sternness could hardly be restrained: "Stop flattering me, I asked you to come, and you are... so obedient."

Mevanau choked for a moment: "...I shouldn't have come to help you!"

He was so courageous, he lifted the white cloth and took a look, and was immediately stunned.

The memory of the previous few days lingered in his mind for a while, and then Meifanao remembered, isn't this really deadly thing, the old thing who hugged Zhong Chengfeng a few days ago?

Looking at it this way, they met once in the elevator just now, and the ghost who was hanged by the monster was still this guy!

"Boss, this thing is probably done by a fox." Mevanau snorted, seeming to disdain the filth, "Sucking people's yang energy, I'm cultivating myself. Such a useless thing will use these inferior Three indiscriminate tricks, what else do you want to cultivate?"

"Whatever it is—"

Bu Xing gritted his teeth, there seemed to be a cold flame burning in his dark and stern eyes.

"This time I want it to come upright and walk sideways."

When the sun was setting, Bu Xing, as the head of the hotel, was called to the Public Security Bureau, and Zhong Chengfeng, as the "lover" of Mr. Li who died strangely, was also called.

When Bu Xing arrived, he happened to hear two newly recruited policemen discussing.

"Did you see that girl? Her name is Zhong Chengfeng. She's only 19 years old. She looks pretty, and the things she did are really crazy... Sigh! It's been said that she and the deceased were in a short-lived relationship. grown up with her."

"She's so pretty! During the interrogation just now, I couldn't move my eyes!"

"Hey, you're nasty!"

"It's really not my intention. If you look at her, you can't move your eyes..."

"Zhong Chengfeng?" Bu Xing frowned, and said in his heart, "The last person Li Yang saw was this Zhong Chengfeng..."

On the other side, Fang Yuanyuan looked at the pitch-black alley, hesitant.

The floor-to-ceiling signboard of the shroud shop at the end of the alley was shining with white light, and it was gloomy and cold, and the wreaths placed side by side were shining with strange colorful brilliance, which made people shy away when they saw it from afar.

"Huh? Why are you standing here? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

In the light and shadow, a pair of straight and slender legs came towards her, Mevanau waved and said, "Come on, come in and drink some water!"

Fang Yuanyuan's whole body was filled with resistance: "No, no, I dare not go in, so let's talk about it here."

"I found out for you. Bai Qing and Zhong Chengfeng had a good relationship before. They seemed to be best friends who grew up together." The relationship is broken, and now the two of them fight each other when they meet, and no one looks down on the other."

Mevanao held her chin, thoughtfully: "Well, do you know where Zhong Chengfeng usually goes for activities at night?"

Fang Yuanyuan snapped her fingers, her expression a little excited: "I know! She goes almost every night—"

At this time, Bu Xing had just finished a bunch of chores and came out of the Public Security Bureau when his phone vibrated, and he clicked on the voice message from Mevanau, and heard the other party's clear and smiling voice: "Do you have a new order?" , please deal with it in time~”

Immediately following, was the positioning sent by Mevanau.

At eleven o'clock that night, FreedomClub.

The appearance of a Lamborghini directly stunned countless colorful young people in front of the nightclub.

As soon as the car door opened, a shiny leather shoe was stepped on first.

"We didn't book a seat in advance, is it okay?" Bu Xing walked with wind, and ran straight to the door. The security guard at the door was dumbfounded by the two men who were full of aura.

Mei Fanao glanced at Bu Xing's mount reluctantly, and said with a smile: "Of course it's fine, and I don't want to see how upright I am today! Who dares to stop me?" The make-up made his smile evil and confusing.

One is ascetic and domineering, and the other is romantic and handsome.

The two walked in all the way, receiving astonished attention all the way.

"Why do you feel that you are here to play?" Bu Xing glanced at him helplessly, with slight dislike.

"Oh, don't expose me!"

As soon as he passed through the dark corridor and entered the arena of the night show, the deafening music and the sound of playing discs were mixed together, which almost didn't shake Master Bu Er's heart.

Among the countless carnival young people, Meifanao laughed recklessly under the light, and could not help but sway slightly with the drumbeat, he narrowed his aching eyes: "Zhong Chengfeng is indeed here, I can smell the fox ,Now……"

The music was too loud, and Bu Xing couldn't hear him clearly. Mevanau noticed it and moved closer.

His rosy and soft lips rubbed against Bu Xing's icy pinnae, the moist breath spilled over his ears, and his pleasant voice was close at hand: "It's already another world now."

Bu Xing lost his mind immediately.

Because he smelled the perfume he gave Mevanau...

It smells so good, I want to grab him and bury it into my neck to take a breath.

Mei Fanao didn't realize it, he wanted to say "you follow me", but felt it was inappropriate, how could Bu Xing obediently listen to himself with such a stubborn and cold temper?

The voices were too noisy, and in the confusion, he wiped Bu Xing's earlobe with his lips, and said in a jerk, "Don't leave me."

Bu Xing: "..."

I'm really dying.