90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 112

"Zhang Zhaonian has gone to work with the master!" Yan Huai turned around and shouted to the figures behind him.

A few sighs were heard not far away.

"As expected of you, you are the eldest senior brother. Your reaction and speed are so fast!"

"If I had known I would have run faster!"

"Alas! I still haven't practiced hard enough!"

"They are all animals!"

"... "

Yan Huaiyu gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go! Keep practicing!" He didn't believe that he would not be able to outrun Zhang Zhaonian next time.

Golden Phoenix Hotel.

Mrs. Lin and Xie Yulian were waiting anxiously at the gate. Xie Yulian kept turning around in place, muttering to herself.

If you get close, you can hear her chanting "Little Master bless you... Little Master bless you..."

Yang Duobao was supervising the hotel today and is now trapped inside. The door can't be opened at all and she is worried to death.

Mrs. Lin clasped her hands together and prayed as well. The hotel was temporarily closed tonight as it was changing its water pipes. After the renovation workers left, only six security guards on night watch and Yang Duobao, who was getting ready to get off work, were left inside.

Not only have we not seen anybody come out yet, but not long ago I received a call from Yang Duobao, who said that there was something fishy going on and three security guards were killed.

She came out in a hurry without even having time to change her clothes, and now she has a cashmere shawl on her shoulders.

A black sedan was approaching from afar. The two men looked up and saw at a glance that it was the An family's car, so they hurried over to meet it.

"Little Master! You are finally here! Please save my cousin!" Xie Yulian was about to kneel down to Anzi while crying, but Xu Qing quickly grabbed her back because she knew Anzi wouldn't like this.

Xu Qing is very strong now. She has taken half a pill of powerful pill. If it is just a competition of strength, An Zi and his disciples cannot beat her. Helping Xie Yulian up is as easy as lifting a chicken.

Anzi jumped out of the car, looked up at the dark sky above the roof, and his handsome eyebrows instantly tightened.

"Tell me the situation, to make it short." She walked towards the hotel door without even looking at Xie Yulian.

Mrs. Lin knew the seriousness of the matter, so she told everyone she knew.

The incident happened too suddenly and there was nothing special about it. She and Xie Yulian were discussing how to attract customers for an event at home, and then she received a call from Yang Duobao, who said that there was a ghost in the hotel and she and several security guards couldn't get out. Three people had already died. Then the phone was hung up, and they couldn't get through when they called back.

I rushed over in a hurry, but found that I could not get in the door, and the door was not locked at all. It was as if there was an invisible barrier isolating the hotel.

Zhang Zhaonian trotted to catch up. Seeing that his master looked unhappy, he guessed that this matter must be serious and did not dare to smile as usual.

Anzi walked to the door, closed his eyes and then opened them again. A barrier of evil spirit appeared before his eyes, surrounding the entire hotel.

"A-Nian and Sister A-Qing will stay at the door. Sister A-Qing will be responsible for protecting Mrs. Lin and Aunt Yulian. A-Nian will be responsible for contacting the ambulance and... Ji Shazhan." Anyway, Ji Shazhan is now considered "well-informed". He has even seen the black fish spirit, so seeing the evil spirit transformed into a ghost should not be a big problem... right?

Ji Shazhan: ...Thank you.

"Master, I'll go in with you." Zhang Zhaonian didn't want his master to take the risk of going in alone. Even though he couldn't see the situation in the hotel, he could rely on his intuition to feel that there must be something unusual in the hotel.

Xu Qing opened her mouth and looked at Zhang Zhaonian again. She only had strength that she had not yet mastered and did not know any of the esoteric techniques. She would only be a drag if she went in. She looked at Anzi eagerly, hoping that she would take Zhang Zhaonian with her.

But Anzi was not moved at all, his face was frighteningly serious, "No, I'll go in by myself to avoid being distracted."

Zhang Zhaonian: …That’s enough, stop talking. I know I’m a drag.

Zhang Zhaonian: "Master, please be careful. I will be outside."

An Zai nodded and cast a spell. The dense evil energy barrier shook, a small hole appeared, and An Zai walked straight in through the small hole.

So Zhang Zhaonian and Xu Qing saw that the little person just took a step forward and suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Zhang Zhaonian:!!!

Xu Qing:!!!
The lights in the hotel were on, but it was eerily quiet, not a sound could be heard.

Anzi walked slowly into the lobby, and all that could be heard was the "tapping, tapping, tapping" sound of her footsteps.

She held the straps of her backpack with both hands and walked up the stairs, following the faint smell of blood.

The smell came from upstairs, which means the victim was upstairs. There is a high probability that the thing that hurt the person is also upstairs, but we don’t know which floor it is exactly.

Anzi calculated the direction with his left hand, afraid of falling into the trap of that thing, and raised his right hand, and a peach wood sword appeared in his hand.

An Yan felt something in the space and shouted, "Anzi, let Daddy come out, Daddy will help you!"

The little book sneered, and the pages turned with a rustling sound. Even if it didn't say anything, An Yan could feel its silent mockery of him.

Humph! Laugh, laugh! I'll let you, little idiot, see how powerful your brother Yan is!

Anzi hesitated for only a second, then he decided to let his cheap dad out.

As soon as he came out, An Yan stretched his body and took a long deep breath.

"It's so comfortable!" he said.

An Zi rolled his eyes at him and said, "Hurry up and get back to work. I'll pay you."

When he heard that there was a salary, An Yan stopped pretending to be serious. He made a gesture and floated upstairs. He turned his head and said to An Zi: "Do you want Daddy to wait for... you?"

Anzi turned around and looked at him, "What?"

An Yan: …

An Yan: "Nothing, hurry up."

How could he not know that the short legs were moving so fast? He was floating, but she actually ran ahead of him? This is unscientific!

But Anzi is not going to talk to him about science now. Now is the time to talk about metaphysics.

"Which floor?" Anzi held a peach wood sword in his hand, his brows gloomy and serious. His soft short hair was blown up by the cold wind because of his fast speed, revealing his full and smooth forehead.

An Yan sniffed again and held up five fingers. "That thing is on the fifth floor."

Anzi nodded and said, "Then take care of yourself. I'll go up and take a look first. If it doesn't work, we'll withdraw." He waited for other more powerful people to come and deal with it.

Her figure flashed by and disappeared around the corner of the stairs. An Yan half opened his mouth, but before he could even utter the word "Ah?", An Zi's back was no longer visible. She had already run away.

An Yan was so angry that he wanted to stomp his feet, but he only had legs and no feet, so he couldn't stomp even if he wanted to.

He was actually a little afraid of such a place with strong evil spirit. After all, after he became a ghost, he was caught by Anzi and thrown into the space to practice. He was a ghost who had never seen the world.

People can turn into ghosts after they die. If the ghost is gone, there is really nothing left. He has to keep his life and go back to see his mother and Yang Liu.

An Yan: "Anzi, Anbao, wait for me, Daddy!"

　I stayed up late to write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)