My master is the coffin

Chapter 189 Ghost Hotel

I thought one month was a long time, even a bit difficult.But listen to what the thin man said.I have to find a ghost city, and I have to find a way to get into the underworld.It seems that a month is not enough time.

My heart couldn't help becoming restless.

The fat man suggested: "This is easy to handle. Let's ask a few colleagues. They work as ghost messengers here, and they must know where the real ghost town is."

The thin man shook his head: "We can't take any risks. This is a special place. I'm worried that those who are traveling with us are not ordinary ghost slaves, or they might be some kind of errand from the underworld. If the truth is revealed, we will die."

I scratched my head: "Then what do you say?"

The thin man thought for a while: "Secretly ask the surrounding residents and collect the legends here. Ghost towns appear every year, and there must be many legends left behind. But be careful, don't let others see that we are Taoists."

I nodded: "I understand that."

The thin man looked at the sky: "It's very late now, and there are no people on the street. In this way, let's go to bed first and go out early tomorrow morning. At noon, if you and Wushuang are not feeling well, come back first, and wait until the evening." go out."

I nodded: "I know this. All right, let's all go back to sleep."

We were about to go out when the skinny man patted Wushuang and me on the shoulders: "Be careful when you sleep at night. After counting the days, you two should be ghost slaves. Those ghost messengers will come to you at any time. If they find you When you come to your door, you'd better be calm and do what you are told. Don't resist. However, if they recognize you two and want to deal with you, just call us. If we fight together, we won't necessarily lose. "

Both Wushuang and I nodded, and went back to our room nervously.

The rooms at this hotel fit the occasion.The name of my room is "Huangquan Road", and Wushuang's room is called "Naihe Bridge".They were all in big red letters, bloody, crookedly written on the door.The lights in the corridor are also a bit dim. I don't know if it's broken or not repaired, or it was designed on purpose. In short, there are two lights that flicker.Walking in this place is even scarier than visiting a haunted house.

The fat man was so frightened that he jumped up and down, he must hug the quilt and go to the thin man's room to sleep.The thin man disagreed desperately, but he couldn't bear the fat man's soft words, so he reluctantly agreed.

I looked at the "Huangquan Road" on the door.I thought to myself, would someone live in such an unlucky room?No wonder the boss can make money.

I opened the door and lay down on the bed with the light on.There is nothing in this room.But I can't help thinking of the three blood-red characters on the door.The room felt more and more eerie.

For the past few days we have been traveling day and night.Now I'm lying in bed and can't sleep.What's more, what the thin man said before he left.Now almost as soon as I close my eyes, I vaguely see two ghost messengers coming to me.

The streets are bustling, but still a bit lively.I poked my head out of the window.I saw that some amusement parks were still lit.Young people in twos and threes are still walking inside.And from time to time, he let out a scream in fright.

I shook my head and sighed, this place is so indistinguishable from ghosts.

When I was bored, I turned on the TV.Casually looked up.I found a few channels that were all advertisements. Female celebrities with big white legs teased the audience and promoted products on the screen.The warm voice and emotional music made me feel that the room was more lively, and my heart was also more at ease.

At this moment, the beautiful picture suddenly disappeared and turned into a ball of snowflakes.I'm a little bit annoyed, and it's so deceitful.

I walked slowly towards the TV.Unexpectedly, he just walked in front of the TV.Snowflake suddenly disappeared, and a figure jumped out, it was the clown in McDonald's.

He smiled at me exaggeratedly, the blood red circle on his mouth seemed to have just eaten someone.

I stared at the TV tightly.Now it only has picture, no sound.It looked even weirder.

I swallowed, and slowly stretched out my hand.I press the volume button, but there is no response. I have turned it up to the maximum, and there is still no sound at all.I patted the TV, bang bang bang.The TV is falling apart.Still nothing.

The more I think about it, the more something is wrong.Just reach out and turn off the TV.I didn't expect that my fingers hadn't touched the switch key yet.Suddenly, a deafening scream came from the TV: "Ah..."

The sound scared me almost to the ground.

Frightened, I glanced at the TV, only to see a young man holding a glass of beer, drinking to his heart's content.Sigh while drinking.

I frantically lowered my voice, and cursed bitterly, "It's so cheap to drink beer."

When I turned the volume back to normal and walked towards the bed, the voices on the TV behind me suddenly stopped.into a cascade of noise.I turned around and the TV turned into snowflakes again.

There was a drum in my heart: "This situation is a bit abnormal."

As I was thinking this way, I suddenly felt that the atmosphere in this hotel was a bit strange.No, this is a ghostly aura, yes, a very strong ghostly aura.It is slowly coming.

My heart twitched, I was afraid of something.It seems that ghost messengers are coming to catch me.

I casually picked up the mahogany sword on the bedside.After thinking about it, he cut his middle finger and called out Zhi Zha Wu.

Zhi Zha Wu looked at me impatiently: "Xu You, what do you want?"

I whispered: "Old man Wu, something is wrong, the ghost messenger came to arrest me, please help me, we will go together later."

Old man Wu looked at me, waved his hand suddenly, and said, "Xu You, you don't understand, I'm an ambush, do you know what ambush means?"

I shook my head: "What do you mean?"

Zhi Zhawu said mysteriously: "The ambush is usually hidden. When the two armies are fighting and the fight is inextricable, they will suddenly rush out and deal a fatal blow to the opponent. So, I hide first."

Before I could speak, Zhi Zha Wu returned to the peach wood sword, no matter what I called him, he would never come out again.

I had no choice but to grit my teeth and sit in the room waiting for the ghost to come.

I want to go out and call someone, so I can ask Shouzi or Wen Yu to help me.But I still have a little bit of luck, what if the ghost messenger didn't find out what we did in the coffin shop, and didn't care about Zhang Yuan, but simply ordered me to be a ghost slave?Then did I escape soon?
So I sat by the bed, like a newly married daughter-in-law, anxiously waiting for the groom to push the door drunk.I don't know what will happen in a while.

After a few minutes, I felt that ghost lingering in the hotel, but it didn't come to my room.

I waited nervously for a while, and suddenly my heart skipped a beat.Not good, this ghost messenger didn't look for me, it's probably looking for Wushuang.

Just Wushuang's temper.In case the ghost has a bad attitude, it is estimated that a fight has already started.

Thinking of this, I quickly rushed out with the mahogany sword in hand.

Wushuang's room was next to mine, and I walked to her door, hesitating whether to knock on the door or rush in.

At this time, I suddenly saw that the three blood-red words "Naihe Bridge" on the Wushuang Gate were a little strange. The color of the word "Naihe" is a bit wrong.It's not red anymore, it's a little yellowish.

I reached out and touched it, and found that the two characters had been recessed.Yellow is the color of the wooden door.From the looks of it, it looked as if someone had scratched it out one by one with his fingernails.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help it anymore.Turning to one side, he slammed into the door, intending to slam it open.

To my surprise, the door wasn't locked at all.I hit nothing.He staggered and almost fell into the room.

I hurriedly got up from the ground, holding the mahogany sword and looking inside vigilantly.

That's right, it's here.It's very ghostly.I looked at the bed and suddenly found a person sitting by the bed.And Wushuang was lying on the bed perfectly.

I can see that this person is dressed like a woman, not like someone from the underworld.

I took two steps forward in doubt, and then said, "Who are you?"

The woman turned her head, smiled at me and said, "Hello, Xu You."

I was startled, and then stammered a little: "You, you, are you Mrs. Zhang?"

The appearance of this woman is exactly the same as Mrs. Zhang lying in the tomb.I recognized her at a glance, and then asked, "Did the King of Ghosts find your soul?"

Mrs. Zhang nodded: "I found it. After searching for so many years, I finally found it. However, this soul and body haven't been well integrated, so I can only wear this."

Mrs. Zhang flicked her wrist.I saw a crystal round jade ring on it.Like a jade bracelet.But I know it's a soul lock ring.

I looked at her, and then at Wushuang who was lying on the bed: "You came here this time to find Wushuang?"

Mrs. Zhang nodded, and then gently touched Wushuang's forehead.

I saw Wushuang staring wide-eyed, looking angry.And lying motionless on the bed, something seemed wrong.

Mrs. Zhang seemed to see my doubts.He said softly: "Wu Shuang's temper is a bit like Zhang Yuan. Just now I came in without saying hello, and she came up with a mahogany sword. I only need to use a little trick to imprison her here."

Then she stood up and waved slightly.

Wushuang immediately jumped up from the bed.Raising the mahogany sword in his hand, he shouted, "Who the hell are you? Don't try to lie to me."

Then, I heard footsteps in the corridor, and then, many people poured into the room.It was none other than the thin man, Wen Yu, and the sloppy Taoist priest.

I happily asked, "Why are you here?"

The thin man said, "Wu Shuang's voice can be heard by the boss downstairs." Then he saw Mrs. Zhang and wondered, "Huh? Are you alive?"

Mrs. Zhang said flatly, "Wu Shuang, let me tell you about your father."

Wushuang looked at her warily: "Talk."

Mrs. Zhang sat on the chair and said slowly: "Then let's start from the day we met."

(End of this chapter)