Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

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Duan Mingyuan slept until late at night.

He was awakened by a scream, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, and it sounded like a lot of people were rushing past the door.

The time on the phone screen reached 10:07, which was a little later than he expected.

"Mr. Mingyuan, are you awake?"

September smiled at him, "The haunted house exploration has begun."

The supernatural enthusiasts outside had no idea what they were facing and thought they were just seeing a carefully designed mechanism of the hotel.

It feels like you are really exploring a haunted house, with screams mixed with excitement.

Perhaps until the moment they were sacrificed, they would still naively believe that this was also the hotel's arrangement to give them a more immersive experience.

But this is not bad. At least at the end of their lives, they are not facing despair, but anticipation for the subsequent "game".

It's like the classic opening line in the game.

Please close your eyes when it is dark.

No one thinks they will actually be killed in the game.

"Ah."

Duan Mingyuan nodded and calmly moved away the big tail that was covering himself as a blanket. He also heard Jiu Yue scream "Ah" and his whole body trembled.

Normally, he wouldn't have slept till now under such circumstances, but...

What else could he say?

The fox's tail leads to trouble.

Only when you have personally experienced the feeling of sleeping with a tail pillow or hugging your tail, will you understand that it is more deadly than a quilt on a cold day.

"Mr. Mingyuan, Tang Qianqian and the others have made an important discovery. Actually—"

"Let's go to the fifth floor."

Duan Mingyuan straightened the wrinkles on his shirt, making himself look his best, and at the same time, he hid his love for the big tail very well.

By putting on a stern face and showing a serious expression, you can hide your thoughts deep in your heart.

"Eh?"

Hearing this, Jiu Yue suddenly became a little uneasy, "Didn't you sleep for a whole day?"

Why can a person who has slept in a room all day get clues that others have worked hard for a whole day to piece together the moment he wakes up?

Mr. Mingyuan is definitely cheating.

Suggest a strict investigation!

She had to emphasize it again.

"The fluctuations of life energy are coming from above."

Duan Mingyuan glanced at the ceiling and said calmly, "Even a three-year-old child would be able to detect this level of energy change."

There will still be three updates today, and the third update will be at nine o'clock in the evening!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 49 Academic Discussion (Three more chapters to read)

Jiu Yue followed closely behind Duan Mingyuan. She walked lightly, her hands clenched into fists, but her body couldn't help shaking.

excited.

It was a tremor that came from the heart, as if it came from the depths of her soul. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had felt so excited.

Everyone knew that Mr. Ming Yuan was very strong, but no one knew to what extent. Last time when she asked him about this during an interview, she was evaded by the question. But now, she was finally about to uncover the answer to this question.

September, calm down.

Otherwise the fox's tail will be exposed.

She pinched the back of her hand hard, using the pain to ease her excitement. After all, in Mr. Ming Yuan's eyes, she was still a little fox with zero life energy who would only tremble when encountering an enemy. If nine tails suddenly appeared, things would be hard to explain.

No one was looking forward to the meeting between Mr. Mingyuan and his wife more than her, or rather, this was her real purpose in taking on the role of "Intelligence September".

This is a serious matter that transcends the cultivation game.

Previously, neither the evil spirit that sneaked into Mr. Mingyuan's company nor the watchmaker who attacked Yang Ping could serve as a touchstone. At best, they could only be regarded as small stones on the roadside, which were kicked away by passers-by.

When the gap in life energy is too great, ability itself is no longer important.

Only the collision that occurs in the "barrier" can intuitively reflect how far Mr. Mingyuan has reached now.

At this moment, they were walking in the "boundary".

The bright red carpet underfoot, the portraits on the wall, the crystal chandelier above the head, and even the dust that cannot be seen by the naked eye are all part of the "barrier".

Unlike those pebbles who couldn't even touch the threshold, the owner of Congyun Hotel was very strong and had long mastered the use of the "barrier".

I walked up the shaky stairs and finally stopped at the end of the fourth floor.

The entire corridor was empty, and the "brave men" who were keen on exploring the haunted house were driven in a completely opposite direction by the ghost stories that had come to life.

Tang Qianqian said that the stairs leading to the fifth floor would only appear after the sacrifice ceremony was over, and that would be the Madam's most vulnerable moment, but Mr. Mingyuan did not seem to want to win unfairly.

September saw him raise his right foot and step on the air in front of him.

Almost at the same time, the Congyun Hotel responded to him. Stairs appeared out of thin air under his feet. He walked up the stairs until he reached the closed eaves. With a light "click", the secret door that should not have existed here opened to them.

Just now, the "barrier" was rewritten to suit the rules of their visit.

"Boom boom boom——"

Before entering, Duan Mingyuan knocked on the door politely, "Excuse me."

"I was still wondering when you would come to see me."

The two were responded to by a hoarse voice, accompanied by a rotten air current blowing towards them.

Compared with the grandeur of the other four floors, the compartment behind the secret door was very small and old, and the furniture was covered with dust. At first glance, it looked more like someone's boudoir.

The only source of light in the space was a boiling pot in the center of the room, which was emitting steam and a faint green light.

The bubbling sound seemed to be mixed with other sounds. If you listened carefully, you could hear that the sound was like someone crying, and the crying was very far away from them, as if coming from another space.

From time to time, distorted human faces emerged from the rising smoke, but soon merged into the house.

In front of the pot was a wheelchair with a shriveled figure sitting on it.

She was wearing a red satin dress, which represented festivity. Her flesh had long since rotted away, leaving only bones.

The voice just now came from the bones in the wheelchair.

"I've heard about you a long time ago, but I didn't expect you to be associated with that bunch of worthless bastards."

He was full of aggressiveness as soon as they met, which fully demonstrated his sarcastic character.

Duan Mingyuan guessed that the "waste" should refer to Mr. Dajiang and the organization.

, "It is rumored that there is a devil in this city who specializes in attacking evil spirits, but later for some reason, the devil disappeared for several years..."

Bai Gu paused and said in a malicious tone, "If you hadn't come to me, I would have thought that you were killed by the company. How about they came to you and advised you to behave yourself?"

"It seems they must have looked for you."

Duan Mingyuan observed the room.

The room was not created by the barrier. Both the stairs leading to the fifth floor and the room itself were real. The creation of the barrier simply concealed the traces of their existence.

There are also signs that the house has been carefully decorated, and it can be seen that the person who built it wanted the residents to feel comfortable.

Bai Gu's aggressive tone actually confirmed a guess in Duan Mingyuan's mind.

When he carefully read the strange stories of Congyun Hotel, he found a huge loophole in the time logic.

The strange story involves the long history of Qian Congyun's entire family, but the rumors of haunting only appeared after Tianwaimin died in Congyun Hotel a few years ago.

Even though the lady was the mastermind behind everything, she kept to herself for a long time.

The disappearing stairs,

The fifth floor does not exist.

And Qian Congyun’s wife, who was hardly mentioned in the family history.

Duan Mingyuan suddenly realized, "Someone has put you under house arrest here, is it the company or your husband?"

These words seemed to have touched Bai Gu's sore spot. A faint green flame suddenly burned in his empty eye sockets. The life energy spread out in a suffocating way. The crying in the pot became clearer, and the whole hotel began to shake and tremble.

"Don't mention that bastard in front of me!"

The bone-white index finger pointed behind Duan Mingyuan, and the secret door disappeared in the blink of an eye. The stairs leading to the fifth floor also disappeared into nothingness again. "Everything in this world has a price. Have you never doubted why the aliens brought their knowledge here out of kindness? That bastard didn't doubt it. He believed like other rubbish that all this came from the kindness of the 'immortals'!"

The gods came from heaven.

They are compassionate and kind, treat everyone selflessly, and are willing to teach the world everything they know.

Apart from this, it was difficult for people at that time to come up with other reasons that could be explained by common sense.

“What they asked was for me to move in here.”

The shrill voice of the bones was everywhere. "And then they forbade me to pass on my knowledge to the next generation. In exchange, they promised to protect the family and keep the hotel's business prosperous."

"I see."

Duan Mingyuan recited to himself, and in this way, the doubts in his heart were resolved.

A few years ago, Tianwaimin moved into Congyun Hotel in order to completely acquire it and transform it into a commercial center. After learning that Tianwaimin had broken his promise, the lady had enough reason to kill him. So it was from that time that the strange stories about Congyun Hotel became widely circulated.

But this also indirectly proves another thing.

Unlike other strange stories in Congyun Hotel, Qian Congyun’s wife has been staying here from the beginning and has never left.

"Are you here to get rid of me just like those scumbags?"

Green flames flickered in the bone eye sockets.

"This is one of the reasons."

Duan Mingyuan did not intend to hide it. After all, this was a murder hotel that held sacrifice ceremonies every now and then. However, he had more important things on his mind. He clasped his fists in respect and said, "But before that... Madam, this is a rare opportunity. I hope to have some academic discussions with you before then."

?

In this rare passionate scene, Jiu Yue was not affected by the atmosphere at all. She was so angry that her tail was raised up.

Who are you calling madam?

Can you call it that casually?

There are also big problems with Qian Congyun’s wife. No one knows her name, but she has such an exploitative name!

Duan Mingyuan didn't know what was going on in Jiu Yue's mind, so he took a step forward.

The evil spirit who had been awarded an intermediate professional title and whom he had met before did not have very good communication skills, which made him miss the opportunity to conduct in-depth research on academic issues.

After putting on the life energy meter, his heart began to stir for the first time in a long time.

"Unable to measure"

The bones were assessed in the monocular.

"Please feel free to give me some advice."

The white bones in the wheelchair snorted coldly, "Don't think you can get carried away just because you beat a few losers. In our time, there are many people like you!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 50 Strong Enemy

As the skeleton roared, the steam rising from the pot was sucked into her body, and the lost flesh and blood began to merge together at a speed visible to the naked eye. What was pieced together was not the outline of a human figure, but a monster with fangs all over its body, which was so swollen that it almost touched the ceiling.

Its existence almost meets all of Duan Mingyuan's imaginations about monsters and powerful enemies.

The trip to Congyun Hotel was not just for Yang Ping and Tang Qianqian, it was also the best opportunity for him to learn and communicate.

Whether it was a barrier or a domain, he was finally able to distinguish the differences between them more finely.