Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

"ended."

Tang Qianqian looked at the quiet Congyun Hotel again. The sudden earthquake paused for a while. When the violent shaking stopped completely and the hotel fell into silence again, the ghost stories that had revived in the middle of the night were no longer heard. "It seems that the senior has won."

She finally let go of her worries.

There is a gap between the invincible ones. The senior kept his promise and at least this time he maintained the position of "the strongest".

"Don't struggle. The toxin injected into your body is from the rattlesnake demon. With such a large dose, you will be paralyzed for at least the next ten minutes."

After being beaten up by the red-eyed demon last time, she reflected on it.

The predecessors said that the evil spirit will only reveal its true form at the moment of launching an attack. If you want to cause damage to it, you must seize that brief moment.

But not everyone in this world is as powerful as the predecessor. Moreover, according to the records in the manuscript, the physical functions of most evil spirits are far stronger than those of humans. When the gap between the enemy and us is so huge, taking an approach with extremely low tolerance for error is no different from seeking death in her opinion.

So, in the field of exorcising evil spirits, are there any easier means?

After several hours of research, Tang Qianqian came to an important conclusion - attack the main body.

Evil spirits have powerful physical functions and often possess strange abilities, but their original bodies are just like them and can be injured and die. The manuscript also mentions that evil spirits appear in the form of dreams, and once their original bodies wake up, they will disappear.

Not long ago, she had confirmed through various means that the waitress was a human being, a living, flesh-and-blood human being like them.

So she was pretty sure Rattler's fangs were effective.

"Although you can't move your hands and feet, you should still be able to speak. You have ten minutes to defend yourself. For example, make us believe that you were coerced by the lady and that you are essentially a good girl with a pure nature..."

"Qian Yun, this is my name."

Unexpectedly, the waitress who fell to the ground did not use the tactic of pretending to be pitiful anymore. Although she was clearly in a desperate situation, she kept smiling.

This was the first time Tang Qianqian saw Qian Yun smile.

Crazy and devoid of beauty, it reminded her of the extremists she had seen on TV news.

As if to establish its prestige, Universal Company would occasionally film the security department arresting criminals. The one that impressed her the most was a middle-aged man who was forced into a desperate situation, standing on the roof of the company building, facing the hovercraft that surrounded him.

At the end of his life, the man opened his arms and a smile appeared on his face.

That was also the first time that Tang Qianqian saw the effect of a bomb explosion other than in movies and TV dramas. The flames engulfed the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye, the alarm sounded through the sky, and the live broadcast was cut off within a few seconds.

"I wrote down all the strange stories about the Congyun Hotel."

It is a very laborious process to sort out the information, make some supernatural modifications, and then publish them on the Internet to guide people to discuss and make Congyun Hotel a holy place for supernatural enthusiasts. "How should I put it? This is my interest."

There was no fear in Qian Yun's eyes. She lay on the red carpet spread on the stairs. Everything here was exactly the same as what she saw in her childhood.

From the moment she was born, Congyun Hotel has been in this half-dead state.

The business was not doing well and the customers were few and far between, but at least I could make a living.

The story I heard most from my elders was about the glorious days of Congyun Hotel. Every day when lying in bed, my mother would talk about the founder of Congyun Hotel and said that their ancestors had connections with the gods who came from heaven.

"They all believe that the gods are good people. They say that there are too many things to deal with in heaven. After they have dealt with the things in heaven, they will come back here. At that time, the hotel will be revitalized."

Qian Yun once thought so too.

So she has been prepared since she was young and learned how to manage everything in the hotel. When the day comes when the gods come, Congyun Hotel will be able to return to its heyday in her hands.

"When I was seven years old, my parents left for a long trip to discuss an important business. I haven't seen them since then."

She paused, then continued, "Later, the gods did come and brought news about my parents. They said they had a car accident while traveling far away, and it was too late when they were sent to the hospital. In addition, there were some IOUs. Um... I think they were called the legal department. They told me that the hotel owed the company a huge debt due to years of poor management. According to the law, the company has the right to mortgage the hotel."

From that moment on, Qian Yun understood that the gods were not and had never intended to help them.

"After all the gods left, one of them stayed and told me something I never knew... My mother never told me that there was a fifth floor in the hotel, nor did she tell us that our ancestors imprisoned their wives there. The god who stayed behind made a promise with me. He said that if I could find a way to get to the fifth floor and learn the knowledge hidden there, he would find a way to help me deal with the company's debt problem."

Hearing this, Tang Qianqian suddenly understood.

Tian Waimin's sudden death in Congyun Hotel was actually a carefully planned murder.

A murder initiated from within the company in order to seize a higher position.

She continued, "The price is that you wake up the lady and kill the boss when he inspects. In return, he will help solve the debt problem."

Without the "godly" filter, this is the real internal struggle of Universal Company.

"If what you said is true, we can consider it as appropriate."

The complicated relationship between these characters made Tang Qianqian feel conflicted. They were not police officers, and even when facing criminals, they had no authority to deal with them.

Qian Yun was just crawling on the ground and seemed to have lost the ability to resist. If she continued to fight, it would not be in compliance with the Self-Defense Act.

But if Qian Yun was telling the truth, she would be doomed if she was handed over to the police.

This matter involves an internal struggle within Universal Company. In order to silence the insider forever, the company executive who has now replaced his boss will make sure Qian Yun cannot make any statement that is unfavorable to him.

Tang Qianqian couldn't help feeling a little sad, "Actually, I sympathize with you."

"unnecessary."

The smile on Qian Yun's face became more and more creepy. Although it was Qian Yun who had lost the ability to move and was lying on the ground, Tang Qianqian suddenly felt a little creepy.

This smile is so familiar.

The man who detonated a bomb on the roof of the company building on the TV news left her with a serious psychological trauma and caused her to have nightmares for more than a month.

"I'm not saying this to make you sympathize with me. I just want to tell you that gods can also be killed."

"Ok?"

"Their body structure is not much different from ours. If they are killed, they will die."

Qian Yun's pupils flashed scarlet light. For a moment, Tang Qianqian felt as if something overlapped with her. "Madam said that they will come back sooner or later, just like they did to our ancestors... So I must practice my skills well. For the sake of future generations, I must kill them."

At this point, she paused and corrected, "No, kill them all!"

The third update will also be at nine o'clock in the evening!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 54: Aftermath

Tang Qianqian finally understood where the creepy feeling came from.

Qian Yun went crazy and actually said with a smile that she wanted to kill all the aliens!

But the next moment, Tang Qianqian noticed another detail that made her think carefully and terrified - in order to achieve this grand goal, Qian Yun had been training her skills.

Could it be that the mysterious story of the Murakumo Hotel is actually...!

Suddenly, a black shadow emerged from Qian Yun's body and frightened her so much that she took a step back. At this moment, she finally saw the true appearance of the object that was overlapped with Qian Yun.

Bangs as dry as straw, and scarlet pupils filled with resentment.

It's the red-eyed demon!

Why does the red-eyed demon attach itself to Qian Yun?

Qian Yun, who should have been paralyzed by the fangs and collapsed to the ground, also took action at this moment. She glanced at the crystal chandelier hanging right above Tang Qianqian's head. This object, which had been there since the construction of Congyun Hotel, finally made a teeth-grinding sound under the heavy weight and fell straight towards Tang Qianqian.

At the critical moment, the "ghost" attached itself to Qian Yun and blocked the poisonous fangs that were shooting at her.

"Thank you for listening to my story."

Qian Yun caught the red-eyed demon's right hand that was stretched out to her, and her hands and feet regained some strength.

If you want to kill all the gods, you must not fall here. Even if the lady disappears, the agreement between them will continue.

Just when she was forced into a desperate situation, Qian Yun heard a voice coming from her body, telling her that Lord Yehuo was very fond of her abilities, would provide her with a new shelter, and would give her the power to kill all the aliens.

Qian Yun had never heard of the story about the night disaster, but she believed it almost immediately.

In an instant, the silent portrait fell into madness again. Everything that had been circulating in Congyun Hotel came alive at this moment. There were no more rules, and this was no longer a game. They had only one goal, to stop Tang Qianqian and Yang Ping.

This is both a strange story and a form of protection from ancestors to their descendants.

Qian Yun ran very fast. She turned over and sat on the wooden handrail of the stairs. The falling crystal chandelier brushed past her and she slid down along the handrail.

When she was a child, she often ran around the hotel and she knew every structure of the hotel.

The last thing Qian Yun saw was Qian Congyun, with an angry face, rushing out of the painting and stabbing a sharp object into Tang Qianqian's arms before she could regain her footing as she staggered while trying to avoid the chandelier.

She also saw Tang Qianqian's body falling backwards and falling down the stairs. The young man named Yang Ping was eager to grab Tang Qianqian's arm.

Qian Yun's intuition told her that Tang Qianqian would not die like this.

And at the moment of sliding down the handrail, Qian Yun saw Tang Qianqian's arm instinctively stretched out towards her, but for some unknown reason, she stopped halfway, allowing the two to pass by each other.

The other party had a chance to grab her and stop her from escaping.

"Tang Qianqian, Yang Ping..."

Qian Yun silently memorized these two names in her heart.

……

"Sister Qianqian, are you okay?"

Yang Ping said in annoyance.

When Senior Mingyuan won, he thought that the strange stories in Congyun Hotel had disappeared. More importantly, Tang Qianqian's words in the room woke him up.

But he disobeyed Tang Qianqian's instructions in his heart.

Since the choice is in his hands, he will never take the risk of seriously injuring or even killing his companions.

The future can be changed.

The defeated lady made Yang Ping even more convinced of himself - the source of the strange stories at the Congyun Hotel had been eliminated by Senior Mingyuan, and Sister Qianqian would never be killed by the resurrected Qian Congyun.

"In this way...your prophecy is fulfilled."

Tang Qianqian lay on the cold floor and it took her a long time to utter a word. She understood Yang Ping's character and knew that her instructions might not work. So when she noticed Qian Congyun rushing out of the picture frame, she gritted her teeth and gave up the opportunity to dodge.

Yang Ping mentioned the scene where he was attacked by the watchmaker.

His body was stabbed several times, and it was the presence of the small sachet that saved him from death.

She had been prepared, but she didn't expect that she would fall heavily to the ground from mid-air due to inertia.

The fall made her brain go blank, and the strong impact made her unable to feel even the pain for a while.

Tang Qianqian just lay on her back on the floor, her eyes passing Yang Ping, watching Duan Mingyuan coming down the stairs. The roaring and screaming ghost stories turned into objects the moment they pounced on him, falling to the ground one after another.

"I have stressed this many times, don't do anything dangerous."

Duan Mingyuan glanced in the direction where Qian Yun disappeared, and after thinking for a moment, decided to let her leave.

Mrs. Bai Gu took all the blame on herself and calmly welcomed the arrival of death. The history of the Congyun Hotel and the Qian family that had been entangled for generations came to an end. After Qian Yun left, there would be no more strange stories in this place.

The incident ended here. This originally perfect scene was flawed because of Tang Qianqian's stupid behavior.

He was able to help Tang Qianqian land safely, but some fools should fall hard to learn their lesson.

"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have the little sachet September gave you. There will be times when a person's luck will be squandered."

"It won't happen again, it won't happen again!"

Tang Qianqian admits her mistakes at lightning speed, which is one of the important skills she has acquired in the workplace.

She didn't mention Yang Ping's ability development issue again. Explaining it at this time sounded like quibbling. When she first started her internship, the section chief often scolded her for this issue.

It could have been finished in two minutes, but I took an extra ten minutes just to explain.

This time, the senior did not continue to criticize her, and a sudden beam of light interrupted their conversation.

There was a roar of an engine outside the hotel; that was the sound of a hovercraft.

The first to break in were the company's fully armed security team, who were armed with live ammunition. After confirming that Duan Mingyuan and a few others were the only ones in the hotel, the captain said something on the intercom, and soon a familiar figure walked towards them.

He still held an oversized crow in his arms, and a professional smile was always on his face.

"Nice to meet you again, Mr. Duan Mingyuan."

Fuling glanced at the mess on the ground and asked, "Is it over?"

"ended."

"That's good... Don't get me wrong, we're not following you or monitoring your lives."

Fuling took the initiative to explain. Even though she knew it sounded a bit obvious, she still had to maintain her reputation. "This hotel has some connections with the company. A senior executive at the headquarters sent a message, specifically asking me to handle the aftermath. It might be because I had previously obtained information from the inside that caused some people's dissatisfaction."

The boss died in a hotel in Yunlong City. In the following years, the assistant was promoted several times and replaced the boss's position.

This kind of thing can only be classified as "groundless" rumors within the company. Before there is solid evidence, even if everyone knows what is going on, they have to treat it as false.