Zombie World: Poor Monk Fahai

"Why did a carload of ghosts come to the hotel?" Ma Dingdang asked in confusion.

"It's not a carload of ghosts, and there is a woman who hasn't turned into a ghost." Zhang Yuan said, he could tell at a glance whether it was a human or a ghost.

"The station wagon, all ghosts except one woman."

Zhang Yuan felt a little familiar, and then a flash of light flashed in his head, thinking of something, and secretly said: "Could it be the plot of the ghost tour group?"

A female psychic came to Fragrant Island in a station wagon to find the head's kidney, but the car overturned on the road and came to Fragrant Island with a group of ghosts.

"What should we do now?" Ma Jingdong asked.

"Let's open a room." Zhang Yuan said.

"You still think about those who are not serious at this time." Ma Dingdang blushed and glared at Zhang Yuan.

"Where do you want to go, let's go to the hotel to open a room and see what these ghosts want to do." Zhang Yuan said seriously.

"The devil will believe what you say." Ma Dingdang said.

"Don't believe it, you can go back, I'll go alone." Zhang Yuan shrugged, he really went to investigate what these ghosts wanted to do, but he couldn't guarantee whether they would do anything else.

"I'm not going back." Ma Dingdang said.

"You two, are you staying or dining?" The front desk lady at the hotel saw Zhang Yuan and Ma Dingdang coming in and asked. It was just a beautiful woman and a monk. This combination made her feel a little strange.

"Open a luxurious single room." Zhang Yuan said.

"Okay, I'll open it for you right away." The lady at the front desk looked like I understood, and immediately opened a room for Zhang Yuan, making Dingdang's face blushing. .

Chapter 288

"Miss, I saw a tour group come in just now, which floor do they live on?" Zhang Yuan asked casually after getting the room card.

"They also live on the twelfth floor, but our room has good sound insulation. Even if the two of you move louder, they will never hear it." The lady at the front desk smiled.

"I can rest assured." Zhang Yuan said.

"But it's really strange. The elevator was full just now, and those people forced it into it. The manager couldn't even scream. Logically speaking, the elevator should be seriously overloaded and would not go up, but I don't know why, the elevator still goes up. Yes," said the lady at the front desk.

"There is such a strange thing?" Zhang Yuan pretended to be surprised.

Those people are already dead, and the undead are attached to them, making their bodies very light, as if they have no weight, and the ladder can naturally go up.

"Our manager thinks it's a ghost," said the lady at the front desk.

"How can there be ghosts in this world? I think the elevator must be broken." Zhang Yuan said, looking like he didn't believe in ghosts.

"I also think that's the reason." The front desk lady~ said.

"Let's go up first." Zhang Yuan said, pulling Ma Ding-dang away.

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In the room, Ma Dingdang was paralyzed - lying on Zhang Yuan's body.

"It's obviously because I'm hiding bad thoughts, and I'm thinking about it wrong, and I don't know how to pity Xiangxiyu at all." Ma Dingdang complained, and she felt that all the bones in her body were about to fall apart.

"Who said that just now..." Zhang Yuanxie smiled charmingly.

"Don't tell me." Ma Dingdang immediately interrupted Zhang Yuan's words, remembering what he had done just now, Ma Dingdang's little face blushed like the sunset on the horizon.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, let's do business." Zhang Yuan said.

"What do you want to do?" Ma Dingdang immediately became vigilant, guarding Zhang Yuan like a wolf.

"Look, you're thinking again, I'm talking about those ghosts." Zhang Yuan laughed badly, and then turned on the TV. The TV was connected to the camera outside, and he could see the situation in the corridor.

On the screen, there is a Taoist priest holding a peach wood sword, dancing around.

This Taoist priest looks very similar to Ninth Uncle, but he is much younger than Ninth Uncle, and he doesn't have the eyebrows of Ninth Uncle. If he didn't know who he was, Zhang Yuan would doubt whether he was Ninth Uncle's illegitimate son.

His name is Ma Jiuying, and he is the cousin of the female psychic in the tour group.

Speaking of this tour group, I have to say that they are a bunch of weirdos. A driver who dares to urinate and spit on the bones would not overturn the car if it wasn't for angering the ghost.

An inspirational woman who wants to be a high-end chicken, a buck-toothed man with a bad breath, a manic man with sunglasses, and three robbers with low IQ.

"It seems that he has met a colleague, but his strength is not very good. It is so difficult to deal with such a few little devils." Ma Dingdang glanced at the TV.

"It's really not that great." Zhang Yuan said, and at a glance, he could tell that Ma Jiuying was only a first-class warlock, and he was still in the early stage of first-class warlock.

On the screen, a waiter came over with a pot of tea, saw the talisman posted in the room, and said angrily, "Who is so boring and wants to make me scolded by the boss."

He tore off the talismans that Ma Jiuying had pasted on the door one by one, and the ghosts who had just been subdued by Ma Jiuying were released, leaving Ma Jiuying busy.

Ma Jiuying saw it, and did not stop it, but immediately hid the Taomu sword, and then supported the walls on both sides with both hands and feet, and climbed to the top of the corridor.

"This Taoist priest is quite smart. If he runs to stop him now, not only will he not be able to stop him, he may even be arrested." Ma Dingdang said.

"Now the living environment for cultivators is getting more and more difficult." Zhang Yuan said.

Because of the suppression of the policy, even the major factions such as Maoshan School and Longhushan have fallen, and it is even more difficult to survive like a small Taoist like Ma Jiuying.

In the corridor, the waiter left, and Ma Jiuying got down from above.

Just after moving his sore hands and feet, a force suddenly acted on him, causing him to slam into the wall uncontrollably, and he quickly supported the wall with both hands.

"What's wrong with him?" Ma Dingdang asked unconsciously.

"You'll know when you look at it." Zhang Yuan said, he knew that it was the female power user Li Jialing who misunderstood that Ma Jiuying was peeking and was using powers on Ma Jiuying.

He was still a little curious about this ability.

This kind of power is innate and is a mysterious power, but Pangu zombies of more than three generations will awaken a power, like a general, with a variety of powers.

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Ma Jiuying's head and limbs entered the wall, but the wall was nothing.

"How does it feel like a magic through the wall?" said Jingdong Ma.

"Almost." Zhang Yuan said.

Although he has not yet figured out what the essence of power is, powers and spells do have something in common. For example, Zhang Yuan's Luohan Jin body is immune to spells, and powers also don't work for him.

When the generals used time imprisonment, they had already proved this.

Suddenly, Ma Jiuying was pushed out of the wall again and fell to the ground. After being tossed by Li Jialing, he is now dizzy.

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The door of the room opened, and Li Jialing came out angrily.

"Hey, who are you?" Li Jialing asked.

Seeing a photo dropped on the ground, Li Jialing picked it up and looked at it, but found that it was her, and asked Ma Jiuying, "Why do you have a photo of me?"

"This is a photo of my cousin." Ma Jiuying said in a daze.

"What's your name?" Li Jialing continued to ask.

"Ma Jiuying." Ma Jiuying said.

"Cousin, why are you here?" Li Jialing said in shock, the other party was really her cousin.

"There are ghosts here." Ma Jiuying said, and then passed out completely.

"Hey, wake up, wake up." Li Jialing patted Ma Jiuying, but Ma Jiuying didn't respond at all, she could only helplessly carry Ma Jiuying up.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan was not interested in continuing to watch it, so he turned off the TV.

"How are you? I'm going to go down to have something to eat. Are you going with me, or will I order one for you?" Zhang Yuan asked, he was a little hungry.

"I'll go with you, but I have to take a bath first." Ma Dingdang said, after a rest, her physical strength recovered a lot, but she was still sweaty and had to be washed.

"Do you want me to help you?" Zhang Yuan asked.

"I don't want it." Ma Dingdang refused, looking at Zhang Yuan suspiciously, wondering if Zhang Yuan was hiding some bad thoughts.

"Whatever you want." Zhang Yuan shrugged.Death.

Chapter 289

After Ma Dingdang took a bath, Zhang Yuan and Ma Dingdang came to the restaurant below the restaurant.

"Excuse me, what do you two need?" The waiter came over.

"Two medium-rare sirloin, two desserts, and two glasses of juice." Zhang Yuan said, he likes to eat cooked food, steak should be at least medium-rare, and ninth-rare is better.

"Come up immediately." The waiter wrote down what Zhang Yuan ordered with a pen, and then prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yuan stopped him.

"Do you have anything else to do?" The waiter turned around and asked.

"I need to talk to your manager about something, can you help pass it on?" Zhang Yuan said.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?" the waiter asked. If there was something important, he would definitely notify the manager. If it was a normal matter, he would rashly notify the manager and he might be scolded.

"You need to see your manager to say this," Zhang Yuan said.

"I'm going to tell the manager. As for whether the manager will come, I can't guarantee it." The waiter saw Zhang Yuan and Ma Dingdong dressed up, and at first glance they were rich people, so he decided to pass the news.

"Trouble." Zhang Yuan said, taking out a hundred-yuan bill as a tip to the waiter.

"Thank you." The waiter's eyes lit up when he saw the hundred-yuan bills. If Zhang Yuan took out the hundred-yuan bills early, he would pass it on even at the risk of being scolded by the manager.

"What are you doing with their manager?" Ma Dingdang asked in confusion after the waiter left.

"You don't have any business acumen. Their hotel is haunted. If we help catch the ghosts, we will always be paid a little bit." Zhang Yuan said.

Soon, the waiter came over with the manager of the hotel.

"Hello, what do you have to do with me?" the hotel manager asked.

"This is our company's business card. If you need anything, you can call the number above." Zhang Yuan took out a business card and gave it to the hotel manager.

"Yiyantang cleaning company? Our hotel has its own cleaning staff, so we don't need to hire a cleaning company." The hotel manager took the business card and glanced at it, then shook his head.

"Our company is not a cleaning company in the traditional sense, but a cleaning company. Don't be in a hurry to refuse. I believe you will need it soon," Zhang Yuan said.

The hotel manager understood what Zhang Yuan meant, but he didn't really believe in that kind of thing. If Zhang Yuan wasn't their customer, he would probably throw Zhang Yuan out.

"Is there anything else? If not, then I'll take my leave." The hotel manager said.

"You please." Zhang Yuan said.

The hotel manager returned to his office and threw the business card Zhang Yuan gave him into the trash can.