Until now, I am not sure what this Golden Gate attitude towards the fat man. Moreover, this young man seems to have no malicious intentions towards me for the time being, and it does not seem to be disguised.

Also, if I guess correctly, his real facial features and strange state should only be able to see only special people. And this condition is the key to whether they choose to receive or not.

Of course, now, I don’t know what this condition is.

Perhaps it is because of the possession of magic power, or it may be a certain energy breath. The most likely thing is that it is related to Hao Ren and the touch of the Golden Gate.

Fatty and I have been in contact with Hao Ren for so many years and are very familiar with each other. In fact, Fatty and I have been in contact with various tombs and ghost tombs all year round. We may not be able to do it well, and we have the same aura as Hao Ren.

"The general manager said, let the distinguished guest follow me and sit down." The young man was very polite, so polite that he looked a little deliberate.

But I always feel that it is indescribable, but I can't say it for a while. In addition, I'm not afraid of these strange existences, so I don't care too much about it.

"Lingling." Just as I was about to go out, the phone rang.

When I took out the phone and glanced at the screen, my face remained silent, but in fact, I was already in a mess.

The phone number...it was actually called by a fat man who had never been able to contact before!

I pretended not to care and answered the phone. A voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Don't come down."

The sound is a bit like a fat man, but it is also a bit hard to hear. There is clearly no noise on the phone, but it gives people a feeling of very noisy, as if it is separated by a galaxy, and the signal is very bad.

I smiled.

Don't go down?

Whether it’s a fat man or not, I’ve made a reservation for this trip!

If it is an enemy who is a mysterious person, either he wants to stimulate me to go on. If so, I have to go on it. Or I really don’t want me to go on it. If so, it’s even more impossible for me to go on it.

But there is another possibility that the sound that was so vague that it could not be completely distinguished was really fat, and he encountered an incredible thing that made me not go.

This may...

I have to go!

The young man looked at his nose and his heart, and seemed to be not interested in the calls I received, nor did he doubt at all.

I didn't care whether it was true or not, and followed him directly into the elevator.

At this point, Ren Shuai did not return and should still be exploring below.

As for whether something will happen to Ren Shuai...

Damn, he is the King of Hell. Even if that mysterious existence killed him, he could not destroy him, let alone touch the Golden Gate.

Surprisingly, I met two familiar faces in the elevator.

The little girl with spiritual eyes, and the middle-aged woman who checked in before me!

I was slightly stunned, and the two girls opposite also showed a slightly shocked expression.

The little girl obviously only focused on the middle-aged woman before and did not pay attention to me. At this moment, when she saw me appearing in the elevator, she couldn't help but take a few more glances and then showed an excited expression.

I was a little awkward. This girl looked at me like that, seeing prey.

"It's so lively today." The young man smiled. He was not polite to me and was much more casual.

The elevator is not the elevator we took when we went upstairs. This elevator, just behind the previous elevator, looks similar to an ordinary elevator. But the decoration inside is completely different. On the three walls inside the elevator, the ones hanging are all antique calligraphy and paintings.

Even as an outsider, after a little bit of the aura in the calligraphy and paintings, I can determine that these three paintings are definitely valuable!

My mouth twitched, which means I was so rich and generous. Even if it was the top ten in the country or the richest company in the country, it would be impossible to place such precious calligraphy and paintings in the elevator.

"Ring" the phone rang again.

I felt a little bit uneasy with no trace of my eyebrows, and I always felt a strange feeling in my heart.

My intuition told me that this call should also be related to my preparation to enter the Golden Gate Nest.

Sure enough, when I answered the phone, I found that the phone was Hao Ren's number!

His face looked more and more strange, and he pressed to answer the call without hesitation.

There was no sound on the other side, just like I didn't answer the phone.

I was silent for a while, and even the middle-aged woman and the little girl around me looked at me in surprise, full of curiosity. Only the young man, still smiling, seemed to not care at all. Within a few minutes after I met him, I had received two consecutive calls.

Of course, many of the guests in this five-star hotel should be busy, and there are quite a few people who take a few steps to answer a few calls. It wouldn't be surprising if I didn't speak after answering the phone.

"A prank?"

The other party never had a voice, and the expressions of the little girl and the middle-aged woman were very strange. I had to murmur to myself, shrugging and preparing to hang up the phone.

Although I have always wanted to contact Hao Ren, it doesn’t make sense to call without saying a word like this.

Unexpectedly, when I was about to hang up the phone, the other party finally spoke, and the voice was indeed Hao Ren’s!

Hao Ren's business has no feelings at all, and it seems like he is just a wooden man.

"Don't trust your grandpa."

My face froze. The old man thought he was playing something scary, and it was really a bit of that atmosphere.

However, his solemn tone still forced me to pay attention to it.

For some reason, I always feel that this Hao Ren is real!

If it is true, he has no reason to lie to me. But grandpa, he did give me the feeling he had before, was himself.

If Hao Ren is right, then what happened to my grandfather? Grandpa cannot harm me, that is grandpa, he is controlled!

But what about Meng Po? What about horse face?

For a moment, I was not sure, but instinctively called back again.

It is still not in the service area and there is no call forwarding.

I'm getting more and more frightened.

Before, I used the fat man's cell phone to call Hao Renda, and then transferred the call to my grandfather. Later, although the call time was used up, Lingtong and Lu Song's cell phones did not talk to each other, but it was not possible.

No, the other party knows that the four of us are together, right?

Thinking of this, I was really confused.

To be honest, before I came back, although I thought my grandfather was missing, I didn’t expect it to be so difficult.

Put away the phone and the elevator door opens.

In addition to the young people, we looked up at the number of floors displayed on the elevator.

Eighteenth floor underground.

My expression moved slightly. The number eighteen is so familiar. Isn’t it just the number of the eighteen levels of hell?

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