Although it was a bit strange, I followed the room manager into the elevator and went downstairs.

In the elevator, I asked Yi a faint smell of blood, and couldn't help but frown slightly. I looked at Yi's room manager with a weird look and said in confusion: "Manager, what happened to the hotel these two days? Why does it smell strange?"

The room manager turned his head and looked at me in surprise, opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but shook his head again and said with a forced smile: "It's okay, it's just that I had a conflict with the young couple before, which was a little trouble."

This woman was obviously not ignorant, and she could tell from her eyes that she could not hide the fear from me.

However, she is the housekeeping manager, so naturally she cannot say anything that affects the hotel business. I didn't ask, and the two fell into silence.

I remembered the two couples three days ago in my mind. I still have some impression of the looks of them. I am about 20 years old, the man is not tall, but he is quite handsome, and the girl is very charming. She is not considered a beautiful woman with the first-hand eyes, but her phoenix eyes impressed me deeply.

Thinking about it, the elevator quickly got off to Yi Building, and I followed the manager to the front desk. Since Yuwei was still sleeping, I didn’t know how long she would have to sleep, so I simply paid the yi week fee.

However, after this time I fell into deep cultivation, I could now feel that the yin and yang energy in my body was almost half strong.

I was getting more and more surprised. It seemed that the more Yu Wei woke up, the better the effect would be when she practiced with me.

I bought some food casually and carried it back to the seventh floor. When I passed by 703, I hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked in.

When I entered, I wrinkled my nose. The smell of blood was even stronger. It seemed that it was not just a conflict, but someone might have died!

After coming in, the decoration workers ignored me and I glanced around and found that inside 703, the beds, cabinets and furniture were stacked randomly in the center of the room, and workers were re-sticking wallpaper on all four walls, and even the back of the door had sprayed paint.

My eyes were deep. The old wallpaper from the past was not here, and it seemed that it had been processed.

"Little brother, this room is evil, you'd better stop watching it. You won't be in the mood to have a meal later." On my right hand, an uncle in his forties couldn't help but persuade me when he saw me looking around curiously.

When I heard this, I pretended to be yi's face and said curiously: "Uncle, what's going on in this room? I live next door, why don't I know something happened?"

When the uncle heard this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, and whispered in a tone that he admired me a little, "Little brother, uncle really admires you. If something big happened here, you can still live next door!"

"What the hell is going on? Why is it so bloody?"

"Hey, little brother, do you know if you're dead here?"

Another worker brother who was less than 30 years old happened to paste a wallpaper, turned around, shook his head and said, "The night before yesterday, it was said that the young couple living here had a quarrel, and they were very fierce. You didn't hear it next door?"

I looked at me with some doubts, and I quickly shook my head, saying that I was not in the hotel, and then continued: "After the two of them quarreled, the little girl might not understand, but actually committed suicide in front of her boyfriend. The blood was splashing all over the room."

I'm confused when I heard this. Who could commit suicide to make blood make the room with blood on all four walls and even the ceilings of this twenty square room?

The elder brother and the uncle around me saw my suspicious eyes and hurriedly said that they didn't know what was going on, but they just heard that this was the case.

"But" the uncle lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "This morning, when we came, the room was indeed full of blood. The wallpaper on all sides had ceilings, and even the bathroom doors were covered with blood!"

I'll go!

My first reaction was that I met a dirty thing!

Otherwise, no matter who commits suicide, it will not be effective. Even the bathroom is too exaggerated!

"Don't say you don't believe it, I don't believe it either!" The uncle curled his lips, looked at the door carefully, and then whispered: "Everyone whispered that this matter has something to do with that."

I nodded and carefully checked the room, but didn't feel any ghostly energy. The room was even very sunny. Now the afternoon is sunny and it's very bright.

I was a little disappointed. It had been almost two days and nights. Even if there was that thing, I would have run away long ago.

Thinking of this, I was full of question marks, turned my head and looked at the uncle for no reason, and asked, "Uncle, this sensitivity happened the night before. Why did I deal with the room today?"

Speaking of this, the uncle and the elder brother's faces changed. Qingbai had been working together for a long time before gritting his teeth, pulling me to the side, and whispering: "Damn, I'm fooled. Yesterday morning, the general manager of the hotel asked an acquaintance to find us. The bid was very high. I agreed without thinking much."

"But who knew that after I came here yesterday morning, I saw the shocking bloodstains of the room. But when I went back on my word, I would ruin my reputation and had to bite the bullet and take on the job. But those blood-stained wallpapers can't be killed no matter how hard they are, as if they are like walls, very evil!"

As the uncle spoke, the other three stopped working and looked at us in horror.

I didn't think anything at all, but I was a little uncomfortable by the expressions of these four people.

The uncle continued to tell me that they were all over the night yesterday, but they still couldn't get it down. At the beginning, the general manager of the hotel thought they were lazy, but he brought someone up to do it himself, but found that it was indeed not moving.

"And, it is said that last night, the aunt who was doing the cleaning suddenly rushed in dizzyly, and then ran out screaming, constantly saying that she saw the blood on the wallpaper still flowing, just like a flood of water."

Damn! I was so cold that I said this tone. This uncle was a waste of talent if he didn't tell ghost stories. Unfortunately, Ren Shuai was not here, otherwise he would definitely like this uncle very much.

After leaving 703 and returning to my own room, I breathed and found that the vest was wet.

Damn, I and Yuwei were in deep cultivation for three days in this environment. Fortunately, nothing happened, but even if I practiced the yin and yang energy in front of people and ghosts, as long as the breath was not exposed, they could not feel it.

I looked at Yu Wei's sleeping face with a quiet face, and all my anxiety was relieved.

After dinner, I received a call from the fat man.

This guy complained to me that the weird old man Hao Ren, who was his master, actually ran to their school and became a dormitory manager, and it happened to be their building. These days, the fat man was forced to learn various magic tricks and cultivation tips, as well as basic knowledge of fighting.
Chapter completed!