“Amitabha, I've finally found you, heh heh heh!”

After saying this, the old Daoist began to rub the screen vigorously with his hand. Zhou Zekai had damaged this thing before, and even after entering the mirror, it wasn't as smooth as before. The boss was able to shatter the mirror and force this thing out; the old Daoist felt he could do it too.

But as he rubbed, the old Daoist suddenly froze. He recalled what he had just said and suddenly felt a chill run down his back, then he swallowed unconsciously.

It couldn't be...

It must be just a coincidence.

Yes, it was because he had heard those words on the phone before, so he had an impression in his mind and blurted them out just now.

Yes,

It must be like this.

There was another possibility, one that the old Daoist dared not think about, really dared not think about.

As he rubbed, a layer of grime, like the dirt on someone who hadn't bathed in a long time, was rubbed off. The old Daoist pinched it between his two fingers and pulled it out with force.

"I found it!"

At the same time, the old Daoist, recovering from his shock, remembered to call for help.

Xu Qinglang immediately ran over, and seeing the old Daoist grabbing something from the phone, he immediately understood and watched from the side, afraid that this thing would run away again later.

Zhou Zekai finally pulled his fingernails out of the ground, breathing a sigh of relief. He used to read Xianxia novels or watch TV dramas where people could obliterate things with a wave of their hand, shattering mountains and reversing rivers. The Dou Zong powerhouses were truly terrifying...

But when it came to him, he realized that the gap between fantasy and reality was really huge. He was already a little sore from the effort.

The old Daoist pulled the thing out and pressed it firmly with both hands. In fact, you couldn't feel its presence, and there wasn't even a gap between your hands, as if there was nothing inside at all.

But there was indeed a feeling stimulating you, that wet, slippery, and slightly cold sensation, constantly telling you that there was something in your palm.

"Boss, here!"

Seeing Zhou Zekai coming, the old Daoist immediately got up and handed the "hot potato" to Zhou Zekai.

Zhou Zekai reached out and took it. It was a black ball, no, now it looked like a black rag. But to be safe, Zhou Zekai directly pierced through the middle with his fingernail, like skewering a kebab. This thing was just too good at running and hiding.

Any soul-like thing seemed to be restrained by Zhou Zekai's fingernails. After being pierced by Zhou Zekai's fingernail, this guy kept "spinning" and "jumping,"

Appearing very painful.

"What are you………………"

Zhou Zekai hadn't even finished his first sentence when,

A sound like a balloon bursting was heard,

The black thing pierced on his fingertip actually exploded directly, turning into wisps of green smoke.

"…………" The old Daoist.

"…………" Xu Qinglang.

The old Daoist had ten thousand `mmp`s in his heart that he didn't know whether to say or not, but a strong desire to survive made him swallow the words in his heart. He had deeply understood the Dao of Following One's Heart, and immediately said:

"Boss, this guy's bones were too hard, he'd rather die than submit."

He wouldn't criticize Zhou Zekai for directly breaking the other party, after everyone had worked so hard for so long, and hadn't even managed to ask a single question.

Xu Qinglang took a deep breath. He wanted to curse, but he was too lazy to.

"Sorry." Zhou Zekai was a little embarrassed. Everyone had spent so much energy trying to catch this thing, but it had gone wrong in his hands. "I didn't expect it to be so fragile."

The three of them returned to the living room, the atmosphere somewhat heavy. They had originally thought that a turning point had appeared, and a breakthrough seemed to have come, but with that sound:

"Pop,"

The whole thing went back to square one.

"Boss, at least we've confirmed one thing, that this hotel definitely has something fishy going on!"

The old Daoist said very seriously and earnestly, not feeling at all that he had just said something pointless.

"Should we rest first, or go take another bath?" Xu Qinglang asked.

"Let's rest first. It's almost eight o'clock now, we'll probably go take another bath around one or two in the morning," Zhou Zekai said, looking at the time.

The three of them didn't go back to their rooms to rest, but just lay on the sofa and tatami in the living room. In fact, Zhou Zekai wanted to go back to his room to sleep, but Xu Qinglang and the old Daoist obviously weren't willing. The old Daoist had always been shameless and insisted on following the boss, and although Xu Qinglang said he didn't want to, his body was very honest.

Next to Zhou Zekai, at least when something happened, there was someone who could step up and face it head-on, while once he was alone, he would often be caught off guard.

The old Daoist didn't bring up the matter of that sentence, because he thought it might be a coincidence, and he was a little uneasy in his heart.

Around eleven o'clock, the old Daoist was awakened by his bladder. He didn't dare to go to the bathroom, firstly because the bathroom was indeed haunted today, and the old Daoist was afraid that the family of three would suddenly come out looking for their heads on the ground while he was peeing, which would scare him into impotence.

Secondly, too many horror stories and movies had accidents happen while peeing and pooping. Knowing that there was danger nearby, but still insisting on going alone, still paying attention to something at a critical moment, often ended up killing oneself.

So, the old Daoist directly reached out and took an empty mineral water bottle from the coffee table, preparing to solve it directly in the living room.

Just as the old Daoist unbuckled his belt and prepared to turn on the tap, the old Daoist saw Zhou Zekai on the opposite sofa looking at him with his eyes open.

The old Daoist immediately stopped his movements, a little embarrassed, and said, "Boss, are you awake?"

"I can't sleep," Zhou Zekai said.

The old Daoist suddenly realized, yes, Zhou Zekai couldn't even sleep at night without Bai Yingying; he had actually forgotten.

Zhou Zekai got up, lit a cigarette, walked to the front of the living room, directly opposite the bathroom, pointed inside, and said, "I'll watch, you go in and relieve yourself."

Touched,

Incredibly touched,

A thousand, ten thousand times touched!

The old Daoist couldn't help but shed tears. The boss had changed, really changed, had become caring for his subordinates, had become concerned about lonely old men.

Although it seemed a little late to understand these principles after living two lifetimes, but... it was worth it!

The boss was actually willing to help him pee at night!

The old Daoist's inner activities were very rich, and of course, it was really Zhou Zekai's unintentional action that greatly touched him.

"Okay, Boss."

The old Daoist immediately went into the bathroom,

The door wasn't closed,

Standing by the toilet, the old Daoist could see Zhou Zekai in the living room, and Zhou Zekai could see him, very safe!

This feeling was awesome!

"Boss lights the lamp, illuminating the home of ghosts, letting lost little ghosts find their way back;

Boss lights the lamp, illuminating the future of ghosts, using a little light, to cool the hearts of ghosts…………"

The old Daoist was in a good mood, humming a little tune, slowly taking out his tap, looking for the most comfortable angle, and then starting to brew.

He was getting old,

The tap was inevitably rusty,

So now, singing was also to alleviate the embarrassment, otherwise, wouldn't the boss be very curious if he stood by the toilet for a long time without hearing the sound of water?

At this moment, Zhou Zekai's phone rang. He looked down and found that it was still that unknown number.

The beginning of the whole thing actually came from this unknown phone call. It was like a thread, constantly pulling them to this hotel to investigate the matter of this hotel.

And indeed, the hotel did have a problem, but the feeling of being led by the nose all the time made Zhou Zekai very uncomfortable and disliked it very much.

But no matter what, Zhou Zekai answered the phone.

Immediately afterwards,

The somewhat tiresome words came from the phone:

"Save me…………save me…………I'm at General Mountain…………save me…………save me…………Please…………save me…………"

It seemed that his opening remarks would always be only this one.

Zhou Zekai wanted to curse a little. If this guy was in front of him, Zhou Zekai estimated that he would step forward and give him a slap.

Really, could he give a little bit, just a little bit of useful information?

"I'm at General Mountain," Zhou Zekai replied weakly.

But this time, it seemed different.

Because the voice on the other end of the phone,

Seemed to suddenly understand how to communicate.

He actually changed his usual Xianglin Sao-style speech: (Xianglin Sao is a character in modern Chinese literature known for repeating tragic events.)

"Really…………you've come…………really come么…………really么…………"

"Yes, I've come, where are you, how should I save you?"

Zhou Zekai paid a little attention and had some hope in his heart.

"Heh heh…………you've come, that's good啦…………so good…………so good ah…………thank you for coming to save me…………really…………thank you…………I'm very grateful to you…………very, very grateful to you…………"

He said a lot of words of thanks,

But still no useful information.

Zhou Zekai interrupted the other party's incessant thanks and said directly:

"Tell me something useful, otherwise I'll go back tomorrow morning."

"Useful things…………ah…………right ah…………sorry…………my brain…………has a bit of a problem…………"

He had known this for a long time.

"Oh…………I remember…………I remembered…………how you should save me…………oh no…………is to save us啦…………"

"Hurry up."

"That is…………you replace us…………replace us here to accept punishment and suffering…………then we…………then we can…………escape the sea of suffering啦…………"

Zhou Zekai's eyes narrowed,

Just then,

The voice in the phone suddenly accelerated:

"Unexpected?

Surprised?

Want or not,

Let me get you some red wine first,

To celebrate?"

Red wine?

Zhou Zekai frowned slightly.

At this moment,

After a long period of brewing, the old Daoist finally released the water,

Making a "哗啦啦" sound.

Just like the first thing most people do after sitting on the toilet and pooping is to turn around and take a look at their own poop,

The old Daoist also habitually looked down at his below,

Then the old Daoist's face suddenly changed,

He found that what he peed out,

Was blood,

Bright red blood!