"Boss Zheng." Yang Yu greeted.

"You looking for me?" Boss Zheng still has a good impression of Yang Yu.

After exchanging greetings with everyone, Yang Yu got down to business.

"You want to catch ghosts?" Boss Zheng looked at Yang Yu in surprise.

"No, no, I want to go and see if I can help you?" Yang Yu smiled wryly.

"Are you worried about the 20 yuan?" Boss Zheng saw through it at a glance, and said with a smile, "You are not a Taoist priest, and you don't even have a belief. Do you still believe in ghosts in this world? Are you afraid that ghosts will kill you?"

"I don't do anything wrong, so why take my life?" Yang Yu said so, but he was terrified to death in his heart, the two car incidents had already frightened him severely.

But for the sake of money, just Xiaomei, Yang Yu wanted to give it a try, to see if his eyes could really see unclean things.

"Think it over, this is not a joke." Zhen Xiaoni was quite worried.

"I know." Yang Yu took responsibility for his words.

In the dead of night, at midnight.

Boss Zheng's family background is really quite strong, this hotel is all his property.

Boss Zheng blocked the fourth floor because of this matter.

"A Taoist priest was invited here before, and he claimed to be a descendant of Maoshan. As a result, after going up, he went crazy, and he is still locked up in a mental hospital, but no one will help you." Boss Zheng said the ugly words first.

"Has anyone died?" Yang Yu asked.

"No." Boss Zheng replied.

"Boss Zheng, you are not telling the truth." Yang Yu saw through it at a glance.

"I really don't know, I also bought it for investment." Boss Zheng replied.

"Then I'll go." Yang Yu said this without any confidence.

Yang Yu took a sip of baijiu to embolden himself.Then he took the flashlight and keys and went to the fourth floor.

"Boss, this guy doesn't look like a Taoist priest. Look at him, he's so scared, how can he catch ghosts?" the front desk clerk asked doubtfully.

"He wants to try it himself, let's wait." Boss Zheng was also very worried.

When Yang Yu reached the fourth floor, it was completely sealed off, the lights in the corridor were dim, and the two sides were dark, and the rooms were one by one, making people panic.

Soon Yang Yu found Room 404.

He held out the key and opened the door with trembling hands.

At the stairway, Boss Zheng and the waiters poked their heads and watched Yang Yu walk into the room.

This is an ordinary guest room. The last guest was frightened and fainted when he heard that he encountered dirty things after he moved in. Then the last guest also complained and claimed that there were ghosts. Online comments caused the business to plummet.

Yang Yu turned on the light, but didn't turn it on.

He could only use a flashlight to shine on it. There was nothing special about the white quilt, curtains, and complete equipment.

But at this moment, Yang Yu saw a mirror.

Every living room has a mirror.

At this time, singing suddenly came from the room.

The singing, the tune is familiar, it is a very old song called "Qing Qing".

If this song appeared in this kind of place, it would not be a classic, and it would be shocking.

Yang Yu swallowed, suddenly something was behind him.Yang Yu turned around, but there was nothing.

"Don't scare me, I have done nothing wrong, there is nothing you can do about me." Yang Yu encouraged himself.

Sudden.

The whole room was red, blood dripped from the ceiling little by little, and then blood gushed out.

Yang Yu ran out in fright, but the door couldn't be opened no matter what!

Blood rushed over and drowned Yang Yu.

"Fake, fake." Yang Yu muttered to himself, and when he opened his eyes, he found that all the blood was gone.

Yang Yu swallowed, and took two steps forward, when he got to the side of the mirror, a black hair suddenly appeared, wrapped around Yang Yu's neck tightly, and then pulled it into the mirror.

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