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Chapter 33

Chu Chu, who was hiding under the quilt, suddenly jumped out and hugged the ghost's leg.

The ghost was blocked and failed to attack successfully. Wenrou took advantage of the fact that the ghost was hugged for a moment, turned around and swung the mallet to hit the ghost, and used the small sealing technique: "Trapped in Ge Shu, Yu Xian. It is said that there are regrets in moving, and there are regrets in Zheng. lucky."

The mallet hit the ghost.

The purple-white light flourished, trapping the ghost like a cage, the cage shrank, and the ghost was collected into the mallet.

"yeah--"

Chu Chu jumped up excitedly.

Wenrou was so exhausted that she sat down on the bed.

The crystal lamp glass shards pricked on the body and feet caused burning pain.

The wound on my hand has not healed yet, it is covered with band-aids, and now there are many more wounds on my body.

Wenrou suddenly discovered that this courier's job was very dangerous.

Chu Chu lay down next to the stick and watched the ghost trapped in the stick: "Sister Rourou, this guy is from an island country and keeps swearing at people in island country dialect."

Wenrou: "Do you know Japanese?"

Chu Chu shook her head: "I don't understand, but the words he said are something I often hear when I curse people in small movies in island countries."

As a little girl, I watch a lot of small movies from the island country.

Wenrou lowered her head to look at the ghost trapped in the mallet, and she was indeed cursing non-stop.

If he keeps scolding her like this, she will be so noisy that she won't be able to sleep for the rest of the night.

Wenrou communicated with the contracted magic weapon, activated the plunder mode, and the stick began to torture, refine, and absorb the energy of the ghost.

The magic weapon is truly extraordinary.

The ghost changed from cursing to screaming to begging for mercy.

"Master, Master, please forgive me, I know I was wrong! Master, please forgive me, as long as you let me go, I will make oxen and horses for you, and I will saddle your horse and saddle..."

It turns out that the ghost can speak Chinese and is familiar with Chinese culture.

It turns out that not every islander possesses the Bushido spirit.

Wen Ju said: "Come, tell me, how many people have you killed?"

"I have never harmed anyone, Master Mingjian!" The ghost's expression was sincere.

Wenrou: "If you don't tell the truth, you will be refined directly."

"I said, I said, I said!" the ghost screamed, "I scared an old man to death and scratched a couple."

"anything else."

"Also...there was also a woman who drowned."

"anything else."

"It's really gone. After all, few people live in this room."

"Can't you run out and harm people?"

"My ability is only strong in this room. My ability is too weak when I go out."

"Why are you so powerful in this room?"

"..."

"Say."

"Because the framed painting on the wall has a very strong air of gloom and sadness."

Wenrou looked at the framed painting on the wall. The framed painting was an oil painting. In the painting, an Oriental woman wearing a moon-white cheongsam was kneeling on the ground, her upper body bent back in a graceful arc, and her hands in front of her. Lifting it high, as if lifting something or delivering something.

The feeling of this painting is a bit like a religious ceremony.

Under Wen Rouling's eyes, the painting was indeed filled with deep sorrow and hatred, and this consciousness became thick and substantial and turned into a gloomy atmosphere.

"Douzi, what's going on with this painting?" Douzi said: "We tried it with the grade identification technique. This painting is a spiritual object of Yin attribute. If ordinary people get too close to such a painting, their spirits will be negatively affected. But for us, we can help practice the Yin attribute method and nourish the Yin attribute magic weapon."

Wenrou nodded and looked at the ghost again: "Why are you in this room?"

Ghost: "I came to China a few years ago to do business and made a lot of money. I was very happy at the time and lived in this room. I had a heart attack in the middle of the night and died here."

An island native came to China to do business and made a lot of money. He suddenly died of a heart attack in the hotel in the middle of the night.

Is it because being too excited about making a lot of money causes heart disease?

Wenrou felt that this question had nothing to do with her, so she stopped asking.

Put the mallet in your backpack.

The ghost screamed: "I agreed to tell the truth and let me out, but you don't keep your word!"

Wenrou was too lazy to pay attention to it. She didn't promise it would let it go if it told the truth. It was the ghost's own imagination.

Chu Chusese squeezed next to Wenrou: "Sister Rourou, that guy is so scary. Will it run out of the mallet?"

"Probably not. Chu Chu was so brave just now. Thank you. If it weren't for you, it wouldn't be easy for me to seal this guy."

Chu Chu felt embarrassed after being praised.

Then there was a knock on the door.

I don’t know if it’s because the hotel is well-soundproofed or because the people here are big-hearted, but there was so much movement in the house just now, and now someone is knocking on the door.

Wen Ju said: "Come in."

Her feet were stabbed in many places by glass shards and were in burning pain. She really didn't want to open the door for anyone.

I don't know if the person outside the door heard her words, but the room card was swiped outside the door and the door was pushed open.

A man, followed by two ladies at the front desk.

The three of them looked at the scene in the room, dumbfounded.

After a long time, the man finally said: "Madam, are you okay?"

A front desk lady behind him said almost at the same time: "I didn't expect you to be alive!"

Wen Rou said coldly: "It seems that you know that you want me to die by letting me live in this room?"

The man waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, this is definitely a misunderstanding. I will explain to you later. I will take you to the hospital first."

He wanted to enter the room, but the blood on the floor scared him so much that he didn't dare to take a step.

Looking at the blood on the ground, the man's lips trembled: "What, what, what's going on?"

With so much blood, how many people must have died!
Wen Judao: "This is just an illusion cast by the thing in your room. When the energy attached to the illusion dissipates, it will return to its original state. The ground will be full of water."

"Really?" The man couldn't believe it.

Besides the three of them outside the door, there were guests from other rooms looking into the room.

Wenrou felt that in her current situation, she really needed to go to the hospital. Although the wounds were not deep and not fatal, some wounds required doctors to remove the inserted glass, debridement, and tetanus.

The injury on her feet no longer allowed her to wear her own sneakers, so Wenrou put on her slippers, picked up her backpack, and walked out of the room.

To the people at the door, she looked like someone who walked out of a pool of blood all over the house with injuries all over her body.

After Wenrou came out, the man hurriedly closed the door for fear of being seen by more guests.

Several customers at the door stopped asking: "What's going on? There was a ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong situation just now, and now the room is full of blood. You have to give me an explanation. Is it safe for us to live here?"

The man accompanied her carefully: "It's okay now. I guarantee that everyone is safe. I will explain to you later. Now I need to take this lady to the hospital first."

Seeing Wenrou's injuries, the guests didn't bother anymore and went back to their rooms.

Wenrou endured the pain and walked into the elevator.

The man introduced himself: "I am the manager of this hotel. I am very sorry for causing you so much harm. We will definitely compensate you."

(End of this chapter)