A thigh was grabbed by the old Daoist. When the old Daoist looked over, he was so scared that he forgot to throw it away.
At that moment, Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang left the pool together. The two of them quickly changed their clothes in the living room.
After they left, the old Daoist came to his senses. He quickly threw his thigh away and ran out of the hot spring pool. He wanted to put on his clothes, but when he saw the boss and Xu Qinglang opening the room door and preparing to leave, he took a bathrobe and wrapped it around his body and followed them out of the hotel.
After all, the old Daoist was not Xu Qinglang. He did not have the guts to stay in the haunted house alone.
The layout of this holiday villa was very large. It was similar to a villa area, and the green belt inside was also very good. Usually, after checking in at the front desk, there would be a greeter who would drive an electric car to bring the guests into the villa they chose. If they wanted to eat or go out, they could also call the front desk to make an appointment.
"Is it going to rain today?"
The old Daoist raised his head and looked at the sky. The dark clouds in the sky were dense, as if a thunderstorm was about to happen.
Zhou Ze did not answer and continued to walk forward. Xu Qinglang followed behind Zhou Ze with a serious expression.
They had experienced the three villages, so they were not unfamiliar with this kind of layout. As for the old Daoist, because of his strong vitality, he had not been able to enter the three villages last time, so he had not completely reacted to it yet.
After walking for about five minutes, they arrived at the guest reception building. On the left side of the building was a restaurant, which served breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
When Zhou Ze and the other two walked into the building, they saw many people wearing bathrobes like the old Daoist walking in from outside and directly entering the restaurant to eat.
"Yo, it seems like rich people enjoy themselves like this. Wearing a bathrobe to eat is what you call tasty."
At first, the old Daoist was a little shy, but now that everyone was like this, he relaxed.
Zhou Ze first walked to the guest reception desk and found that the staff there were all gone. Other than the restaurant, the rest of the place was empty. There was no one in sight.
In the end, Zhou Ze could only choose to enter the restaurant.
"Hello, sir. Please show me your room card." There was a waiter in uniform here.
Xu Qinglang handed over the room card. The waiter swiped it, verified the room type and the number of people available, and nodded.
"I wish you a pleasant meal."
Then, the three of them walked inside.
There were quite a lot of people inside. It was a buffet. Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang found a place to sit down.
"Boss, why don't I go get something to eat first?" The old priest suggested.
Zhou Ze looked at the old Daoist and pointed at a person beside him.
The old Daoist looked in the direction and found a little beauty sitting there eating. She was not bad looking.
The little beauty picked up the glass of milk in front of her and took a sip. Then, with a "putong" sound, the little beauty's eyeballs actually fell out, directly smashing into the glass of milk.
The old priest also subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
Then, the little beauty reached out her hand and stirred the milk. Finally, she took the eyeball out and stuffed it back into her eye socket.
The old Taoist swallowed his saliva again.
"Are you still going to eat?" Zhou Ze asked.
The old Daoist immediately shook his head and obediently sat down beside Zhou Ze.
So touched.
He was so touched.
For the first time, the boss didn't deliberately trick me. He even told me that I can't eat the food here!
Perhaps it was because he was used to being "Teased", but the old Daoist was even more grateful to Zhou Ze at this time. He had really suffered too many losses in the past.
Including the last time when he ate steamed buns, it almost cost him half his life. However, it seemed like the boss could not be blamed for that.
"Are there any big ghosts here?" Xu Qinglang asked in a low voice.
Zhou Ze shook his head. He was not sure. The incident in the three villages was because of the bronze ring. The bronze ring was still on him. Usually, when he was in the bookstore, he would put it in Bai Yingying's bedroom for safekeeping. When he went out, he would definitely bring it with him, just in case he needed it. It was purely a matter of luck.
As for the yin-yang book, it was impossible for Zhou Ze to bring it with him. If he met a child again and it shook a few times, should he save it or not?
"Let's wait and see."
Zhou Ze reached out and gently touched his face. There was a layer of sweat.
"The humidity here is very exaggerated," Zhou Ze said.
Xu Qinglang nodded. "I feel the same way. It's like I'm still soaking in a hot spring."
The old Daoist could only listen at the side. His eyes were looking around. He saw the young man at the opposite table eating noodles while biting his fingers. He treated his fingers as if they were garlic and ate with relish.
He saw that the chef over there had put his arm into the rice noodles and stirred them. When he came out of the pot, he also used his hand to scoop them up. Even if his arm was cooked red, he was not afraid.
Oh my God..,
The old Daoist did not dare to look anymore. He lowered his head,
He was in deep thought.
He was not very flustered or afraid. After all, the boss was beside him. Even if the sky fell, there would be someone to support it.
In fact, since ancient times, places with many ghosts usually meant one of two possibilities.
One was that there was a big ghost there, similar to the Ghost King. Naturally, there would be some mountain spirits and wild ghosts under his command, such as the former Madam Bai and the Old Demon of the Black Mountain in "A Chinese Ghost Story".
The other possibility was that there was a special magical artifact here. For example, the three villages last time were affected by the bronze ring.
If it was only the influence of a magical artifact, then the problem would be smaller. After all, magical artifacts did not have likes and dislikes, nor did they have any intelligence. However, if this general mountain was the execution ground of a Ghost King, then the problem would be huge.
Zhou Ze was not afraid of angering the Ghost King, but he did not want to add too much trouble.
He came here because of the "Ghost Call". He only wanted to complete his original plan. Of course, if he could take away all the ghosts here, that would be the best thing. Boss Zhou, who had just become a regular employee, was now very pitiful.
"That family of three is here," Zhou Ze said.
At the entrance, the family of three walked over and sat down at the table next to Zhou Ze and the others. The daughter sat on the seat, and the father and mother went to get the food.
Then..,
The father and mother brought a lot of food,
The family of three sat on the chair, Bibi straight, facing the food on the table, motionless.
They did not have a head, so naturally they could not eat.
"Is it them?" Zhou Ze looked at Xu Qinglang.
"That's right, it's them." Xu Qinglang nodded to confirm.
Zhou Ze understood. He stood up and took the initiative to walk over. He sat down in the empty seat next to his father.
"Can you speak?" Zhou Ze asked.
The family of three was silent.
"I'm here to help you. You can tell me who killed you. You want to find your own head, right? I can help you."
Zhou Ze explained.
The family of three continued to be silent.
Zhou Ze pointed at the little girl,
"She was so young. Her life had just begun, and she was murdered. As her parents, aren't you angry?"
At this moment..,
The wife raised her arm and placed her finger in the soup in front of her. She dipped it in the soup and began to write on the table.
Zhou Ze looked carefully,
Then, his expression changed.
It wasn't because the woman had written something shocking.
It was because the woman did not seem to know that she was still holding a green vegetable in her finger. She wrote a word, and the green vegetable leaf was also sweeping around on it,
Zhou Ze could not understand what was written at all!
However, the woman was still writing seriously. She wanted to avenge her daughter, but the more seriously she wrote, the more Zhou Ze felt a headache. He could not understand it.
"The words are burnt. Remove the vegetable leaf from it," Zhou Ze reminded.
At this moment,
A few waiters at the front desk shouted, "The meal is over!"
"Clatter clatter …"
Everyone who was eating stood up together. Even Zhou Ze, the old priest, and the others stood up. Then, everyone in the restaurant, including the chef and waiters, began to line up and walk out. Everything was in order, as if they had rehearsed it countless times.
The family of three was the same. They stood up and walked to the exit.
Zhou Ze reached out to grab his husband's wrist, but his husband directly passed through him. Zhou Ze grew fingernails, but he still could not grab them.
This time, Zhou Ze was furious. All ten fingernails grew out, and the black fog immediately spread out.
This was preparing to cause trouble,
I won't play pantomime with you anymore.
However, the fingernails that had been effective against souls before seemed to have lost all their use at this time. The people around him continued to do as they pleased, completely unaffected.
Zhou Ze frowned slightly,
They..,
Weren't ghosts?
If it wasn't a ghost, if it wasn't a soul, then what was it?
Soon, everyone in the restaurant left. Only Zhou Ze, the old priest, and Xu Qinglang were left.
"Boss, what happened just now?"
The old priest went forward and asked. He had just seen the boss put on a poss and thought that he was going to flip the table, but who would have thought that the thunder was loud and the rain was small?
"These guys are not ghosts," Zhou Ze said with certainty.
"If they're not ghosts, then what are they?" The old priest was dumbfounded.
"Maybe it's a similar magnetic field. There might be some mineral deposits in General Mountain that caused the magnetic field here to change, just like how lightning records some images from a long time ago," Xu Qinglang guessed.
Xu Qinglang guessed. "There are ghosts everywhere, but there are so many of them here. That's obviously impossible. The supernatural phenomenon this time has recorded the movements of all the ghosts over the years. That's why we have the illusion that there are many ghosts here."
At this moment, Zhou Ze's phone rang. Zhou Ze answered the phone. It was still the unknown number.
This time, the voice on the other end of the phone became extremely clear:
"Save Me... Save Me... I'm at General Mountain... Save Me... Save Me..."
"We're also at General Mountain. Where the f * ck are you!" The old priest shouted into the phone.
"They're here... They're here... They're here... Ah..."
A scream came from the phone.
Then, there was a burst of noise,
It was another confused ghost call, and there was no valuable information.
However, just as Zhou Ze was about to hang up the phone..,
Another voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone:
"Amitabha!"
"It's a bald donkey!" The old priest said excitedly. "Bald donkey, there's a bald donkey causing trouble here!
This penniless priest has finally discovered the truth! "
Zhou Ze frowned and exchanged glances with Xu Qinglang. Zhou Ze asked, "That voice just now, didn't it sound familiar?"
Xu Qinglang also nodded. "It does sound familiar."
Next..,
A second sentence came from the phone: