Inside the hotel...

The ghosts lowered their heads, and all the ghost employees appeared the moment the figure came back.

It's like an employee being lectured by his boss.

I don't even dare to fart.

but……

Among all the ghost employees, there were three ghosts that kept trembling.

The figure's gaze swept across.

Those three ghosts are all resentful ghosts, which are the new guests brought by the Home Inn's tour group.

They are not ghost employees.

Because Boss Du hasn’t had time to buy or sell by force.

The figure reaches out his hand.

The three resentful ghosts stopped shaking instantly.

The figure walked towards the kitchen.

The three resentful ghosts followed blankly, their steps mechanical and stiff, as if their consciousness had been wiped away.

…

Early the next morning.

In Rujia Hotel, a burst of dog barking woke up Du Gui.

He opened his eyes suddenly and blurted out subconsciously: "Fuck you, I'll do it..."

"Damn it, where are the ancient corpses from the Ming Dynasty?"

Du Gui looked around, isn't this the chef of his own restaurant?

"What's going on? Am I sleepwalking again?"

The temperature in the kitchen is a little high.

The stove burned all night, and the pot of soup also simmered all night.

If there is something, if there is nothing.

There was also a faint cry of a baby in the air.

Du Gui looked strange.

"Ghost baby?"

"While I was sleepwalking, I stewed another pot of soup?"

"Stewed all night?"

Du Gui hurriedly lifted the lid of the pot. The soup in the pot was crystal clear. It was no different from boiled water, but there was no scale formed by boiling water.

In a pot of boiling water, only the ghost baby trapped in black stockings floated inside.

It’s almost fucking boiling...

Du Gui's scalp felt numb, so he immediately took out a spoon and fished out the ghost baby.

“There’s something wrong with this pot of soup!”

"Why is it this color? Did I add something to it when I was sleepwalking?"

When he used the ghost baby to make soup, the soup was green.

The kind of green that makes people panic.

But this pot of soup...

No……

This pot of boiling water is transparent and clear.

Suppress the thoughts in your mind for the time being.

Du Gui picked up the kitchen knife and rushed out of the kitchen.

The hotel's rolling shutter door is open.

Because it wasn't turned off at all last night.

There are two ghost buses and a bulldozer parked outside.

The road outside is blocked.

"Where are the ancient corpses from the Ming Dynasty?"

Du Gui had a fierce look on his face, holding the kitchen knife and shaking with anger.

"Damn it, what happened last night?"

"Where is this bastard?"

"Come out if you can, I'll fucking kill you!"

Last night, Du Gui only remembered that his consciousness fell into darkness and entered a state of sleepwalking, but he had no idea what happened next.

But judging from the situation at the time.

I have entered a state of sleepwalking. If I encounter an ancient corpse from the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that my head will be wrenched off in just one round.

One more round.

He was beaten to death on the spot.

But the current situation is that nothing happened to me. Instead, he boiled water all night while sleepwalking. Looking at the ancient corpse of the Ming Dynasty, there is no trace at all.

Du Gui frowned: "Could it be that it didn't dare to enter Home Inn?"

My hotel is indeed getting weirder and weirder.

In Boss Du's memory, the ancient corpse of the Ming Dynasty had been blocking the door last night, and it seemed that it did not come in.

Think left and right.

Du Gui couldn't think of any explanation that could explain what happened last night other than Home Inn protecting him.

"No, I can't swallow this breath."

His tone was very angry.

Captain Jia from the hotel also ran over and circled around him, his tail raised high.

Captain Jia: Woof woof woof!

Du Gui glanced at it.

I actually saw a hint of flattery on this dog's face.

this……

Du Gui was speechless. He ignored Captain Jia and immediately ran back to the front desk of the hotel.

The cell phone was left at the front desk.

But now the power is out.

have no choice……

Du Gui had no choice but to recharge his batteries while thinking fiercely: "The ancient corpses of the Ming Dynasty were too cruel to bully people. I have always been the only one who turned ghosts into a dish. No ghost treats me as a dish. I must kill this damn ghost."

"

"No...it would be too cheap to kill it."

"I want it to work for me for a hundred thousand years."

Immediately...

Du Gui took out the account book and wrote down the name of the ancient corpse of the Ming Dynasty on it.

God knows.

The ancient corpses of the Ming Dynasty caused a great psychological shadow to Boss Du.

Your own scope of activities has been encroached upon.

I have become a delicacy in the eyes of others.

The other party wants to take away your ghost employees.

He is simply more vicious than himself.

Soon, the phone will turn on automatically.

While charging, Du Gui dialed Zhang Quanyou's number.

"Brother, something happened last night!"

On the other end of the phone.

Zhang Quanyou said in a low tone: "Well... something happened to me too."

Du Gui could tell that something was wrong with Zhang Quanyou's tone.

He frowned and asked, "What happened to you over there?"

Zhang Quanyou sighed and said: "Captain Liu came into contact with the ancient corpse of the Ming Dynasty yesterday, but he didn't expect that thing to be so terrifying. It could actually control the movement of ghosts. Captain Liu was taken away by it, and even a corpse was taken away."

Nothing left."

What?

Hearing this, Du Gui's face darkened: "Captain Liu? From the polling bureau?"

Zhang Quanyou said feebly: "Yes, he and I are both from Xu'an. We have participated in many supernatural events. Eight years ago, a vicious god ran away from Fengdu. It was the two of us who solved it together. He saved me.

My life is a very manly person."

These people from the polling bureau...

Some have extreme personalities, some have gloomy personalities, and some have the overall situation in mind.

But no matter what, they are a group of flesh and blood people.

And the concept that I have always accepted is to suppress supernatural incidents and protect ordinary people.

These are a group of great men.

Du Gui wanted to comfort Zhang Quanyou.

But no matter how I thought about it, I didn’t know what to say.

When the words came to my lips, they only became one sentence: "My condolences."

Just this sentence.

Zhang Quanyou's emotions were aroused. He said sadly on the other end of the phone: "Ever since I called the polling bureau, I knew that people like us are not destined to live long."

"As soon as a supernatural incident breaks out, we have to rush to the forefront."

"It's not like you can kill ghosts if you want. If you're not careful, a grudge ghost can be killed by an experienced hand."

"There are so many deaths that we are all numb."

"But I just feel uncomfortable... We also have parents and relatives. My parents died early and I was single. Lao Liu still has a wife and children at home, and they all live with Xu An."

"You said that when the supernatural incidents here in Anzhou are suppressed, how can I face his family?"

Zhang Quanyou lost control of his emotions.

Seems a little chatty.

Du Gui listened silently, his fingers tapping on the names of ancient corpses from the Ming Dynasty on the account book.

At this time, Zhang Quanyou calmed down and asked with a heavy nasal voice: "Brother, why did you call me? Something happened to you too? Is it the funeral home?"

Du Gui said calmly: "It's not it, it's an ancient corpse from the Ming Dynasty. I came into contact with it yesterday, but now I don't know where it went. Can you help me find its location?"

Zhang Quanyou asked: "What do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!