How about putting Sister Hong and Water Ghost together and turning them into something weird?

This is a very complicated matter.

Du Gui didn't want to continue this idea because it was too scary.

Anyway, let’s leave it to tomorrow.

We can't do it tonight. We can't cut off the body of Captain Tang of the Water Ghost and put it in the store.

Although the body was not swollen or rotten due to being soaked in water.

But it's still quite impressive.

"The night is long and I have no intention of sleeping."

"Let me see if the SP ghosts who have been driving in the past two days have any exciting cars."

Du Gui said and excitedly took out his mobile phone.

As soon as you open WeChat.

Sure enough, the SP ghosts in the veteran driver group did not disappoint him.

The yellow picture flies up.

Videos are everywhere.

Seeds, magnet links, URLs, apps, one after another, it’s dazzling to see.

Du Gui said excitedly: "Okay!!"

In the group, those SP ghosts were naturally driving like crazy.

Drink more lava to fight fatigue: The festival is about to take place, and other group leaders have already put on women’s clothes and are preparing to distribute benefits to group friends, but our group leader is as dead as he is, not even daring to fart.

Pink Patrick Star: A holiday? What holiday?

Pufferfish is used to clean shoes: [Ghost] July 14th is the Ghost Festival!

Fencing boy: [Color] Sharp eyes, sharp sword, my sword is extremely sharp! Fencing with me quickly JPG.

Quack Doctor Octopus:@Home Inn Restaurant Boss Du, why don’t you put on women’s clothes and join us in fencing!

Boss Du of Home Inn A: Haha...

Although Du Gui knew that these SP ghosts could not see his news.

But he still had to send a message, otherwise he would feel unhappy.

but.

It's just a message.

Next, Du Gui quickly looked through the chat history.

Turn on one side.

He said disdainfully: "That's it? I've seen all these pornographic pictures, but that's all."

"ABP-408? Isn't this the same as Mizuho Hara's? It's a pity that I've seen it before."

"Hey, isn't this a short video of the anchor at Station P? It's pretty good, so I decided it's you."

At this time, Du Gui had already clicked on the short video.

The strange sound of um um ah ah rang out.

But at this moment.

Suddenly...

Du Gui's face changed slightly.

"hiss……"

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head, as if a red-hot steel needle had been inserted into it, and it was still stirring wildly.

That kind of pain made his expression immediately ferocious, and there was no blood on his face.

"ah……"

Du Gui covered his head in pain.

With a bang, the phone fell on the table at the front desk, and the tempered film was shattered.

Pain is devastating.

What's even more devastating is that the pain Du Gui feels at this moment is exactly the same as the prerequisite for him to enter the sleepwalking state before.

That is, recalling what happened before.

The more I recall it, the more painful it becomes.

Eventually the whole person will enter a state of sleepwalking.

When he woke up again, he had no idea what had happened.

"Why is this happening..."

Du Gui opened his mouth and roared in pain, covering his head and hitting the wall.

He had just clicked on the short video and hadn't started watching it yet, let alone recalling the lost memory. Why did he suddenly enter a state of sleepwalking?

"don't want……"

"I don't want to sleepwalk..."

"Ahhhhh!"

In the hotel, the only sound was Du Gui's painful wails.

A memory that did not belong to him emerged in his mind.

That was earlier.

A group of people wearing sackcloth and mourning knelt in front of a large house and made way for them.

The big house gives people a very old feel. There is a plaque hanging on the door, but the font on it cannot be seen clearly. White paper lanterns are hung on both sides of the plaque.

That means mourning.

Even the pillars on both sides were covered with a layer of yellow paper.

It was as if the entire mansion was made of paper.

Immediately afterwards.

The door of the mansion opens.

A group of people wearing robes, their faces covered by hoods, walked out carrying a red coffin.

Everyone was silent.

But inside the coffin, there was still noise.

It seems that the body inside is not dead.

Those people carried the red coffin and left. Gradually, mist filled the air, covering all the people kneeling in mourning and mourning, including the mansion.

No sound was made during the whole process.

It's not like a normal funeral at all.

The memory ends here.

Du Gui did not lose his memory and fell into sleepwalking. On the contrary, his head felt as if it was going to explode, which made him even more painful.

He was rolling on the ground in pain.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I picked up a kitchen knife as if to vent my anger, and slashed the tables and chairs crazily.

"This is not my memory!!!"

Du Gui was about to collapse. He held the kitchen knife in his backhand and pressed it against his chest, wanting to end this pain.

But struggling.

He threw the kitchen knife away again.

"The evil spirit and weirdness didn't kill me, how could I commit suicide!"

"I still have enemies in Xu'an, and my cousin is also in Xu'an. Before my Home Inn becomes bigger and stronger, I won't die."

"Absolutely not!"

Finish this sentence.

Du Gui walked to the door of the hotel tremblingly. His eyes were bloodshot and scary.

Then……

He just sat down on the threshold, leaning against the store door.

His will is indeed strong.
To be continued...