On the way, I looked at Zhao Peng carefully.
In just a few days, she had changed a lot.
Her skin was still pale, but it had a strange sheen, and she smelled of incense.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but in her body, I felt like I saw a Buddha statue in a temple.
If I had stared at her like this before, she would have given me a wink.
Then she called me "Little Darling" and leaned into my arms.
Now she was sitting upright with no expression on her face.
Dachun and Sister Shiliu seemed to sense an unusual atmosphere.
They didn't say a word and just sat quietly in front.
Soon we arrived at the Yuelai Hotel.
The place was still the same, deserted.
There was no one at the front desk, there were red lanterns hanging in the hall, and there was no one inside, but I could feel that when I looked inside, there were many pairs of eyes looking at me inside.
Let's take the stairs.
Except for the footsteps of a few of us, there is no movement in the silent stairwell.
Arrived on the third floor.
It felt like I was in another world, with thick red carpets, dark red lights, and coffin-like rooms.
When he walked to the door of Room 301, Zhao Peng didn't knock on the door.
Instead, he clasped his palms together, bowed slightly towards the vermilion door, then stood up, opened the door, and welcomed us in.
There was a faint smell of smoke lingering in the room, and I couldn't help but smell it.
This smell is similar to the one on Zhao Peng.
It should be a special incense.
I looked around.
There were no tables and chairs in the room.
It was just covered with a red carpet similar to the one in the corridor.
The walls were also covered with dark red wallpaper.
With the dark red chandelier overhead, the whole room looked like a big mouth. coffin.
The person who asked us to meet was standing in front of the window.
He was wearing a black monk's robe draped sideways, his feet were bare, and his hair stood as straight as a steel needle.
Next to him, Zhao Si stood upright like a sculpture, with his scarred face exposed in front of us without any cover.
I feel a little nervous in my heart.
The person today is different from those in the past.
He does not have the frivolity and conspiracy of all kinds of people, nor does he have the perverted exaggeration of Mr.
An.
All I felt from his body was heaviness.
Zhao Peng walked straight to his right side, turned around quietly, and faced us without saying a word.
Just like Zhao Si, standing there like a sculpture.
A depressing feeling rushed towards us.
The three of us looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.
"Ahem, you invited us all the way here, why don't you talk?"
It was Dachun who broke the silence.
As soon as he spoke, the oppressive atmosphere immediately dissipated, and even the red light of the chandelier above seemed to be brighter.
The man also turned around, and a pressure as heavy as a mountain came to my face.
At this time, I only had one thought, Mr.
An's death was not unjust.
He took a step forward and stepped out of the dark red light.
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A strange face appeared in front of me.
His eyes are very strange, the whites of his eyes are almost invisible, his nose is slightly sunken, his eyebrows are missing a small part, and his face is a little square, which is obviously ugly, but it is put together.
But there is an indescribable feeling.
"Join my teachings and learn my methods."
He opened his mouth, and his voice seemed to have an echo of its own, constantly swirling in my mind, as if telling me that I must promise him, I must promise him.
"snort" Just when I was about to lose the pressure and was about to agree to him, Ruohan's slightly painful groan sounded in my ears, and I suddenly woke up and came back to my senses.
I found that Dachun's condition was better.
Although she frowned, she was obviously fine.
Only Sister Shiliu's condition was a little worse and her legs were bent.
He could fall to his knees at any time.
"Ahem" I coughed on purpose, waking up Dachun, and then Sister Pomegranate, who was hypnotizing us.
"Damn, you're even hypnotized.
I've already entered Taoism.
If you want me to join your religion and learn your methods, you should go talk to my damn master."
Dachun glared and started yelling.
Sister Pomegranate took a step back.
Holding Dachun's arm, he was breathing slightly.
I ignored their fighting skills, but bit my finger and dropped a drop of blood into the pendant.
Ruohan's sound of relief came from inside.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and a surge of anger rose in my heart.
This person is too yin, firstly due to the style of Zhao Peng and Laosi, and then the smell of incense in the room, coupled with this dark red color, this is completely for the hypnotic layout just now.
My understanding just now was wrong.
This person is more sinister than anyone before.
If it weren't for Ruohan, the three of us would probably be in trouble.
This person is very dangerous.
Ever since Mr.
An's head was sent to us, he has been plotting against us.
Using our curiosity leads us here step by step.
"Shut up, don't be rude to Qu Jie" Dachun was still yelling, but the fourth child took a step forward and shouted loudly.
His volume, combined with the metallic friction-like voice, made our eardrums hurt.
"Get out of here" I pointed at Zhao Si and cursed, there is no need to negotiate with them at this time, and I have indescribable confidence in Yuelai Hotel.
Maybe it's the information from memory.
I know that they don't dare to do anything here.
"Qujie" Dachun was stunned for a moment when he heard the name, as if he was recalling something.
"All living beings have spirits.
If you join my religion, you can achieve great perfection."
That Qu Jie took a step toward us again.
He spoke again, and the smell of incense in the room became stronger.
This time, although I was a little dazed, I quickly recovered and became even more annoyed.
They fucking treat us like fools and use the same method to hypnotize us over and over again.
"What the hell Qu Jie, isn't he the Dharma King?"
Dachun was not polite at all.
He didn't get caught up in it at all and recovered quickly.
He pointed at the man and cursed with a smile.
After Dachun said this, I searched in my mind and understood the meaning of "Qujie", which is the Tibetan Dharma King.
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"Which Dharma King are you from?"
I was also annoyed and laughed.
Dharma kings are not just randomly appointed, and I was even more curious.
Everyone really showed up.
Mr.
An is a master of playing voodoo, and now another Dharma King appears and takes Zhao Peng and Lao Si under his sect.
It's really getting more and more chaotic.
"Let them go"
Even stranger.
This Qu Jie didn't pay attention to Dachun and I's questions at all.
Instead, he said this to Zhao Peng and Lao Si.
Is this a joke or something?
He's really sick.
"Damn it.
You invited me here.
If you don't explain it clearly, I won't leave."
Dachun acted like a rogue and sat down on the carpet, wandering around and looking at the three people opposite. .
"Okay, then let's talk about the Sutra and the Way of the Wheel."
Qu Jie suddenly laughed, showing his white teeth.
The unpredictable situation he had just created suddenly dissipated and was replaced by killing. meaning.
There was no concealed murderous intent in those eyes that looked at Dachun.
Dachun hesitated, tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, then stood up, winked at me, and said: "Damn it, just go away, who cares about you here?"
I pulled Sister Pomegranate and walked out.
The moment I walked out of the room and came to the corridor, the oppressive atmosphere receded.
It was like two worlds inside and outside the door.
"Damn it, damn it" Dachun's expression changed again and again, he glanced back at the room and started to curse.
"Let's talk about it when we get back" I pulled a big spring, and if I have anything to say at this time, I can go back and say it.
I already had a vague idea in my heart.
Dachun didn't say anything, and walked out half-carrying Sister Shiliu.
Sister Shiliu was in the worst condition.
She was almost hypnotized just now, and now she was a little exhausted.
As I walked down the stairs and came to the front desk, a gloomy wind blew in my face, blowing on my body and making me shiver uncontrollably.
In the hall on the left, the red lanterns inside were extinguished one by one, and a ghost wedding was over. .
When we got back outside and got in the car, we started the car and drove back without any hesitation.
On the way, there was still a repressive atmosphere in the car, and none of us spoke.
That Qu Jie just put too much pressure on us
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