I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

Chapter 388 The Angel of Good (4K)

Jack walked into the restaurant cautiously, only to find that the huge fat man who had just waved at the second floor window was already standing behind the counter. A pair of shining little eyes looked at him with a grin on his face as he looked at the ingredients. The boss, however, does not come across as enthusiastic and cheerful. Instead, he is as malicious as a weasel digging into a chicken coop.

"Welcome... hiccup!"

The wine barrel burped drunkenly, and his red rosacea looked like it was about to bleed. The air was filled with the smell of alcohol. Just the smell of it made people dizzy and felt like they were They were all a little drunk.

"Hiccup, do you two want to move in?"

"Yes, we want to stay." At this time, Jack was also in a dilemma. He had already entered the hotel and it was beyond his control if he couldn't stay.

"So..." A meaningful look flashed in Jiugong's small eyes, "Are you two ready for the room fee?"

Jack was speechless. Of course he had money, but for a weird restaurant opened in a place like this, there was no way he could pay with ordinary coins.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out the ghost porcelain in his arms: "Is this enough?"

The ghost porcelain was only held in his hand, but not placed on the counter. Jack was always on guard against the restaurant owner's mischief.

Suddenly, an old wooden door was slowly pushed open, and behind the door appeared half a shriveled old face full of wrinkles and a bloodshot eye, casting an extremely vicious look.

Jack immediately jumped away vigilantly and looked at the old lady hiding behind the door with a defensive posture.

The loud slamming of the door startled Jack. He looked back suddenly, and the old lady with half of her face also hurriedly took the opportunity to retreat back into the house.

The light on the second floor is dimmer than the first floor where the oil lamp is lit. The walls look old and the old lamps that flicker on and off may go out at any time. Every door is closed tightly. Listen. There wasn't any movement coming from inside.

As he spoke, he threw out a key. This thing looked quite weird and sharp. It was more like a knife than a key. At least it could be used to stab someone without any problem.

"Obviously not enough." Wine Barrel grinned, and a few drops of light red liquid, whether it was wine or blood, dripped from the corners of his mouth.

Tang Long retracted the rope in time, and Jack only saw a shotgun that fell to the ground. However, as an experienced man, he immediately figured out a plot. The old couple echoed back and forth, setting up a trap to plot against him, but at the critical moment, he should It was this shotgun that looked like a supernatural weapon that the ghost had revived, and he hurriedly gave up the attack, closed the door and ran away.

The facilities in the house are very simple, with an old wooden window, a half-person-high wardrobe, two chairs, and a small door that should lead to the bathroom.

"Ghost money?" Jiugong's eyes suddenly lit up, he grabbed the ten-dollar bill, looked at it greedily, and even stuck out his tongue to lick it, then waved with satisfaction, "Room 209 at the end of the second floor There is no one, so you can stay there tonight.”

"What about this?" Before Jack could speak again, Tang Long came over, stretched out his hand, and a ten-dollar bill was caught between his fingers.

Seeing that Tang Long seemed to be very interested in the "Ghost Resurrection" shotgun, he hurriedly grabbed the other person's hand and ran to room 209. He quickly opened the door with the key, got in and locked the door with all his strength.

Jack was stunned for a moment and knew that this was not the place to talk. He hurriedly took the key and walked upstairs. Looking at the backs of the two of them, a cruel smile appeared on the plump face of the wine barrel.

"Squeaky-!"

The seven or eight pieces that were made before are now living in Liwan Town.

"Is it isolated?" Tang Long's ghost eyes kept turning, and he couldn't feel the existence behind the door. Maybe the door was originally empty, or maybe there was a very strange existence hidden behind it, but it was isolated by the door. .

However, the real killer move was the door that quietly opened behind him. While Jack's attention was focused on the old lady in front of him, an old man with age spots quietly poked out a shotgun. .

However, in front of Tang Long, how could such a little trick work? With a slight hook of his finger, an old straw rope was immediately hung on the muzzle of the gun. The old man was shocked and gave up the attack without hesitation and drew back. gun.

Unfortunately, before he could take a closer look, he was pulled away by Jack.

"Come on!"

However, it was not so easy to retract the shotgun hung by the straw rope. After tug of war for a second, the old man realized the danger, let go decisively, and closed the door with a bang.

"It feels like this guy is secretly dreaming up something terrible." Tang Long's eyes were filled with emptiness. He just thought that the shotgun should be an imitation of the one in the hands of the cowboy Simon... or a trial product, that's it. I only made seven or eight shots in a row but were still not satisfied, and finally felt like I could do it with the last shotgun.

"This place is very dangerous. Don't think that you are safe here." Jack was about to ask Tang Long where the ghost money came from. Although he didn't know what the ghost money was, he could tell that the dangerous hotel was The boss likes it very much.

But before he could speak, there was a "squeaking" twisting sound from the bathroom, followed by the "swishing" sound of water, as if someone was taking a bath inside.

Tang Long frowned and looked with ghost eyes, but found nothing.

"Have the Ghost Eyes been suppressed?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, already secretly accumulating strength, and called several Li Gui employees to come to his shadow, and then walked inside with vigilance.

"Don't mess around." Jack stopped him again, "This place is really dangerous. If you don't touch some weird things, you won't be provoked. Just hide in the room until dawn."

As he spoke, he took out the shroud and covered the bathroom door.

Originally, Jack thought that everything would be safe this way, but the moment the shroud was put on, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly, and then there was the sound of treading water, as if someone had just washed up. After taking a shower, the guy stepped on the standing water with his bare feet and was about to leave the bathroom.

"The shroud doesn't work?"

Jack's expression changed. Before he could think about it, he felt a huge force coming from him. He heard a "bang" sound, and the bathroom door was almost knocked open. The shroud fell to the ground weakly, without any effect.

"run!"

Jack immediately instinctively blocked the bathroom door with his body and shouted at Tang Long.

Tang Long was really rude. He turned around and pushed open the door to escape.

Jack barely resisted for a few times, but found that he couldn't resist. He hurriedly grabbed the shroud and ran under the bed. At this time, it was too late to break out of the door. Besides, it might not be safe outside the door. He could get under the bed and wrap it again. The shroud blocks the view, but there may be a glimmer of hope.

"Pap-pap-pap-!" At this time, the sound of bare feet treading water had already entered the bedroom. Jack moved very neatly and immediately hugged most of his body with a shroud, holding his breath and concentrating to prevent himself from being discovered.

"Crack-pah-pah-!"

It seemed that Tang Long had left the door open when he left. The footsteps gradually faded away. Jack was slightly relieved. But the next second, the footsteps that seemed to be leaving suddenly turned back and walked towards the bed. come over.

In an instant, Jack's heart was in his throat. In order to avoid being discovered, he covered his head with a shroud, so he couldn't see the outside scene. But as we all know, when a person's eyes cannot see, his nose and Your ears will be extra sensitive.

He could clearly hear the sound of treading water getting closer and closer, and there was even a vague smell of shower gel coming from his nostrils. However, this shower gel was obviously very poor quality and extremely choking. Jack had an uncontrollable urge to cough. .

"No, you can't sneeze!" He pinched his nose and throat hard, trying to anesthetize himself with the pain. Fortunately, he could hold it back.

"Squeaky-!"

This sound should be Li Gui opening the closet and checking.

But then, the footsteps began to circle around the bed, and were finally heard at the end of the bed.

Jack's heart trembled again. The shroud could not completely cover him. At least part of his shoes were exposed!

Now, I can only pray that the evil ghost won't bend down to check.

In just a few seconds, Jack felt that it was longer than a century. The footsteps seemed to stop at the end of the bed, and he didn't know whether they were peeking at him or searching for a target.

But suddenly, a cold and slippery hand touched his ankle!

That hand seemed to be coated with low-quality shower gel. It should have been difficult to hold things, but its strength was so terrifying that it almost crushed Jack's ankle.

This power is definitely not the power of a living person!

He immediately lowered his head and saw a scene that chilled him. It turned out that the sound of treading water just now was not made by his feet, but by his hands!

That fierce ghost was walking upside down with his hands on his hands, and his head was looking under the bed!

"Damn it, the real way to survive is to sleep on the bed..." Jack's expression became distorted. At this time, the evil ghost had grabbed his ankle with one palm and pulled it outward hard. It seemed that he didn't care what he pulled out. A whole person, but a broken leg.

But after all, he was someone who had been in and out of Liwan Town many times. Even in this crisis situation, he did not give up. He immediately used ghost porcelain to protect himself, and at the same time desperately pulled his legs back.

Protected by the ghost porcelain, his legs had lost consciousness and were not further injured, but instead, the legs of the crooked human-shaped porcelain bottle began to gradually crack.

At this critical moment...

"Boom--!"

"boom--!"

A deafening gunshot echoed in the room!

The next second, Li Gui, who was playing tug-of-war with Jack, fell to the ground. It seemed that he had temporarily entered a state of death.

Jack didn't have time to breathe, and hurriedly looked towards the direction where the gunshot came from, but then he was stunned.

The person who appeared at the door was actually Tang Long. He was holding an old and broken shotgun in his hand. Only then did Jack realize that the "dong" sound before the gunshot was the sound of him closing the door.

"Are you okay?" Tang Long walked over very calmly.

"No, it's okay." At this moment, Jack suddenly felt that he couldn't see through this passerby who was saved because of his kindness.

"What should I do with this thing?" Tang Long raised his chin and pointed at the ghost lying on the ground.

"This ghost is not very scary." As someone who has been attacked personally, Jack certainly has the ability to make correct judgments.

If it were a very scary ghost, it would be impossible for the ghost porcelain to have only one crack like this.

"It will wait for an opportunity in the bathroom and kill people who are not sleeping on the bed in the room to achieve a certain purpose." Jack's eyes became sharp. "This hotel has a good reputation. If you inquire deliberately, you will definitely hear it. Information about this ghost, and this is what the hotel owner really wants, he wants the guests to stay in their beds at night!"

As he said that, Jack took out the key from his arms, which was no less than a knife, and stabbed the bed with force, tearing open the surface of the mattress.

Then, a shriveled and stiff old corpse came into their eyes. Just like a bus ghost was sewn into the seat, this old corpse was also sewn into the mattress.

"This handwriting..."

Jack, who had always been very cautious, actually walked over to the old corpse when he saw it. He looked at the stitches sewing the corpse on the bed with disbelief: "This is what she sewed..."

"She?" Tang Long asked at the right moment, "Who is she?"

Jack showed a tangled look when faced with this question. In the end, perhaps considering that the other party had just saved his life, he lowered his voice and said: "She is the one who helped me rescue Ellie from the Underworld..."

"...Actually, she is a ghost, but in my opinion, she is more human than anyone else in the Underworld. No, you can even say that she is my god."

Jack showed admiration: "It was the first time I came to this cursed town. I didn't know anything. I wanted to save my sister with only my blood. I soon felt hopeless, but even so, I gritted my teeth and didn’t give up, struggling desperately, and at the end of the struggle, she was the one who appeared in front of me.”

"She's at the top of the tallest building, right?" Tang Long continued to ask, "What does she look like?"

"From the outside, she looks like a tattered rag doll that has been sewn together. The unique stitches and thin red threads are exactly the same as the wounds on my body and the appearance of the connection between the body and the bed. "

Jack said sadly: "It was she who helped me find the gap in the Hades Tower and rescued Ellie. It was she who helped me maintain Ellie's remaining humanity. It was she who helped me travel through this town several times, and The reason is simply that when I faced despair, I never gave up until the end.”

Jack stared at the stitches on the corpse, and his cold eyes showed traces of true feelings: "I will lend a helping hand to you at that time, maybe it was also influenced by her."

"If this is a city of sin, then she is the only good angel in this extremely evil world."

(End of this chapter)