Chen Zhao wouldn't really kill Jerome Yemen just because he was making a fuss.
"So annoying. Let's go back to our room."
Charlotte looked at Chen Zhao's back. The aura of death on him grew thicker.
He's going to die here, right?
Charlotte shook her head.
She couldn't persuade him.
She wouldn't waste her saliva on him.
As a spiritualist, she was a witch.
She'd seen many people who didn't believe in the supernatural.
These people usually didn't have good endings.
Unfortunately, the two girls were going to die with him.
Jerome Yemen looked at Chen Zhao's back. A trace of darkness flashed across his eyes.
As soon as they entered the elevator, Chen Zhao started scolding Yura and Cheryl again.
It was just a few sentences, but Yura and Cheryl had already completely released their emotions under Chen Zhao's nagging.
Chen Zhao was really too annoying. If he could scold them more cleanly, they might be able to reflect and blame themselves.
Suddenly, the elevator shook.
Then, the lights in the elevator flickered a few times.
Chen Zhao looked up and saw the head of an evil spirit poking out from the top of the elevator.
Chen Zhao pushed off with his toes and jumped up slightly, grabbing the evil spirit.
Ever since he'd learned the spells of the Qingyi Sect, it was easy for him to deal with ordinary evil spirits.
"Brother, what's that in your hand?" Yura asked. "It's a blurry ball."
Chen Zhao raised an eyebrow. Cheryl was a werewolf, so she could see souls.
But Yura shouldn't be able to see it, right?
After all, only those who'd gone through life and death trials had the potential to become spiritualists, right?
"You can see it?"
"Is it a ghost?" Yura asked.
Chen Zhao thought about it. Was it because Yura had transplanted his bone marrow?
Chen Zhao pinched the evil spirit. It let out a tragic cry. "Can you hear it?"
Yura shook her head. "No."
Was it because it wasn't complete?
Whatever. He was still a dabbler. Why think so much?
Chen Zhao crushed the evil spirit in his hand. It should be an evil spirit from the Evil Spirit Society.
Blackie picked up the pieces and put them away.
"Sleep in my room tonight," Chen Zhao said.
Chen Zhao didn't feel safe letting the two of them sleep in the same room.
When he got out of the elevator, he saw Margaret open the door.
Margaret didn't seem to be in a good state. She reeked of alcohol.
"Damn it, why isn't there a single waiter? What a crappy hotel!" Margaret cursed.
When he saw Chen Zhao, his expression became even more unfriendly.
"Hi, Madam Margaret."
Margaret didn't like him at all. She turned around and closed the door.
Thump — Thump —
"Sh * t, who is it this time?"
Margaret opened the door again, but there was no one outside.
The light in the hallway flickered, and Marguerite thought she had misheard.
At this moment, she suddenly felt something touching her thigh.
But there was nothing. When she turned around, she felt a hand pinching her chest again.
Marguerite shuddered. In an instant, she sobered up a lot.
"Ah … ghost … ghost …"
Margaret dashed out of the room and slammed on Chen Zhao's door.
At this moment, the invisible hand appeared again, squeezing her buttocks.
"Ah … Open the door, open the door!"
Chen Zhao opened the door and looked at Margaret, who was screaming hysterically outside.
"Madam Margaret, what's wrong?"
"Ghost, ghost …"
Chen Zhao glanced behind Margaret. A perverted ghost was … molesting Margaret.
"Come in." Chen Zhao pulled Margaret in.
Margaret saw Chen Zhao kick the air with one foot and then close the door.
Margaret was very nervous now. She looked at Chen Zhao.
"Mr. Chen … I … I apologize for my rudeness earlier …"
"It's okay." Chen Zhao shrugged.
Apart from the fact that she thought he was crazy, she didn't do anything to him.
Chen Zhao didn't take it to heart. He really didn't.
"You … you … can you see that thing?"
Marguerite gulped. She looked very nervous.
Her entire body was tense. She was really scared.
She thought back to when Chen Zhao was talking to the air on the plane.
Perhaps there was someone she couldn't see.
Actually, Chen Zhao wasn't crazy or delusional.
He could see things that normal people couldn't.
Margaret entered the room and saw that Yura and Cheryl were there too.
They were watching TV and eating dinner.
"Have a seat. Do you want something to drink?"
"Give me a glass of water. I feel a bit dizzy."
Margaret sat down uneasily. The TV screen suddenly blurred.
Then, like liquid, a human face appeared on the television screen.
"Ah …"
"Brother, come, another one came out," Yura called.
Chen Zhao came out with a glass of water.
He glanced at the face on the TV.
With a bang, he smashed the TV with a punch.
"Brother, are we going to be harassed by these things for the whole night?"
Chen Zhao was helpless too. He shrugged. "If I knew this would happen, I would've stayed outside. What a headache."
"Brother, look outside." Yura pointed outside the window.
"Ah …" Margaret was startled again.
There was a person stuck to the glass outside the window.
The person was still wearing a suit, but there were abnormal black lines on his skin.
His pupils were completely white, and black liquid flowed out of his mouth.
He was using his head to continuously hit the glass before them.
"Blackie, what's this?" Chen Zhao asked. "It's not a spirit, right?"
"A filth spirit has taken over this person's body."
"What filth spirit?"
"It's when an evil spirit stays in the human world for too long. Its consciousness is completely destroyed and then collected by people. When there's a certain amount, it'll become like liquid. If a living thing touches it, it'll be taken over. Look at what's coming out of his mouth. It's a filth spirit."
"It feels disgusting. Can you handle it?"
"I can't," Blackie said. "Only you can."
Margaret looked to see if Chen Zhao was talking to someone. Immediately, she felt a chill down her spine.
"Mr. Chen, do you have something else with you?"
"I'm practicing my lines."
"…"
Margaret wanted to pretend that she didn't know.
But she knew now.
Just then, more and more filth spirits climbed onto the glass outside.
They looked really disgusting.
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