"What do you think?" Yang Xiaobao said calmly, "It's not their fault? Who did it?"
Yang Xiaobao said, turning the Lingxiao Mirror, these Japanese ghosts disappeared into thin air.
"Xiaobao, the ghost in the hotel has been caught, what should we do next?" Liu Qiaoyun asked curiously.
Yang Xiaobao shrugged: "Go to bed and talk about it tomorrow."
At this moment, I heard a voice saying: "Hey, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Yang Xiaobao looked at the rabbit demon who was still unfinished and excited, and was speechless.
"Did you have fun today?" Lao Ma asked.
"I'm happy, there are so many boys around me." The rabbit demon said with a smile.
Yang Xiaobao snorted and said coldly: "Okay, everyone goes back and rests."
Lao Ma handed Yang Xiaobao's things back to him, and then went back to his room to sleep.
Yang Xiaobao lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep not long after.
I don’t know how long it took, but Yang Xiaobao walked to a strange place in a daze.
This place is in ruins, with broken walls and ruins looking over it.
Yang Xiaobao was very puzzled, why did he suddenly come here?
While he was walking among the ruins, a figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
This figure is not an entity, but is composed of strong Yin energy.
This is an evil ghost!
When Yang Xiaobao saw this figure, his heart trembled, and he immediately took out the Lingxiao Mirror in his pocket.
But the Lingxiao Mirror was of no use to this evil ghost at all.
This evil ghost flashed and was in front of Yang Xiaobao in an instant.
It stretched out its arms made of thick black air and grabbed Yang Xiaobao's neck.
When Yang Xiaobao saw that his Lingxiao Mirror was useless against this evil spirit, he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat.
He quickly stepped back, trying to avoid the evil spirit's attack.
But Yang Xiaobao had just taken two steps back when he felt a pair of cold hands grabbing his shoulders.
He immediately felt the pain of being stabbed.
Yang Xiaobao immediately turned around and saw an evil ghost standing behind him, laughing scornfully at him.
Yang Xiaobao had no choice but to stuff the Lingxiao Mirror into his pocket and take out his short knife.
He swung his short sword at the two evil spirits who were attacking from behind.
However, he only hit the void, and the short sword swung through the evil ghost's body, as if it didn't hit anything.
Yang Xiaobao's heart sank, knowing that something bad was going on.
At this moment, Yang Xiaobao felt his throat being pinched by a pair of cold hands, and his breathing became difficult.
While struggling, Yang Xiaobao looked around and suddenly discovered that countless evil ghosts had appeared out of nowhere.
These evil spirits formed a dense circle, turning everything around Yang Xiaobao into darkness.
They all stretched out their hands and let out arrogant laughter. It looked like they were determined to tear Yang Xiaobao into pieces.
Yang Xiaobao's hands and legs were also bound by these evil spirits, making him unable to move.
Just when Yang Xiaobao's breathing became more and more difficult and his consciousness gradually became very blurry, he heard a voice saying: "You are really haunted!"
This is a woman's voice.
Then I saw these evil spirits starting to get into a mess, turning around and swarming in the direction of the sound.
Yang Xiaobao felt that the cold hands on his neck disappeared.
He took a deep breath and could move his whole body.
After he calmed down, he followed the sound and saw a woman wearing a white skirt standing there.
This woman was wearing a thick veil, so it was impossible to tell what she looked like.
But Yang Xiaobao always felt that he and this woman were very familiar, as if he had met him somewhere.
She stood there, with ruins behind her and black evil ghosts in front of her, giving people a feeling of being arrogant to all things.
These evil spirits made jeering screams and rushed toward the woman.
The woman snorted and waved her wide sleeves.
As long as these evil spirits touch her sleeves, they will disappear immediately.
After a while, most of the evil spirits disappeared.
The remaining evil spirits seemed a little afraid of this woman and quickly backed away.
This woman did not chase him, but still stood there, staring coldly at everything in front of her.
When she and Yang Xiaobao were the only two people left in the ruins, Yang Xiaobao walked over, bowed slightly, and said thanks: "Thank you, thank you for saving me."
The woman looked at Yang Xiaobao and said nothing for a long time.
Yang Xiaobao felt a little strange. Didn't this woman hear what he said?
"Thank you……"
Just as Yang Xiaobao opened his mouth to say a second word of thanks, the woman raised her hand and said, "You're welcome. I'll take you back!"
As he spoke, he flashed in front of Yang Xiaobao.
Before Yang Xiaobao could understand what was going on, the woman pushed Yang Xiaobao directly.
Yang Xiaobao was pushed into the air by the woman and retreated quickly.
He saw everything around him retreating rapidly.
That woman has long since disappeared.
Yang Xiaobao began to feel scared, and he felt like he was hanging in the air.
He simply closed his eyes.
"Bang!"
Yang Xiaobao felt as if his back was on something hard, and he grinned in pain and took a breath of air.
He immediately opened his eyes to see where he was.
However, he found himself lying on the floor, next to the bed where he had just slept.
Yang Xiaobao slowly woke up.
Everything that just happened was still fresh in his mind, but now he was lying on the floor of the Maple Tree Hotel room.
Could it be that everything that just happened was a nightmare?
Yang Xiaobao moved his body and tried to get up from the floor.
But he felt a lot of pain in his back.
He held the edge of the bed with his hands, stood up slowly, and turned on the bedside lamp.
When he stood firm, he saw the door being pushed open with a bang, and the rabbit demon ran in.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Xiaobao looked at the rabbit demon curiously and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I heard a bang next door and thought something had happened to you."
"It's nothing." Yang Xiaobao exhaled and twisted his body, "I had a nightmare just now and rolled off the bed."
The rabbit demon looked at Yang Xiaobao in surprise.
It pointed at Yang Xiaobao's neck and said, "But, your neck seems to have been pinched by someone. There are several black and blue finger prints."
Yang Xiaobao was shocked, and quickly walked to the bathroom and took a look in the mirror.
Sure enough, there were bruised finger prints on his neck.
Could it be that what happened just now was not a nightmare, but reality?
Yang Xiaobao shook his head, trying to dispel his thoughts, but everything just happened was still vivid in his mind.
And who is that woman? Why does she feel so familiar?