Yang Xiaobao grinned and said, "I don't think they have any reason to refuse."
After saying that, he picked up the phone on the bedside and called the front desk.
"Tell you, Mr. Qian, it was me who told you to clear out all the other guests. I will take care of everything tonight." Yang Xiaobao said to the front desk.
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Lao Ma went out curiously, and after a while, he came back again.
"They were indeed very obedient. Those residents took their things and left." Lao Ma said with a smile.
Yang Xiaobao nodded, took out all the things in his pockets, and put them in his backpack.
All that was left on him was the Spiritual Sky Mirror.
Yang Xiaobao handed Lao Ma the backpack containing the Nether Box, the Gawu Box, the Dharma Bell, and the charms.
Old Ma was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Xiaobao, what do you mean?"
"With these things on my body, those evil spirits will definitely not come near me. If you put these things next to you and Sister Yun, those evil spirits will not come to you, but to me." Yang Xiaobao said lightly.
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Lao Ma understood what Yang Xiaobao meant.
He hesitated and said, "Xiaobao, is this okay? You will be in danger."
Yang Xiaobao grinned and said: "You think I will be in danger, don't be ridiculous, I have the Lingxiao Mirror on me, there is nothing they can do to me."
Hearing what Yang Xiaobao said, Lao Ma had no choice but to nod and took the backpack handed over by Yang Xiaobao.
"Okay, then you should pay attention."
After Lao Ma left, Yang Xiaobao looked at the time and saw that it was already past ten o'clock at night.
At this time, the rabbit demon has not come back yet. It seems that he is really crazy playing outside.
He took out his cell phone and called the rabbit demon.
"Master, I have to go back a little later." The rabbit demon shouted on the phone.
The voice on the other end of the phone was very noisy. It must be in a bar or nightclub.
This rabbit demon actually learned how humans eat, drink and have fun so quickly.
Yang Xiaobao smiled bitterly, shook his head, and hung up the phone.
He turned off the light, lay in the darkness, and waited quietly.
Last night, he used Losang Tanda as bait to fish out those Japanese people.
And tonight, he used himself to fish out these evil spirits.
When Yang Xiaobao thought like this, he couldn't help laughing.
It seems that everyone is inevitably destined to be a fish bait.
Maybe you were a fisherman yesterday, but today you are a bait.
I just don’t know if my bait can catch some evil spirits.
Time passes minute by minute.
The entire hotel seemed to be plunged into absolute darkness and silence.
I don’t know how long it took, but when Yang Xiaobao was half asleep and half awake, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.
Yang Xiaobao woke up instantly.
This light turns on by itself, no one turns it on at all.
Yang Xiaobao opened his eyes and saw a person standing at the head of the bed.
It's just that this person's whole body is enveloped in a heavy Yin Qi.
At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly went out again.
The next second, the light came on again, and the guy had arrived to Yang Xiaobao's left side.
Yang Xiaobao was now absolutely sure that what he saw was a ghost.
He was about to take out the Lingxiao Mirror in his hand, but unexpectedly the light was turned off again.
Just as Yang Xiaobao was about to reach out and turn on the bedside lamp, the lights in the room came on again.
This time he saw more than one ghost standing in the room.
At this time, Yang Xiaobao also heard the chattering sound, and it was not just one person talking, but many people talking at the same time.
These words were mixed together, and it was impossible to make out what they were.
Yang Xiaobao felt his ears buzzing.
The whole room seemed to have turned into an ice cellar in an instant, and a wave of cold air invaded his whole body.
If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely scream out in fear like the person just now.
But Yang Xiaobao didn't say a word, but slowly touched the switch of the bedside lamp.
"Crack!"
After he pressed it, the bedside lamp didn't turn on.
Yang Xiaobao's heart sank.
At this moment, he felt a pair of cold hands strangling his neck.
Yang Xiaobao clenched his hands into fists and punched them hard.
There was nothing, his fist seemed to punch into the void.
But he felt that the cold hands disappeared, and his breathing became much smoother.
Yang Xiaobao jumped out of bed, ran to the curtains, and opened them.
The light tube outside shines in through the window.
At the same time, Yang Xiaobao felt as if his whole body was grabbed by countless cold hands.
His neck, his arms, his legs, and even his face were grasped by cold hands.
The whole person seemed to be tied up for an instant, unable to move.
Through the window, Yang Xiaobao saw those ghosts covered with thick gloom, surrounding him and stretching out two hands.
He snorted and took out the Lingxiao Mirror in his pocket with difficulty.
Through a little light coming from outside the window, the Lingxiao Mirror emitted a white light, which shone on a ghost.
The ghost was instantly sucked into the Lingxiao Mirror.
When the ghosts saw this situation, they immediately released their grip on Yang Xiaobao and turned around to run away.
But by turning the mirror, all these ghosts were sucked into the mirror.
After the last ghost was sucked into the mirror, Yang Xiaobao let out a long breath.
He walked to the switch and turned on the light in the room.
Lao Ma, who lived next door, heard the noise in Yang Xiaobao's house and ran over in a hurry.
Liu Qiaoyun also walked in.
They were stunned when they saw Yang Xiaobao's disheveled clothes and breathing heavily.
"Xiaobao, are they here?" Lao Ma asked quickly.
Yang Xiaobao nodded, pointed at the Lingxiao Mirror and said, "They were all sucked into the mirror."
Lao Ma and Liu Qiaoyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Xiaobao turned over the Lingxiao Mirror, and they saw the ghosts sucked into the mirror.
These ghosts were twisting in the mirror and chattering.
"This is Japanese."
Seeing these ghosts, Liu Qiaoyun immediately said.
Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma were both stunned, looked at Liu Qiaoyun and asked: "What did you say? These are the ghosts of Japanese people?"
"Yes, look at the clothes these ghosts wear."
Although he is a ghost, he wears the same clothes he wore when he was alive.
It's khaki, like military uniforms, but not tattered.
Lao Ma clapped his hands and said excitedly: "I understand, their clothes are the military uniforms worn by the Japanese who invaded us seventy years ago."
Liu Qiaoyun nodded: "You are right."
"What does this mean? How come ghosts from decades ago appear in this hotel?" Lao Ma said in surprise, "It couldn't be the work of the Japanese who lived here before, right?"