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Chapter 8 Resentment

When he touched Li Yuejun's shoulder, Bai Yanliang felt her fear more clearly.

Her whole body was trembling like a sieve, her face was pale and bloodless, and her pupils were trembling violently.

However, after Li Yuejun blinked, he looked at Bai Yanliang's bed... It was pitch black and there was nothing.

However, Li Yuejun, who had experienced two curses, knew very well that this was definitely not a dazzling look on her, nor was it an illusion.

"No...I'm fine." Li Yuejun forced himself to restrain his inner fear, but his left hand grabbed Bai Yanliang's arm tightly. The power that people subconsciously burst out when they were afraid was very great.

Bai Yanliang's right arm was already bleeding from her sharp nails, but his expression remained unchanged.

He just said, "That's good, let's go find them."

Then, he didn't look back and closed the door.

Li Yuejun finally breathed a sigh of relief. When she came to her senses, she had already been taken to the elevator by Bai Yanliang.

The elevator came down from the sixth floor and stopped in front of the two of them, with no one inside.

Bai Yanliang entered the elevator with a normal expression, and Li Yuejun hurriedly followed him in.

It was not until this time that she realized that she had scratched Bai Yanliang's right arm.

"You... why don't you remind me?" Li Yuejun looked at Bai Yanliang with some embarrassment, his tone was very harsh.

But Bai Yanliang shook his head, and didn't even look at his scratched hand. He just wiped the blood with his clothes and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Li Yuejun was stunned and stared at him blankly.

She knew very well what kind of person she was. The three months she had arrived in Wuji were almost driving her crazy. Her emotions became more and more intense, and more and more people were getting into evil.

Although she is not ugly, the person trapped in the curse is just a pile of dying flesh after all.

No one is interested in a pile of flesh that is about to collapse, nor will she tolerate it.

I have to say that Bai Yanliang was very accurate. She was indeed very lonely, but because of this, fear and loneliness made her personality more and more perverse and weird, forming a vicious cycle.

There was a silence in the elevator.

Bai Yanliang took a look at the button and found that the hotel actually had six floors.

He was not sure if the "Xu Zhian" was still on the first floor, but now it was different from what was just now. At this time, it was already dawn.

Although I can't tell where the changes have changed, and I can't be sure whether the brighter sky has an impact on "him", the atmosphere of this hotel has at least become a little relaxed from being suffocatingly depressing.

If you don't take advantage of the day to investigate, Bai Yanliang doesn't think that evening is a good time.

"bite"

The prompt sound of arriving on the first floor woke Li Yuejun. The woman looked at Bai Yanliang with a strange expression, as if she wanted to say something.

But seeing that Bai Yanliang had already stepped out of the elevator, she quickly followed her and didn't speak.

The first floor is a pretty good hall. In 2006, this kind of decoration was already very good.

A waitress in her thirties walked up and asked, "Sir, Miss, do you need to prepare breakfast?"

Her attitude was very professional, her smile was just right, but she could not hear any pleasure in her tone. Instead, she had a hint of malice.

Bai Yanliang is very sensitive to emotions. Although his own emotional reaction is very weak, this does not prevent him from observing others.

Moreover, judging from the other party's name, they seemed to have just arrived here.

"Well, please prepare two Chinese breakfasts for us."

Based on the principle that if you don’t eat for nothing, Bai Yanliang responded with a smile.

The waiter just nodded, and Bai Yanliang suddenly seemed to remember something and asked casually: "By the way, do you have anything here..."

Before he could finish his words, the waiter's expression had completely changed.

"Sir, if you are a reporter, please leave immediately, otherwise I will call the security guard immediately." Her face looked ugly, and her pair of hanging eyes stared at Bai Yanliang tightly, as if she wanted to see him through.

Bai Yanliang felt aroused in his heart. This attitude of being in this place with no silver was too artificial.

The other party seemed to deliberately tell him what had happened here.

But on the surface, Bai Yanliang shook his head and said, "No, I'm not a reporter. I'm just here for a holiday. By the way, what I wanted to ask just now is, can you please help me change a pillow? In fact, I didn't sleep very well last night."

The waiter's expression was very strange. Her eyes were wandering around Bai Yanliang and Li Yuejun, but one of them looked at her calmly, while the other lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, she said, "Okay, I will change your pillows for you. I hope you sleep well."

Her words seemed to mean something, but Bai Yanliang looked like he couldn't understand it. He glanced around and saw three people this time.

Xu Zhian, Feng Xinghan, Jiang Li.

Xu Zhian looked exactly the same as he had seen before. He was dressed in a clerk and his hair was meticulously combed. He was not very old, but his waist was a little hunched.

Feng Xinghan seems to be a person who has been engaged in physical labor for a long time. He is not tall, but he is very strong. He is about the same age as Yang Wanlong, but his body looks better than Yang Wanlong's criminal policeman.

Jiang Li was a little strange, and Bai Yanliang couldn't even see his gender.

He had short hair, a white shirt on the upper body, and casual jeans on the lower body. He was not old and seemed to be less than twenty years old. His eyes were also scanning Bai Yanliang unscrupulously.

Bai Yanliang and Li Yuejun came to the sofa by the window of the hall and finally met with the three of them.

"Sit down." Xu Zhian's voice was a little tired, and he looked at the two of them and said.

Bai Yanliang's face remained unchanged and he sat on the sofa opposite them.

This experience is really novel. After all, not long ago, a "Xu Zhian" who looked exactly like him came to knock on his door.

Now that I think about it, if I opened the door by myself just now, the game of life and death might end immediately.

"I didn't expect that you, a newcomer, was the one who entangled this time." Xu Zhian seemed to have not had a good rest, and his voice was very hoarse.

A grudge?

Bai Yanliang looked at the four people with confusion. This was indeed a new term he had just heard.

"Do you remember the three people whose names turned red first when the fog gathered?" Feng Xinghan suddenly spoke.

Fog collection?

It seems that this is what they call the strange place behind the door.

Bai Yanliang nodded and turned his eyes to this strong middle-aged man.

"As the name suggests, the so-called tangled person is the person who is most likely to be entangled by evil spirits. For example, now, if the probability is one hundred, the probability of our being targeted by evil spirits is fifty%, and you are ninety%. When we are discovered by you and you at the same time, the probability of your being targeted will become 100%.

Feng Xinghan had no intention of gloating. After all, whether it was 50% or 90%, the final result was only two types of life and death. There was nothing to be grateful for.

"However, it's not completely unhelpful. As long as the gangster passes the current task safely, the next task will definitely not be selected by the fog player."

Bai Yanliang nodded knowingly. At this time, the two waiters came over with breakfast.
Chapter completed!
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