I did not experience a mysterious revival!

Chapter 80 The Knocking Sound

"Boss Liu, are you cursing me?"

Lin Yuan remained expressionless. He had come with the young couple, but unexpectedly ended up here, in a hotel run by Boss Liu, one of the five remaining living people in Taiping Town.

That old rascal curses himself the moment we meet.

and many more!

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Boss Liu, ordinary people often wander into Ghost Street by mistake. Could it be that you're doing this on purpose?"

"Are you kidding me? How could that be! Absolutely not!"

Owner Liu vehemently denied the allegations three times, reacting vehemently, "Did the guest come to stay or to demand answers? Judging by their age, could this be a former friend of yours?"

It's no wonder that Boss Liu thought so, given that the middle-aged man was so familiar with Ghost Street.

However, the aura of curse emanating from this guy was far too strong, many times stronger than that of the young couple from before.

But this shouldn't be happening, right?

For ordinary people, buying masks is like risking their lives, and they pay the bill every night.

The demon tamer buys a mask, spending his life as well, but the payment is made instantly.

This man carries such a heavy curse, yet he still managed to walk here alive. He must be some kind of dragon crossing the river.

"First time here, staying at a hotel."

Lin Yuan's voice grew even colder.

The reaction of Boss Liu confirms once again that at least the people living on Ghost Street knew about ordinary people accidentally entering Ghost Street, and did not stop them.

He wouldn't be happy about that alone.

"Well, this guest has a special status..."

Boss Liu looked troubled; he didn't want to be tainted by the curse of the mask stall, until a white ghost candle was thrown onto the counter with a soft thud.

Boss Liu let out a soft "Eh," picked up the white candle, examined it for a moment, shook his head, and handed it back, saying, "A nice item, what a pity, what a pity."

"And what about this thing?"

Lin Yuan took out the Ghost Bell.

Upon seeing this, Boss Liu's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take it. Then he felt a sudden weight on his head, as if he had been struck by something, and fell into a brief silence.

This feeling is very strange.

Although he was still conscious, he was unable to control his body and seemed to have lost all awareness of his surroundings.

Damn it!

We got tricked!

Boss Liu cursed inwardly, but he was not one to be trifled with.

He recovered in a very short time, his wary and angry eyes scanning his surroundings, only to find that the middle-aged man with half of the Monkey King's face on his head was gone.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly began to check.

The next moment, a painful wail came from the boutique hotel, accompanied by angry curses mixed with slang.

Boss Liu ran out of the shop, looking around fiercely.

That look startled the pedestrians around, who quickly moved away.

"No wonder they own a shop, they always have a lot of inventory."

On a secluded street, Lin Yuan found a hotel to stay in.

This hotel is different from boutique hotels; it's a large chain with branches all over the country, and it has all kinds of facilities. As for the cost of staying at the hotel, that's naturally thanks to Boss Liu's "sponsorship".

However, the biggest gain was not the cash used by ordinary people, but two items:

One item: an oil lamp!

It's the same model that the one-eyed old man had before.

Lin Yuan studied it for a while and found that the light emitted by the oil lamp was indeed from a ghostly realm, and the level of terror was not low. Even ordinary people could freely enter and exit Ghost Street with it.

However, this ghost realm has been censored; it has no effect other than revealing deeper levels of the ghost realm.

Moreover, this lamp requires lamp oil and a wick, clearly indicating that it is a product of Ghost Street.

Fortunately, the oil lamp that Lin Yuan "borrowed" was full of oil and the wick was new, so it should last for quite some time.

One item, ghost money!

Lin Yuan hadn't expected that, besides cash, there were also some ghost money bills in the counter in front of Boss Liu.

These ghost coins are colorful and all have a face value of "three yuan" that has never appeared on the market before, so they are obviously not meant for people to use.

In addition, Lin Yuan also brought two other people with him, the college student couple he had met on Ghost Street:

Li Fei, Zhang Xiao!

They were both awake and sitting nervously on the bed, huddled together, looking at Lin Yuan and the surrounding rooms with fear and unease.

This room is a suite, clean and bright.

However, the walls, floors, and ceilings were covered with strange, colorful patterns, resembling large opera masks.

It was like entering a spiderweb-filled cave, filling the two innocent college students with immense fear.

"Uncle, please forgive us if we have offended you in any way today. We have money, and you can have it all."

Zhang Xiao was so scared she was about to faint. Only Li Fei, the boy, was a little braver and was able to negotiate with Lin Yuan.

Everything around me.

All of this proved that Lin Yuan was no ordinary person. He also had a cold face, and with that Great Sage mask, he didn't look like a good person at all.

"Be quiet."

Lin Yuan's voice was low, and those words made the two college students lower their voices.

Zhang Xiao, in particular, suppressed even her sobs to the extreme, but unfortunately, they could still be heard clearly in such a quiet environment.

Time passed by second by second, and soon it was midnight.

"Knock knock knock! Knock knock!"

There was a sudden knock on the door, and at the same time, the light that had been on in the room suddenly started flickering as if there was a malfunction, and then went out completely after a few seconds.

This sudden turn of events caused Zhang Xiao, who was already on edge, to scream and then faint.

Li Fei could only hold onto his girlfriend tightly, and dared not shrink into the corner, because the corner was full of those strange, eerie patterns that had grown right under their noses.

He just huddled on the bed, his teeth chattering uncontrollably, yet he still held Zhang Xiao tightly in his arms.

Lin Yuan glanced at him, then closed his eyes again.

The knocking continued at a fixed frequency, and the temperature inside the room gradually became cold and damp.

Lin Yuan sat at his desk, his fingers tapping lightly, his gaze fixed on the door. "The theatrical patterns on the door have been dispelled, and the ghost that came knocking was quite terrifying. No wonder Boss Liu thought I should have died long ago, and He Liansheng let me go. But something's not right about this."

He had fought the Laundry Girl and No-Face before, and was well aware of their strength.

It seems a bit unreasonable that the ghost in the mask stall, which made the laundry woman so wary, couldn't invade her pseudo-ghost domain.

How can we take this ghost to a blind date with the mirror-faced performer when it's so weak?