Cheng Pei is not upset. He takes out a picture of them from his wallet and hands it to her. Su Kui on it is younger than her age, but the delicate baby's face is almost unchanged. The little girl looks for a long time and finally looses her mouth. "Her room is on the 12th floor of the third floor. When you go up, do not disturb the rest of other guests. They..."

She looked out at a group of big men in black. She was speechless, and Cheng Pei realized, "thanks," and told others to wait outside. He stepped up the stairs alone.

Cheng Pei stood in front of gate 12 and knocked, "Xi Chun, Xi Chun? Did you sleep? "

"How about getting angry with me?"

"Open the door, or I'll kick your ass when I catch you?"

"Cheng Xichun?"

He knocked for a long time, and the room was silent without any reaction. Now, Cheng Pei's heart was shaken. He was a little unsure. At the beginning, he was full of the idea that Su Kui would not be surprised, and he was almost confused.

He pedaled a few steps down the stairs, his steps flashed to the front desk like wind. "There was no response in the room. I was worried that she couldn't think of it. Please give me the spare key for number 12."

"I can't..."

Cheng Pei's face was cold. "Then if something happens to her in your hotel, will you bear the consequences or not?"

It has to be said that Cheng Pei is still very scary when he is serious. The air inside the room seems to drop to below zero in a moment. The little girl shrinks her neck and gives him the key with a flat mouth.

Cheng Pei snatched it, went upstairs again, and opened the door. He breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart leaped violently again.

The room is empty. What about her?!

The little girl didn't have time to soothe her frightened mood. When she saw the terrible man coming down again, she recoiled, "what else can I do..."

Cheng Pei's face was like the bottom of a pot. "There was no one in the room."

"No way! I saw her go in with my own eyes, "the little girl stared, and suddenly thought of a possibility. Her face turned white immediately," it could not be... "

"What is it?" Cheng Pei grabs what she wants to say and stops, and urges: "hurry up!"

The little girl began to stutter, "before she checked in, she asked me if there was any haunted house nearby..."

"You told her?"

"Well But I didn't see her go out... "

When she said this, she was a little weak. After hearing this, Cheng Pei had roughly known the whole story. After asking where the old house was, he tightly pressed his lips and walked into the ice and snow night.

I don't know when it snowed in the sky. Su Kui was lying on his back in the desolate yard. He had no strength to move his fingers.

She thought that no one would come into the haunted house that everyone feared, so she would probably be frozen to death in the desolation of this cold winter and become a frozen popsicle.

Later, when the residents here talked about her, they just said, "Oh, the writer who wrote the ghost story, went to the ghost house in the middle of the night and never came out again."

Her event will surely add another layer of haze to the people's fear of ghosts and gods.

She smiled bitterly, half closed her eyes. Her eyelashes were covered with a thick layer of snow. There was cold liquid flowing into her eyes. She felt that she was not far from being frozen to death.