ontorted on her visage, straining against her features, tearing open half of her mouth to reveal rows of menacing white teeth.I'm terrified. The ugly ghost husband had said before that the red ghosts...How could there be so many little ghosts!

Mu Wanchen went after a little ghost. Will he fall for these cunning little ghosts' schemes Does he know there are so many little ghosts out there

"Little girl You don't look well, should I call a doctor" The aristocratic old man looked at me with a cold face. I felt he suspected I was sick and wanted to call security instead.

"I'm fine, I'm going to find my friends—" I quickly took out the room magnetic card, closed the door and ran.

That old man reached for his phone behind me, don't actually call security to stop me!

I ran towards the elevator, calling softly to Xuan Yue on my shoulder: "Xuan Yue, Xuan Yue... Don't just focus on eating! I know you're not afraid of these little ghosts, but I am! Please, can you find Mu Wanchen"

Upon hearing the name "Mu Wanchen," this willful little guy finally cautiously propped himself up against my head, rising to his feet on my shoulder. He pointed with his bushy tail in one direction, downward and slightly to the side—which was about as helpful as pointing nowhere at all.

In this skyscraper, it takes a bit of effort to reach a designated location. As I'm here for the first time, I'm unfamiliar with the layout of this luxurious hotel.

I stopped by the elevator, looking at the evacuation plan on the wall.

This floor has two elevator shafts, one is a four-elevator for passenger use, and the other is a small elevator shaft used by staff. There are evacuation passages behind both elevator shafts.

The elevator doors creaked open with a soft "ding dong". I saw the luxurious mirrored walls inside. This ordinary elevator, which usually had nothing unusual about it, now seemed like a strange place to me in my eyes. I stood at the doorway, feeling like I was standing on the edge of a beast's mouth, hesitating and afraid to go in.

Mu Wanchen said that we should not rely on elevators, especially when the surroundings are abnormal. Just like in a fire, do not escape through an elevator.

Then should I go down Going down the stairs shouldn't be too tiring.

I pushed open the door to the security passage. The central air conditioning here even extended to the stairwell, with a slight chill in the air.

Just now I saw those clusters of goblins, like poisonous mushrooms huddled together. My heart skipped a beat, too afraid to lean on the wall or hold onto the railing.

The only sounds in the entire hallway were the light taps of my heels on the floor and my own ragged breathing.

My mind was a bit muddled right now. I stared at the steps in front of me, and instinctively started running down them. Suddenly, Xuan Yue grabbed my hair with her tiny paw and let out a loud meow.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" I clutched my head and muttered under my breath, "Xuan Yue, what are you doing! You're going to pull out all my hair!"

Xuan Yue's jet-black eyes were wide with alert as it looked around cautiously. Its ears and the fur on the back of its neck stood on end.

I sniffed my nose, looked up and around. I was so focused on running down just now that I didn't notice how long I'd been running. Only now did I realize the lights around me were different.

It used to be a richly decorated, bright light. Now there's only one wall lamp in the hallway.

Outside was a city that never sleeps, the kind of place where people are nocturnal revelers. By the time we got there, it was well past midnight, at least 2 or 3 in the morning.

However, this hallway... has no windows

Just now when I rushed down, I saw the large windows facing the ground, and outside, the lights were brilliant.

But here there wasn't even a crack, the light suddenly dimmed.

Under the dim light of a wall lamp, I saw an emergency exit sign for the safety passage, beside which was a clear floor marker reading "0".

What does " mean I've never seen it marked with 0 before!

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"Which floor is this There's no such thing as the ground floor. It must be the first floor or the basement... Should I go up" I didn't dare go down any further. The staircase corner leading down was windowless, making it even darker and more depressing.

Xuan Yue's big tail twitched, scratched my face, and pointed towards the door of that safety passage.

"What does that mean Is Mu Wanchen here" I asked.

Xuan Yue's little ears twitched, her claws grabbing two strands of my hair and she sniffed me with her nose.

I walked to the door and tried gently jiggling the handle. The lock was a little rusty, but it opened easily.

Behind the door.

It's not much different from the decoration upstairs. It has luxurious carpets, wallpaper, and decorative side tables arranged in a Z shape. There are flowers on the tables, and framed decorations above them.

But there is nothing here.

There is no front door.

The number 0 is neither positive nor negative.

It is the only neutral number, representing the point of transition between positive and negative.

If I'm not mistaken, the level below this one should be negative one, and this zero level has a special purpose or exists because of some reason in the building's construction.

I remember the hotel's entrance was towering, half a story high — maybe that's why it was raised one level but not counted as the basement parking lot, hence the name "0"

To laugh, I was holding the silver lid of that fruit platter in my hand, which I held like a shield.

Just now I saw a little ghost go through the table and fruit bowl, but it overturned this lid, making me feel that this lid could block those strange ghosts at critical moments.

Those who seek illicit wealth and enjoy keeping spirits.

This is a gathering place for many wealthy gamblers. Many of them spend thousands to seek excitement. Hong Kong and Macau are also the intersection of Chinese and South Asian cultures. It's normal for these people to believe in raising "little ghosts" for good luck, but why are there so many little ghosts congregating here

The mere thought of those clusters of grayish, mushroom-like brains sprouting out makes my stomach churn.

Xuan Yue's eyes were fixed on the front of the corridor. I walked forward cautiously. After walking for a long time, I didn't see the door. I wanted to turn back and give up, but Xuan Yue grabbed my hair and pointed forward with her big tail relentlessly.

Shall I walk further

I took a few more steps and discovered a huge portrait hanging on the wall.

This seems to be the very middle of the whole floor.

This person's portrait is too tall; it's hard to see their face clearly from below. But you can tell it's a style of oil painting that suggests nobility, perhaps the owner of this hotel.

"Hee hee hee... She's here..."

A sound, soft and broken, came from afar, sending shivers down my spine.

I looked around, the wall lamps were dim, but there was no sign of the little ghosts... Where were they speaking from

"Stop teasing her, we'll be killed by the master…"

"Does the master like her"

"No, we don't understand our master's mind... Please go back..."

Go back Where to go back to

Those wispy voices suddenly ceased, vanishing into the air.

"Huh They're afraid of the master, so they won't come to harm me" Just as I was about to let out a breath of relief, Xuan Yue suddenly tugged at my hair and jumped into the corner where the portrait hung.

There was a crack... If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't notice that this huge portrait was hanging crooked by about a centimeter! And at the edge of the crack, there was a fine strand of spider silk extending in—by Jiang Qiyun and the others, wouldn't she dieShe is a living soul. What should I do about this lost soulSoul-binding ritualBoth *dinghun* (定魂) and *jiāohún* (叫魂) belong to folk methods of "receiving...