I open a hotel in Thriller World

Chapter 223 Money-greedy mice are not considered human beings

Qin Che's face sank like water, he looked at the ghost motorcycle in the wild grass in the distance, and walked over with a heavy body.

The gas-eating ghost is at least above the level of a middle-level ferocious god. If Qin Che played all his cards, he might have a chance to seal it with coffin nails, but the cost is too high.

Fortunately, it belongs to the kind of unconscious ghost, and it won't stay by the straw man's stand and wait for Qin Che to be resurrected.

After seeing Qin Che's death, it left.

Picking up the ghost motorcycle in the weeds, Qin Che touched its fuel tank.

It's ok, just scratched the paint a bit.

A cloud of ghost power condensed in Qin Che's hands and sent towards the ghost motorcycle. Soon, Qin Che heard the voice of the ghost motorcycle.

"Mist Grass! What happened just now!" A pair of eyes appeared on the fuel tank, and there was doubt in those small eyes. It seemed that it didn't know anything.

"A small problem." Qin Che said lightly, pushed the ghost motorcycle back to the middle of the road, and checked the ghost motorcycle's injuries again by the light of the street lamp. Fortunately, it was only a violent impact, and it could continue to drive.

There was a roar, and this time, he covered up his fierce aura, and put the emerald green mask on his face, transforming into the appearance of Jack.

The ghost motorcycle stopped on the road between the Samuel Church and the Black Corpse Reservoir. Qin Che got off the car and walked towards the reservoir on foot.

When he reached the wire fence outside the Black Corpse Reservoir, Qin Che took out the golden bowl that Zheng Linyue gave him.

He originally wanted to use human skin paper, but after thinking about it, it would be better to ask that mouse. Although there are two human skin papers, they are one-time consumables, and they will be gone when they are used up. They must be kept until there is nothing else to do. , and he has not yet reached that desperate situation.

I touched the edge of the golden bowl, and the ghostly brown mouse poked out from it.

Seeing that it was a stranger, the mouse was obviously taken aback, and then realized: "Xiao Qin, what can you do with me?"

"Brother Mouse, help me."

The mouse smiled slightly, stretched out its paw and rubbed it.

Qin Che didn't have any gold nuggets on him, so he said cheekily, "Brother Shu, for the first time, I owe you a little, and I will give you more next time."

"Huh?" The mouse raised its head proudly, "That won't work, I'm a principled mouse."

"Brother Shu, help me, I don't have any on me right now." Qin Che begged.

The brown mouse still looks like this: "No gold, no talk."

"Next time I'll give you double." Qin Che gritted his teeth. Seeing that the mouse didn't reply for a long time, a vein popped up on Qin Che's forehead, "Three times!"

The mouse raised its head.

"My ability is limited... Buy it now! A gold bar!"

"Gulu." The mouse swallowed violently, and the protrusion of its throat could be clearly seen.

"make a deal!"

As the mouse said, it jumped out of the golden bowl and looked at the Heichou reservoir behind the barbed wire.

"Investigate here, shall we? Wait for me."

Saying that, the mouse disappeared into the weeds.

Seeing the mouse's disappearing figure, Qin Che's mouth twitched.

A gold bar, without mentioning the weight, the gold bars that can be bought on the market seem to be at least 10 grams, and the calculation is only three to four thousand yuan.
Blood earned!
The smile on the corner of Qin Che's mouth was even wider. It seemed that he had to find a chance to go back to the real world and exchange all the millions that Lin Tian gave him in his bank card into gold bars.

After a while, Qin Che saw the mouse scurrying out from the bushes.

It came to Qin Che, jumped up, jumped into the golden bowl in Qin Che's hand, stood on the edge of the golden bowl, and said: "I figured it out, there is a fierce god here, named Lin Bing, the one in the woods The wooden house was originally her home, but she is now hiding at the bottom of the lake; then, a group of ghosts in cloaks bought the right to use the reservoir and built a monitoring room under the wooden house."

"Where is the entrance?" Qin Che asked.

The shadow behind the Black Corpse Reservoir is indeed the Twilight Society!
"Don't worry." The mouse said slowly, "Before, were you besieged by a group of zombies in this place?"

Qin Che nodded.

"That's right, I saw your picture in the monitoring room under the wooden house, and they said you should be dead." The money-greedy mouse said, "Well... the gas eater, you were attacked by this thing, right? "

Qin Che nodded again with a solemn expression.

"If you want to find the fierce god at the bottom of the lake, I suggest you first deal with the group of guys wearing cloaks in the basement. There are two entrances at the back of the wooden house and under the carpet of the dining room on the first floor."

"Oh, by the way, there is a stone slab deeper in the monitoring room, and there is a half-murder guarding it. I didn't dare to get too close. You can try to get that slate over. It's definitely a good thing."

Listening to the mouse's words, Qin Che took a deep breath: "Thank you, Brother Mouse."

"Don't forget the gold bar, one!" said the mouse, and hid it in the golden bowl.

Qin Che put away the golden bowl and walked slowly towards the wooden house by the reservoir.

He was like a real ghost, with a dull expression, walking forward slowly.

……

Various places in the Black Corpse Reservoir are displayed on countless screens in the monitoring room.

The woods outside the wooden house, the open space at the gate, the fishing platform by the lake...

A ghost wearing a cloak held a white cup in one hand, and a small spoon in the other hand, stirring the liquid in the cup. Viscous blood slowly fell from the spoon, but there was no further action.

He stared at the image of the woods on the screen and frowned.

"The ghost of the Laisheng Hotel? Look at the badge, it seems to be a deacon?"

"Unconscious, right? What level?" asked another ghost on the side.

"Uh... no ghost power fluctuations, lonely ghosts? Get two zombies and kill them immediately." The ghost said, drinking the scarlet liquid in the cup in one gulp
"No, first release the hallucinogenic gas and force it away. If it really doesn't work, then let Xiaohong go." Another leader-like Li Gui walked to the side of the monitoring station and said.

"Okay." A researcher in a white coat was operating on the console on the other side, and white fog appeared in the camera on the big screen.

"Xiao Li, how long has it been since you went home?" A ghost asked the research institute in a white coat.

Xiao Li looked up and thought about it, and after a while, he said, "It's been more than two and a half years."

"The Holy Lord said, after you kill that girl at the bottom of the lake, you will be given a week's leave, and then you can go back."

Hearing this, Xiao Li was in a daze.

After a long time, I slowly opened my mouth: "My family members are all dead, so why go back?"

"There are always friends and classmates, right?"

"Forget it, the gates of the underworld are under the supervision of Wuwang City, and you will die if you sneak out." Xiao Li smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Holy Master has a way." The leader smiled, looking at Xiao Li who was not interested, "I really don't want to go back?"

"I won't go back, let the Holy Master take other people back, I..." Xiao Li laughed at himself, "I can no longer be considered a human being."

(End of this chapter)