The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 141 If you don’t draw the yellow bird, you will die!
Sister Hong didn't answer what the note was, but just said, "If you don't draw the yellow bird, you must leave the hotel immediately and you can never enter here again."

At this point, Sister Hong's eyes turned cold, "This is the Yellow Bird Hotel, only the Yellow Bird can enter, if someone with other identities comes in, they will be cleared out immediately!"

Although Sister Hong's tone was a bit cold, this way of playing did not seem to be dangerous. It was not violent at all compared to those low-star dungeons that would kill people right away. This made many people relax their vigilance, thinking that it didn't matter what they drew.

"Then I'll smoke first."

A man came over in a nonchalant manner and reached into the red box.

The sloppy man was wearing a floral shirt and kept looking at Sister Hong. When he saw her pretty face and well-proportioned figure, he whistled at her.

He said with a grin, "Girl, if I win the lottery and live here, what kind of services do you provide? Do you have a sleeping companion service?"

After he finished speaking, many men in the crowd laughed and stared at Sister Hong like wolves and tigers. Some even started to clamor and shouted that she must provide sleeping companionship services.

Sister Hong smiled and said, "Five thousand ghost coins are required to draw an identity card. Customer, please pay first."

"What? Five thousand ghost coins for one draw?"

The man had already drawn a piece of paper and looked at Sister Hong with dissatisfaction, "It would cost less than 5,000 yuan a night to stay in a hotel outside. You can only draw an identity once with these 5,000 yuan, why don't you go and rob it!"

"This is the rule of the Yellowbird Hotel."

Sister Hong looked at him, still smiling, "Sir, you have already drawn your ID card, please pay 5,000 ghost money? Or do you not have the money?"

The rewards for clearing low-star dungeons do not last long. Apart from obtaining ghost money as a reward for clearing dungeons, it is difficult for humans to obtain ghost money from other channels for the time being.

Therefore, except for some lucky people who were blessed by their ancestors, most people at the scene could not afford 5,000 paper money for the dead.

This man is no exception.

Not only did he not have 5,000 ghost money, he hadn't even saved up the 2,000 ghost money needed to enter the safe zone!

"I……"

The man stammered and said nothing.

Sister Hong asked again, "Guest, please pay the 5,000 ghost money as soon as possible."

There were a lot of people in the hall, and everyone was looking towards the cashier counter. The man suddenly felt embarrassed.

The man threw the note on the cash register and cursed, "What's the point of drawing this thing? It costs 5,000 ghost money to draw once, just go and grab it!

I don't want to smoke anymore! Even if I have 5,000 ghost money, I can't be such a big grudge. Whoever wants to smoke can smoke!"

The man turned around and prepared to leave, but the waiters around Sister Hong stopped him.

Sister Hong took the note from the cash register, unfolded it and showed it to everyone.

There was a word written on the note.

"cicada."

Sister Hong looked at the man in the flowered shirt and said, "Guest, you have drawn the identity of a cicada and are not eligible to stay in the hotel. Please pay the fee and leave the hotel immediately."

The man said angrily, "I've already said I don't smoke anymore, why should I give you 5,000 ghost money? Just leave, I don't want to live here!"

The eyes of the man in the flowered shirt turned red, and a ghostly aura surged from his body. He attacked the nearby waiter.

Obviously a player with a joker.

But unfortunately, the level of his joker cards was not very high, and he couldn't cause any harm to the waiters.

One of the waitresses' nails became as sharp as scalpels and stabbed into the man's shoulder, tearing off one of his arms.

"Everyone here needs to draw an ID card. Those without an ID card are illegal residents and will be cleared out."

Sister Hong's voice came again.

She looked at the wailing man expressionlessly and said, "My dear, since you can't pay 5,000 ghost money to buy your identity, you can only pay it off with your body.

One arm is worth one thousand ghost money, one leg is worth two thousand ghost money, and bring his two legs over here."

Swish, swish.

As soon as Sister Hong finished speaking, two waiters rushed towards the man and pulled his legs off again. "Ah——!"

Sharp screams echoed throughout the hall.

Everyone's face changed when they saw this bloody scene. The players in the front row couldn't help but take a step back, not daring to look at Sister Hong.

The ground was stained red with blood, and the man in the flowered shirt fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Sister Hong was satisfied and had the two legs and one arm taken to the kitchen. Then she ordered, "He is a cicada. He can only move around in places without the cover of buildings. Throw him out."

"Yes."

One of the waiters picked up the blood-covered man and walked towards the exit of the hall.

The heavy curtain at the exit opened automatically, and it was already dawn outside. The dazzling sunlight shone in, bringing with it a burst of burning hot air.

"Why is it so hot all of a sudden!"

Xiao Junze and Su Yun were both shocked.

The two of them just went to the window and looked outside. It was still dark, but in the blink of an eye it was daylight.

It was daybreak, but the temperature outside was so hot that the air was filled with white mist, and the air-conditioned hotel lobby became much hotter because the curtains were open.

When the strange waiter opened the door to the hall, a heat wave swept in, and some people standing not far from the door were soon covered in sweat.

Bang.

The waiter threw the man with broken arms and legs out, and he fell on the street outside the hotel.

"what--!"

Even more shrill screams were heard.

The man had fainted due to excessive blood loss, but was awakened by the heat of the ground.

The blood in his body evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye. He rolled on the ground, and his skin was burned red by the ground.

"Help, help! Someone save me!"

There were continuous and faint cries for help from outside, but they soon became quiet again because the man had been roasted to death by the strong sunlight!
The charred body was left on the ground, and the sound of oil gushing out continued to be heard.

Not long after the body was roasted and the oil came out, due to the high temperature, the oil dried up and stuck to the ground, leaving only a mass of black, sticky solid.

The waiter closed the door and drew the curtain.

The dazzling sunlight disappeared and the temperature in the hotel lobby gradually cooled down.

Everyone hadn't come back to their senses yet, still staring blankly in the direction of the exit with extremely ugly expressions.

"What's going on outside?"

"It's like a furnace outside! When I opened the door just now, I was almost dying of heat standing at the door. I could wring water out of my clothes!"

"Oh my god, we have to stay in this hotel. It has air conditioning! If we walk out now, we will be dried out by the sun immediately!"

After coming to their senses, everyone panicked.

"No wonder we were asked to draw identity cards. It turns out that only those who draw the yellow bird can survive! But it costs 5,000 ghost coins to draw once. This is too expensive. I don't even have 5,000!"

"The expensiveness isn't the point. The point is what if I can't draw one? There are only fifty yellow birds among ten thousand slips of paper!"

Although everyone knew that they could survive by staying in this hotel, no one dared to draw the identity card.

What if I draw a cicada?

Until an excited voice sounded.

"I drew the yellow bird, I am the yellow bird!"

(End of this chapter)