I've heard this urban legend

The old man was so old that he couldn't tell his gender, and his skin was almost as thin as a cicada's wing due to aging, without even a little elasticity.

He saw Qi Ming and Xue Fei, slowly stretched out his fingers like firewood sticks towards them, and said to the guards around him: "Who is that?"

Hearing the voice, it should be a grandfather.

Qi Ming stepped forward, "...Mister, I am Qi Ming, and I am here to visit you on behalf of my father, Qi Chengrong."

When the old man heard this, his eyes brightened, and he said slowly: "You are Qi Ming, have you grown so big?"

Xue Fei felt strange just now, the old man downstairs knew Qi Ming, as if he had seen him when he was a child, this old man who is more than 100 years old seemed to be familiar with him, what happened?

Qi Ming was also puzzled, "Have you seen me before?"

The old man drooped his eyes, "Didn't your father tell you?"

Seeing this, Xue Fei immediately interjected, "Mr. Qi said that you will tell us everything when you come here."

The old man smiled wearily, "I have nothing to tell you, your father has withdrawn from our plan."

Qi Ming was puzzled, "What plan?"

The old man lowered his eyes slightly, looking out of spirits, "So, it wasn't your father who asked you to come... Let me just say, he quit the plan a long time ago, why let his son come again, it's good to be young, to be curious ..."

As he spoke, his eyes closed tighter and tighter, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Xue Fei called out, "Mr.?"

After the old man called, he opened his eyes, but he looked at the caregiver next to him, "I'm going to sleep, help me take out my dentures."

When the nurses were taking out the dentures, Xue Fei and Qi Ming looked at each other in disappointment, knowing that there was nothing to do, they finally got here, but they didn't ask anything.

Qi Ming was not reconciled, "I'll call my dad to find out." When he took out the phone and was about to make a call, he saw Chang Lan walking in with the gray-haired man downstairs just now, followed by four bodyguards .

As soon as Chang Lan met, she went straight to Xue Fei and stretched out her hand, "My elevator card!" As soon as Xue Fei took it out, she pulled it back, "You are fast enough!"

"Go out and make a noise, I'm going to sleep." The old man on the bed said tiredly.

The gray-haired old man said to Chang Lan in dissatisfaction: "The chairman is making noise, get out!" Then he said to Qi Ming and Xue Fei: "The chairman is going to rest, let's go out and talk."

Considering the physical condition of the old man, it is really not appropriate to disturb too much, and everyone left silently in cooperation.

After going out to the corridor, Chang Lan said to Xue Fei: "You stepped on me on purpose and made a lot of noise, but you didn't realize that you had touched the elevator card. If someone hadn't come down from the 19th floor, we wouldn't have known you had gone up."

"I'll take these words as your praise for my agility." Xue Fei said.

Qi Ming looked at the old man, then looked back at the room he came out of, "Who are you? Who is he?"

The old man didn't seem to hear it, and didn't seem to intend to explain, but just walked towards the elevator.

When the elevator came, he said to Xue Fei and Qi Ming, "Please."

After Xue Fei and Qi Ming walked into the elevator, the old man Chang Lan and the bodyguards also walked in.

Xue Fei proposed in this oppressive atmosphere, "It's getting late, so we won't bother you, Qi Ming, let's go eat."

The old man smiled and said, "Is it right to eat? Why don't you stay and taste our chef's skills."

Qi Ming sullenly said with disdain: "There's nothing to taste, we're leaving, don't tell me, you want to play detention?"

"Don't get me wrong, I definitely didn't mean that. I just want you to stay and talk, and by the way, let your father send someone over to give us a face-to-face guarantee." The old man said: "You and your boyfriend will come in again We can't bear to do things."

Qi Ming said: "My dad doesn't care about me either."

"You can't say that, didn't your father give you your life?"

Qi Ming glanced at him sideways, "Isn't this nonsense, which child's life is not given by the parents."

"You know in your heart that I don't mean that." There was something in the old man's words, when the elevator stopped, he walked out first, Chang Lan and the bodyguards did not move, waiting for Qi Ming and Xue Fei to go out.

Because what the old man said just now aroused Xue Fei's curiosity, and he followed the old man as soon as he got out of the elevator, "It seems that what you said just now has no deep meaning."

Follow the old man into the VIP room of the restaurant on the first floor, and sit down around the round table.

Chang Lan stood aside, said a few words to the bodyguards, and let them go out.

The old man picked up the teapot on the table, looked at Xue Fei, "Do you want some tea?"

"Didn't you agree to treat me to dinner just now?" Xue Fei leaned back in the chair, seeing the suspicious expression on the old man's face, he explained: "I'm serious, I haven't eaten since last night, I'm really hungry. "Besides, he won't go home for a while to eat takeaway. It's a meal if he can eat and drink together.

Qi Ming said distressedly: "You don't know how to take care of yourself."

"..." Xue Fei didn't want to speak.

The old man smiled and told Chang Lan, "Get ready."

Chang Lan turned around and went out, and there were only three of them left in the room.

Xue Fei didn't have any worries. He was idle while waiting for dinner, and he spoke first, "Could it be that the guy just now was the first chairman of the hotel, and you, maybe the first general manager? You call him the chairman, and why don't you call him the chairman?" You can send people in the hotel, but you are obviously not the current hotel management, I can only guess that it is the past management, I don’t know if that’s right.” Judging by their ages, the hotel was established in 20, [-] years ago. The gray-haired old man is in his prime.

In the hotel information that Li Ziwen gave him before, there was a photo of the first chairman, but the old man upstairs was much older than the photo, so he didn't recognize it at the first time.

The old man took a sip of tea and looked at Xue Fei with a smile, "You guessed right, Qi Ming, your boyfriend is very smart."

Qi Ming only knows that the current chairman of the hotel is Wang Zhe's father, but he doesn't know that there is also the first chairman who said, "...the chairman doesn't look like he is recuperating in a hotel."

"Then what do you look like?" the gray-haired man asked with a smile.

"It's like healing." Xue Fei said: "It's a ghost, and it's also a human being. It's hard not to make people think about a certain aspect."

The old man readily admitted, and said with a smile, "You're right again."

Qi Ming didn't understand, and looked back and forth between Xue Fei and the old man, "Which aspect? What's wrong?"

The old man stroked his gray temples, "20 years ago, it was all black here, but now it's white. However, people will grow old and die. But, relatives, lovers, and money, really. I couldn’t bear it. So I had to think of a way to make myself live longer.”

Xue Fei looked at Qi Ming subconsciously. He once claimed to be dying, and the hotel where his father had a stake was engaged in life-saving operations. Xue Fei couldn't help thinking about it.

Sure enough, Qi Ming felt uncomfortable when he heard the words of living longer.

The old man said sadly: "Money, if you don't bring it with you when you die, if you don't have a life span to support it, what is the use of more money? So in order to survive, you can spend as much as you want. In the nineteen years, The chairman’s lifespan is already very long, and he tried his best to find the secret of longevity, and finally found a seemingly feasible method to increase his vitality and thus increase his lifespan.”

Qi Ming frowned, as if he didn't really want to hear these words.

Seeing his appearance, the old man said with a smile: "For you, your father listened to the chairman's proposal and injected capital without further ado. He built a hotel here to collect... souls, or ghosts."

Xue Fei was a little surprised. It turned out that the hotel was not haunted, but the hotel was built for haunting.

The old man asked again: "Xue Fei, tell me, what is the relationship between ghosts and souls?"

Xue Fei shook his head, "I haven't studied these things."

"When you are alive, your soul is in your body. When you die, the soul leaves your body, and part of it becomes a ghost. Ghosts are the remnants of the soul after death. The reason why I say it is remnants, It's because many ghosts don't have any self-awareness at all. As the story says, revenge against enemies is too rare and basically doesn't exist. Before ghosts and ghosts, it's not like people communicate with each other. They don't even have themselves. , let alone recognize him and me, they are just a bunch of floating objects.”

Xue Fei sighed: "Manager, you have studied very deeply."

Qi Ming said: "My head hurts, can you be more straightforward!"

At this time, Chang Lan came in with a dining car and served three steaks, but no one except Xue Fei made a move.

It can't be his fault, he is really hungry. To be precise, he hasn't eaten since yesterday evening.

The old man put down his teacup and continued to talk about the topic just now, "Let's be straightforward, just four words: refine the soul to increase life. Ghosts are souls, and souls are energy. In alchemy, use other people's living souls to fill one's vitality, To put it bluntly, it is to supplement one's own energy with the energy of the soul."

When Xue Fei heard it, he threw himself to the ground, "Does that mean you use ghosts to replenish your energy?"

It’s okay to be exploited while alive, but still be used as energy blocks by some people after death. This world is really scary, and even ghosts will not be spared.

The old man did not deny, "The location of this hotel gathers yin, and the nearby ghosts all come here. In order to enhance this magnetic field, a space was dug deep underground and a talisman array was set up."

"I knew that the last time Qi Ming and I took the elevator and kept going down, I guessed that apart from ghosts affecting our concept of time, there really is an underground space." Xue Fei glanced at Chang Lan coldly, "At that time Still don't admit it."

Chang Lan stepped back with no guilt on her face.

"So you raised ghosts in the hotel like this?" Qi Ming, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up: "Why do you want to build a hotel? Anyway, you are looking at this piece of land, so why not build something else?"

"To use a metaphor, this hotel is a fish pond. Ghosts are fish, and the yang energy of living people is fish feed. Only with feed can fish thrive and be used by people." The old man said: "You can only build a hotel. "

Xue Fei found that the rich were corrupt, and the destructive power was too great.

The old man continued: "As I said just now, things like ghosts have energy, but whether their energy works on you or not depends on your own energy field, or in other words, they all have the same meaning. If it matches the fortune, it will make a fortune, and if there are others, it will be bad luck. You see, living in a ghost house, some get rich, and some die unexpectedly. It is a pity for Du Wen. It is a pity to keep up with her ghost and not get along with her. , causing the magnetic field around her to be disordered, leading to spontaneous combustion. And you are more lucky, so you get rich. Du Wen’s family members found the hotel, and we knew that ghosts had left the hotel. The cleaner broke it. What happened to Du Wen, we were very worried about Xue Fei and his companions, so we hurriedly took them back to the hotel for inspection."

Qi Ming said in surprise: "Xue Fei, you were followed by a ghost? Are you okay?"

"Don't worry, he's fine, he sold the ghost, ha ha." The old man looked at Xue Fei who was eating steak with his head down, and said with a smile: "It's the first time I've seen a young man like you, you're so awesome."

Xue Fei looked up at him, "That is to say, you are waiting for the soul that can be used by him to match with the chairman to appear?"

"That's right. In ancient times, there were many people who used soul refining to increase their lifespan. Now, of course there are. However, in today's society, spells have been lost, and there are too few masters who can really refine souls like in ancient times. Most people can only use matching The practice of the soul increases the lifespan. To give an inappropriate analogy, you want to have a blood transfusion, but the magicians in ancient times were powerful and could change the blood type of the donor, but in modern times, they can only find a donor with the same blood type as yours. Therefore, we are in this building Finding a suitable soul within the body, and then supplementing the lifespan, is the fish pond I mentioned above. We are waiting for a suitable soul, which matches the horoscope of the chairman, can refine the soul to increase vitality, and then supplement the lifespan. If we can wait for this soul, we will will leave."

"What will happen after you leave? Isn't this hotel haunted?" Xue Fei asked.

"It can be said that we will rebuild some talismans used for suppression. Soon after the hotel was built, our people got the souls they wanted, which made the chairman live longer. In this case, the fish pond was closed, and the hotel It has been operating normally without incident, until the second half of this year, the chairman's health is not good, so I can only come back and look for suitable ghosts to refine the soul again."

Qi Ming said angrily: "You are too hateful!"

The old man waved his hand, "This is the purpose of the hotel from the beginning, so your father will inject capital. It was only after the chairman took a rest that it was the turn of the Wang family to manage the hotel and operate it normally. You can go back and ask your father, he agreed at the beginning. The purpose of the capital injection is to save you."

Qi Ming was not convinced, "But the old man upstairs said that my dad has already withdrawn from this plan!"

"That's right, your father withdrew, but the reason why he withdrew was only as an ordinary shareholder. That's because he found that this method could not increase your lifespan at all, and could not save you. He only withdrew when he thought it was invalid. .However, seeing that you are still alive and kicking, you must have used other methods, hehe, I don’t know what it is.”

The corner of Qi Ming's mouth curled up, and he sneered, "You don't care!"

Xue Fei couldn't care less about eating, and looked at Qi Ming in astonishment, "...you once said that you were going to die...so it was true..."

"It's true, why would I lie to you?!" Qi Ming hummed aggrievedly, "I know you never believed me."

This cannot be blamed on Xue Fei, there is no circumstantial evidence before, who would believe it just by Qi Ming's mouth.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Chang Lan opened it and went out. After a while, she led a man in a suit with thin-rimmed glasses and walked in.

Qi Ming knew him well, and greeted him as soon as they met, "Secretary Feng."

Secretary Feng smiled at Qi Ming and nodded, "Director Qi asked me to pick you up." Then he said to the old man: "If you have anything to say, just tell me, and I will tell you every word."

Qi Ming got up, "Then you guys talk, we'll wait for you outside." Picking his chin at Xue Fei, "Let's go."

Xue Fei put down the knife and fork, got up and went out, when he closed the door, he saw what Secretary Feng was talking to the old man with serious expressions.

When they got outside the door, they stood waiting for Secretary Feng to come out. Chang Lan kept staring at the two of them, without any desire to talk to anyone.

Five minutes later, Secretary Feng came out and smiled at Qi Ming: "It's all good, you can go back." Then he made a phone call while walking, "Young master and his friends are all fine." Then he passed the phone to Qi Ming, "I want to talk to you a few words."

Qi Ming answered the phone, "Hey, Dad, well, I'm with Xue Fei, what's wrong?"

Xue Fei walked side by side with Qi Ming, and could clearly hear the voice on the phone, "Xiao Ming, can't you like another boy?"

Xue Fei frowned when he heard this. Uncle Qi seemed to have no problem with his son's sexual orientation, but he did have a problem with him.

Qi Ming glanced at Xue Fei subconsciously, and returned to his father, "I just like him, and I can't change it. This is my private matter, so leave it alone."

After that, Xue Fei listened to the phone and said earnestly: "Xue Fei is smart and has a lot of eyes. Dad is afraid that you will not be able to play with him and he will suffer."

Xue Fei thought, this is really true.