Song Tianshan led his fellow students across the street, intending to find the hotel the night beer owner had mentioned. Just as he looked up, he saw a young man pacing anxiously back and forth on the street not far away. As if he had made a major decision, he stomped his foot hard and stepped onto the stone steps.

Song Tianshan glanced at the shop he was about to enter and realized that it was his destination.

"Young man, excuse me." Song Tianshan called out, stopping the young man who was about to push the door open and go in.

Hearing the voice, the young man paused, turning around in surprise. Seeing three more people arrive, he frowned slightly: "Are you also booking a room? Let's go somewhere else."

This person was none other than Ahui.

After parting ways with his companion, Ahui thought it over carefully and realized he couldn't let Afang continue like this. Their reckless actions weren't just harming outsiders; they were ruining the entire town. If that medicinal herb investor had succeeded, their town could have become a key town in the city within a few years, but thanks to Ayi's intervention, everything was gone.

In Ahui's opinion, what's the point of living in such a haunted hotel? The neighbors don't like it, and he lives in fear.

Life's tough, so why not find another way to make a living? This hotel is definitely unsellable now, but these days they're all about reclaiming residential land, and the hotel doesn't have many guests anyway. It's better to just sell the land to the "government" and let them handle it. The money isn't much, but his dad said that if Afang is willing to move, he'll allocate a piece of land outside town for her so she can use the money from selling the residential land to build another house.

A way to have the best of both worlds, but Afang just wouldn't have it.

No one else in town knew about this. If they did, Afang would have even less of a place to stand in town. The villagers had asked her to lock up the hotel more than once or twice.

Song Tianshan smiled and said, "No need, this place is fine. Young man, are you getting a room too?"

Ah Hui advised, "Let's go to another one, this one..."

Seeing that he seemed hesitant to speak, Song Tianshan said, "Young man, you must be from town. It's getting late, you should go home."

This young man is quite helpful, but he's going to perform a ritual here tonight. It's best if unrelated people don't go in, lest they get frightened. Song Tianshan said this, then looked up at the hotel.

Upon taking one look, Song Tianshan immediately frowned: Strange, wasn't the hotel supposed to be haunted?

Where ghosts roam, the yin energy is usually denser than elsewhere, but here... he didn't detect any yin energy, but he did detect a lot of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy gathered above this hotel was almost comparable to that of a sacred sect's holy land. Could... the information be wrong?

Judging from the density of spiritual energy here, not only are there no ghosts or monsters, but there might also be some powerful artifacts that they are unaware of.

Otherwise, there's no way to explain this situation.

Thinking of this, Song Tianshan was overjoyed. He turned around and said to his equally surprised junior brothers and sisters, "Let's go in and take a look."

They were all cultivators. Although the other two were not as skilled as Song Tianshan, they still had good eyesight. After taking a look, they immediately had the same idea as Song Tianshan.

The three nodded to each other, then eagerly walked into the hotel.

Magical artifacts... These days, materials are scarce. To forge a suitable magical artifact would take almost half a lifetime of effort. It's rare to come across one that's readily available. Regardless of whether it's usable or not, you should grab it first.

Seeing that the others wouldn't listen to his advice, Ahui stamped his foot and followed them inside.

Afang was sitting at the counter doing accounts when she heard the door open. She looked up and asked habitually, "Do you need a room? How many?"

As soon as she finished asking, she asked with some surprise, "Ahui, what brings you here?"

"You go ahead and get busy. We'll talk when you're done," Ahui said casually as he followed in.

“Three rooms.” Song Tianshan took out his ID card, but his eyes were fixed on Afang. After a long while, his eyebrows darkened and he said seriously, “Young lady, close the door for tonight. You and this young man go out and come back tomorrow morning.”

Something was strange. This young girl, like the barbecue stall owner they'd met on the street, was shrouded in bad luck, even more so than the man. The bad luck was almost obscuring her head; if it wasn't dealt with soon, she'd die a violent death within three days at most.

Strange, the spiritual energy in the hotel was more concentrated than he had ever seen in his life, yet why did the people staying there...?

Afang looked up, staring at Song Tianshan with a puzzled expression: Who is this person? Could he be a lunatic who has escaped his notice?

"This is her home," he said, his tone overbearing, as if he were the owner of the hotel.

"Who are you?" Afang didn't take Song Tianshan's ID card, and her tone was a little unfriendly.

Seeing Ah Fang's dark expression, Song Tianshan slapped his forehead and then pulled out an ID from his bag: "We are Taoist priests. We received a complaint that your hotel is haunted. So, we came to handle it."

"A Taoist priest?" Afang and Ahui were surprised.

After realizing what was happening, Afang's expression suddenly changed. She slapped away the ID card that Song Tianshan handed her and said excitedly, "What ghosts or what? Don't talk nonsense. If you keep promoting feudal superstition, get out of here, or I'll call the police."

Haunted, haunted, so what if her hotel is haunted? It's been haunted for two years now, and they haven't harmed anyone. She's happy to keep it, why should outsiders meddle?

Afang's sudden change in mood alerted Song Tianshan. He took back his ID and said, "It seems the young lady knows something... Humans and ghosts are different. I advise you to think this over carefully. If this matter is not dealt with, you will surely die within three days. Have you been feeling dizzy and lightheaded these past two weeks... or even forgetting some things all the time?"

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