Chapter 20 Fight, Sister Jiang! Don't think that wearing a black robe makes it an evening gown...
With the hotel owner's consent, the production team installed temporary surveillance cameras in the first-floor living room and dining room, and in the corridors on the second and third floors.
The hotel owner sounded surprised at the time, followed by a meaningful laugh, and wished them good luck, implying that they wouldn't be able to get any photos.
The executive director, Xiao Ma, asked worriedly, "Boss, what if we can't get the shot?"
"It's better if we can't film it; even if we do, it won't be broadcast."
The assistant director reminded everyone to be alert tonight. If they hear any screams from the guests, they should rush in immediately to ensure the guests' safety.
Around nine o'clock in the evening, Wei Lai and the others washed up and did their laundry, and also visited each other's homes for a stroll.
At 10:00 PM sharp, they remembered the hotel's rules and turned off the lights to go to bed.
Jiang Mingyue didn't rush to take a shower. At eight o'clock, she hung the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the doorknob and locked it. As usual, she meditated for a while. After she had worked up a light sweat, it was exactly ten o'clock.
She leisurely went to wash up, then washed her dirty clothes and hung them to dry in the bathroom. By the time she finished everything and lay down on the bed, it was already eleven o'clock.
Jiang Mingyue reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, put on an eye mask, and fell asleep.
At midnight, all the hotel lights were turned off, except for the solar lights in the outdoor garden.
The entire castle fell silent instantly, appearing extremely eerie in the darkness.
The crew members hiding in the car were all staring intently at the monitor screen, some holding amulets, some carrying self-defense tools, and others wearing helmets.
Apart from a flying insect flashing by, there was nothing else in the picture.
The next second, a hazy, dark shadow floated down from the picture frame in the second-floor corridor. The shadow was tall and indistinct, drifting in the corridor.
The shadowy figure noticed the extra camera and sneaked over, getting right up to the lens, but unfortunately, nothing was displayed on the production team's monitor screen.
After studying it for a while, Shadow found it rather boring and turned to slip into Wei Lai's room.
Ten minutes later, the shadow darted out, stood there for a moment in a daze, then floated into Ji Wenxuan's room and came out ten minutes later.
The shadow stood motionless in the corridor, seemingly questioning the meaning of life.
After a long time, Shadow, still refusing to believe it, drifted into Don Juan's room and came out disappointed once again.
These Chinese people slept like logs, and no matter how much the shadow tried to scare them or make noise, they didn't wake up.
strangeness.
Downstairs in the parking lot, a staff member couldn't hold it in any longer and got out of his car to relieve himself. He didn't dare go into the bathroom in the living room on the first floor, so he randomly found a bush and was about to fertilize it when he suddenly heard the sound of a chair falling over from the left side of the second floor.
The staff member's eyelids twitched, a chill ran down his spine, and he was so frightened that he turned and ran away!
A ghost! Buddha, save me!
Guests who gave the hotel bad reviews all mentioned that the chairs would inexplicably fall over in the middle of the night!
The staff member returned to the team in a panic. When the executive director saw him come back in a flustered state, looking pale, he hurriedly asked him what was wrong.
In an instant, everyone felt a chill run down their spines and turned to look at the surveillance screen in the second-floor corridor, but there was nothing there.
"Director, should we go up and take a look?"
"Wait a minute, don't scare yourself."
The assistant director believed in Jiang Mingyue's abilities; since she chose to stay at this hotel, she must have a foolproof plan.
The other staff members didn't know what the assistant director was waiting for, but the executive director knew perfectly well—they were waiting for Teacher Jiang to make his move!
The shadowy figure, perched in the second-floor corridor, was quite annoyed and puzzled. After wandering back and forth for a while, it rallied and went to the third floor.
This time, Shadow went to Meng Qinzhou's room first, and even pressed down on the young man. Hmph, let me show you what sleep paralysis is like!
The young man on the bed remained unmoved and was even snoring.
The shadowy creature floated up, cursing and swearing, looking somewhat dejected. Over the years, it had always succeeded in tricking these tourists, so why had it run into trouble tonight?
He swayed a few times, then suddenly remembered there was a female customer on his left; women are associated with yin.
"Tsk tsk," Shadow chuckled wickedly.
As the shadow drifted smoothly into the woman's room and reached the edge of the bed, preparing to get closer to the person under the covers, a cold wind suddenly blew from behind.
A cold wind?!
The shadowy figure shuddered in fright. Someone was there!
Wait, that's not right. It's a being born in the intermediate state (bardo), so what is it afraid of?
The shadowy creature looked around, preparing to bare its fangs and see who among them, unafraid of ghosts, was playing a trick on it.
Suddenly, a loud hum resounded as the sword was drawn from its sheath, its sound as deafening as thunder. Immediately following, a clear, mocking voice slammed down on his head.
"Don't think you can pretend to be Tuxedo Mask just because you're wearing a black robe. It's wrong of you to come out and scare people in the middle of the night instead of staying in your picture frame."
The shadowy figure looked up and saw the female customer climbing on the roof in a strange posture, her eyes dark and calm, with a peach wood sword on her back.
Shadow was stunned. In all these years, this was the first time someone could see him and talk to him.
It was excited and floated into the air, "Hey, little beauty, can you see me?"
Jiang Mingyue leaped down from the roof, landing silently like a cat.
I thought he was some kind of powerful being in the intermediate state, but it turns out he's just a naive and innocent person.
"Thanks to you, the hotel is waiving all the accommodation fees for tonight."
The Chinese girl's answer was irrelevant, but Shadow was not angry at all; on the contrary, he was quite happy.
Waaah, all these years, he's been stuck in the castle hotel, unable to leave, feeling incredibly depressed and bored!
"It's my honor. I'm very curious about you. Can all people in China see me? Or is it only you who can see me?"
"Not everyone can see you. There is an old Chinese saying: 'Those who are destined to meet will meet even if they are thousands of miles apart.' Meeting me is your destiny."
"Tell me, Mr. Beatrix, why have you been staying in the hotel and scaring customers?"
One of the transmigration skills she brought back was the ability to remember everything she saw.
The castle was built more than 600 years ago. The shadow was named Betley Wilder, the younger brother of the third-generation heir of the Wilder family, who died of the Black Death at the age of 20.
The picture frame displays his life story; he was an outstanding young man who excelled in moral character, intelligence, and physical fitness.
It's a pity he died young.
Betley circled around Jiang Mingyue, rambling incoherently, "I don't know either. I've been trapped here for the past three hundred years. I didn't mean to scare them. I just wanted to play with them. I can't come out during the day."
Jiang Mingyue was speechless. She pinched her nose; so that was the reason.
Have you never appeared in your descendants' dreams?
"Madam, let me correct you, I have no offspring."
Jiang Mingyue: "..." This is the first time I've run into a brick wall. I was careless.
"Descendants of other members of your family."
“Oh, I’ve tried sending messages to them in my dreams, but they don’t believe me.”
That's true, foreigners probably don't believe in ghosts and gods, they only believe in God.
"Do you want to leave this hotel or be reincarnated? I can help you, but I'll charge you."
Sorry, she learned far too many skills after transmigrating into the book; metaphysical methods were just one of them.
Betley hesitated for a few seconds before answering, “Your world is better than ours. To be honest, I’m a little reluctant to leave, but being able to leave here and be reborn as a human sounds like a pretty good idea.”
Jiang Mingyue pondered. The Chinese believe in the six realms of reincarnation. The evil deeds that Betley did, which are not considered evil in the traditional sense, probably won't be reborn as a human. He'll definitely be reborn as an animal.
Where is your grave?
After a moment's thought, Beatrix swayed as he said, "I can't remember, but it should be around here."
"Are there any things in this hotel that you touched before you died?"
"Yes, that antique vase at the front desk on the first floor, I took a picture of it the year I died."
"Come on, I'll go downstairs and do your calculations."
Betty followed Jiang Mingyue out of the room with a curious look, and asked, "Are you a Taoist priest from China? Is the peach wood sword you're carrying real?"
Jiang Mingyue did not answer him. There were surveillance cameras in the corridor, and she did not want the production crew to discover that she was talking to Zhongyin Sheng.
Sure enough, the moment Jiang Mingyue appeared in the aisle, all the staff members of the production crew sat up straight.
I panicked even more when I checked the time; it was 2 a.m.
"Boss, why is Teacher Jiang carrying a peach wood sword?! When did she bring it here?! We didn't see it at security!"
The assistant director looked completely bewildered. "You're asking me? Who should I ask?"
This isn't the time to dwell on this. Teacher Jiang has even drawn his peach wood sword; what does that mean?!
This completely proves that the Diablo Hotel haunting is real.
"Director, shall we go in?"
"Teacher Jiang didn't invite us in, so let's not go and cause trouble."
On the monitor screen, Jiang Mingyue's expression was relaxed, even more amiable than when she faced the live broadcast camera during the day.
The assistant director knew that Jiang Mingyue never pandered to fans. Ever since she announced her retirement from the entertainment industry, she no longer indulged fans and netizens, and did things her own way, showing the demeanor of a master.
In the lobby on the first floor, Jiang Mingyue successfully found the antique vase on the front desk.
To be honest, the vase is quite ugly, pitch black, and people who don't know much about antiques really can't tell that it's an antique.
Jiang Mingyue pretended to reach for a tissue, casually touching the bottle a few times, while simultaneously making a hand seal with her left hand. She lingered for a while before returning upstairs.
The crew was completely baffled. Did Teacher Jiang just go up there like that? Did she come down in the middle of the night to grab a few tissues instead of sleeping?
Everyone was completely baffled.
Then everything went peacefully until dawn.
At six o'clock in the morning, Wei Lai, Ji Wenxuan and others woke up one after another and went downstairs to get water.
The staff, who had stayed up all night, couldn't help but have many questions when they saw the four people looking energetic and not at all listless or dispirited.
"Teacher Tang, did you sleep well last night?"
Don Juan, who was brewing coffee, nodded upon hearing this, "It's better than ever before. I slept soundly until dawn."
Wei Lai stretched and yawned, "I often dream at night, but I didn't dream at all last night."
Ji Wenxuan and Meng Qinzhou also said they slept soundly and did not get up at night.
"This hotel isn't scary at all."
"I don't understand how the rumors started; perhaps the hotel owner spread them on purpose."
Staff member: "..." Is it possible that someone is bearing the burden for you?
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