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Chapter 160 Someone Under the Bed

It lowered its head, seemingly still in thought. After a while, it blinked at the void and disappeared in mid-air.

What on earth happened that made the entire underworld become different?

Is it really just a novel?

The Eastern King of Hell shuttled through the Forgotten River. When he woke up this time, he felt that the entire underworld was very strange. It was clearly in a normal and lifeless state before he fell asleep last time, but this time, it felt like all the ghosts were about to come alive.

It knew from the movements in the underworld that the source of the ghosts' restlessness was an author, or rather, the novel she wrote that flowed into the underworld.

But it doesn't understand how a novel can cause such a big commotion.

But no matter what it is, just destroy it.

After all, it doesn't want to make management too troublesome. These ghosts should just wait quietly until their reincarnation time. There is no need to create unnecessary trouble.

"... Can't we go to a place close to the ghost market to read novels? It's very scary here. I don't dare to go home after listening to it."

"We are Japanese. How can we be afraid of the ghosts in novels? We should be here."

"You're still talking about us. It was you who was scared silly by the zombie uncle last time."

"Well, that was an accident. Besides, that zombie was older than us. We are ghost children. It is only natural for us to be afraid of ghost adults."

"Reading novels here is the only way to feel the atmosphere. Do you know what it means to feel the atmosphere? The ghost market is so noisy. As soon as our novel appears, a bunch of people will definitely gather around us. Last time, they pushed me away."

"All right……"

The Eastern King of Hell moved forward, and as long as he wanted, these little ghosts would not be able to see him.

It tilted its head. Is this the thing that caused the commotion in the ghost market?

Can a human book cause such great emotions in a ghost?

No emotion could be seen in the white beaded eyes. In fact, with just a flick of its fingers, it could make these things disappear in the underworld and prohibit them from entering the underworld after a few seconds.

But it's still a little curious.

It is too abstract to think that a novel could lead to such a big change.

The little King of Hell couldn't help but come forward and watch with a group of ghost kids.

"Ah ...

"Who's crying... It sounds like there's a ghost. Let's go, okay? I don't want to watch this."

“Ahhh, don’t cry, you are a ghost, why are you crying? You’re even scarier when you cry… I want to go home, I don’t want to watch it with you guys…”

"The book says that if you watch the video, Sadako will come to you. If we read the novel, will Sadako also crawl out of the paper and come to you..."

"..."

"My mother called me home to see my father being born. I'm leaving now. I'll watch it with you guys next time."

"My grandma is out of kindergarten, I'm going to go see her."

"Help! Don't leave me alone! Wait for me! Wuuuuuuwaa ...

A group of children cried, made a noise, ran away, and scattered in a panic. A few pieces of white paper fell to the ground.

The little King of Hell floated forward, landed on the paper and continued reading the novel.

Its small eyes blinked and couldn't help but turned into stars, and a second later they returned to their calm small eyes.

Is that gone?

Very little.

Little King of Hell spent a day wandering around, reading the novel here and there, and stopped at the latest updated part.

It couldn't help but frowned its short eyebrows and wrote something messy.

It takes advantage of the inherent bad nature of human beings, otherwise why would it stop exactly where curiosity arises.

For the first time in its life, it felt anxious. These ghosts must have been aroused by this emotion.

This author is really the source of evil, it almost got into trouble.

Fortunately, it has a clear mind and can clearly analyze why these people are so crazy about this novel and why the underworld is in such a difficult situation now.

If its three unreliable old friends came, they would definitely be fooled.

It is still relatively reliable.

Xiao Yanwang decided to look for the author. The problem should be solved from the source.

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[“What are you doing? Do you still need to check if the bed is clean when you stay in a hotel? Are you such a mysophobia person?”

Lin Ping watched Luo Xunnan bend down and pull aside the hanging bed sheet to look at the gap under the bed.

"That's not the case," Luo Xunnan stood up, "It's just that I've only slept on solid beds before, and this is the first time I've seen a hollow one like this."

She patted the side of the bed and said meaningfully, "Don't you think it's a good place to hide some people or ghosts under the bed?"

Lin Ping couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his body, "Don't scare me anymore. If you keep talking, I won't be able to sleep tonight. I won't stay in the same hotel with you. You are the best at scaring people."

Luo Xunnan threw himself on the bed. "That's right. It's scary whether it's a ghost or a person hiding under here. Just imagine that you live alone in a house. Someone broke into it before you got home. When the thief heard the door open, he knew that the owner was back. He had no place to hide for a while, so he hid under the bed in a hurry."

"And you still don't know anything. You don't know that there is someone under the bed."

"Fuck! I told you to stop talking! Are you going to let me live?"

...

"Where did you find this hotel? It's in a very remote location."

After the girl entered the room, she couldn't help but fan her nose with her hands and frowned, saying, "It seems there is still a strange smell."

The boy said, "Didn't you say you wanted a good view from the window? I specifically looked for this place, and the price is very affordable. It didn't go up during holidays. I was afraid there would be no room left, so I booked it right away."

After hearing the price, the girl didn't know what to say. Hotel prices in popular tourist attractions have skyrocketed during holidays, and it was a relief to find such a cheap one.

Some shortcomings can be tolerated.

She put down her suitcase and opened the window to ventilate the room, but for some reason, even after the window was open for a long time, the strange smell in the room still lingered, as if the whole room was marinated.

"Maybe it's the tide? After all, it's in the south, and it's halfway up the mountain."

It was already evening when they arrived at the hotel. After a whole day's car ride, they were so tired that they washed up early and planned to go to bed to rest and get enough rest for going out for sightseeing the next day.

"Huh? There's nothing under this bed?"

The boy said, "What's wrong with it being empty?"

The girl said: "Nothing, I just feel weird."

Turn off lights at night.

The girl was sleeping on the inside of the bed. For some reason, although she was very sleepy, she was very clear-headed and her ears could even pick up the tiny noises in the woods outside the window.

Sometimes she quite liked the sound of wind blowing through the treetops and cicadas chirping, but today she felt her hair stand on end when she heard it, and it was so noisy that she couldn't sleep.

The girl turned over with her eyes closed, trying to feel sleepy. Suddenly, she thought of something and a cold sweat broke out on her back.

Why did the chirping of cicadas and the wind outside the window stop?

It feels noisy when it is chirping, but when it really stops, it just feels weird. How can one stop the chirping of an insect by human intervention?