Contaminated by the Supernatural

Qiu Yong stared at the smiling fat man, and a thought suddenly struck him.

He smiled as well and invited the fat man in. "Meeting one another is fate. In such a dangerous situation, everyone should stick together. With more people, we can at least have more ideas."

"Why don't you come over? We can discuss together how to get out of here."

"All right!" The fat man, He Tianming, was overjoyed. He immediately trotted over and quickly entered Qiu Yong's room.

Two young women dressed in revealing clothes followed behind him.

Seeing this, Qiu Yong smiled faintly and stepped aside, not stopping them. The two women immediately gave him grateful looks.

"Mr. Qiu, you really have a bodhisattva's heart," He Tianming flattered him.

The furnishings in Qiu Yong's room were no different from those in the other guest rooms.

However, there was an incense burner on the table, giving off wisps of green smoke. Apart from that, there was also a burning lotus lamp, somewhat resembling the auspicious objects used to pray for blessings in temples.

This sight caused He Tianming's gaze to change slightly.

However, he said nothing. With a fawning smile, he pulled the two women over to sit on the chairs nearby.

Although the fat man had not encountered many Awakened, he knew that these people were mysterious and prone to many strange actions. Outsiders absolutely should not try to investigate such actions.

Even if they saw something, they had to pretend they had not.

After closing the door and observing the corridor through the peephole for several minutes, Qiu Yong finally left the entryway.

"I'll get straight to the point."

"The situation in the hotel is very serious right now. I don't know what kind of ghosts are here. The Investigation Bureau seems to have