Chapter 953

Since there was no place to live, Bai Lang didn't mind going with this woman—now he knew that the other party actually had a very famous name, Bai Jie. Go with this Bai Jie and probe the bottom of this woman. "Five hundred years ago, it was a family." This was what the two said in unison, "But it's just a saying. My family is a local in Magic City, at least since the end of the Ming Dynasty in Magic City. If you listen to the accent, Miss Bai is afraid it's from the Northeast, right?"

Bai Lang drove and laughed with this lady. He was extremely relaxed in this world, and there was nothing that could make him suffer. The Cougar truck ran rampant, and no one dared to drive a fighting car with him on the highway. Road Rage is not worthy of the name.

Bai Jie lived in the Guomao area. Under her guidance, Bai Lang pretended to drive the car there and parked it in the parking lot—Bai Jie paid for it. After that, they went upstairs.

The room was not small, and there was a guest room, which was very good—after all, Bai Lang was not a lecherous ghost, and he had no interest in hooking up with women. This time, he just wanted to borrow it for a few days, and leave after repaying this woman when he found a way to make money. He knew that he was uninhibited after entering this world, but the chaotic vital energy of this world also proved that this was not a peaceful world.

What kind of martial arts Bai Lang had, it had already turned into magical powers. Naturally, he saw at a glance that this world was mostly a world of ghosts and gods—it was just that the Yin energy here exceeded the Yang energy. Gods were not necessarily gods, and ghosts were definitely ghosts. At the moment, he didn't cover it up, "Miss Bai, I see that you also have quite a bit of blood-strengthening energy. Have you practiced any kung fu?"

This straight ball was somewhat unexpected to the woman, so she took out a certificate, "I am from the Administration, and I found that you have the same abnormal aura." Bai Lang sat on the sofa and smiled, "So it is. Then this is not your home, right? There are others here." Bai Lang pointed to the room with a smile. Of course, there should be some special restrictions on the walls, ceilings, and under the floor here, which could restrict the activities of certain things like ghosts.

From Qianshan Zhenren Zhou Xianda, Bai Lang learned a lot.

Bai Jie also smiled. The door opened and a little fat man, a girl, and a middle-aged burly man walked out, "Hello, the fourth group under the Investigation Bureau, I am the group leader Bai Jie." Bai Lang shook his head, "In this way, either my luck is very good, or my luck is very bad, it depends on whether I am a good person or a bad person."

"Can you register if it's convenient?" Bai Jie said.

Bai Lang didn't care. It didn't matter if he registered his real name, because his name was definitely not in the database. "Let my origin be a secret, okay?" Bai Lang said, "In addition, I have no money and no place to live. Do you have a place for me to live? I can help you do things as compensation." Bai Lang's attitude was very good. Since this world was very ghostly, it was more appropriate to stand on the human side.

It seemed that Bai Jie and her team members were also relieved, "In this way, register first. I will introduce you to a hostel, and then if it is suitable, you can be an external staff member and share some work for you to earn money." The words should mean that Bai Lang already knew the "abnormal" location of this world.

"It seems that it is not just ghosts, but also various messy weirdness, and even rule-based weirdness." Bai Lang was not afraid at all. It was just weirdness, could it kill him? Speaking of which, he really wanted to see ghosts, which must be very interesting.

"Why do people become ghosts?" This was a question, just like are there kind ghosts? This question was the same. Anyway, Bai Lang distinguished from the vital energy of heaven and earth that there should be no such kind ghosts. Even if they could exist, if they didn't want to be liberated after seven or seven, they would definitely become harmful fierce ghosts. This did not shift with the little will left by the ghost. "The brain that relies on the flesh can still talk about the word 'iron-like will'. After becoming a virtual ghost, talk about a fart. It changed easily."

Bai Lang drove and Bai Jie pointed the way, and her team members drove another car behind. The car continued to drive, driving to a youth hostel here. This ghost place was probably the Fifth Ring Road of Beijing. The parking place was quite large. After the car stopped, "This way." Bai Jie said, "Ah, this is not this youth hostel, right?" Bai Lang looked at the neat and clean hostel and followed Bai Jie in from the side path.

Just behind this youth hostel, there was a dead-end road, and by the road was an L-shaped hostel. The words in front of the hostel were dropped, and I didn't know what hostel it was called. The house looked quite old, but fortunately, it was not a dangerous house. "It really has the atmosphere of the eighties." Bai Lang sighed, "Don't give me the eighties inside."

The gate was still a double-opening glass door. After entering, there was a front desk. At the front desk, you could see the duty room/office/residential door, and the front desk was not a girl but an old man who looked at least seventy years old. "Old Zhang, a newcomer to our group, give him a room." Bai Jie shouted at this old man with dim eyes. "Oh, oh, register first." An ancient notebook was opened, and this Old Zhang signaled Bai Lang to register and sign.

After registration, he got the room key, and Bai Jie was about to leave at this time, "I will call Old Zhang, and then contact you." She said.

Bai Lang waved his hand, "Remember to contact me, otherwise I won't even be able to eat. By the way, does this place provide three meals?" Bai Lang looked at a room opposite the front desk, with the word "restaurant" written in red paint on it, which was also full of the atmosphere of the era. "Breakfast from 8:00 to 8:30, lunch from 11:30 to 12:30, and dinner from 6:00 to 7:00." This was what Old Zhang said, "Take meals with the room key."

"Okay, room 203, there are four floors here, and you let me live on the second floor." Bai Lang didn't ask if anyone else lived there, and went up the stairs by himself—the hostel full of the atmosphere of the era didn't even have an elevator, but there was a basement, and all five floors had to rely on legs. Bai Lang went to the second floor and saw the floor plan first. The short part of the L-shape here had stairs to go up, and the end of the long section had a door, which was the safety stairs outside. The whole building relied on these two places to go up and down.

He walked to the corner, "Well, the door over there is locked, and such a big lock is hung. It seems that the external safety stairs are actually not used." So there was only one staircase here, under the monitoring of Old Zhang. "203, ah, very close to the stairs." Bai Lang almost immediately saw his room. ===== CHAPTER 954 =====