"If it's too late, throw another ghost candle out." Yang Jian took out another ghost candle in his hand at this moment, which was also red.

"It would be too much of a loss to waste it like this." Tong Qian said, "I can keep fighting against that thing."

Yang Jian said very sensibly, "It's not necessary. We were just passing by. Let's leave some tolls at that time. Don't risk your life. This is the Caesar Hotel, not outside. We don't need to restrict this evil ghost. Do you understand?"

Tong Qian was silent.

And the next moment.

The impact occurred again.

This time the elevator seemed to have left the third floor. They heard a loud noise above their heads and the elevator shook violently several times. In the end, it was not stopped and continued to descend without maintaining operation.

"Success, we have successfully passed the third floor." Anan breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

Yang Jian looked at him and said, "Since the third floor is so dangerous, how do you take the elevator past the third floor every time?"

"luck."

Anan said: "It's not that the evil ghost will stop the elevator every time it passes by the third floor. Sometimes the evil ghost is far away. When it stares at the elevator, the elevator has already passed this floor, and the evil ghost will miss it."

"Luck certainly exists, but you are not always so lucky. Why don't you explain it to me?" Yang Jian continued to ask.

Anan didn't speak. He just stretched out three fingers and slowly placed them on the three long-dried blood stains on the elevator door.

Finger and blood marks overlap perfectly.

"Is this explanation enough?" Anan said.
Chapter completed!