Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 388

There has always been fatalism and causality in the East.

It seems that everything is destined when a person is born, and no matter how hard he struggles, he cannot escape the circle that fate has drawn for everyone.

As proud as Zhang Manyue is, when facing the upcoming fate, she just silently welcomes it, looking forward to winning the battle with fate, or seeking true liberation, and has never thought of jumping out of this circle.

Robb does not believe in the so-called fate.

Even if there is, it is just the arrangement of the superior to the inferior.

Just like now.

"It seems that the Magu God has made arrangements for you. The thousand-year obsession should come to an end." Robb said lightly.

Zhang Manyue sneered: "That depends on my willingness to let go. Even gods have times when they are powerless."

Zhang Manyue took the initiative to step into fate, but it does not mean that she will succumb to fate so obediently.

She does not believe that she will let go of her obsession, otherwise she would not have lingered for a thousand years.

Robb saw it and shook his head slightly.

The one who knows Zhang Manyue best in the world is Magu.

With the latter's ability, she was fully confident in making the final arrangements for Zhang Manyue after waiting for such a long time.

Robb looked at the confident Zhang Manyue and said secretly: "The more ghost customers of Del Luna leave without regrets, the more colorful the flowers in the courtyard will bloom. So what about Zhang Manyue? How gorgeous will the flowers bloom after a thousand-year obsession leaves?"

For Magu, who is keen on collecting flowers of wishes, Zhang Manyue, the biggest flower, is undoubtedly the biggest achievement of her thousand-year wait.

It's ripe, and it's time to pick it.

Zhang Manyue seems confident, but in fact her future is already doomed.

This is "fate"!

Robb sighed.

"Although I don't know what you are sighing about, I always have a very unhappy feeling." Zhang Manyue suddenly looked at Robb and frowned.

Robb shrugged and said meaningfully: "The world is big. If you want to get rid of your shackles, you can go out or ask for help from a noble person."

Zhang Manyue laughed: "Noble person? Are you talking about yourself?"

"Maybe." After all, Robb did not go deeper into other people's territory.

"By the way." He asked curiously, "If one day, Zhang Manyue lets go of your obsession, are you willing to go to Sanzu River? Brand-name bags, clothes, jewelry, luxury cars, yachts, fine wine, food...are you willing to give up these?"

Going to Sanzu River means reincarnation.

There are never two identical flowers in the world.

Even if they are similar, they are completely different in nature.

This is reincarnation.

If it were Robb himself, he would never go through the so-called reincarnation.

He is who he is.

Unique and irreplaceable.

As for Zhang Manyue.

After hearing this, she was entangled for a while, and then fell silent: "I have been wandering for a thousand years..."

"A thousand years, so what? I think you haven't enjoyed it enough." Robb touched his chin and looked at him.

Zhang Manyue: "..."

The mood that she had finally prepared was ruined in an instant, and she glanced at Robb.

Robb thought of someone: "I have an elder who has been seeking immortality but failed, and finally ended up being deserted by everyone. If she knew about your current state in hell, she would definitely be envious."

It must be said that if Zhang Manyue's current state was told, she would definitely be envied and yearned for by countless people.

Neither alive nor dead, her body bound to the Moon Spirit Tree has always stayed at the moment before her death. Not only is she still full of vitality, but she also has powerful spiritual powers.

Except for being controlled by the Magu God and unable to leave the Moon Spirit Tree for too long, there are no other disadvantages.

If it were Robb, a thousand years would not be enough, and living like this forever is the truth.

Of course, the prerequisite is to remove the shackles on your body.

"Come on, live well." After finally meeting an interesting person, Robb expressed his sincere blessing, "Otherwise, I can only accept your inheritance with tears in the future."

When did you become the heir of my inheritance?

No!

My property can't become an inheritance!

I only feel that Robb is a set of words on the surface, but secretly rubbing himself clean and going to hell. Zhang Manyue, who has never forgotten to peek at his wealth, now wants to cut off the threat first.

But Robb has already left.

Before leaving, he did not forget to say: "President Zhang, remember to say hello to Manager Cui. The VVIP dining and reception will be increased by one person. I have a friend who is coming to stay."

"What?"

Zhang Manyue was shocked instantly.

It's already annoying enough to entertain Robb, and now...Another person.

"Do you think Hotel Del Luna is a public toilet? Anyone can go in and out?" She objected loudly.

In response, Robb raised the banner that couldn't be more correct:

"I'm a VVIP!"

......

"Oppa, is there really a hotel full of ghosts here?"

"Of course, it's right here. See that red brick house?"

"Huh? When did such a house appear in Myeongdong?"

On a sunny day, Robb, who kept his word, brought Park Ji-hyun, who had recently maxed out his service attribute, to Hotel Del Luna.

The hotel was good in every way, but it lacked a bed warmer.

Zhang Manyue, who was worthy of Robb's attention, would not condescend to do it.

Robb thought of his good sister Park Ji-hyun who obeyed his orders.

Coincidentally, the other party was also a paranormal enthusiast and was very curious about Hotel Del Luna described by Robb.

The two sides hit it off.

At this moment, after many nourishments, Park Ji-hyun, who was much more mature and elegant than at the beginning, looked in the direction pointed by Robb, and was very surprised.

If Robb hadn't reminded her, she really wouldn't have noticed that there was such a villa here.

"Is this the Hotel Del Luna? It looks... much smaller than what you described, Oppa." Park Ji-hyun said with interest and a hint of confusion.

"This is not the full picture of the Hotel Del Luna. You will know after the progress."

Rob took Park Ji-hyun into the Hotel Del Luna.

"Welcome."

As soon as the door was pushed open, the enthusiastic voice of Chi Hyun-joong rang out.

After recognizing the visitor, Chi Hyun-joong looked curiously at the young and beautiful woman who was intimately hugging Robb's arm, and asked: "Mr. Robb, is this the new guest?"

Rob nodded: "Well, has the room been redecorated?"

Chi Hyun-joong hurriedly said: "Manager Cui has arranged it."

"Thank you." Robb took Park Ji-hyun to the elevator.

During this time, Park Ji-hyun couldn't help asking, "Oppa, was that a ghost just now?"

"Yes."

Park Ji-hyun exclaimed, "It looks like a living person!"

Especially compared to the ghosts in Kunyanchi Psychiatric Hospital, Ji Hyun-joong looks normal.

So.

Are ghosts also divided into different types?