The entire hotel is now plunged into a hazy mist, and all the sounds in the mountains seem to have gone away, and there is only silence around it, like a quiet space independent of the world.
Xiao Lan felt that the situation was not right: "Gu Shengan?"
The voice echoed all around, but there was no response.
Xiao Lan frowned: "Luo?"
A bit of pitch black was suddenly dyed in the enveloping white mist, and a piece of black spread quickly from a distance. When he reached Xiao Lan's feet, the wrapped black shadow slowly dispersed, revealing the black cat inside.
The black cat spoke with a deep and elegant voice: "Sir."
Xiao Lan: "Where did you go just now?"
The black cat flicked its tail: "We are scattered. This seems to be an independent space. I have heard your call to determine your location."
Xiao Lan took the cat and began to move forward in the white mist. Here is still the structure of the hotel, visibility is very low in the fog, only about two meters in front of you can be seen.
There was no sound in the white mist, only his footsteps echoed in the open space, seemingly never ending.
"Luo, did you find that we seem to have passed by this pool for the third time?" Xiao Lan frowned at the hot spring pool not far away.
Luo: "Yes, the crack on the third stone by the pool is exactly the same as the previous two."
Did they encounter a ghost hitting the wall? In the space created by ghosts, encountering ghosts hitting the wall seems to be... very reasonable, but it stands to reason that he broke the magic weapon. Gu Mo now no longer confuses his breath with those five people. Why does he still trap him
Suspiciously, there stood a figure in front of a tall old tree that seemed to be old. The man was soaked in hot spring water, with dark long hair, and his head drooped to an incredible level, as if he had no bone support. write.
It's Gu Mo.
Xiao Lan became vigilant, he had already used up his skills now, and this situation would be difficult for the boss to handle.
Gu Mo didn't approach them, her hand dropped slowly, and there was a fierce crack splicing between her arm and wrist. Fingertips pointed in the direction of the hot spring pool, and then this posture became immobile.
After a while, Gu Mo's figure slowly disappeared into the fog.
Does this mean let people check the hot spring pool
Xiao Lan remembered what Yang Degao had said, he put Gu Mo's body into a cement mixer while the backyard was being renovated. According to the comparison of locations, this hot spring pool happens to be in the backyard.
Then, Gu Mo's body is probably inside.
Xiao Lan: "Luo, check where the part with the corpse is."
"Okay, sir." Luo stood up and ran towards the hot spring. The dark shadows spread along with his movements, patrolling the area of the hot spring pool.
"Here." Luo jumped on a decorative stone, and pointed his paw to the rightmost part of the pool. It was a hard concrete floor, which looked sturdy and seamless.
Xiao Lan pulled out a decorative stone from the pool, weighed it in her hand, and slammed it directly towards the ground. It was a bit hard, but it was fine.
The solid ground and the hard stones kept colliding with each other, making a huge thumping sound.
After a while, the cement had been smashed, exposing countless pieces of rotten bones that had been roughly cut off inside. There was also a lone hand bone embedded in cement. There was a dirty old mobile phone not far from the hand, which was the same as the one that Xiao Lan had fished out of the pool at the time.
This is probably the real Gu Mo phone. What Tong Qing picked up at the time was not sure what it was made of.
This cell phone, which had been soaked in water, poured in cement, and even left for ten years, seemed to be completely unable to turn on. At this time, it turned on, as if being manipulated to make a call.
It's so strong that it's touching.
The fog in front of Xiao Lan began to dissipate, and another person appeared at the same time—Yang Degao, whose face paled and wrinkles deepened a lot.
What was in front of him was a mottled and faded picture, like an old photo.
Ten years ago, Yang Degao, who was in his fifties, was squeezing a girl's neck. The girl's hair was spread out in pitch black like ink. It was Gu Mo.
"No!" Yang Degao stepped forward quickly, trying to stop his behavior, but his hand passed through his shoulder. Ten years ago, Yang Degao turned a blind eye to him, and his actions were not affected at all.
All this is just an illusion.
All the injuries have happened, and now they are nothing more than the afterimages of sin.
Gu Mo pulled Yang Degao with both hands. She struggled desperately, trying to find a chance for herself, but the huge strength on her neck was so desperate.
At this moment, just separated by a wall, the laughter of a group of boys and girls sounded, they were all familiar voices:
"Gu Mo, poor and poor, didn't even see anyone for dinner, maybe he went on a date with someone."
"I think it's a date, it's almost the same."
"Wow-"
"So shameless."
Gu Mo's eyes widened suddenly, and she stretched out her hand in the direction where the voice came from, calling for help silently—
Help! !
help me! !
Come here soon! ! ! !
"Shall we go to a hot spring later?"
"Okay, okay! I want to go to the most famous medicinal spring."
…
It is a pity that a thin wall cuts off the vitality, and the voice gradually fades away without mercy, taking away the girl's last hope.
Ten years ago, Yang Degao had a hideous murderous intent on his face. With a crackling sound, the girl's life died down. The last thing she heard was the vicious ridicule of her classmates, and finally she saw the crazy face of her teacher. .
"No! No! I didn't expect to kill you! This is just an accident..." Yang Degao knelt on the ground in pain, and the pale face of the girl silently stared at him in the faded picture.
The phone ringing is an old song.
Yang Degao stiffens, this is his cell phone ringtone. He tremblingly took out the phone from his pocket, and the call on it showed that it was-Gu Mo! !
You must know that he has never saved Gu Mo's phone, and a person who has been dead for ten years can never have the ability to make a phone call. Yang Degao exhausted all his strength and threw the phone away, but how strong his trembling hand could be, the phone only fell less than one meter away from him.
The phone is automatically connected. This time it is no longer the sound of the mechanical tablet. The female voice on the other end of the phone is clean and refreshing, with a little shyness: "Excuse me, is it Mr. Yang?"
Hearing it in Yang Degao's ears was the same as hell's ecstasy, he suddenly retreated: "You let me... let me go, I don't want to die!!!"
The voice in the phone rang again: "Mr. Yang, have you let me go?"
Yang Degao has collapsed. He knelt on the ground and kept kowtow, banging his forehead against the ground: "I will burn incense for you, sacrifice for you, and I will give you whatever you want!! Let me go, OK!!! "
There was a chuckle from the phone: "Hehe, give me everything you want? Then—come with me!!"
A burst of water burst out of the hot spring, and it came towards Yang Degao. Yang Degao's struggle seemed so weak in front of the water, just like Gu Mo back then.
Yang Degao was wrapped in a splash of water, and he screamed towards the hot spring pool.
After a while, a human figure floated on the surface of the water, wearing Yang Degao's clothes, but his limbs slumped softly and casually, like a deflated balloon, changing its shape with the waves of the water.
This faded world was once again shrouded in mist.
Xiao Lan continued to move forward, this time he did not encounter ghosts hitting the wall again.
I can't feel the passage of time in the fog, and I don't know how long it has passed.
Two figures supporting each other slowly approached in the white mist. It was Zhang Jie and Cheng Lang. Zhang Jie seemed to twist her foot and walked limping. Cheng Lang embraced her and supported her forward.
When both sides met, Zhang Jie's expression changed. Her mouth seemed to be filled with the rotten rag again. She stared at the damn black cat bitterly, and then stab Xiao Lan vigorously with her eye knife.
Finding something wrong with her, Cheng Lang asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Jie relied on someone to protect him, and was a little bolder: "This is the person who tied me up just now! We will appear here because of his ghosts. We almost succeeded originally, because he broke the law. Device."
Cheng Lang's face was gloomy, and he clenched his fists: "You fucking—"
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Lan raised his hand and punched the wooden pillar next to him. After a "bang", the pillar broke apart from the middle.
Xiao Lan smiled at them: "Is there something wrong?"
Cheng Lang: "..."
Zhang Jie: "..."
It's okay, excuse me.
"Compared to telling me, the two seem to have old friends visiting." Xiao Lan pointed her finger behind the two.
The two turned their heads in confusion.
An old-fashioned computer appeared in the fog, the screen was on, it was an interface of a chat software, and the chat content on it was refreshed very quickly.
Fu Wenbo: Have you heard of it? Gu Mo ran out with the gangster last night
Classmate A: It's true, don't talk nonsense.
Fu Wenbo: Really, everyone says that. It is said that Teacher Yang has seen it. I think she must be pregnant and ran away because she couldn't hide.
Du Yuhui: A bitch is disgusting, and staying in the same class with her is the biggest shame in my life.
Zhang Jie: Oh, is Gu Mo okay? Why is it all on the news? It's worrying.
Classmate b: What news
Zhang Jie: You don’t know yet [link].
Du Yuhui: Damn it!
Cheng Lang: I knew she was of this kind of virtue a long time ago. I just look down on such a person. Please take a look at this [link].
Each article with exaggerated words was sent to the classmate group by Cheng Lang and Zhang Jie in order to win the eyeballs at all costs.
Zhang Jie's face turned pale: "No... No... I just care about her..."
Cheng Lang also shook: "I don't know, it's not me."
As if rebutting their sophistry, the picture began to change in the white mist.
Still a picture like a faded old photo, Zhang Jie lay leisurely on her beautifully decorated princess bed, wearing expensive silk pajamas, eating snacks with one hand and typing with the other:
Princess J: The money is given to you, and the report will be written as I said.
Orange Gossip Little R: OK, you are satisfied, and a little more money can give you a good layout, do you want
Princess J: Yes! How many pages do you have? It's better to write a few more articles.
Orange Gossip Little R: As long as you are willing to spend money, I will give you the front page!
Princess J: Hmph, am I short of money? !
On the other side, Cheng Lang sat in his slightly small room with ordinary decoration, spread every link Zhang Jie sent him to different groups, and kept creating topics with a smile and chatting with Zhang Jie.
Cheng Lang and Zhang Jie looked at each other, and they read full of panic and despair in each other's eyes.
The crisp and sweet bell rang.
Zhang Jie was suddenly struck by lightning. She looked at her latest flagship mobile phone, like a devil who chose someone and devoured her. Fear made her whole body stiff, and she didn't even have the courage to throw the phone out, so she could only watch Gu Mo's call.
Gu Mo's voice came from the phone: "Zhang Jie."
Zhang Jie's eyes widened, and her violent gasping almost prevented her from uttering a complete sentence: "Gu... Heh... Gu... Gu Mo..."
Gu Mo's voice seemed to be chatting with a friend: "Why?"
Fear made Zhang Jie's lips tremble, and every word sounds erratic: "I, I..."
But what can she say? Said that Gu Mo received more eyes than himself on the first day of school, said that his favorite senior had praised Gu Mo's composition, said that he was jealous of Gu Mo's appearance, said that he was proud and disdainful when he learned that Gu Mo's family was poor
In the end she could only palely defended: "I didn't kill you, so don't you come to me, OK..."
Gu Mo laughed, his laughter seemed carefree: "No."
"Ah—" Zhang Jie let out a desperate scream, as if finally having strength, she threw the phone to the ground. Then she fumbled out one thing after another from her body and threw it towards the phone, a bracelet engraved with a Buddha statue, a jade pendant that had been opened around her neck, a bag of talisman paper hidden in her pocket...
Unfortunately, it didn't work.
The bracelet was torn to pieces by invisible force in mid-air, and the beads splashed out and rolled to the ground; the jade pendant shattered into dust when it fell; the kits ignited spontaneously without fire the moment it touched the screen of the mobile phone, at an extremely fast speed Become a floating ashes.
All the resistance is so pale and fragile, just like a girl who once faced the overwhelming rumors and rumors.
Zhang Jie's stretched out hand was too late to retract, but it was twisted like it was being pulled by something, turning in one direction bit by bit in front of her, which was about to exceed the limit that the human body could reach.
With a "click", there was a crisp sound of broken bones, and the intense pain made Zhang Jie almost fainted.
Zhang Jie turned to Cheng Lang with a pale face, "Help me..."
This person has been showing kindness to her since high school, and he also made a lot of efforts in the affairs of Gu Mo back then. This time he entered the mist and he was willing to lend a helping hand to her. He must be true love to her. If you can go out alive this time, it's better to think about dating him. It's a thank you to him for his sincerity over the years.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Lang took a step back.
With an expression of righteous indignation on his face, he shouted into the surrounding air: "Gu Mo, I was cheated by her to treat you like this. She keeps telling me that you are not good, so that I misunderstood you. Actually... In fact, the person I have always liked is you!"
"Really, I noticed you when I first met at the beginning of high school. You are so unique in the crowd, just like Konggu Youlan. I remembered you deeply at that time."
As if he had convinced himself, Cheng Lang pointed at Zhang Jie: "Without her, without this vicious woman, we should have been together long ago."
"Mo Mo, you believe me, I really don't want to harm you!"
"Mo Mo, you love me so much, you won't hurt me, will you?"
This impromptu performance can be called a handy gesture, and the emotions, lines, and actions are quite perfect, deducting a touching picture of the affectionate prodigal awakening. If it is in a bitter drama, it may touch a large audience who likes this one.
It's a pity that there was no response in the air, only Zhang Jie's painful cries kept coming.
Seeing that his sincere confession had not achieved the desired effect, his heart sank, ignoring Zhang Jie, who had fallen to the ground in pain, and ran forward.
Although working as a manager does not require much exercise, Cheng Lang usually goes to the gym every week in order to maintain his body. His physical fitness is still very good. When he ran very fast, he disappeared into the white mist in an instant, and the white mist did not stop him, just like a cat that deliberately let go of mice.
Cheng Lang's straightforward movements made Zhang Jie never recover for a while.
Unexpectedly, she had been the owner of the pond for many years, and today she was dumped in her own fish pond, or in the hands of such an ordinary man that she would never look down upon.
Fuck, a man's mouth, a deceitful ghost.
Zhang Jie was sweating, stretched out her other hand to support the ground and tried to stand up.
But I feel my arm is gripped by invisible force, and then my left foot, right foot, neck...
Despair hits my heart.
The strength increased a little bit, and the bones and muscles gradually became difficult to support. Amidst the feeling of suffocation and the pain of tearing, her perception of the world slowly receded.
The final consciousness is the reluctance and unwillingness to this world. She is still young, she is so rich, her family is powerful and powerful... She doesn't want to die...
The white mist gathered again, and the world was once again hazy.
Gu Mo is like a child showing toys to a new friend, taking Xiao Lan all the way to witness her revenge.
What appeared next was a corridor. The long corridor was spotless, immersed in a white mist with no end in sight. On the right side of the corridor is a row of clean and tidy glass windows. Looking out at this moment, there is nothing to be seen except for the vast expanse of whiteness.
On the left side of the corridor are rows of classrooms. Tables and chairs are neatly arranged. Books and stationery are randomly placed on the table. There are unerased blackboards on the blackboard, just like someone was in class a moment ago. Suddenly, the world evaporated.
There seemed to be no end to this corridor, and there were always repeated scenes on both sides, which made Xiao Lan a little indistinguishable for the passage of time.
A strange darkness appeared in a corner of the open classroom in front, standing there quietly. It is weird because there is nothing around it that can cause shadows, and this cloud of darkness has no signs of being obscured in the white mist, as conspicuous as ink dots falling on white paper.
Luo, who had been quietly following Xiao Lan's side, suddenly said: "Sir, that's me."
Xiao Lan looked back in surprise, aren't you by my side
"It should be part of my original, I seem to be... divided into many parts." Luo's tone was not very sure.
"Are you going to get it back?" Xiao Lan asked.
"Please stay here. I'll go alone. I'm not sure if that part of me will attack you."
The black cat walked out from Xiao Lan's side and walked towards the group of black shadows. The black shadow seemed to be aware of it too, and suddenly moved, as if to make a posture of preparing to attack.
Luo tried to communicate with Sombra, but it was a pity that this group of Sombra was totally irrational. When Luo approached a position about one meter near him, it suddenly launched an attack.
The sharp claws stretched out from the black shadow to grab the black cat, and the black cat didn't let it go, a quick dodge to avoid the sharp claws, and then took the opportunity to bite the black cat's main area.
The shadow seems to have materialized only the part of the claws, and the place where it looks like the body is very emptiness. When it touches the surrounding objects, it directly passes through, but after Luo bites it down, a gap appears.
As if feeling the pain, it propped up its body and rushed towards Luo at a more violent speed from top to bottom. When its paws brushed over the position of the table and chairs, it cut them all off.
There were almost half a classroom tall black shadow and a normal-sized black cat, and the battle seemed extremely power disparity. But the black cat kept dodging under such fierce attacks, and his body was as fast as lightning, making it difficult for the black shadow to attack him. At the same time, Luo always seized every opportunity to bite on its emptiness.
Under this change, the shadow became weaker and weaker, and its original height became much shorter.
Finally, the black cat caught the gap, jumped into the air, and cut off the sharp claws of the black shadow. The black shadow twisted and roared silently, but it was still irresistibly swallowed by the black cat.
To be honest, that picture is a bit appetizing.
After a full meal, the black cat returned lightly, and Luo seemed to be very emotional: "I make you worried, sir."
Xiao Lan said calmly: "It's fine if you are fine."
At the same time, he threw away the bricks that had just been broken off the wall forcibly, and ignored the system's prompts for the destruction of the scene props.
However, picking a brick can increase the poverty value by 1 million. If this corridor is completely demolished...
Xiao Lan thought about it, he felt that he might be demolished by Miss Gu Mo first.
"You ate such a big lump... Are you okay?" Xiao Lan asked.
"It's okay, when I digest it thoroughly, I can appear in front of you in human form."
This is something that makes people look forward to it. If you fill it up in Luo's voice, you won't be a black-skinned, bald-headed man? But what is Luo? If you are bored in the future, you can dismantle yourself into three parts and fight against the landlord to relieve the boredom.
In the invisible fog ahead, people began to speak from afar, forming empty echoes in the corridor.
Xiao Lan approached.
Two men in police uniforms who could not see clearly were asking a short woman: "Gu Mo is your classmate. Do you know who she is usually? Please tell us the truth about the relevant information you know. ."
A scorn of disdain appeared on the face of the little woman: "Relying on her good looks all day long to hook up people everywhere."
It was Du Yuhui. She was in a weird state at this time, as if she didn't feel anything wrong with the unrecognizable police officer in front of her eyes and the white mist around her, and she couldn't see Xiao Lan not far away.
"When was the last time you saw her?"
Du Yuhui thought for a while, and suddenly showed a hidden smile: "Probably before dinner, she seems to be out with a boy."
"What kind of boy."
Du Yuhui shrugged: "I don't know, the boys next to her are changing all the time. Uncle police, I tell you, this person is very messy. Everyone knows that she must be pregnant and ran away with someone. If you don't believe you can do more Ask a few people."
"Thank you for your cooperation."
After the questioning, the police walked into the fog and gradually disappeared.
After the police left, Du Yuhui turned his head and smiled at the faceless classmates next to him: "You said that Gu Mo won't come back for so many days, she won't be dead, right?"
There was a hole in the fuzzy face of the next classmate, and there was a deep darkness inside, revealing an exaggerated smile that took up half of the face, and his voice was stiff: "Dead?"
Du Yuhui didn't notice anything: "Yes, her mother had come to the school to look for her before, and she was all abysmal. Maybe Gu Mo would have died out long ago."
"Then—you—why—why—not—say?"
"Why should I say that she died..."
Du Yuhui finally realized that there was something wrong with her, her expression turned to panic in an instant, and she took a big step back and hit the door.
The classmate with his mouth wide open staggered towards her. There was no tongue in his hollow mouth but he still made a sound: "Why—why—"
"Go away!"
Du Yuhui was more courageous than Zhang Jie. At this time, he ran away. Before turning around, he didn't forget to take the time to give that faceless thing a kick.
The faceless classmate fell to the ground under this kick. His body was like a plaster, and it shattered when it knocked on the ground. The fragments on the ground did not lose their ability to move, and they were still advancing towards Du Yuhui without slowing down at all.
"what-"
Du Yuhui only ran out a few steps and was grabbed by her broken arm. She smashed her whole body heavily on the ground, and she felt that her entire skeleton was about to fall apart.
At this time she suddenly noticed Xiao Lan walking out of the white mist, and she quickly stretched out her hand: "Help! Help me!!"
Before Xiao Lan could speak, the phone in Du Yuhui's bag rang.
Du Yuhui's movements suddenly froze. She turned her head like an unoiled machine, her small eyes widened to the peak size of her life, and she stared at her mobile phone.
The mobile phone ringtone is a popular song ten years ago. The singer has long been outdated, and now there are not many people who know it, and she has not set this song as a mobile phone ringtone at all.
But this is clearly her ringtone ten years ago!
Du Yuhui opened her mouth in disbelief, her hand! At this time, her hand reached out to her pocket uncontrollably.
"No! Don't!!!" Tears burst into his eyes.
The hand completely ignored her call, put it in his pocket, grabbed the phone, took it out, and clicked to answer. A series of actions were completed in one go.
In Du Yuhui’s resisting eyes, her right hand lifted the phone up and sent it to her ear forcefully.
"Du Yuhui." Gu Mo's voice was very gentle. As before, her voice became lighter and softer, and finally turned into a barely audible whisper.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha —" Du Yuhui suddenly laughed, as if a hand forcibly lifted the corner of her mouth, pulling her smile wider and wider. In contrast, there was fear in her eyes. Her face was full of unstoppable tears, mixed with nasal mucus on her face, looking very ugly.
The two match up like a weird and funny string puppet, which is obviously full of fear but will be manipulated to perform funny scenes.
"Ha-ho-haha-" When Du Yuhui finally smiled and turned purple and was about to breathe, she stood up and walked towards the wall uncontrollably.
"boom-"
"boom-"
"boom-"
She bumped her head against the wall one after another, laughing out of breath, and again and again...
Finally, he stopped moving.
In the next instant, Du Yuhui's corpse disappeared in the same place out of thin air, the entire corridor was clean, no blood stains, no doll limbs scattered, only the white mist remained.
Just as Du Yuhui's body disappeared, there was a rush of footsteps across the corridor, as if someone was running wild, like an actor who had been scheduled to appear on stage.
Xiao Lan looked up, and the person who appeared in the mist was Cheng Lang.
He no longer has the elite fan who was holding the shelf before. At this moment, his neatly combed hair is soaked in sweat and piled on his head indiscriminately. The tailored suit is half hung on his body, covered with dust, and his face is also covered in dust. There were several scratches.
I don’t know how long he has been running. He was out of breath at this moment, but when he looked up, he saw Xiao Lan. He was so scared that he lost his soul. The steps under his feet were so unstable that he almost fell to the ground. Cheng Lang stretched out his hand to support the wall. Hold your body steady.
After leaving Zhang Jie behind, Cheng Lang ran all the way, daring not to look back when he heard any sound in the middle. He always felt that there was a footstep behind him closely following him, and the footsteps would disappear when he stopped, as if the person was sticking to him.
This kind of fear made him dare not relax at all, and went forward desperately in one breath. He kept his head buried all the way, regardless of the changes in the surrounding scenery, only looking for life.
But why is this hot spring hotel so big, why can't it get out after running for so long
He finally recovered and began to observe the surrounding environment, but he did not expect that he was actually in such a familiar place—the high school campus, where all the nightmares began.
And standing in front of him was the guy who brought Gu Mo back to the world.
Why do you want to help that damn woman? She has been dead for ten years. Isn't it good to have been quiet? Why do you have to come back? Why do you have to disrupt his life.
Cheng Lang pointed at Xiao Lan, anger and fear intertwined, making him speechless.
At this moment, the white mist around him slowly dispersed.
What appeared in front of Cheng Lang was a downward staircase, a way out of the corridor that he couldn't find before running!
There was ecstasy on his tired face, and his body on the verge of collapse seemed to be full of strength again. Cheng Lang could no longer take care of Xiao Lan in front of him. His only thought was to run. He could leave this ghost place as long as he passed this step.
Cheng Lang strode up the steps, but what came from under his feet was not the hard touch of the ground.
A violent fall came, and the oncoming wind blew his broken sanity back a little bit.
Only then did he realize that where is the step under his feet? He was falling rapidly, and he was gradually approaching in front of him, obviously another piece of hard ground.
"No—" Cheng Lang's final exclamation was drowned in the loud crash.
Gu Mo didn't call him from start to finish, maybe he has nothing to say.
At the same time, Fu Wenbo, who was dizzy in the mist, was frightened by the corpse falling from the sky.
Cheng Lang's face was broken and deformed as a result of the fall, facing him straight, the panic and disbelief before his death still remained on this face.
Fu Wenbo shrank his shoulders and looked up and saw that there was a snow-white ceiling with no gaps to let people fall, and Cheng Lang appeared in front of him as if out of thin air.
The surrounding white mist churned up, blocking his vision, and the excessively strong water vapor made him feel a little uncomfortable to breathe.
After the white mist dissipated, Fu Wenbo was taken aback.
He returned to the hot spring hotel. The hotel at this time was as quiet as the one ten years later, but the facilities were much newer. This is the hotel after Gu Mo's accident!
He once heard that because of Gu Mo's affairs, the police came to the door during this period, which affected the hotel's business. The boss simply closed the hotel temporarily to complete the renovation. Later, the incident passed and the business continued.
Fu Wenbo talked about his camera bag. As a photographer, he would not give up his equipment even in the end of the world.
He was about to try if he could get out first, but there was a sound of electricity in a room with the door closed next to him.
This is the kind of sound that a very old-fashioned TV only makes when it is turned on. It was only heard when Fu Wenbo was very young and at his grandma's house, and it didn't turn around for a while.
He hesitated to open the door. The door was not locked, and it opened automatically when he touched it lightly, as if to welcome his arrival.
What appeared in front of me was an old TV, the black and white screen slowly lit up, and what appeared inside was Fu Wenbo himself.
It seems to be taken by a lens placed in a hidden corner, the quality of the picture is not high, like a peeping eye, staring at him silently in the dark, greedy and gloomy.
Fu Wenbo raised his eyes in a panic and searched the room, but he didn't see where there was a camera.
He felt nervous and realized that something was wrong with it. From the moment the black smoke appeared in the hallway, everything was wrong. Whether it is the sudden white mist, the school that has appeared inexplicably, or this closed hotel, they all show an unnatural power.
Thinking of Gu Mo, Fu Wenbo's heartstrings were tense, and he carefully exited the room. The old TV still played all his actions dutifully.
He wants to leave here quickly, even if he sees one person.
But then, every time he passed by a room, there would be a sound of electricity from turning on the TV, and every TV monitored his every move and spied everything about him in detail from all angles.
Front, side, back, full body, half body, face close-up, eye close-up... The details are incredible.
"Ho... ho..." Fu Wenbo ran. Following his movements, the closed rooms were no longer reserved. They actively opened the door of the room and showed him the TV that recorded his every move.
Something's wrong! Everything is wrong! This hotel doesn't have so many rooms at all! !
The long corridor is endless, and together with the prying pictures that are constantly playing next to it, it forms a nightmare that seems to never end.
"Gu, Gu Mo...Is it you!!! Is it you!!!"
Fu Wenbo screamed frantically toward the corridor. He thought of the girl who had been secretly spying on the camera. She was really good-looking and always seduce him that he couldn't help but watch more and more.
How can he be blamed? Obviously this woman wants to grow up like this, she herself wants to appear in front of him.
"It's not my fault... it's not my fault..."
Fu Wenbo sat down on the corridor exhaustedly, with his hands and feet moving backwards, he wanted to stay away from all this.
Suddenly he felt a fluffy thing on his hand. He turned his head and saw that it was a black cat. This black cat had been following a young man named Xiao Lan.
Ecstasy surged in his mind, he suddenly turned around and saw Xiao Lan sitting on the sofa in the room not far away. The young man's sitting posture seemed very relaxed, incompatible with this weird environment.
Fu Wenbo didn't have time to stand up, and crawled towards Xiao Lan.
"Help! You help me! I have encountered a ghost!"
"That female ghost in the hotel killed someone! Did you have a friend killed by her? Let's escape together!"
Xiao Lan still just stared at the TV in front of her.
Fu Wenbo finally realized that something was wrong, and he fixed his eyes to look in the direction of Xiao Lan's eyes—the picture was still under Fu Wenbo's monitoring! This person has been watching him all the time!
Xiao Lan finally turned to look at him: "Is she good-looking?"
Who she is referring to, it goes without saying
Fu Wenbo panicked: "The dress she wore on purpose was made by me!"