Human nature certainly does not exist, and even if there is, there is no need to tell a ghost.
Another name for the stainless steel kettle is "Heats Faster", and soon the water inside became hotter and hotter. Fujiang was like a fish that fell into a frying pan, constantly twisting.
"What's the matter with you? I can't swim. I don't like the closed environment. Hurry up and pick me up!"
Shaking again, she accidentally sank into the water, swallowed a mouthful of hot water, and Fujiang compromised, she used all her strength to scream loudly: "What do you want to know, I said it's not enough? Don't really burn me , I don't want to be cooked, the color doesn't look good when it's cooked!"
After Fujiang said this, she soon felt that someone had removed the kettle, opened the lid, and poured the contents of the kettle into the sink. A pair of hands caught Fujiang in time and let him She was spared the bad luck of going down the sink and down the drain.
With a "click", the flesh that had grown a pair of eyes regained its brightness.
Originally, she was dug out of the soil, but after being washed with water, she returned to a bright red color, but at this moment, she had been boiled in boiling water for a while, and the color of her body changed from fresh flesh to pale flesh. , but also exudes a smell of food...
Smells like chicken breast.
Riyan couldn't hold back and swallowed.
Fu Jiang: "..."
Her face turned green and she was angry.
—Fu Jiang is no stranger to this kind of voice, but often men swallow at her because they are amazed by her beauty, but now she clearly knows that this time it must not be because of her beauty, but because of her flesh.
Ri Yan, who suddenly met Fujiang's eyes, shook all over, and the camera shook, almost hitting the flesh, and the barrage in the live broadcast room refreshed:
[It looks delicious, unlimited ingredients, reserves, and rich river.]
[I never thought that Fujiang could be cooked... Originally, I was curious about how beautiful she is, but now I think about whether she is delicious... (funny.gif)]
[I am very happy today, thank you boss for making me so happy, I want to be happy all the time.]
Fujiang was very angry, but she had no time to take care of it now, she just coughed reluctantly, feeling the hot air from her body escaping outward, she said, "I'm so hot, are there any ice cubes?"
Xiao Li looked around, picked her up with two fingers, and came to the freezer where the food was stored: "Only the freezer."
Fujiang habitually sneered and wanted to instruct Xiao Li to get her some - but just as she was about to open her mouth, she saw the other party's beautiful black eyes glance at her, which reminded Fujiang immediately of his talent. After the experience, she immediately changed her voice, like a cat scratching her throat: "Really, it's no wonder that people say that people can't look good, I've suffered a loss."
Ye Zeqing: "..."
- Isn't this sentence generally used by other people to describe Fujiang yourself? !
Xiao Li put her back on the table.
Fujiang sniffed herself—God knows how she could do such a difficult movement with only one pair of eyes and one mouth, and only nostrils on her nose. She said with disgust, "I smell bad."
Xiao Li: "No, it's quite fragrant in a sense."
Fujiang's nose sniffing paused, she felt that she had been greatly insulted, but she couldn't do anything to Xiao Li.
Xiao Li continued: "If you feel stinky, I can spray you with some air freshener."
Every room at the Cavill Hotel has this stuff, ranging from peach to green apple.
Fujiang: "I don't want this, I want perfume."
"Then it depends on your cooperation." Xiao Li said.
Fujiang's voice changed again, from the eldest lady giving orders to the pitiful Xiaojiabiyu in one second, her voice was soft and mushy: "Can't you give me some perfume first?"
At that moment, an incomparable charm emanated from Fu Jiang's eyes. This piece of meat, which was nearly cooked and whitened after being cooked, looked like the head of a beautiful woman. She had long black hair and eyes. It's an amorous peach blossom eye, and she's a bizarre creature, Fujiang...
A strand of hair stuck out from Xiao Li's pocket, and the puppet used the hair to block the meat block's mouth again.
Xiao Li: "Can you say it now?"
Fujiang: "Mmmmmmmmm-"
Ye Zeqing translated simultaneously: "She said yes."
The puppet obediently retracted her long hair, and Fujiang was liberated. She said in a broken jar, "Okay, if you have any questions, just tell me."
Xiao Li: "How did you get buried in the grave?"
Fujiang had obviously already made a draft of this question, she said without hesitation in a tone of reminiscence: "I had one foot left that day, and he picked it up, he took me back, dismembered me again, and buried me in the under a dead tree."
A bloody love story.
Xiao Li thought for a while: "Tell me more."
But Fujiang just repeated what she had just said word for word, and she said impatiently: "I had one foot left that day, and he picked it up. under the tree."
Xiao Li pursed his lips and asked in a different direction, "Who is the person who picked you up...?"
Fujiang said indifferently: "It's him, it doesn't matter who."
Xiao Li: "How did he dismember you?"
Fujiang: "Dismemberment is dismemberment. Do you want me to describe the detailed process for you?"
Xiao Li didn't answer, he looked at the pieces of meat on the table.
Fu Jiang sniffed at herself again, this time she didn't look for Xiao Li, but loudly instructed him at Ri Yan: "That young man with pink hair over there, get me a bottle of perfume, I prefer Chanel."
Riyan: "..."
He scratched his head and looked around the Samsara, but the others ignored him. He thought about it and simply stood behind Xiao Li as if he didn't see it.
Xiao Li perfunctoryly sprayed Fujiang with peach-flavored air freshener, then opened the closet, put her on the top floor of the closet, and closed the closet.
Fu Jiang complained dissatisfiedly at first: "How can you treat me like this? It's too hard and dark here, I'm going to be put on a soft pillow and fall asleep smelling the sweet fragrance..."
But no one paid her any attention.
The reincarnators gathered together and closed the live broadcast. Ye Zeqing was the first to ask, "Do we really want to keep Fujiang by our side?"
Maybach said: "It's dangerous, she...she's one of those weird stories after all, if we grow hands and feet while we're asleep, we'll be vulnerable."
Xiao Li was thinking about something, and he heard this: "I'll take care of her, find a bag to put it in, and put it in my pocket first."
Maybach unconsciously glanced at Xiao Li more, and made an OK gesture.
"What are you thinking?" Ye Zeqing, who was relatively familiar with Xiao Li, was the first to see his abnormality.
Xiao Li: "What Fu Jiang said."
Ye Zeqing recalled: "Because she repeated her experience?"
Xiao Li nodded hesitantly.
Ye Zeqing said: "I think maybe it's just that Fujiang is too lazy to remember and perfunctory us, after all, her character is the type of arrogant witch..."
"It's also possible that there are other people behind her," Hull interrupted suddenly, "I know that there is a method for refining souls written in a collection in the Holy See, one of which is to forcibly clear the memories of ghosts and carry out Hypnotize them for their own use.”
Taotie: "Maybe... the mastermind behind the creation of weird stories? That 'it' created these six weird stories by himself, so our task is to end everything before the big boss 'it' comes?"
"But how do we end this? The ghosts can't be murdered again. Apart from surviving seven days, do we need to find out who is behind the scenes?"
"We still need more clues." Reiko said.
"We'll go to the hotel to collect clues later, don't force yourself, come back when you are in danger," Hull said, "The security guard who died in the elevator in the early morning... There must be clues, he may have offended some strange talk. Taboos are killed."
"I'm going to ask the other guests if there is any progress in the investigation of this matter."
"Leave the hotel to me, I'm good at dealing with it."
They briefly planned a few more sentences, and Xiao Li finally took Fujiang out of the cabinet, found a plastic bag to wrap her around, and put it in his pocket like he was carrying a bag of reserve grain.
The doll looked down at the piece of meat in the plastic bag again, it sat up unceremoniously, and stuffed its hair into the other's mouth again before Fujiang could speak.
Fu Jiang: "..."
She swore that if she had arms at this point, she would give each other a middle finger.
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Cavill Hotel Duty Room.
The hotel manager was sitting in front of the monitoring station, lit a cigarette with a sad face.
When the dead security guard Lao Luo entered the elevator, the monitoring station was paused. The black and white surveillance video, coupled with the small screen, looked like an old-fashioned horror movie at first glance.
But the hotel manager had no time to feel scared. He sat on the chair, spit out a circle of eyes, looked at the incandescent lamp above his head, and worried about how to explain this to the boss.
He had already made a copy of the video and other evidence and handed it to the police. Before the exact murderer was found, the guests in the entire hotel were panicking, and the check-out rate surged, which made the manager feel extremely heavy and almost bald.
Besides... and the surveillance video is really weird, even the official staff feel powerless and don't know where to start.
The manager took another sip of the cigarette in his hand. He took a napkin, flicked the ash on it, and pressed the button to play the surveillance video again.
In the surveillance screen, the security guard walked into the elevator, then took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Xiaoqian at the front desk who asked for leave.
It was normal at first, but soon, the security guard seemed to see something from his mobile phone, and he kept turning his head back, as if there was an invisible "person" behind him.
The security guard in the elevator became more and more nervous. He raised his mobile phone as if he was looking at something through the mobile phone. The manager looked at it several times before a guess emerged in his mind. Something invisible to the naked eye.
Later, a figure appeared behind him, reaching out to the security guard who fell to the ground...
Monitoring is suspended.
The phone that the manager put aside came on, he glanced at it, and it was a question from the boss: [What's going on?]
What could this sudden figure be
Either the surveillance has been swapped, or... it's haunted.
Are there really ghosts in this world
The manager pressed the cigarette to extinguish, and he pressed the button to play the monitor again, ready to watch it again in disbelief.
The monitoring plays again—
From the security guard entering, to his strange movements, to the appearance of the figure...
However, this time, it seems to be a little different from before.
The manager pulled back the surveillance video a little bit. He propped himself up and watched the surveillance footage carefully.
Finally, under another replay, he found something different: the figure that appeared last raised his head in the direction of the surveillance.
In the previous surveillance, this figure just kept facing the dead security guard.
This motherfucker... is it really a ghost
The hotel manager couldn't believe it. He licked his lips nervously, feeling that the air conditioner in this room was a little low.
In order to hide his unease, he flipped through the things on the table and found a book, which was the one that the security guard had not finished reading.
The manager flipped through it roughly, then threw the book back. He repositioned his gaze on the surveillance screen, or stretched out his hand to quickly rewind the tape and replay the surveillance video again.
This time, in the eyes of the manager, after the figure killed the security guard, it seemed to be able to sense the manager's gaze through surveillance and time, and it raised its head strangely.
The figure's movement was even bigger than the previous one, and it was almost looking directly at the surveillance camera.
The manager can easily see the face of the figure, its face is covered with bloodstains cut with sharp tools, it is terrible to see, the nose has been cut off, half of the eyes are down with blood and tears, and he is looking at him with resentment. lens.
"I rely on!"
The manager was so frightened that he fell out of the chair and landed on his buttocks. He immediately jumped up in pain and shouted while covering the wound.
He rolled and crawled away from the screen, not daring to look anymore, and just wanted to leave the monitoring room.
At this time, there were a few crisp knocks from the door of the monitoring room: "Hello, is there anyone here?"
The person who spoke was Taotie. He had gotten to know the waiters of the hotel quite well in the past few days, and he had given them a lot of money. It was the waiter who told him that the manager was watching the monitoring in the monitoring room, and also revealed to his manager's preferences.
Taotie held a large stick of cigarettes in his hand, which he intended to give to the manager, but when he knocked on the door, he accidentally bumped into the manager who was fleeing. The manager took a breath and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm Lao Luo's friend." As a senior reincarnator, Taotie quickly saw the panic on the manager's face. He put down the cigarette on the table and asked the manager, "What's the matter?"
When the manager was asked this, he immediately remembered that he didn't care who Taotie was, he pointed back at the monitoring screen and said, "Over there, there is a haunted—"
But the grimace on the original surveillance video had disappeared.
The only thing on the screen is the elevator, and the security guard who collapsed in the elevator.
The manager said strangely: "Difficult, is it an illusion?"
Humans who have not experienced supernatural events may think it is an illusion, but reincarnations do not think so.
Taotie turned around and wanted to leave the duty room for the first time, but when he turned around, he saw a shadow on the stainless steel door handle at the door.
It was a figure in red, with his head lowered, standing behind him.
Taotie quickly popped out a small sword from his hand, it was a mahogany sword, a life-saving tool that belonged to him - but when he dared to look behind him, there was no one behind him, only the manager looked at him. looked at him suspiciously.
Taotie asked, "You didn't see it?"
"What did you see?" the manager said. "I only saw you draw a strange little sword. Are you a Taoist priest who listened to the news to promote this thing?"
The manager was standing right behind him, and if the manager didn't even see it, then maybe this new red-clothed ghost couldn't be detected with the naked eye, just like The Crying Woman started!
His peach wood sword had to hit the opponent to be effective, so Taotie took out his mobile phone without hesitation, turned on the camera function and put it in front of him, and began to scan the entire duty room.
"Who the hell are you? What are you doing here?" The manager was distracted by the gluttonous movements.
Taotie said sternly: "What did you just see here, if you still want to live, tell me all about it!"
The manager remembered the previous scene and his calf was still weak. He was not stubborn on this point, and immediately told the other party what had just happened.
This means that the ghost... Maybe it's Wei Tan Wu, has come to the door.
Taotie is watching everything with the camera at all times. While he is paying attention, he backs up to the door, wanting to go back to the ninth floor to find the other reincarnators. However, just as he was about to walk out of the gate of the duty room, the female ghost in a bright red dress appeared. in the world of his naked eyes.
The manager screamed: "You, behind you—ah! This, how does this follow—"
He had a very important, but unfinished sentence, but he couldn't say it again.
On the other side... The female ghost's hand was right on Taotie's wrist holding the peach wood sword, making him completely unable to move.
He can only stare, watching the other party approach him little by little, just like approaching a security guard...
The air conditioner in the duty room was still blowing, and it blew through the eyes of the two corpses, as well as through the pages of the book on the table, closing it completely.
…
Two more people died at the Cavill Hotel, a guest and a hotel manager.
This news spread through the entire hotel like a hurricane, and it also reached the ears of the reincarnators.
Ye Zeqing had already established a relationship with several guests. One of them was the well-informed guest, and he was the first to ask the manager to check out and find the duty room, thus discovering the bodies of the two.
Therefore, Ye Zeqing knew very early. He quickly found the other reincarnators and went to the duty room to check with them.
Ye Zeqing and the others met Xiao Li on the way, when he had just returned from lunch with Shen Mizhi.
Xiao Li was lazy and wanted to ask Ye Zeqing to bring a meal, but Shen Mizhi didn't know why his schedule was very regular.
When going upstairs, Shen Mizhi asked him, "How is the mission?"
Xiao Li: "It's okay."
There are still two strange stories, and you can collect all six summoned dragons.
Shen Mizhi: "Do you need my help?"
When he asked this sentence, the tone of voice was indifferent, as if it was a meaningless greeting, but there was a hint of anticipation in the depths of his eyes.
Xiao Li shook his head: "No need, you can go do your work first."
He instinctively thought that Shen Mizhi used special props to intervene in this world for a purpose, and there was no need to delay others.
Shen Mizhi was walking in front of Xiao Li at first, but now, out of some kind of thought, he slowed down and stood side by side with Xiao Li.
After a while, he said, "My matter has been resolved. If you don't mind, since we met, we can form a team together in the next world."
Xiao Li nodded: "Okay."
They didn't choose to take the elevator, Xiao Li ate a bit too much for lunch, Shen Mizhi suggested taking the stairs to digest food, and Xiao Li agreed.
Just walking from the first floor to the ninth floor is not a simple exercise. Xiao Li felt a little sore in his legs just walking to the fifth floor, so he had to hold the railing and walk up.
Just as he was approaching the sixth floor, Xiao Li did not step on firmly, and almost missed his foot, but fortunately, Shen Mizhi supported him in time.
"Are you alright?" The young man's scorching breath almost sprayed on Xiao Li's ears, his hand tightly grasped the opponent's arm, and the strength was as if Xiao Li was not stepping on an insignificant step, but a cliff.
Xiao Li shook his head.
Shen Mizhi's eyes changed, he clenched the opponent's arm again, and immediately let go as if afraid of hurting him.
Before Xiao Li could catch the meaning in the other's eyes, Shen Mizhi had already withdrawn his hand.
The youth said: "You still have to exercise more, go to the gym, it's good for you."
Xiao Li touched his arm, and there was still the opponent's hand strength on it. I have to say that Shen Mirage's strength is very strong, and he said indifferently: "I tried it, but I lay down in ten minutes and couldn't practice it. "
"When I have time, I can try to teach you." Shen Mizhi paused.
Xiao Li: "Okay."
Shen Mizhi sent him back to his room, but Xiao Li didn't go back directly. He first went to Ye Zeqing to take a look, and happened to bump into the rest of the reincarnations who were rushing to find him.
Ye Zeqing talked about the matter in a row, and finally saw Shen Mizhi behind Xiao Li, and sighed in his heart: Xiao Li is a very loyal friend, like a parent who protects his cub. It's very tight, and the thief is concerned about eating well, sleeping well, and no such problems as people's livelihood... In the world of reincarnation, what's important is not being able to survive smoothly? !
After Xiao Li listened, he turned around and said to Shen Mizhi, and went down with Ye Zeqing and others to have a look.
duty room.
The police have not come yet, and there are not many people at the door, so the reincarnators can still go in and check the scene.
Xiao Li squatted down and closed Taotie's eyes with his hands. He glanced at the scene roughly: "I can't see the cause of death... It shouldn't be the weird talk we encountered before, but the fifth weird talk."
Hull looked at the monitor on the desktop. He didn't open the video rashly, but moved the mouse frame by frame to the place he wanted to watch while in a paused state, and pieced together most of the plot through his brain: "Security It was staying in the elevator, he saw the ghost behind him from his mobile phone, repeated many times, and finally the ghost appeared in reality."
Lingzi dug out a few bags from the cabinet and covered Taotie's face: "Taotie died like this too, Wei Tan 5 is very aggressive."
This is the same scene as the crying woman, but the ghosts of this strange talk 5 have no obvious characteristics... Or, this method is actually a bit similar to Sadako, except that it does not climb out of the video tape, but can be Captured by the naked eye.
Just... Does this change from "can only be seen by the camera" to "can be seen by the naked eye", or from "existing in the camera" to "existing in reality"
Xiao Li pondered for a moment, then raised Fu Jiang from his pocket.
At this time, Fujiang is about to grow into a head that has been split in half. His eyes, nose, and mouth are all grown, and his brain has not yet grown. Therefore, although the pocket is wide, he can barely fit it.
It's just that I don't know if it was because of the fact that it was cooked in the state of the meat, but the face that Fujiang grew was not as beautiful and moving as everyone imagined, but the skin was as white as cooked chicken breasts.
… like a certain exotic food.
Perhaps seeing his newly grown face, Fu Jiang seemed a little dead.
Xiao Li looked around, but there was no place to bring Fujiang out. He simply asked Fujiang through the plastic bag: "Can you sense other ghosts? Your kind?"
If in the past, being so disrespected, Fujiang would have been troubled long ago, but at this moment, she had been bullied so much, but she turned her head, and her mouth that was very talkative on weekdays was tightly closed.
Xiao Li: "Or... you appeared directly in front of us. Have you ever been captured by camera equipment?"
Fujiang still didn't speak, just raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Li, his eyes resentful.
Xiao Li: "...What are you making a fuss about?"
Fujiang remained silent.
Xiao Li turned to look at Ye Zeqing—
Ye Zeqing tried to sense Fujiang's emotions, and after a minute, he said hesitantly: "She said... She has Moriarty PTSD and needs to rest, so she can't answer your question until her normal face is restored. ."
Xiao Li: "...??"
He wondered if he didn't do anything to Fujiang at all...? How come PTSD? !
The authors have something to say: *1: PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) is when an individual experiences, witnesses, or encounters one or more actual deaths involving themselves or others, or is threatened with death, or serious injury, or The delayed onset and persistence of mental disorders in individuals resulting from threats to bodily integrity.
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