The reincarnators in the hall quickly gathered around, including the two Caucasians who had always refused to communicate closely with other people.
Wei Ning's corpse was obviously corrupted to such an extent, and there was only flesh and blood on his face. There were no facial features at all. Anyone who saw this corpse would think it was smiling, just like the one on Peng Yue's face last night. Laughing, was fixed on the corpse.
It is a feeling that cannot be described in words.
Moreover, it walked all the way from the backyard to here before, but now it is bathed in the sight of everyone, but it is as motionless as a real corpse - but the real corpse should not be able to stand by the wall, it should fall on the ground.
In the past, Ye Zeqing had already talked about the process of discovering it, so the others did not ask about it, but looked at the place where it was located.
Xiao Tu was afraid and didn't dare to look. She stood at the door of the hall, holding the door with her hands.
The chilly wind blowing through the hallway to the hall, and turned around in the empty hall.
Jiang Linwen covered his mouth and nose, turned back and asked Donnie Yen, "Close the door at that time—"
"It's locked, I'm really locked!" Donnie Yen replied loudly, as if he wanted to use his volume to dispel the curse lingering in this hotel, "If you don't believe me, go and see!"
Jiang Linwen looked at him, because of his words, Donnie Yen's dark face flushed red, for fear that everyone thought he was not locked.
"Then how did it come out?" Mr. Hu shouted out of control, his voice echoing throughout the hotel, extremely sharp, "I can't take it anymore, what the hell is this place? Every night a person dies, the body will be resurrected, the hotel The boss disappeared mysteriously, and the meat started appearing on the table the next day, am I in some fucking horror movie?"
Xiao Li glanced at him in astonishment, Mr. Hu summed up this dungeon world quite well.
Lin Ruo and Peng Yue were close to President Hu, but after President Hu finished scolding, looking at Peng Yue, he couldn't help but remember what Xiao Li and others said before, he shivered uncontrollably and pushed away. Peng Yue.
The foul smell spread from the toilet, not only the smell of blood, but also the smell of decaying objects, exuding a foul smell.
Jiang Linwen was silent for a moment, and finally said: "... Tie it tightly again and go to the backyard to see."
It's just that this time Donnie Yen shivered, looking at the corpse's highly decomposed features, but he didn't dare to attack.
Just as Xiao Li was about to step forward, Shen Mizhi had already stepped out ahead of him. He looked around, took out a tablecloth from the hall, wrapped Wei Ning's body, put it on his shoulders, and walked towards the backyard.
After leaving the corridor, the air in the backyard was even more humid and cold, so Peng Yue, who was wearing a skirt, couldn't help rubbing her arms and hugging herself tightly.
The door to Wei Ning's room was wide open earlier, and the door was intact, unlike Luo Sui's side, where the lock was unscrewed and hung on the lock.
At the end of the bloody footprints is this room.
And obviously, Wei Ning's corpse couldn't open the keyhole from the door by himself - if Donnie Yen was right, then someone opened the door from the outside and let the corpse out.
Could the door be opened by the devil himself
Shen Mizhi threw Wei Ning's corpse in, tied it to the corner of the table in this empty room, covered the corpse's face with a dining cloth, got up and walked back to the door.
Jiang Linwen said, "Has any of you been here before?"
The rest of you look at me and I look at you, but no one answers.
Jiang Linwen didn't know what to do - he had a lot of speculations about the identity of the evil ghost, but he could not really be sure, so he took his own life to identify the evil ghost.
He looked at Xiao Li, who was fiddling with the door back and forth with his hands, making the bottom of the door scratch the ground again and again, making a slight rubbing sound.
"Hercule?" Jiang Linwen leaned over to see what the other party was looking at.
Behind the door over there, leaning against the corner, there is a not-so-obvious trace.
The room had not been cleaned for a long time, and there was a light layer of dust on the ground, but only that place, as if it had been parked by something, the dust scattered.
What would this shape be
The first thing that popped into Xiao Li's mind was a mop.
Then came Peng Yue, who was holding a mop last night. After mopping the floor late at night, she came to the door of this room and unlocked the door.
Is she a trick after being deceived by the power of evil spirits, or is she just using this anti-psychology to hide her own evil spirits
There is also Jiang Linwen's button, maybe it was deliberately framed by the evil spirit after picking up the button, or it may be the evil spirit's own carelessness...
After Peng Yue was pushed away by President Hu, she kept biting her lower lip and landed at the end. The shadow of the eaves drowned most of her face, it was dark and unclear, and the corners of her mouth twitched nervously.
Jiang Linwen poked Xiao Li, who was looking at Peng Yue from the corner of his eye.
Xiao Li: "Huh?"
Jiang Linwen simply handed over his dominance: "Hell, what do you think?"
Xiao Li took a deep breath, didn't say anything, and closed the door directly: "Go back to eat."
Jiang Linwen: "... ah? What about this corpse?"
Xiao Li: "Even if it's locked, can you guarantee that it won't come out again? This kind of thing, if it rains, the corpse will be resurrected, and it can't be stopped."
Jiang Linwen: "..."
Then you give up resistance
"But, but that has to be..." Jiang Linwen was not used to Xiao Li's style, he had a hard time accepting doing nothing like this. In his consistent thinking, even if he knew it was futile, he should do more resistance.
"You can find more locks and handcuff the door." Xiao Li squinted his eyes, his eyes were like the dark night sky, with a coolness, he took advantage of the situation and put his hand in his pocket, "If this makes you Feel better."
He turned and went to the restaurant.
The rest of Jiang Linwen, President Hu and others looked at his back. Jiang Linwen struggled for a while, then turned around and found a few locks in self-comfort. Just in case, he also made a trap on the top of the door, A simple branch and a bell, as long as the door is opened, the bell will fall to the ground, making a heavy sound, enough to alarm the reincarnators.
After doing all this, Jiang Linwen breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the hall.
At the next meal time, a new dish appeared in the apparently unmanned kitchen. It was a bowl of cold pork skin with conspicuous color. The meat was cut into thin slices and was flesh-colored.
Jiang Linwen felt a little nauseous. The first thing he thought of was Wei Ning's face that had been stripped of his facial features.
He immediately dumped the bowl of vegetables into the trash can, and ate several fruits before suppressing the nausea.
Zheng Yi was nibbling on the fruit. Seeing that the atmosphere in the hall was too heavy, he took the initiative to say: "The hotel owner said at the beginning that he would eat at a fixed time. If you have any opinions, you can ask the chef. In the end, let alone the chef, even the owner himself disappeared."
Jiang Linwen is also easy to get along with. He stuffed it into his mouth one by one like gnawing dates, and then echoed: "I would rather they don't see it. This task is to identify the identity of the evil ghost, and it is not like digging in other worlds. The truth, the boss and the chef are obviously a pit, and it's just right now that they're gone."
Ye Zeqing shook his head and said, "But from another angle, is the departure of the boss and the chef also afraid of the evil ghost, and the hotel is specially used by the evil ghost as its hunting ground?"
Zheng Yi recalled the people who were killed by evil spirits, and now he still finds it difficult to accept.
"If this continues, a few more people will die, and this hotel will be full of resurrected dead people." Because of what happened just now, Jiang Linwen said worriedly, "We must hurry up."
In the most extreme situation, there is only one living person left in this hotel, a bunch of dead people, and a demon.
When Jiang Linwen said this, Zheng Yizheng spit out the core of the fruit. He listened to Jiang Linwen's words, his eyes lit up, he immediately grabbed Xiao Li's hand, and shouted like a blessing: "Dead man, I know... I understood!"
Xiao Li: "What?"
Zheng Yi lowered his voice, and there was uncontrollable excitement in his voice: "Dead, does that mean dead? The most easy thing to ignore is the dead! If the evil ghost is the first to pretend to be a dead person, then This is the most difficult to point out!"
The more he talked, the more he felt that his conjecture was correct: "Including the evil spirits wanting to take Wei Ning's face, maybe it is because his face is surprised, surprised at the resurrection of the dead, so his face cannot be left. , the devil is the first Luo Sui to die! It all makes sense, Hercule, do you think I am right?"
Zheng Yi is very excited now. He feels that he has been radiated by Sherlock's IQ around Sherlock, and he has become witty. He can't wait to identify the identity of the evil ghost on the spot.
While begging for compliments, he did not forget to glance at Ye Zeqing with smug eyes—meaning: You have been by Sherlock's side for so long, why haven't you been influenced by him
Xiao Li dipped his finger in some tea and wrote a line on the table: It is possible.
I kill myself, this kind of thing is like a ghost, but more clues are needed.
"Don't point it out," Xiao Li said. "Look again."
Zheng Yi's originally surging blood was poured down by a fistful of cold water. He trusted Xiao Li very much. Although he stubbornly believed that he was right, he still retracted the idea of identifying immediately - he thought optimistically, as long as he was not denied on the spot , then it is likely to be correct.
After all, his reasoning is well-founded and convincing.
The rain watered the corners and corners of the hotel, seeping into all the crevices, forming an invisible cobweb that enveloped everyone.
In the afternoon, towards evening, the sky was dark, and Abel and Abe slipped out again.
The two had been in the room since the afternoon, and now they held up their umbrellas with serious faces and walked out of the hotel from the backyard.
Xiao Li had deliberately observed their movements. He leaned against the window and peeped at them from a distance through the rain curtain. Now that they were walking further and further away, he explained a few words to Ye Zeqing and propped them up. Purple Umbrella followed them far into the forest.