The waitress walked in front, her movements a little stiff.
The two passed through the lobby of the hotel, as if they were two particularly difficult guests. The doorman and the front desk were all smiling, ignoring the two people passing by.
Shen Dongqing looked over, there was a young and beautiful Internet celebrity woman standing in the lobby at the entrance, she leaned on the rich and potbellied businessman intimately. The internet celebrity girl commanded the doorman in a commanding manner. Unlike the players, the doorman nodded and bowed to her with great respect.
He only glanced at it hastily, and was blocked by a group of people.
The waitress stopped, stretched out her hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Please come with me."
Shen Dongqing withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward.
The road that the waitress took seemed to gradually deviate from the crowd and went to the depths of the hotel. At first, there were waiters passing by to say hello, but when they got inside, it was already empty.
You can see an exquisite bronze plaque hanging on the wall, with the words "No Running and Playing" written in ornate fonts.
The waitress put her hand on a doorknob: "This is it."
click-
The waitress turned the door handle, the heavy door slowly opened, she turned her head and looked at Shen Dongqing, a pale face showed an emotionless smile.
"Please come in."
will come in
Ordinary people find that they have strayed into the trap, and they will run away, right? This would violate the rules of the hotel, and then…
Thinking of all kinds of bloody images, the corners of the waitress's mouth slowly rose, almost grinning to the corners of her mouth.
But Shen Dongqing is not an ordinary person.
He rubbed his nose and walked straight in.
There was no cold medicine or Zhou Wenyan in it.
Shen Dongqing was not surprised, and asked the waitress, "What's the matter with you bringing me here? I already have a boyfriend, so it's not easy to be in the same room with a girl."
After being stunned for a moment, the waitress didn't care what Shen Dongqing said, she walked into the room and closed the door.
At the moment when the door was sewed tightly, a cold air came out from the depths of the room, and the walls were covered with a thin layer of ice, making people chill.
The waitress smiled stiffly and asked, "Do you want soup?"
Just like Lisa in the snowy mountains.
Shen Dongqing said simply and neatly: "Thank you, don't drink."
This soup smells so strange, as if it had been in swill for three days, and anyone who drank it would die.
The waitress let out a hoarse laugh: "That's such a pity."
As she spoke, her originally plump cheeks sank quickly, turning into a thin corpse, "Stay with me here..."
Shen Dongqing interrupted her: "Who wants to be with you?" He glanced in disgust, "You look so ugly."
Don't you have a B number in your heart
The waitress, no, Lisa didn't seem to have heard this personal attack, she stared at Shen Dongqing and muttered, "You should drink my soup, drink it, drink it."
She was almost a demonic barrier, and she didn't know when a bowl of soup came out of her hand, and she moved towards Shen Dongqing step by step, wanting to pour the soup directly into his mouth.
It's just that the idea is good, but the realization is difficult.
Shen Dongqing directly grabbed Lisa's wrist, grabbed the soup bowl, and poured it into her mouth instead.
Lisa: "Ummm..."
Under the suppression of complete strength, Lisa was forced to drink a whole bowl of soup.
She didn't know what this bowl of soup was made of. After drinking it, she shivered all over, as if she was suffering from epilepsy, lying on the ground and rolling over and over again.
Shen Dongqing put down the soup bowl and taught: "This soup is broken, you still have to ask others to drink it, why don't you try it yourself first. Even a ghost must know what it is not to force others..."
After earnestly educating him, he walked over and opened the door to leave.
But the door was locked and could not be opened.
Shen Dongqing looked down and saw that the originally heavy wooden door had become an iron door with a latch. When he looked back, the furnishings in the room had disappeared, and it had turned into a freezer, and cold mist kept coming out.
Lisa was lying on the ground, no longer dressed as a waitress, but in a down jacket, with dull eyes, as if saying "you can't escape".
In the blink of an eye, there was another group of people in the center of the refrigerator. They sat on the ground around a small pot and stared at Shen Dongqing in unison.
Their faces are somewhat familiar, it is the four players who crashed together before.
"Come here for soup."
"Come here, aren't you cold?"
They kept urging.
Shen Dongqing sneezed.
He only wore a light jacket, and he had a cold, so he was really cold. Hearing their question, he nodded seriously: "It's really cold."
They showed a kind smile and greeted: "It won't be cold after drinking the soup."
Shen Dongqing walked over.
The closer he got, the weirder the smiles on the faces of this group of people. They still looked kind, but their eyes were dead.
"come."
"Come and have soup."
Shen Dongqing stopped in front of the bonfire. Under the expectant gaze of this group of people, he pushed the closest person to the ground and said, "It's quite cold, lend me some clothes." He took off his down jacket and put it on him.
It was a little warmer this time, but it wasn't enough. Shen Dongqing zipped up and looked at the rest of the people.
The rest of the people suddenly felt startled and fled around subconsciously.
Halfway through the run, someone responded.
No, they are clearly ghosts, why should they be afraid
Come back with him and take this man down...
He turned around, just in time to see Shen Dongqing approaching aggressively, he immediately forgot about counterattacks and hurriedly slipped away.
It's just that there is such a small place in the freezer, and there is no way to escape. In the end, Shen Dongqing caught them one by one. He stepped on two under his feet and carried two in his hands. He was a little troubled and didn't know how to arrange these people.
He looked left and right, his eyes lit up.
This refrigerator is for storing food, and there are hooks for hanging meat on the walls. Shen Dongqing directly stripped the four people off their down jackets and hung them on the hooks, just like hanging bacon.
He also kindly left a piece of clothing for them. He carried several down jackets from his head to his feet, and sat comfortably by the bonfire to bake the fire, and he was not frozen at all.
Instead, a few ghosts were hung on the wall, shivering from the cold.
It changed from bacon to frozen meat in no time.
Zhou Wenyan came back with cold medicine over there. He didn't see Shen Dongqing in the restaurant, so he understood that it was wrong and went out to find someone.
It's just that the waiter's attitude is indifferent, no matter what you ask, he will answer "I don't know" or "I don't know".
Zhou Wenyan asked if it was still the same, his face suddenly sank, he directly grabbed a waiter's neck and pressed it against the wall.
"I'll ask again." His voice seemed to come out of his teeth, "Do you know?"
Although he knew that Shen Dongqing would not be in danger, he was still subconsciously worried.
The waiter may have never met a player who dared to do it directly. He was frightened and stupid. After being stupid, he caught a glimpse of the black mist wrapped around Zhou Wenyan's palm, and his whole body was jolted. He quickly changed his posture and smiled very flatteringly: "In There, I'll take you to-"
Zhou Wenyan let go of his hand.
The waiter's legs softened and he almost fell to the ground. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and trotted all the way in.
horrible.
It was as if he was about to be eaten alive just now.
The waiter gave Zhou Wenyan a bad label.
"Here, here." The waiter took the person to the depths of the hotel, where there was a freezer.
As an employee of the hotel, the waiter knew the movements of each occupant, and knew that the guest was coaxed into the freezer, and the time was not short, and it must have been frozen into a popsicle.
He thought so, and took a step back silently, so as not to be affected.
Zhou Wenyan looked at a door that was directly against the ceiling and tried to push it.
The door is locked.
He grabbed the big lock hanging on the door, the black mist wrapped around his hand, and he broke the lock abruptly, and then opened the door.
The waiter patted his neck in fear, and cautiously stuck his head out.
I saw that the guest who should be frozen into a popsicle was sitting by the fire, wearing several down jackets, and holding a skewer of barbecued meat in his hand.
Shen Dongqing heard the movement, turned around and saw Zhou Wenyan, and waved happily: "Why are you here? Come and eat barbecue together."
This refrigerator is for storing food. There are many ready-made semi-finished products. After waiting for a long time, Shen Dongqing took some skewers and grilled them. Now it is almost done, and the fat has turned into oil and dripped down.
Zhou Wenyan walked over, sat beside Shen Dongqing, and tucked his clothes: "Why did you come here?"
Shen Dongqing said, "Someone lied to me."
Zhou Wenyan tapped his fingers: "Where's the person?"
Shen Dongqing looked back and saw that the bacon and Lisa had disappeared, only the bonfire was still burning.
"No." Shen Dongqing said indifferently, "Actually, they are pretty good people. They dressed me and burned me and asked me if I wanted to drink soup, but the soup is a bit strange and I don't want to drink it."
He came to a conclusion: "They are all good people."
The waiter standing outside heard it clearly, and then watched as the good man he said was frozen like a popsicle, crawling from the ceiling stiffly, and looked like he was running away.
Thanks for your hard work…
This was the waiter's first thought, and then he thought, don't offend these two bosses.
Shen Dongqing's mutton skewers were grilled, and he stuffed more than half of them to Zhou Wenyan. The mutton tasted pretty good, fat but not greasy, with a slight smell of mutton, and it was delicious.
The two went out after they ate all the mutton skewers.
Shen Dongqing was carrying a large stack of down jackets. She was still thinking about how to return the clothes. When she saw the waiter at the door, she quickly handed them over.
He also said very politely: "It should be the guests here. They lent me my clothes when they saw that I was too cold. Please help me pay it back, thank you."
The waiter took the clothes with a stiff face: "Okay, okay."
He recalled the group of people who fled in a hurry just now, and it didn't look like they voluntarily "lent" clothes.
However, the waiter glanced at the two bosses and quickly buried the doubts in his heart.
It doesn't matter if he borrowed it or not, as long as the boss says anything.
Zhou Wenyan asked, "Do you know who these clothes belong to?"
The waiter answered honestly: "It's a new batch of guests who are staying today."
Zhou Wenyan: "Where do they live?"
The waiter was a little embarrassed: "This..." This is customer privacy.
Just as he was about to say this, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and even forgot the professional code of not revealing the privacy of guests, and quickly changed his words: "They live on the 14th floor."
Zhou Wenyan understood.
The guests who stayed today should all be players who died in the "mini game". According to the game, they should not be reconciled to someone escaping from death, so they chased them into the hotel, and wanted to drag those who left alive into hell.
But... the players who can die in the "guessing game" in the middle are not very intelligent. Is the game so sure that they can harm people
Could it be that this hotel is a garbage collection office, and these idiots are all recyclable garbage
Zhou Wenyan thought casually.
Shen Dongqing pulled his arm: "Let's go shopping."
Eat a little full, go to digest and then eat.
Zhou Wenyan reminded: "Go and take medicine first."
Shen Dongqing: "Is it bitter?"
Zhou Wenyan carefully studied the instructions for the cold medicine: "It's bitter."
Shen Dongqing's face wrinkled: "Can you not eat it?"
Zhou Wenyan felt a little funny.
Little Dongqing, who is not afraid of anything, is actually afraid of hardship, really... so cute.
But after he finished laughing, he said ruthlessly, "No."
This resort has been established for a long time, and every detail is full of traces of time.
The two left the remote freezer and came to the lobby of the hotel.
Zhou Wenyan asked the lady at the front desk for a glass of warm water, and asked Shen Dongqing to swallow the medicine with water.
Shen Dongqing dawdled, not wanting to take this medicine at all.
It's just that there is no way, Zhou Wenyan has been staring at him, and there is no way to fool the past.
Zhou Wenyan coaxed: "Eat it and you'll be fine."
Shen Dongqing looked at the pill in his palm with bitterness and hatred, but didn't take a sip for a long time.
Just when Shen Dongqing was at a stalemate with the cold medicine, a group of guests came in again at the door of the hotel, attracting his attention.
This group of guests is a little strange. In this weather, they are still wearing thick clothes, covering all the skin on their bodies, and even wearing gloves on their hands, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes.
Under the guidance of the doorman, the guests passed the sofa where Shen Dongqing was sitting.
Even if Shen Dongqing caught a cold, they could still smell the smell of burning grease on their bodies.
Shen Dongqing: "I didn't burn straw."
The doorman had burned straw on the doorstep when they came in, but not when the group of guests came in.
Zhou Wenyan: "Don't change the subject, take medicine first."
Shen Dongqing rubbed his nose, and finally made up his mind to swallow the medicine in one gulp. Before he could feel the bitter taste, he was stuffed with another hard candy.
It's watermelon flavored.
The sweet taste suddenly filled the mouth, covering up the bitter taste of the medicine.
Shen Dongqing's eyes lit up: "It's not bitter."
Zhou Wenyan touched his head: "Then take the medicine obediently."
Shen Dongqing fainted again.
The two walked around in the hotel.
This resort hotel has been established for a long time, and every detail has traces of the years, but it is a little tired to look at it for a long time. After the shopping is almost done, the two finally decided to have lunch on the terrace on the second floor of the hotel.
Shen Dongqing opened the thick menu and ordered the dishes on it: "This, this is both."
Ordered everything I wanted to eat.
After ordering the dishes, Shen Dongqing lay on the edge of the terrace and looked down.
It's a little strange that, except for the group of guests just now, there are no more guests.
After waiting too long, the waiter brought the soup before the meal.
"Cream mushroom soup..." The waiter brought the soup with a smile, only to see the two sitting there, and the smile froze immediately.
Why are these two people again!
Shen Dongqing turned around and said, "It's you."
It was the staff member who helped him return his clothes just now.
Waiter: "Yes, it's me." He put down the soup, smeared oil on the soles of his feet and wanted to run, but as soon as he took a step, he heard a "wait" coming from behind him, and he could only stop and turn his head.
"Is something wrong?"
Zhou Wenyan said kindly, "I have something to ask you."
The waiter was not deceived by this appearance, and asked tremblingly, "What's the matter?"
Zhou Wenyan: "Straw."
Waiter: "Huh?"
Zhou Wenyan: "Why burn straw?"
There was a dazed look in the waiter's eyes, and then he said, "This is custom."
Shen Dongqing took a sip of the soup and said, "Then why don't the new guests use it?"
The waiter hesitated for a while, but still replied: "...because they are different from you."
Zhou Wenyan didn't ask why it was different.
Because the guests who came today are all dead, and they are players, and even more alive.
Zhou Wenyan asked two more questions, such as what regulations need to be observed in the hotel.
In a situation where his life was threatened, the waiter told everything he knew, but he was just a small employee who didn't know much and could only reveal sporadic information.
While asking, other players passed by the door of the terrace and saw the waiter standing by the side respectfully, saying whatever they asked.
The other players were sour on the spot.
It's not that they didn't ask the staff inside the hotel.
It's just that these staff members are too indifferent. They don't know what to do when they ask three questions, and they can't let out a single fart. Because they are worried about triggering a plot, they don't dare to threaten the NPC.
It's okay if everyone else is the same as them, but why is it different in front of these two people
NPCs are like obedient little sheep, they can do whatever they want.
Really more popular than dead people.
If the waiter knew what they were saying, he would definitely say it.
Hehe, if you have seen the operation of the boss, you will definitely be better than him, after all, you have to live.
The other players exchanged glances.
Since someone can get the NPC, it is better to go to the clues for nothing.
As soon as he said it, the tutu skirt walked over and squeezed a sweet smile: "Brother, what are you talking about?"
After such an interruption, the waiter quickly slipped away when he saw the opportunity.
Zhou Wenyan directly ignored the tutu skirt, while Shen Dongqing was seriously cutting the steak, the world is not as important as what he eats.
The smile of the tutu skirt couldn't be hung up, but she didn't give up so easily.
Shen Dongqing reacted and pointed to himself: "Me?"
Tutu skirt: "Yeah, what were you talking about just now?"
Shen Dongqing thought for a while, then corrected: "The seniority is wrong."
The tutu was stunned for a moment: "Generation? What generation?"
Shen Dongqing said as a matter of course: "I'm a thousand years older than you, I shouldn't call my brother, it's more correct to call my ancestor."
After all, it is more than a thousand years older, and it is ten centuries.
tutu skirt: ? What happened to the ancestors