The two security guards, Fat and Thin, left contentedly with four gold coins, and dragged the deceased away.
Cen Jin asked, "Where are you going to take the body?"
Fat security guard: "Put it in the security room on the ground floor of the hotel, and when it's dawn, the body will disappear automatically."
Cen Jin: "Has the previous body been sent to the police station for autopsy?"
Fat security guard: "I know what you want to ask, it is true, it will disappear after dawn. For the sake of the generosity of the two ladies, I will give you a small free gift. After the priest's exorcism was invalid, he found a public statement. The witches who were cursed in the hotel stopped when they appeared about eight or nine meters away from the door.
The witch was reluctant to come in. She said that the rabbit head and the witch have a close relationship and did not want to hurt the rabbit head. What's more, she couldn't break the curse, she said that it was a curse from God. "
Cen Jin: "God also curses?"
Fat security guard: "So the Vatican was furious, and from now on, it has drawn a line with witches."
Cen Jin blinked: "Thank you for the gift."
Fat security guard: "If there is such business in the future, please continue to find us."
Cen Jin sent them away, paced up to Ding Baiqing, and pretended to ask casually, "Is the gold coin your funeral?"
Ding Baiqing: "No."
Cen Jin: "Where did it come from?"
Ding Yiqing: "I picked it up from someone else's tomb."
Cen Jin: "I hope you know that tomb robbing is illegal."
"No tomb robbing." Ding Paiqing smiled and said, "I smashed other people's graves, pried open the lid of his coffin, smashed the bones, and picked up a pile of gold coins that no one wanted. Speaking of which, it was still a pile of cursed gold coins. , what exactly is the curse, I just want to know."
Cen Jin twitched the corners of his mouth: "Isn't it bad to keep the cursed gold coins? It's a deliberate murder to spread it to ordinary people. You know the law and break the law."
Ding Yiqing glanced at Cen Jin: "That's the law against human beings."
Cen Jin ran to the door: "You are now a human teacher, so you have to obey the laws of human society." As soon as he opened the door, he wanted to speak, but the corridor was empty.
Is it going so fast
He quickly ran to the elevator. The three elevators stopped at the 24th floor, -1st floor, and 1st floor respectively. He glanced at the locked security door next to him, and this was the 21st floor, so it was obviously impossible to take the stairs.
Cen Jin held down the elevator and was about to catch up with the fat and thin security guards to get the cursed gold coins back. He was a little anxious and irritable, and complained about why Ding Baiqing was suddenly so unreliable. Although he knew that he was a god and didn't care about human life, he just gave the cursed gold coins to ordinary people. Still annoying.
... The elevator arrived, Cen Jin stepped into the elevator with one foot, suddenly stopped, and found something wrong.
He and Ding Yiqing chased after him in less than a minute. The long corridor is at least 100 meters long. If you jog or run fast, you can definitely reach the elevator within a minute, but why did the two fat and thin security guards run
Suppose it took them less than half a minute to run to the elevator entrance, and they still had to wait for the elevator to arrive.
The speed of the elevator is generally 1.5-1.75 meters per second. It took at least 50 seconds for two security guards to take the body to the first floor of the hotel. Besides, they may not encounter the elevator that just stopped on the 21st floor when they came out.
As a result, there is definitely not enough time, and the security guards are ridiculously fast.
Between the light and flint, Cen Jin immediately retracted his feet, but saw the elevator suddenly fall, making violent sparks and harsh sounds. If he didn't retract his feet in time, it is estimated that half of his body would be scraped off by the elevator car.
Cen Jin wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and finally realized something was wrong.
His thinking is slowing down, his body's ability to respond is slow, and even his emotions are becoming irritable and irritable. In exchange, he usually doesn't question Ding Baiqing so calmly and inexplicably take out his anger at him.
The identity of the two security guards is not right.
Cen Jin turned around and saw Ding Baiqing standing at the door of the room at the end of the corridor. His expression was indifferent, as if he knew everything, Huang Mao couldn't help but feel a headache and couldn't help but wonder if Ding Baiqing was playing with him.
He really didn't want to be vigilant against Ding Yiqing all the time, he felt tired and irritable. During the time period when he was most wary of Ding Yiqing, there were also times when he was easy to get along with. Ever since the story was resolved to Di Shitian, Huang Mao always unconsciously Beware of Ding Baiqing.
"is it necessary?"
When passing by Ding Baiqing, Cen Jin heard his flirtatious question.
"?"
Ding Yiqing lowered his eyes and looked at Cen Jin: "I said it was necessary to guard against me like this?"
Cen Jin smiled awkwardly, without denying or feeling sorry.
Ding Yiqing: "I will try my best to keep you alive until I get the result I want." He stretched out his hand, stroked Cen Jin's neck with his fingers, and said softly, "This is my greatest sincerity, Cen Jin, alive. You are the biggest reward for me doing this deal with you."
Cen Jin was silent for a moment: "Sorry, I'm too sensitive."
Ding Yiqing: "You don't need to apologize, you can use me and squeeze me to the fullest. You don't have to feel guilty or burdened, you just need to respond with a little sincerity."
Cen Jin: "What do you want me to do?"
"Trust." Ding Yiqing came over, looked into Cen Jin's eyes, and said with a sigh, "Trust me, Cen Jin, just give me a little trust."
Cen Jin blinked, tilted his head slightly and looked back at Ding Baiqing, thinking that he seems to have accused him of his disbelief more than once since a long time ago. Is this important to Ding Baiqing
"I don't like being a marionette."
Ding Baiqing was silent.
Cen Jin asked him, "Are you still writing your script?"
"I can't write it." Ding Baiqing: "As I said, I'm not thinking about everything. The success of those so-called script rehearsal is based on my ability to understand the opponent, and I'm not familiar with the European battlefield. The opponent here is very strong, Even I was troubled."
Is it comparable to Ding Yiqing
That's really great.
Cen Jin: "What kind of opponent is that? How powerful?"
Ding Yiqing: "Let's put it this way, he was the one who found my weakness and restrained me at the beginning... He was a joyful criminal, a war madman, very inspiring, and had an extremely bad personality.
Listening to Ding Baiqing's adjective, Huangmao felt strange. After thinking about it carefully, isn't this Ding Baiqing himself
Although Ding Yiqing is not called a war madman, there is nothing wrong with his bad personality. Is there a difference between Leziren and Joyous? Putting it on Huang Mao, he felt no difference anyway.
"Are you going to dig this guy's grave?"
Ding Yiqing corrected: "I went to attend this late funeral, because the deceased person is too bad, out of worry and the pursuit of the truth, so I simply checked the situation in the coffin."
After this modification, does he think that he will forget the deeds of digging ancestral graves and throwing ashes and so on
"What were the two security guards just now?" Cen Jin changed the subject very quickly.
"It's something in the hotel." After a while, Ding Baiqing explained: "I can't tell you everything, it's boring to check it out."
"You said before that staying in a hotel was calculated, and you didn't notice the curse immediately, so it's not that you couldn't tell me the answer, but you didn't know either."
As long as Cen Jin is aware of the problem and his emotions are not affected, he can return to his previous IQ.
"Ding Baiqing, are you restricted?"
Ding Baiqing stepped back and leaned against the door frame, his fingers still touching Cen Jin's neck, and the pulp of his fingers resting on his chin: "I'm not familiar with curses."
Huang Mao hummed twice, he didn't quite believe it, his mind kept thinking, according to the characteristics of the opponent described by Ding Yiqing, he should be a god of pleasure with a high IQ, occupying the European battlefield for thousands of years in advance, he must think that one day Ding Yiqing will be released from the seal If you come out to seek revenge, you must have set up preventive measures in the European battlefield.
It must be because of this that Ding Yiqing is limited.
He put this speculation aside for a moment and returned to the weird events in the hotel itself.
The identities of the two security guards are suspicious, and the information may not be all correct. Maybe some false information is mixed in, or some important information is missing. In short, let's make a preliminary summary.
First of all, there are evil spirits in the hotel, and they have something to do with the eerie rabbit portrait, perhaps a relationship between a tiger and a ghost.
Secondly, the weird rabbit portrait is accompanied by a special curse. There is no murder rule, and there is no fixed murder tendency. There should be information available about the rabbit-headed man story in the mouth of the security guard, but it can't be found yet.
In the Old Testament, the rabbit represented unclean lust.
Those who commit prostitution and desire will die at the stake, but the deceased will die by beheading.
When two people commit adultery at the same time, only one dies.
Although Lei Anna and Tongue Nail Man can see that their private lives are usually messy, at least they were alone in the room at the time, so why were they targeted
Then comes the curse, there should be two curses.
Ding Baiqing, the witch and the two security guards all said 'the hotel curse', in addition to the strange portraits. When the security guards provided information, they subconsciously distinguished the 'hotel curse' from the 'weird portraits', which means that there is more than one strange murder. Weird portrait.
***
With a ding, the elevator door opened, and the red-haired man quickly rushed to the hotel revolving door with Lei Anna on his back, ran four or five meters away and suddenly stopped, staring at the familiar hotel lobby in astonishment.
The black man with dreadlocks stood in front of him, his black and white eyes fixed on him, and told him, "You went around the revolving door and came back."
The red-haired man couldn't believe how he could make such a low-level mistake. He didn't have time to think about it. He continued to rush towards the revolving door with Lei Anna behind his back, rushing back to the hotel lobby four times in a row, and finally couldn't help uttering violent curses.
The black man with dreadlocks pressed the redhead's shoulders and said, "Maybe that painting is preventing us from leaving."
Red-haired man: "Do you really believe in the existence of hotel ghosts?"
Black man with dreadlocks: "Admittedly, it's time for witches to get paid."
The red-haired man seemed to think of something, his face was angry, and his eyes were gloomy: "The two of us were not targeted, you try to go out and see if you will be stopped."
The black man with dreadlocks hesitated for a while, then took out the black rag doll he was carrying and walked towards the revolving door. The red-haired man watched the whole process, from the time the dreaded man entered the revolving door and followed him until he walked back, his face became quite ugly.
"Why can't I get out?" The red-haired man looked fierce, looked around, grabbed a chair and walked towards the revolving door, but was quickly stopped by the man with dreadlocks.
"All of us can't get out. Trying to resist is likely to suffer unbearable consequences." The black man with dreadlocks spread his palms, and the black rag doll was cut off by the middle. "This is a voodoo doll, which can help us in the next catastrophe. I tried to rush out just now and seemed to anger the things in the hotel. If the voodoo doll didn't help me prevent the catastrophe, I might have been seriously injured or died."
The red-haired man was puzzled: "Why didn't I get a warning when I ran into the evil spirit behind my back, but you were?"
Black man with dreadlocks: "Maybe because Reanna was tagged."
What's the meaning? The red-haired man couldn't figure it out, and just wanted to continue to ask, but saw a woman next to him hurriedly walking towards the revolving door. For some reason, he felt uneasy in his heart, so he subconsciously opened his mouth to stop the woman.
The woman left in a hurry, kept her head down, and passed through the revolving door smoothly.
The red-haired man was shocked: "How could she leave?"
But the sour squeak sounded imperceptibly, the central air conditioner in the hall was blowing cold wind, the dozing front desk couldn't help wrapping up his clothes, and the air conditioner on the door frame of the revolving door was dripping water, the light could be A small pool of water stains soon gathered on the ground.
The woman took a step forward and suddenly cried out 'ah'. It turned out that her hair was caught between the fixed frame of the revolving door. She quickly retreated and pulled her hair carefully, and heard a creaking sound, and a curved glass behind her was crumbling. , fell down with a thud.
Not caring about her distress, the woman quickly tore off her hair and quickly returned to the hotel, avoiding the large piece of glass that fell, causing some people in the hall to exclaim.
Her face was not good-looking, she turned around and wanted to get angry with the lobby manager. At this time, the three-wing revolving door turned around and slowly stopped. The curved glass wall that suddenly broke was about a meter high, and the edge was as sharp as before. Sharpened guillotine.
At the same time, the woman took a big stride, her high-heeled shoes stepped into the air-conditioning puddle, slipped accidentally, lost her center of gravity and fell down, her neck was stuck on the curved glass, the corpse was separated, the screaming stopped abruptly, and a large number of bright red The blood flowed out, forming a large pool of puddles.
Black man with dreadlocks: "It looks like everyone can't leave the hotel tonight."
The red-haired man had weak legs and fell directly to the ground.
***
Red Special and Saul found the hotel management room. Behind them was a long corridor with symmetrical patterns on the floor, walls and ceiling. The lights were pale and the room door was closed. When they knocked on the hotel management room, they heard the inside. There was a sound of the chair being pulled, and the lights above the head suddenly flickered.
Hongzhuan turned his head sharply, the lights returned to normal, and the corridor was deadly quiet, but he seemed to hear countless overlapping breathing sounds, and he seemed to have an illusion in front of him. Every closed door was slightly floating, like a house. Breathing.
Thumb-sized door eyes flipped, like human eyeballs, staring at them in unison.
Cold sweat oozes out of Red Special's forehead. Facing Saul's suspicious gaze, he shook his head and said it was fine. He stomped his feet. Echo broke the dead silence of the corridor but did not dispel the fear. Instead, it gave him the illusion of an approaching evil spirit.
At this moment, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman dressed as a housekeeper looked at them: "I'm Selena, the hotel manager, who are you?"
Saul briefly described the intention in a few words, and Selena's eyes passed through the two to look at the corridor behind them, and suddenly her face changed and she said, "Come in."
Red Scholar's spine twitched in horror for a while, and immediately flashed into the room. Saul was a little confused, so he asked the reason. At this time, Red Scholar caught a glimpse of the light at the end of the promenade flickering, and then it turned on again after darkness, out of thin air. There were two figures standing side by side.
The body of an adult, dressed in a black suit, with a black rabbit head on his head, looked at them coldly with a blood-stained axe in his hand.
The Red Specialist was almost suffocated. The next second, he saw two bunny-headed people jumping up the corridor in a twisted posture and crawling towards this side. In the blink of an eye, they were in front of him. Before he could think about it, he grabbed Saul and pulled him in. Slam the door.
Bang!
Roar!
The knock on the door and the monster's roar sounded at the same time, shaking the three people in the room unable to move. Saul, who did not see the attack of the rabbit head man, was dazed and panicked: "What's going on? What? Red Specialist, what did you see?"
Selena's eyes widened and she panted in panic. After the rabbit-headed man outside the room left, she gradually regained her composure. The first thing she did was to ask, "The two of you, who was marked?"
The alarm bell rang in the mind of the Red Specialist: "There is a weird portrait of a rabbit head in my room, and then it was attacked by evil spirits in the room. What are these rabbit head people?"
Selena: "They are evil spirits wandering in the hotel, picking their prey to hunt down on the night of the full moon."
Full moon
The two looked out the window at the same time, and sure enough, they saw a full moon hanging high.
Cultures all over the world have a fascination with the full moon, and at the same time there is an invariable fear. In the east, ghosts and monsters come out to worship the moon, and in the west, there are werewolves and vampires. The root of their fear is nothing more than ordinary things. Alienated into something dangerous and deadly.
"You are marked, they will keep chasing you, and they will cut off your head until you can't run," Selena said.
Red Special said immediately: "I'm leaving the hotel!"
"If you leave, you will come back." Selena pulled out a large number of newspapers from under the table and pointed to them one by one: "These are all people who died in the past two years, some of them went abroad, some of them hid in The temple, the church, and finally all came back and died tragically in the room, without exception, no one survived."
The Red Specialist held the bone chain and muttered to himself, "I'm going to find a witch, and my grandma. We gypsies are good at curses, and we will definitely find a way to break them."
Selena shook her head and sighed, "If you don't believe me, then leave here." She suddenly remembered something and asked, "Have you committed lust?"
"No." Red School's eyes lit up, and he opened the newspaper to find the common ground: "More than half of the deceased came to the hotel to open a room. Did the deceased commit the crime of lust?"
"No." Selena ruthlessly broke his fantasy: "If you commit adultery, you will be punished by fire. However, in the past two years, only one deceased was burned to death, and the others died by beheading. In addition, it is not that we have not invited The witch came to lift the curse, but she couldn't do anything about it."
Just when Red Scholar was frustrated, Saul received an email notification and clicked to read it, his expression was quite ugly.
He handed the email notification to Red Specialist, who couldn't help cursing: "She asked us to solve the curse here before she would continue to help us? This woman is crazy! She deliberately wants to kill us!"
Bang! !
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the next room, and the three people in the room did not dare to come out.
Selena almost said in a breath: "Next door, no one lives."
The two of them felt tight, and Hong Zhuan stared at the wall and walked forward, putting his ear to the wall to eavesdrop on the movement in the next room.
There was no movement at first, but after about ten seconds, he heard breathing, as if it was close to his ear, covered with layers, as if the next room was full of people, breathing heavily against the wall. In the dimly lit ward, a dying patient wearing an oxygen mask flashed in his mind.
Such intense breathing was like the dying breath of one critically ill patient after another.
Red Scholar's bones stood on end, goose bumps appeared from his arms to his neck, his pupils shrank suddenly, he felt a gust of air blow to his neck, he retreated, staring at the wall and shivering.
"The wall is breathing."
"Red Specialist, what did you say?"
Saul also came over, and the next moment he heard the gasping breath of a seriously ill patient. He could clearly feel the breath of his breath. He glanced at Hongzhuan and said invariably, "Run!"
At the same time, loud roars and bangs erupted from the walls. Saul and Hongzhuan rushed to the door of the room with Selena on their backs. As soon as they exited the corridor, the wall behind them collapsed. The four rabbit-headed men chased after them with axes. kill.
The two of them didn't dare to stay, they ran wildly, desperately pressing the elevator door closing button, the group of bunny heads came running, and they jumped up to the wall and crawled like a gecko, and suddenly jumped down when the elevator closed the door, with a loud bang, and the elevator clacked. Swaying, slowly descending to the hall.
As soon as they walked out of the hall, the two of them and Reanna bumped into each other head-on, and they could see each other's panicked expressions.
"Did you hit a ghost?" | "Why haven't you left yet?"
Shuangshuang was stunned, and said at the same time: "I bumped into the rabbit head man chasing us." | "Can't get out of the hotel."
Saul's eyes fell on the chaotic hall and the headless female corpse at the door. He cursed, and then saw a rabbit-headed man suddenly appear at the door and drag the headless female corpse away.
Soon there was a chilling chewing sound from the ventilation duct.
Jingle bells... The hotel radio suddenly came out with brisk music, and then a terrified male voice nervously repeated: "Quick, run, run, they've already killed their eyes! Run, run, run... run, run... , little bunny, run! Run, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…”
Red Specialist: "That sentence is different?"
They retreated in the direction of the front desk, with an elevator on the left and a door on the other, and a ventilation duct for eating corpses in the middle. The elements were complete.
The entrance of the ventilation duct moved with a click, the stainless steel cover slammed to the ground, a pair of gray hands full of corpses stretched out from the darkness, and the black nails scraped against the ceiling, making a harsh sound.
The lights flickered and went out one by one, leaving only a dim light on a different circuit in the front desk.
A black figure climbed out of the ventilation duct with twisted limbs, clinging firmly to the ceiling and crawling towards this side, occasionally making the roar of an unknown beast, there were not many people in the hall, but there were a dozen or so people in the hall, unable to keep calm in the face of terror, panicked Screaming and running.
Another man quickly rushed to the elevator and ran under the bunny to attract his attention.
The rabbit-headed man swooped down, showing his sharp and ugly teeth, and the man who was targeted showed despair. At the same time, the elevator door opened, and a beam of light poured out, but saw the light of the knife flashing past, and with a 'cha', the bunny-headed man was instantly cut in half.
The knife was fast and accurate, and no blood was spattered.
Taking a closer look, it was a yellow-haired woman holding a sword flower in her back, standing straight and sideways, like an active swordsman in the Middle Ages.
Saul and the others recognized that this was the yellow-haired girl who was one of the members of the Huaxia band, and they were immediately excited. In particular, Hongzhuan (tongue nail man) had a kind of passion for the first time in their hearts.
“Peachy…”
Huang Mao turned back: "You're not dead yet."
Red Specialist: "..." I understand the truth, why is my voice no longer soft
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