Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Eight Immortals Hotel (Part II)
Not only did no one greet us, but the lights were not turned on.
Look at the sky outside the window, the sunset has already appeared, and it won't be long before it will be dark.
"Miss!"
The thin man wiped a handful on the table, and then raised one of his palms to us.
And in the light of what I could still see, all I could see was gray dust on the palm of the thin man's hand raised towards us.
"And the wall, the corners of this wall have been cobwebbed, it seems that this hotel has not been open for a long time. ”
Hearing Uncle Cheng's words, I couldn't help but look at the corner.
Sure enough, in the corner I saw a dusty cobweb, which was found in almost every corner of the hotel.
"It's kind of interesting! The stools are clean, but the tables are full of dust, the Eight Immortals Hotel, eight round tables, and we happen to be eight people. ”
This Gou Tang can still joke, but listening to Gou Tang's words, I feel a little infiltrated.
"Daqi, you and the thin man go to the back kitchen to have a look. ”
Qin Yue's order, the thin man and Da Qi stood up from their chairs one after another.
These two boys are very burly, but they are a little intimidating because of the immature energy on their faces.
The six eyes were all focused on the thin man and Da Qi at this moment, and the two young men also walked straight into the back kitchen.
However, the two lads went and came back as quickly as they could, and under the gaze of all of us, Daqi shook his head at us.
"Miss, there's no one inside. ”
"No one, the boss isn't there?"
Hearing Daqi's words, I couldn't help but ask Daqi.
"Well, there's no one, there's just a kitchen in there, and the kitchen is clean, but there's really no one in there. ”
Daqi patiently replied to me carefully.
It was also after Daqi answered my sentence that I suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the hotel.
As the sound of footsteps from outside entered the quiet restaurant, we all looked at the door at this moment.
A foot reached out from the dimly lit door, and after a slight pause in front of the door, the second foot stepped in.
With this second foot stepping in, a man of small stature came into view of all of us.
And this man of small stature also looked at us at the same time after entering this hotel.
Looking at us, his expression was slightly stunned at first, and then limped towards us under the gaze of all of us.
When we were about a meter away, the man with a small stature suddenly jumped off.
"Eat?"
Stopping, the man asked us in a high-pitched voice.
Sharp!
True, the sound coming out of the man's throat was sharp, like when I heard the actors who played the eunuchs on TV.
There is also a kind of yin and yang weirdness in the sharpness.
After hearing this man say this sentence to us, we did not go to the man's tone.
"I'm the owner of this hotel, and I just went out on a trip. ”
The man continued to speak to us in a eunuch voice.
"Does the boss have a menu?"
Gu Yicheng sat on the chair and looked at the boss and asked.
"No, I don't order food here, what do I do, you eat. ”
Hearing the words of the hotel owner, even I couldn't help but look at the boss more.
She has hair as messy as a chicken coop, and she hasn't been washed or cut for a long time, but the gray plaid shirt and black pants she wears are exceptionally clean.
The reason why I can be so sure is because I smell laundry detergent from this boss's body.
"Then let's do it. ”
Qin Yue spoke, but the boss stood a meter away from us and didn't move.
What does that mean? Didn't you do it? What are you doing with the pestle still in place?
"It's okay to do it, but I want to make it clear to you in advance that this is the rule I set after the incident happened in my hotel. ”
When this boss said this to us, although his voice still exuded a yin and yang weirdness, his eyes were stubborn, and there was even a kind of stubbornness and paranoia in his stubbornness.
"Okay, you say. ”
Qin Yue also replied to the hotel owner in a cold tone.
"I see that you are from other places, otherwise you would not have come to my house for dinner, if this was two months ago, you came to my house to eat now, I may not have a seat in this restaurant for you. ”
"But after that incident happened in my store, my store has never opened again, and to put it mildly, you are still my first customer in the past two months. ”
Hearing these two words from the boss, all eight of us chose to listen at this moment.
There is a story, and this owner and this Eight Immortals restaurant have a story.
After the boss said these two words to us, he took care of himself and lit a cigarette for himself.
"Hey, if I knew, I shouldn't have accepted that table of people at that time, if I hadn't accepted that table of people, my daughter-in-law and baby would not have died, and those neighbors who came to eat in my store would not have died. ”
After the boss said this to us, I saw the boss take a big puff of cigarette, half a cigarette, and he took a puff on the yellow cigarette holder.
"Did you have the guests at that table who killed your family and the customers who ate at your restaurant?"
Seeing this boss's smoking, I couldn't help but ask this boss.
After hearing my question, I clearly saw that the boss's eyelids suddenly jumped.
Fear, even fear, I saw this fear clearly in the eyes of this boss.
"Murder? No, there is a murderer, and I can still fight with the murderer who killed my daughter-in-law and the baby, but the murderer is not a person at all, it is a clay pot, a clay pot brought in by those farmers who came to eat. ”
When the boss said this to us, his eyes were clearly filled with fear, but his expression was not.
However, Qin Yue and I, after all of us heard what the boss said, we showed shocked expressions at the same time.
"What kind of clay pots? How can clay pots kill?"
Qin Yue's voice was quite calm, but Qin Yue's expression was not calm.
Not only Qin Yue, but after this boss told us that this clay pot was purely fantastical and murderous, the eight of us all glanced at each other at this moment.
Niushan County, the peasants, the clay pots, Xu Qiang, the celestial rocks, and the two blood maps found in Xu Qiang's bedroom, which Qin Yue called the art of the Sacred Arts.
Words to relate all of this to the clay pot murder that this boss is now telling us.
At this moment, the eyes of each and every one of us were full of shock.
Gu worms!
The clay pot that was brought into the Eight Immortals Hotel by several peasants was the Gu pot that gave birth to this kind of Gu worm.
And the next moment this boss confirmed to us all of our guesses at the moment.
The eyes painted on the clay pot opened, and many little black worms flew out of the eyes, and it was those little black worms that killed my daughter-in-law and my baby, and it was those little black worms that killed everyone who ate in my shop. ”
And after hearing the boss's words, all of us stood up at this moment.
That's right! The boss's words matched the two blood charts we saw in Xu Qiang's bedroom.
"They're all dead, why aren't you?"
To the horror of all of us, a calm, hoarse voice pierced through the horror in the eyes of all of us like a beam of light that shot straight out of the darkness.
Weng Ping!
It was Weng Ping who asked the boss this sentence.
At the same time that Weng Ping asked this boss this sentence, we refocused our attention on this boss.
"Why didn't I die?"
And after the boss heard Weng Ping's question, he began to repeat Weng Ping's question as if he had suddenly lost his mind.
"yes, why didn't I die?"
He was asking himself once, and once was not enough, he began to ask himself repeatedly.
At the end of the question, it was a person who squatted on the ground and began to howl and cry.
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