Chapter 109: The Illusion Begins
It was now 10 o'clock, and all four of them were back in their rooms, sitting around the table, and starting to share information. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Feng Pu was the first to speak:
"I inquired that there will be an old man wandering here, and it is said that everywhere he passes will be pitch black, and he is a special ghost. And the problem with this room is the hallucination, the people who have lived in it have seen the ghost and are scared crazy, but I think it shouldn't be so simple when it is our turn, after all, the ghost fright has no effect on us, and what will happen will happen to us will not be known until the danger occurs.
But I've found a temporary solution, not the hallucinations in the house, but at least it doesn't get worse, or no one knows what it will look like in five days.
My method is to inquire with the service staff, there are a few sunbathing machines here, Zheng Ting once said that the monk mentioned that it is useful to be exposed to the sun for an hour, let's turn the power higher, it is estimated that the same effect can be achieved, even if it is cloudy, there is no need to worry. ā
This news is very important to everyone, because after all, the first thing they have to face is the problem of the house, and there is a way to solve it before they can think about other things.
"I also found some useful clues, I checked all the floors, fourteen floors above ground, two floors underground, especially the thirteenth floor, I inquired, there are all the records since the establishment of the hotel and the books collected by each generation of managers, etc., but because it is just a book, there is nothing important, it is simply locked, and I found a vice from the utility room, I think it is necessary for us to go inside to find the legendary note, that should be an important thing.
There is also the negative second floor, which is empty inside, and I don't know what danger there will be. Zhang Junshan said what he had gained.
"I didn't look for clues, but I figured out the layout of the floor, and when we were in the room for four hours, we would definitely go out at some point, and I remembered all the routes, even the decorations on the road, which should help. ā
At this time, only Cheng Yun was left, and the three of them all looked at him, hoping to get important clues.
Cheng Yun drank some water, and then began to say:
"I couldn't find any questions online about the hotel accident, and it seems that all the news was covered up, but I still found some useful clues.
There was a massacre in this place, when the people were full of grievances, and finally aroused a great resistance, although it failed in the end, but the culprit was assassinated to death, but who is the culprit, but there is no clue, the information is also directly erased, I estimate that he should be the thing suppressed by the monks, only by knowing what it is, we can find life, the specific clue is still in the notebook, our life and death is estimated to be related to finding the note, and then solving it. ā
All the information has been shared, and everyone has a general direction.
First of all, he spent four unknown hours in the room, and then went to the thirteenth floor to look for possible notes, and if he couldn't find them, he had to find another way.
However, the ghost building should not put the notes in any place in the hotel, so you don't need to look for it, it is better to directly arrange an unsolvable ghost killing. The note should be on the thirteenth floor, but it won't be that easy to get your hands on.
The hands ticked and ticked, and several people waited, waiting for eight o'clock to come.
Three, two, one!! the hands are already pointing to exactly eight o'clock!
The four people looked at each other, and then looked around, nothing happened, could it be that the table was slow?
"Relax, maybe we're too nervous, the danger doesn't come so early, and hallucinations may not come every day. Zhang Junshan eased the tense atmosphere.
Everyone left their seats and began to look around the room, and they had to find out where the danger was, otherwise they would be very passive.
Just when Feng Pu suddenly opened the bathroom door, he found that it had become a basement, and when he turned back, he found that the back was no longer the room he had just now, but a darkness.
But he did not panic, but walked down the steps slowly.
When he went to the bottom of the basement, he found that it was not used to store things, but on the table was a set of torture instruments, and there was still blood on each torture device, as if it had just been taken from a person's body.
He stood there silently and heard a slight whisper, as if shouting, calling for help.
He followed the sound, cautiously surveying his surroundings.
The sound is closer, closer!
Walking past a hollow door frame, Feng Pu found that a person was hanging inside, a rope passed through the beam of the room, tied his hand, and his whole body was covered with whip marks, and he was still bleeding at the moment. Because his head was wrapped in a circle of cloth, he could only make a mumping sound, but he could not shout loudly. He seemed to feel someone coming, twisting violently, wanting Feng Pu to put him down and save his life.
However, this man underestimated the residents of the ghost building too much, not to mention whether this person is true or false, even if it is a real living person, what can he do, and the low-rise residents who died in his hands are not one or two,
Feng Pu directly turned his head and wanted to leave, wanting to see what else was in the rest of the place.
But at this moment, the man who was hanging suddenly stopped writhing, and the strip of cloth on his head opened and slowly untied himself, and it was not a living person's face inside, but a fierce ghost who was smiling hideously.
The rope that trapped his hands also untied by itself, and the ghost easily fell to the ground, then loosened his hand bones, twisted his head, and looked at Feng Pu with a smile, I didn't expect this person to be fooled, it was really boring.
Feng Pu wanted to escape, but found that he suddenly couldn't move!
He tried to twist himself, but it didn't work. At this moment, the ghost walked up to him, laughed and patted him on the shoulder, and then, with a strip of cloth, began to wrap Feng Pu's head happily.
Feng Pu's head was wrapped around the appearance of the powerful ghost just now, and his hands were tied, and he was hung in the position where the powerful ghost came down just now.
Although Feng Pu's body has recovered itself now, what is the use of it now?
The ghost was holding a whip, his tongue licking the dried blood on it, and slowly walked to Feng Pu's side.
"Children, don't be afraid, I will treat you well~"
"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and a blood mark appeared directly on Feng Pu's chest, and the ghost put away the whip and licked the fresh blood on it with enjoyment, or this taste was the most attractive.
Licking the blood clean, the ghost took the whip again: "Children, the game has just begun~"
However, at this moment, Feng Pu disappeared directly from the air, allowing the whip of the powerful ghost to bye directly.
The ghost looked at Feng Pu who had disappeared, and was not surprised at all, after all, it was just the beginning, his restrictions were too great, and it wouldn't last long to pull a person into the illusion realm.
"Hey, I thought I could play a little longer, really. ā