Volume Three: The Ghost Lingers Chapter Seventy-Seven: Hair
Time passed, the day passed quickly, and the joy was ...... During the period of the worried people actually no one has ever suffered an accident or been attacked by the sting, seeing that the day is safely passed, in the hotel, some of the nervous newcomers have become optimistic again, but when the sun is gradually setting, when the time is also into the night, and the newcomer is completely opposite, several veterans are more and more uneasy, more and more nervous.
Until late at night......
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The night outside the window was pitch black, accompanied by the chirping of insects, and occasionally a cool breeze blowing, this night was no different from the past, the city fell silent, and most of the citizens who had a busy day fell asleep, but there were exceptions, at least for Guo Wenke, who is still awake for now...... Tonight, perhaps, is his sleepless night.
Night, 23:56.
Late at night, the time is closer to midnight by a second, Shunhua Hotel, 4th floor, room 407......
In the bedroom, Zhao Ping, who only took off a shirt, was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and asleep, Han Weihao was lying on the right side, and on a chair next to the bed, Guo Wenke, who had a slightly ugly face, remained awake, obviously, this is the same as last night, the three of them are still taking turns to keep vigil as they said before, of course, it is not without distinction, at least the vigil order of Han Weihao and Guo Wenke has changed.
According to the earlier discussion, Han Weihao, who was supposed to keep the first shift night, became Guo Wenke, and Guo Wenke, who was supposed to keep the second shift, was replaced by Han Weihao, the only thing that has not changed is Zhao Ping, he still keeps the last shift, and the change of vigil order is actually not a big deal, an hour ago, when Han Weihao asked to exchange orders with Guo Wenke in front of Zhao Ping, the glasses man had no opinion, but went to bed silently, until the time passed slowly, until it was closer and closer to the shift change stage.
And what should come will come after all.
Time, 2 a.m. sharp......
The brightly lit bedroom was as silent as death, Guo Wenke, who had finished the first shift in a conscious state, first looked up at the clock on the wall, confirming that the vigil was over, and the middle-aged man exhaled, a little strange thing is that Rao is now sleepy, but at this moment, he did not call Han Weihao to get up and keep the second shift in order, but his face twitched and fell into hesitation, because he knew that once Han Weihao was woken up, then this person would inevitably do something that would lose his conscience, for a while, The middle-aged man who had previously agreed to the other party's plan fell into a state of unease, a kind of uneasiness of conscience......
But unfortunately, no matter how entangled he is in his heart or how frightened he is, there are some things that he cannot control, because ...... Just as he was struggling with whether to wake up the burr-headed young man, on the opposite bed, Han Weihao, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes!
At the same time, after glancing at the wall clock, a whisper also came straight into Guo Wenke's ears: "Old Guo, it's two o'clock, ......."
Yes, Han Weihao woke up, with some kind of purpose in his heart, he woke up automatically without being woken up by Guo Wenke, straightened up, tiptoed out of bed, greeted Guo Wenke in a low voice, and then ...... Those eyes full of hatred looked straight behind him, looking at Zhao Ping, who was still lying on the bed and sleeping!
In the field of vision, I saw that the man with glasses was still asleep with his eyes closed, the man's glasses were placed next to the pillow, and the man's suit jacket was still covering himself.
After confirming that the other party was still asleep, inadvertently, Han Weihao's gaze at Zhao Ping became more and more vicious, Guo Wenke was about to say something, but when he saw Han Weihao's somewhat hideous face, in the end, the middle-aged man still chose to remain silent after a long sigh.
Time, 2:03, in terms of the current time period, it happens to be the sleepiest and most tired time of the day, so to speak, it is true, after several minutes of careful observation, Zhao Ping on the bed did not move from beginning to end, gradually, although there were three people in the bedroom, Han Weihao showed a satisfied smile, and then, he moved, first tiptoed into the pocket of his suit, and then, a diary with a black cover was quietly taken out......
The whole process was very fast and did not make any sound, until he took the diary belonging to Zhao Ping in his hand, Han Weihao, who was still a little nervous, raised the corners of his mouth and turned back to Guo Wenke and whispered: "That, Lao Guo, I'll go to the toilet, you can rest first, and I'll keep vigil when I come back." ”
After that, I didn't care what the middle-aged man's reaction was, and the next moment, Han Weihao, who was holding a diary, walked out of the bedroom with a proud face, and then walked straight to the bathroom on the right side of the living room.
As for Guo Wenke, whose face was extremely ugly, although he still didn't make a move, he knew better than anyone that the other party going to the toilet was by no means a simple relief, but to destroy the diary!
"Hey!"
But it's a pity that no matter what he does, it's useless, and after sweeping his eyes at Zhao Ping, who was still asleep, he sighed, and finally didn't say anything, and lay on the bed without saying a word.
Xu is vigil for too long is really very sleepy, for some reason, as soon as his head touches the pillow, the strong tiredness has hit instantly, and in a daze, Guo Wenke fell asleep uncontrollably.
It's just that an event, a small thing, or it can be understood as a fleeting small detail that will not be discovered by anyone......
Just as Guo Wenke was sleeping upside down, about a minute later, a thin and long hair in the bedroom, but too small to be noticed, slowly fell from the roof and finally landed on someone's neck......
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Han Weihao, who left the bedroom, is currently excited and happy, there is no doubt that he successfully stole Zhao Ping's diary, and it is indeed as Guo Wenke expected, he said that he went to the toilet to relieve himself but actually wanted to destroy the diary in the toilet, anyway, the task rules are very clear, you must write a diary every day, and those who do not write will be erased, and the diary is a curse specially prepared for the executor, it is conceivable that once he burns the diary, then Zhao's bastard will definitely die.
(I'm a genius!) Zhao Ping, Zhao Ping, you give me death! )
It is true that although it is undeniable that Han Weihao does not dare to kill, it is no problem to kill the man with glasses who is not pleasing to his eyes with the help of the hand of rules, at this moment, Han Weihao was complacent while walking to the bathroom, plus the bathroom was already on the right side of the living room, and after a few seconds, he successfully arrived at the bathroom.
First, he quietly closed the door like a thief, went to the toilet, and immediately took out the lighter he usually used to light a cigarette.
It is clear that he intends to burn the diary in his hand!
Smack!
If you think of it, you can do it, plus you have long wanted to kill Zhao Ping, how can Han Weihao be soft? Not only did he immediately press the shutter of the lighter, but after the flames were raised, then, with the corners of his mouth raised, he moved the lighter straight to the diary in his left hand......
However, just as the flames were about to touch the diary, Han Weihao stopped and inexplicably stopped the ignition action.
It wasn't that his conscience suddenly discovered or that he remembered anything else, but that he suddenly felt an itch on his neck, as if some hair was touching him.
Well?
Human nervous reflexes can only be regarded as ordinary compared to other animals in nature, but in this silent environment, human reactions are much faster than usual, sure enough, when he noticed the inexplicable itching of his neck, he was puzzled, mixed with suspicion, out of instinct, the burr-headed young man subconsciously raised his head, looked up, looked at the roof, and then ......
Han Weihao's face, which was originally full of doubts, instantly froze.
Not only did his expression freeze, but his body also froze on the spot at the same time, completely stopping all movements......
Syllable!
Whoa......
In the silence, the diary and the lighter in his hand fell to the ground at the same time, and at the same time made a soft noise, a large amount of urine began to flow out of the crotch of his pants like a flood that opened the floodgates, and continued to flow down the trouser tube to the ground.
As for Han Weihao's frozen face, it also quickly turned blue, white, and colorless.
The picture shifted to the top of Han Weihao's head, and at this moment, in this small toilet, the roof was already covered with thick hair!!
Yes, the hair, all hair, these hairs not only cover the entire roof in pieces, but each hair is constantly squirming there as if it is alive, there is no sound or movement, no one knows when the hair appears, and for a while, the roof of the toilet is covered by a large piece of weird hair, and the thing that just touched Han Weihao's neck is precisely the part of the hair that hangs down from above, but even this is not the most terrifying, because ......
As the hair continued to squirm, as some of the hair separated on its own two sides, directly above Han Weihao's head, a human face appeared, and a hideous human face with the right face whiter than paper and the left face full of rotten and broken flesh appeared!!
There was no body, no limbs, just almost rambling hair and a horrible woman's face!!
And at this moment, the woman's eyes, which were several times redder than blood, were currently staring down like this, staring at Han Weihao, who was looking up at her......
Then, the corners of the woman's face and mouth lifted, and Han Weihao showed a hideous smile.
In fact, the whole process from Han Weihao's lifting to find the abnormality to looking up and seeing the terrifying scene all happened in just a few seconds, and sure enough, when he saw such a terrifying scene on the top of his head, he was stunned, and Han Weihao finally opened his mouth suddenly when his crotch was wet......
Brush!
"Ah...... Woo! Woooooo ”
Unexpectedly, at this moment, just as he was about to let out a shocking scream out of instinct, his head was activated, and between the lightning and flint, a bundle of thick black hair jumped towards the young man from top to bottom like lightning, and it instantly drilled into Han Weihao's mouth......