"With whom?"

"You shout a hammer?"

"You're sad and angry?"

"Lao Tzu was born without a mother, and my father didn't have a long time to go, none of the eight sisters above were waiting to see me, and I grew up eating hundreds of meals, and I didn't have such a big grievance as you?"

Lao Jiu went up and slapped Xiao Ding on the back of the head, saying a slap and a slap.

"Brother, stop fighting!"

A few slaps went down, making Xiao Ding cry, and the trace of resentment gathered on his body was also dispersed.

"Still pretending to be forced?" Lao Jiu asked.

"Don't pretend!" Xiao Ding hugged his head and said.

"Humph!"

Lao Jiu snorted and squeezed his eyes at me, and the meaning of the snort was obvious.

"I don't want to die, I just want to live!" Xiao Ding whispered, his body slipped little by little, and he fell to the ground, first sobbing, and then crying.

Lao Jiu and I glanced at each other, but neither of them spoke.

I originally thought that Xiao Ding didn't know that he was dead, and for this kind of death and resurrection, he didn't realize that he was dead, once he was told the truth, there were only two possibilities, one was to die safely, and the other was to become a ghost immediately.

What I didn't expect was that Xiao Ding already knew that he was dead.

This is strange, since he knows, how can he live like a normal person without leaving his body?

After a person dies, the soul will naturally leave the body, either dissipate or become a ghost, and there is no such state as a half-human and half-corpse.

"Isn't this also an experimental subject?" This thought popped into my head.

As soon as this thought came out, it grew like a weed, and it could not be stopped.

The more I thought about it, the more I thought it was, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain his current state.

He is not a human being, nor a ghost, nor a corpse, he has a little bit of everything, and he belongs to the three-in-one physique.

"Why do you think of me like that? You don't want to kill me, do you? ”

After a while, Xiao Ding's mood stabilized and said weakly.

"You're thinking too much!"

I didn't even look at him, I looked up at the ceiling, and there was no movement upstairs.

"And what are you going to do to me?" Xiao Ding shrunk, as if he had been ravaged countless times by more than eighty strong men.

"I don't plan to do anything to you, you start your live broadcast, as long as you don't mess with us, we don't bother to deal with you!" I frowned and said impatiently.

"Really?" Xiao Ding's eyes lit up.

"Why is it so inked?" Lao Jiu went up and was a slap.

"Hehe, I won't ask, I won't ask!"

Xiao Ding believed it and smiled.

I'm a little speechless, isn't that cheap?

It's good to say that it's good to discuss it or not, and with a slap in the face, everything is settled.

I shook my head, raised my hand and glanced at the time, at ten o'clock in the morning, less than four hours before the door opened on the third floor, continue to lean like this, I can't find any clues, I still have to take the initiative, so I said to Lao Jiu: "Go, go out and have a look!" ”

"Alright!" Lao Jiu has been waiting for a long time, and with my words, he immediately came to his heart.

"I'm going with me!" Xiao Ding raised his hand and said.

"Okay!"

I stared at Xiao Ding for a long time, and there was no objection.

After heading out, head straight to this room above our heads on the fourth floor.

The door was locked, Lao Jiu took out a wire and poked it in the keyhole for a moment, the lock clicked, and the door opened.

The layout of the room is almost the same as ours, except that the two beds are side by side, with a pair of pokers on the bed, and a few wine bottles and snack bags scattered on the floor.

As on the fifth floor, the room was clean and all the stuff was gone.

"That's not right!"

Lao Jiu scratched his scalp and said, "Brother, didn't you say that ghosts have a strong sense of territory?" Looking at Li Hongmei's incense, there is no clean room on the entire fourth floor, listening to the sound just now, there are at least three ghosts in this room, where did they go? ”

This is the case with the hanged ghosts on the fifth floor, and now the same is true for these people on the fourth floor, the situation is obviously wrong.

"Look again!"

I said with a calm face.

Turning around and going to the next door, after Lao Jiu poked the lock, the room was still clean and clean, and there was no dirt.

After looking at four rooms in a row, I said to Lao Jiu: "Don't look at it, there must be some arrangement here that we don't know!" ”

I said as I looked around.

The floor is pitch black cement, nothing special, the walls are painted with white ash, and nothing unusual can be seen, there is no place to hide anything in this room.

"Could it be that there is a cat in the wall?" Xiao Ding raised his hand and said.

"Possibly!"

I nodded, I thought about it, went to the wall, tried to knock, the voice was dull, there was no reverberation, it was solid.

"I'm coming!"

Lao Jiu pulled out his dagger and began to dig against the wall.

When Lao Jiu was struggling against the wall, I looked around and finally realized that something was wrong.

Xiao Ding is right, the wall is not right, this wall is too white.

It's not that it can't be white, the last decoration of the small station hotel can be traced back to a few years ago, and the wall that was painted a few years ago still looks the same as new, which is obviously abnormal.

"Brother, look!"

Lao Jiu screamed at this time, and when I turned around, Lao Jiu had already scraped off a layer of wall skin, and under the white wall skin, there was another wall skin.

Lao Jiu scraped down the scraped layer of wall skin, and as the area of the scraped wall skin gradually expanded, a bloodshot line was revealed.

There are so few lines exposed that you can't tell what you're drawing.

I thought about it, came to the opposite side of Lao Jiu, and began to scrape the wall skin.

The outer layer of wall skin is about five millimeters thick, and after scraping off this layer, a layer of something similar to gelatinous material is revealed, which is similar to what Lao Jiu scraped out, and it is all bloodshot lines.

"No need to scrape, let's try another room!" I said.

"Hmm!"

Lao Jiu didn't say anything, followed me to another room, and continued to scrape the wall.

After the wall skin was scraped off, there was a layer of gelatinous material underneath, the same as before, and on top of the gelatinous object, blood-streaked lines were drawn.

Tried three rooms in a row and it was all the same.

I was still not at ease, so I went to the room where the hanged ghost was on the fifth floor, and after scraping off a layer of wall skin, the situation below was the same as on the fourth floor.

I can almost think of the picture behind the wall, the blood-threaded lines forming a talisman, or a formation.

This is not a room, this is true for the rooms on the 4th and 5th floors.

There is also a third floor, and the walls on the third floor are also unusually white.

The first and second floors haven't been seen yet, and if that's the case, then the entire Xiaozhan Hotel is wrapped in this bloodshot pattern, and the hotel itself is a cage.

I just don't know what the hell the person who designed all this wants to do!

"Gather souls, absorb the sun!"

Qiqi, who had never spoken, spoke at this time.