"Come back, brother!"

Lao Jiu slapped the lock and made a rattling sound.

"Let's go!"

It's still early, there are still two hours before the early morning, the fourth and fifth floors are closed, and there is really nothing to see.

Back in my room, I stood in front of the window and looked out, and the experiment reports flashed through my mind.

Every time Mr. Tan experimented with a purpose, his purpose was very simple, and he never hid it, he wanted to resurrect someone who was very important to him.

Experiment after experiment, almost all of them are related to the soul.

Judging from the progress of the experiment, it seems that he has fallen into some kind of bottleneck, or that the experiment has reached the most critical stage.

But there is one thing I don't understand, what is the experiment of Yipin Mingyuan?

Little by little, the clock ticked by, and soon it was eleven fifty-nine o'clock, and a rattling sound came from the stairwell.

"It's coming!"

Hearing the voice, Lao Jiu was excited.

"Shh

I stretched out a finger and shook it at Lao Jiu, walked lightly to the door, opened a crack in the door, and got out in a flash.

There was a red carpet in the hallway, and walking on it, not a single sound came out.

I touched the staircase, glanced up with half of my body sideways, and just saw Li Hongmei holding the key plate, slowly but firmly upward.

She walked very slowly, and with each step, she had to shake the key disc in her hand, and the key collided with the iron disc with a rattling sound.

Soon, Li Hongmei came to the iron door at the entrance of the fourth floor, her action of unlocking the lock was very slow, and the sound of hoops was always ringing.

After a minute, the iron door creaked and opened.

The noise disappeared at this point, Li Hongmei did not go up, as if she was looking for something, and she could hear the rustling sound of plastic bags shaking.

I thought about it and went up the stairs.

When I walked to the third floor and a half, I happened to see Li Hongmei pull out a handful of incense from a black plastic bag.

I didn't understand it, and I didn't move.

Li Hongmei took out a lighter, lit the incense, muttered something in a low voice, and walked to the fourth floor.

I cautiously followed behind her, and after entering the fourth floor, I saw Li Hongmei inserting three sticks of incense into the crack of a room's door, and muttered quietly while inserting: "Eat, eat, eat, it's time to eat!" ”

After plugging it in, Li Hongmei continued to walk in and inserted the incense into the crack of the door.

In the dark corridor, the light fireworks flickered with a faint light, and Li Hongmei's muttering voice carried an inexplicable magic, which made people shudder.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

The hollow murmur echoed in the corridor, and Li Hongmei's figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the corridor.

I quietly retreated, Li Hongmei's actions reminded me of a word: "Raising ghosts!" ”

But if you think about it carefully, I think it's unlikely, ghosts are not something that can be sent with three sticks of incense, raise a ghost, and you have to keep up with three meals in the morning, noon and evening, and you can't miss a meal.

This is just the simplest request, if you have no desires and no desires, it is okay to ask the ghost to do something, once you raise the ghost with a purpose, the ghost's requirements will increase accordingly.

From the incense candle at the beginning to the three animals at the back, from the three animals to the blood feeding, the stronger your purpose and the higher the requirements, the requirements of the ghosts will increase accordingly.

It is so troublesome to raise a ghost, let alone raise a nest of ghosts, Li Hongmei at least inserted incense in front of the door of twenty rooms.

Not only that, but the layout of the fourth floor is different from the third floor, which has no carpet and the floor is covered with large red tiles.

The paint on the walls is also red, even the doors are red, and everywhere you look, they are red.

Just as she was thinking, Li Hongmei's figure appeared from the darkness, and she was walking back.

I didn't alarm her, and went back to the third and a half floors.

After Li Hongmei came back, she picked up the key wheel, carried the black plastic bag and continued upward, heading to the fifth floor, when the commotion sounded again.

I continued to keep up.

After coming to the fifth floor, Li Hongmei's movements became stiff again, and she searched for a long time before she found the key.

After unlocking and pushing the door, and the iron door was opened, Li Hongmei put down the key tray and took out a bowl of sealed rice from the black plastic bag.

After removing the plastic film on the rice, Li Hongmei took out a needle, pricked it at her fingers, squeezed out a few drops of blood, and mixed it into the rice.

After mixing, she took out three incense sticks from the plastic bag, which were nearly twice as thick as before, lit them and inserted them into the rice bowl, then picked up the rice bowl, walked to the entrance of the corridor on the fifth floor, put the bowl down, and muttered to the bowl: "Eat, eat, eat!" ”

is different from the tone when she was on the fourth floor, Li Hongmei's tone has a hint of gentleness, as if she is coaxing her own child to eat.

The layout of the fifth floor is basically the same as that of the fourth floor, with red tiles on the floor and red patent leather on the walls.

The moment the rice bowl was placed on the ground, the fire head of the three sticks of incense suddenly exploded, burning at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the three pillars of smoke floated up and flew straight ahead, and there was a faint sound of chewing.

"Eat, eat, slow down!"

Li Hongmei squatted there, revealing a tenderness on her side face, "Mmmm, I know you like to eat, I'll bring it to you tomorrow!" ”

"Okay, I know it all, I know it all!" Li Hongmei's voice was a little choked, more of a pampering.

I looked at Li Hongmei coldly, it was okay not to drip blood, from the moment she pricked her finger and dripped blood, I knew that she was raising ghosts, at least this ghost on the fifth floor was raised by her.

And her series of actions are not only today, but have lasted for a long time.

The news on the Internet said that at 12 o'clock in the morning every day, the iron doors on the fourth and fifth floors will be opened, and now Li Hongmei's actions prove that the news is true.

As the front desk of a hotel, Li Hongmei can't hide this matter at all, you can hide it once or twice, you can be careful three times or four times, but it is impossible to hide it in a month, two months, or even half a year.

In other words, Li Hongmei's series of actions are endorsed from above.

If so, then the attitude of the hotel's top management is worth playing, what exactly are they going to do?

In the experimental records, there is not much to say about the affairs of the small station hotel, only one hangs his neck and dies, that is, hangs himself to death.

Other than that, there is no superfluous introduction.

I feel that my brain is not enough, according to Li Hongmei's method, there are at least twenty ghosts on the fourth floor, and the fifth floor is not known yet, and there is only one that can be determined.

Even so, there are more than 20 ghosts in a hotel, and this is a haunt den!

"Huh?"

At this moment, Li Hongmei suddenly snorted, turned her head suddenly, and happened to make eye contact with me.

I froze suddenly, and one thought after another flashed through my mind, and these thoughts finally turned into a more stupid sentence: "What, is the rice delicious?" ”