Chapter Twenty-Eight: Where Did the Broken Bed Frame Come From?

There's movement upstairs, too.

Obviously, the guest was slamming towards the door, opening the door, and going downstairs with a bang.

Xiao Ling knew that he was about to knock on the door.

Xiao Ling turned on the light and got out of bed as well.

As soon as the guest raised his hand, the door opened.

The door to my mother's room on the opposite side was also opened at the same time.

Could it be that my mother also heard the crying?

"Boss, there's something new to discover today." The man spoke a little hurriedly, but his face didn't look too panicked.

"I saw it too. Don't worry, I'll go to the backyard now. Xiao Ling's face was resolute.

"Okay. I'll go with you. "The man was holding a camera and a lamp.

It seems that you have been prepared for a long time?

"It's better not to. You'd better stay here. "Xiao Ling doesn't want to put the guest in danger.

"It's okay, I've been making films and I've been everywhere." The man was a little excited. "Maybe you don't know me, that closed door village, I spent the night there alone, and the video views exceeded 50 million a day at that time."

"I was the first to do this." A look of pride.

Xiao Ling didn't care about him anymore.

After all, time is limited, and once the hour has passed, there is nothing left.

Xiao Ling walked to the storage room and took the lamp, key, and hammer.

Xiao Ling walked to the kitchen, opened the back door, and entered the courtyard.

Mom didn't stop either.

The ghost pioneer didn't have too much interference, holding the camera and following all the way.

The courtyard at midnight was so quiet that only the insects were chirping.

Xiao Ling walked straight to the door of the back building and expertly unlocked the door.

Inside the door, there was still a thick layer of dust, and there were still two lines of footprints, extending from the door inside.

There are still no lights. Fortunately, Xiao Ling's flashlight is full.

As soon as he took a bright shot, Xiao Ling stepped forward.

I've been here a few times, and it's not once or twice in the middle of the night. We're not afraid.

The person who was shooting in the back didn't seem to be afraid, and followed closely and walked inside.

The stairs and corridors with echoes, and after a while, they arrived at the entrance of 202.

It was still the locked door that the little attendant changed, and it passed the test in the house occupation and fight at that time. No matter how you fight, it doesn't break.

Xiao Ling took out the key and opened the familiar and terrifying door of Room 202.

The room is completely different from before!

The flower pot on the windowsill has really become a head.

That head, really long hair, hangs down the outside.

The head turned out to be a woman kneeling by the window.

Behind her, there stood a shirtless man with a wooden stick in his hand, and he was raising it high and smashing it down!

Behind the man, there was a big bed, and the quilt was messy.

As soon as Xiao Ling pushed the door open, the two people, as if frightened, suddenly disappeared.

The woman's head became the flower pot.

The woman's body, and the man, were gone.

The bed caught fire. In an instant, it was burned to a black iron shelf.

Then, too, disappeared as well.

Leaving only a black ash in one place.

and, dust from a place.

In the middle of the dust, there was only a line of footprints, walking towards the pot of flowers in an arc.

All of this seems to be only available in movies.

But it really happened in front of Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling was a little stunned.

The camera in the back didn't move, and it was recording carefully.

In the room, calm was restored.

It's like nothing happened.

Xiao Ling walked to the middle of the room, staring at the black ash in the place, not knowing what to say.

The ceiling is also black, the walls are also black, and the wallpaper is even burned out.

However, this black ash is also retreating cowardly.

After a while, there was really nothing.

Only the pot of flowers on the windowsill fluttered in the moonlight.

What the hell is going on?

What should I do next?

What should I say?

Xiao Ling was completely clueless.

After being stunned for a while, Xiao Ling turned his head and looked at the man.

The man didn't give any advice, just calmly looked at the frame, and just calmly let the camera follow Xiao Ling all the time.

"Ah!!h

Suddenly there was a scream from the front building!

Is it Mom's voice?

Xiao Ling wasn't sure, but this was the best chance to get out of this room and break this embarrassment.

I'm going to take care of what happened in my hotel.

Xiao Ling rushed out of the door, and he didn't bother to lock the door. Anyway, this back building is in a deserted state, and no one will come.

Xiao Ling rushed across the courtyard and into the kitchen.

Mom sat on the couch, motionless.

When her mother saw Xiao Ling coming back, she didn't get up, but just turned her head to look at Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling turned his head and said to the camera man, "This section is no longer filmed." Please don't include my mom in your video. ”

The camera man nodded.

The camera man took the camera and stood aside.

Xiao Ling didn't care about him, walked up to his mother, and asked, "Mom, were you calling just now?" ”

With an anxious face and tears in his eyes, Xiao Ling couldn't do it anymore.

Mom shook her head.

"Mom, are you sure?" Xiao Ling asked.

Mom nodded.

So, who is this scream? Where is it? Why? And screaming!

Xiao Ling didn't know.

Xiao Ling saw that her mother's mood was also stable, and there should be no major incident.

Turning his head, Xiao Ling said to the guest, "Otherwise, you can rest first." It should be okay tonight. ”

In fact, Xiao Ling is not sure. But seeing that the picture just now has returned to normal, I guess it should be no problem.

The guest nodded, said goodnight, and turned to go upstairs.

Today's incident gave Xiao Ling two warnings:

First, there was really a problem in the back building, and the fifth uncle was right to scold himself at that time;

The second is that there is really a problem with 202 in the back building, and the discovery of the couple at that time was right.

The rumors on the Internet are also true......

But why is there a problem in the back building?

Could it be that those episodes in online novels will happen in my little hotel?

Is this kind of thing a bad thing for hotels?

What can I do?

What is the situation with that domestic violence scumbag and a smiling woman?

And what about that burning bed?

How do I sweep this thing out?

At this moment, Xiao Ling's head was like a ball of thread, entangled without a clue, and the world was spinning.

And extremely sober.

And extremely helpless.

It's more than twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and I don't dare to check some information.

After all, this kind of information is quite scary, and it is better to do it during the day.

"Ding Dong!" What was that?!

Oh, it's the hotel management system, this news in the middle of the night, it will really freak people out!

Xiao Ling didn't want to say scared to death.

After all, the picture just now is scary enough.

It's strange to say, this broken system, usually at seven or eight o'clock in the evening, don't play the news, what's wrong today?

While thinking, Xiao Ling walked to the computer.

It's a complaint!

"Hello, I received a customer complaint that you broke into the guest's room without permission, affecting the guest's rest. When a guest complaint takes effect, your service score will be deducted 5 points, and your service score is currently -10 points. ”

This!!!

The negative score that was just brought up with great difficulty is even more negative.

I......

Xiao Ling even wanted to smash the mouse.