After a few small talks, the four of them dispersed.

Xiao Ling took some drinks and followed the three of them up the stairs.

Xiao Ling came to Xiao Ming's room.

They were still there and didn't check out.

When the young lady saw the proprietress coming, she politely let her in.

Xiao Ming is still sleeping.

After a few words and persuasion for a while, Lin Xiaoling went downstairs and returned to the front desk.

A few days ago, I was notified of a "privilege use failure", and now I don't know what the result is.

There's been no news.

Such a large amount of money, if you don't get it, not to mention the decoration of the house, even the cost of this yard with a flower wall is not enough.

I don't want to be a coolie to pay off my debts.

However, the whole system did not find that what notification.

When I saw the full amount, it was actually ...... Balance: Updating.

Why is it so weird?!

How did this broken system swallow all my money?

Not to mention whether the money is back on the platform, or whether it is still in the bank, even the room fee I collected for the past few days is not shown.

It's actually an "updating"~!

What the hell is this!

However, what is even more bizarre is that there seems to be no notification of "new guests" anymore.

Is this system a server breakdown?

Xiao Ling looked through the system, this broken system, there was no customer service number.

Of course, there is no online customer service or deduction customer service or anything.

This is basically a three-no product, and it is basically a copycat.

I don't know how my father chose such a small company to break the system at that time.

Ay.

Bored, Xiao Ling took his mobile phone and walked to the door.

A short street at the door, quiet, with only a few street lamps, stood lonely.

A gust of mountain wind came from nowhere, and it blew from the corner of the wall, turned around the door of Xiaoling's shop, and walked away.

How do you feel a little cold.

Xiao Ling retreated to the house and returned to the computer.

Take a look at the online discussion of hostels.

As soon as he opened the search website, Xiao Ling regretted it.

Netizens are now basically standing in two factions.

The largest faction can be summed up as the "skepticism", all of whom are saying that the hotel invited actors to act according to the script.

Who are these people?

But looking at their examples, it's a different story.

For example, they were discussing why the "ghost" was so realistic.

Let's say, they're questioning how fake the wall-tearing effect is.

There are even people who say that the bridge section where Qiu Ping walked is the most valuable special effect in China, at least worth five cents and five cents.

The other faction is the "spit faction".

complained that the hotel service was not good and the equipment was outdated;

complained that the town was incomplete and the service capacity was not good;

complained about the hotel's hype ability, but the reception capacity was bad;

What's more, there are also complaints about the hotel proprietress whose makeup is not good-looking, which affects the senses!

Of course, there are more actors, who really think that the hotel is an invite, and go to cooperate with the "haunted house" amusement project, invite the actors to make a script, and really perform in their own store, hoping to use this artificial haunted house to earn eyeballs.

I don't know if they've made any money.

These people are so boring.

Xiao Ling reluctantly closed the browser.

Phones don't want to play either.

Anyway, if there's any urgency, they'll call me.

Xiao Ling turned around and walked into her mother's room.

These days, I have been busy all these days, and I haven't made time to spend with my mother.

Xiao Ling took her mother's hand, and said something to her mother without saying a word.

Mom can't talk to me now, so she can only say something to reassure her, maybe it will be better for her.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling thought of a question:

Why did I also see those things, only my mother and Xiao Ming had abnormalities?

Why are the two people who also have abnormalities, my mother was only a little excited that day, and now she is laughing all the time. And Xiao Ming is so excited every day?

What did they see that made them so abnormal?

It's another belly of question marks.

It's annoying.

After talking alone for a while, a little tired, Xiao Ling leaned on the head of the bed and rested for a while.

Not surprisingly, there will be something to do again in the middle of the night today, so take a break now and save some energy.

I don't know how long later, Xiao Ling woke up.

I don't know when I was already covered with a quilt.

And the mother, also sitting on the side, fell asleep.

Xiao Ling gently asked her mother to lie down and walked out of the room.

As soon as I got out of the room, something didn't feel right.

First of all, it shouldn't be the middle of the night, at least the second half of the night.

The silence and coldness outside the door was not at all like it was in the middle of the night.

In the past few days, he has been "working" in the middle of the night, and Xiao Ling knows the most about the middle of the night inside and outside the hotel.

The lights are out, but the doors are still open.

Xiao Ling turned on the light and sat down next to the computer.

The huge numbers on the monitor told Xiao Ling that it was 02:23, and yes, it was almost half past two.

It's strange, eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, is it okay?

Didn't there be a fight in the back building?

Didn't Xiao Ming go to the yard?

That's right, yard!

Xiao Ling suddenly came to his senses, picked up the flashlight, and rushed across the kitchen to the yard.

The kitchen door, indeed, was not closed.

In the courtyard, it was still dark. I didn't install a street lamp outside the kitchen door, so I had to use the skylight to illuminate it.

It's a little strange today that this spot is actually foggy.

The fog was so thick that the flashlight couldn't illuminate the door of the back building.

I don't even know if the door is open.

Since you can't see clearly, let's go and take a look.

Xiao Ling looked down at the road and gently walked onto the stone road that he had paved with his own hands.

The feeling of the small pebbles on the soles of his feet hurting made Xiao Ling more and more vigilant.

Not long after he walked out, Xiao Ling looked back at the front building.

The upstairs occupants all seemed to be resting – except for the one on the second floor.

Is that the uncle? Is he still cutting films?

There was no one at the kitchen door, and it seemed that Mom didn't get up.

Xiao Ling turned his head and walked to the door of the back building nervously.

The door was closed, but the lock was unlocked and hung on the door on one side.

This is...... Did anyone get in?

Who is it? When did you get in?

Xiao Ling's head is going to explode!

If Xiao Ming enters this back building, the consequences are really unimaginable!

Xiao Ling shone the flashlight at the place where Xiao Ming had stepped on the pit...... No footprints, no pits.

Xiao Ling gently pushed the door open.

The world inside the door is already familiar to Xiao Ling.

Behind the door of the child, there was a pile of dust and a pair of footprints.

The rest of the time, it's a trail of sweeping.

Now no matter when this door is opened, Xiao Ling doesn't even feel scared.

But!

When Xiao Ling pushed the door open, he was still frightened!

Than the first time I opened the door in the middle of the night, I was still scared.

The moment he opened the door, Xiao Ling was attracted by the corner of the staircase!

In that dimly lit corner, there was a man standing!

Yes, very clearly, a shadow of a person!