Liu Xiangqian has been in a state of distraction since then. The doctor came to check the ward, but he blocked the door, which made the doctor nervous. When the security guard banged on the door, he directly hit Liu Xiangqian against the wall. There was another rush of chaos.

Liu Xiangxiang Mu was dumbfounded and let the doctor fiddle with it. The doctor did not dare to inform Liu Xiangqian's wife and called his secretary. The secretary could only watch dryly, his expression was unpredictable, and he was worried, but he was not worried about Liu Xiangqian. I guess he's worried about what he's going to do with such a boss.

The phone was later taken out from under the bed, and the screen was cracked, and it couldn't be turned on, and it was completely broken.

Liu Xiangqian is very afraid of mobile phones, and nervously makes people throw away their mobile phones. The secretary wanted to buy him a new phone, but he refused.

Rego didn't come to Liu Xiangqian again. Liu Xiangqian didn't dare to relax, and asked the secretary to invite the master.

The secretary's face was strange, "Would you like a Taoist priest?" ”

"Whatever! Monks, Taoist priests, Mr. Yin and Yang, as long as it works! There are also things to ward off evil spirits in the town, you can buy as much as you want! Liu Xiangqian's eyes were bloodshot.

I was in the hospital room, watching what looked like it had been edited.

Liu Xiangqian's mental state slowly calmed down from extreme madness. Especially after the secretary really found two monks to chant the scriptures for him, and acquired some mysterious collections, Liu Xiangqian regarded the fact that Rego no longer came to harass him, and regarded these things as having a role, and believed in them even more.

From beginning to end, he did not suspect the hotel. He thinks Rego is haunted.

But he didn't want the hotel anymore, and wanted to sell it, but he couldn't find a suitable seller. Because he doesn't treat the hotel as a hot potato, he also has to consider the price when selling the hotel.

The dream danced the scene, Liu Xiangqian and his wife were hospitalized together and discharged together. Liu Xiangqian's wife was well conditioned and refreshed, Liu Xiangqian solved a major matter in his heart, and his spirits improved, and he seemed to be really cured.

Soon, it was the day of the accident at the Junli Hotel.

I saw Liu Xiangqian's calendar, but the dream stayed in the early morning of the day of the incident.

Liu Xiangqian began to dream again.

As soon as he fell into a dream, he was in a dark space. At first he was not afraid, and he was still asleep. He could feel the soft touch beneath him, not the bed, but the carpet. He rubbed the carpet in a dull mind. The carpet rustled. His consciousness gradually came to his senses.

Rustling...... Rustling...... Rustling......

Liu Xiangqian didn't move, but the sound of the carpet being rubbed was still ringing, and it sounded around Liu Xiangqian's body, as if there were many people rubbing the carpet around.

Liu Xiangqian's eyes were only dark, and his ears were filled with the sound of "rustling". He moved his body, reached out and fumbled, and found something.

The rustling continues.

Liu Xiangqian didn't know what was under his hand for a while. He touched, and I also traced in my mind the shape of what he touched.

Soon, both he and I froze.

It was a leather shoe, and it was a leather shoe that someone was wearing.

Rustling...... Rustling...... Rustling......

Liu Xiangqian retracted his hand, listened carefully, and could hear the same sound in those rustling sounds, and if he felt it carefully, he could also feel the chaotic and slight air current.

My vision was dark, but the scene I imagined in my mind was the floor of the hotel, covered with soft carpets, and people walked without sound, but there were many people standing here, rubbing their feet against the carpet strangely.

Liu Xiangqian probably thought of this scene like me, and trembled slightly. There was that rustling sound beneath him, too.

Syllable!

A light came on.

Liu squinted his eyes forward and saw a small area illuminated by the light. There was no one, and the rustling stopped. Under the light is a copper number nailed to the wall - 13.

Liu Xiangqian's eyes widened.

Squeak Squeak......

Strange voices came from the brass number.

Liu Xiangqian didn't dare to move. He still remembered the rustling sound and the feet he touched, and tried his best to shrink his body.

Squeak Squeak......

The two numbers moved forward with the sound, and suddenly, the two numbers fell together.

Liu Xiangqian was frightened by the movement.

There were six small holes in the wall, which were the traces left by the previous hanging numbers and nails, and when the light shone them, they were six ugly little black dots. Colored smoke erupts from the black hole, giving it a bizarre effect under the light. As the smoke cleared through the hallway, the shadow of someone appeared in the colored smoke.

They freeze in different movements.

Liu Xiangqian subconsciously held his breath.

At this moment, all the lights in the corridor turned on, but it was not the soft light that Liu Xiangqian saw in his last dream, but the colored lights. The lights flickered non-stop, and the sound of loud music came from nowhere.

The people posing in the smoke began to dance wildly to the music as if they had heard the password, and the shouts, whistles, and cheers of people exploded.

The figures didn't see each other, and they couldn't see what they were wearing, only the silhouettes of people, but they could tell men and women from the curves of their bodies, and they could see different hairstyles.

They were jumping, their feet rubbing against the carpet, and the floor clattering, and even the carpet couldn't stop it.

Liu Xiangqian was so frightened that he lost his mind, and when his mind was blank, he was lifted up by the people around him.

"Ahh Liu Xiangqian screamed.

His cries were muffled by the sound of music and the surrounding crowd.

The men lifted him aloft like a conveyor belt and sent him to the other side of the hallway.

Liu waved his arms forward, instinctively struggling, but those hands firmly clamped him down, and it hurt to catch him. He couldn't even hear the voice he screamed. The light above his head flickered so brightly that the smoke burrowed into his airways, causing his lungs to swell and ache.

The hallways were too crowded for me to avoid these people or the smoke and lights. But luckily, they didn't seem to sense my presence, and I couldn't touch them. I followed Liu Xiangqian and saw him being taken to a room with an open door.

A room in the hallway, only this room has an open door.

The door was open, it was clean inside, there was no human figure, not even the smoke drifted in.

Liu Xiangqian was thrown directly in, and after being thrown in, the door closed automatically with a "bang".

I saw the room number.

Not 13XX, but 2107.

In fact, the rooms in this corridor are not numbered correctly, and there are rooms on all floors.

I felt a chill.

2107, I have an impression of this room number. Yuan Kang entered this room and sighed at the empty scaffolding outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Wei Xiaozhong died on the scaffolding outside.

Now, in front of that floor-to-ceiling window, the heavy curtains are drawn tightly.

The door of the room blocks out the noise outside, and the room is lit with warm lights to relax.

Liu Xiangqian had a feeling of being in a different world, and his head was still dizzy and heavy. He got up from the ground and sat down weakly, right in front of the curtains.

Rustle Rustle –

A machine sounds from the window to the curtain, and the curtain opens automatically.

Liu Xiangqian looked nervously at the window, the fear in his body was like a tide, lapping on his heart wave after wave.