Chapter 469: Room 2107 (2)
Outside the open curtains, it was dark, and Liu Xiangqian's own reflection appeared on the window glass.
Liu Xiangqian may have thought of the mirror image of the elevator moving in the last dream, and when he saw the reflection, he was frightened, turned his head, and subconsciously turned around to leave the room.
His hand stretched out desperately and grasped the doorknob. The fat body was on its knees, its belly and thighs crowded together.
The cold touch in his hand made Liu Xiangqian's head sober up a little.
There are equally horrible things outside the door, perhaps even more terrifying than inside the house, at least in numbers, and more outside the door.
The sweat on Liu Xiangqian's body dripped to the ground, and his palms began to sweat, which made his hands slip.
Click!
There was a crunch in the door lock.
Liu Xiangqian was like a frightened bird, let go of his hand, and stared at the door.
The door didn't open.
Liu Xiangqian sighed. His face was full of old age, and after a while, he became much older.
Knock knock!
There was a knocking sound behind him.
Liu Xiangqian, who had just had a false alarm, instinctively turned back.
The sound came from the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if someone had knocked on the window, and it was from outside.
Liu Xiangqian, who turned around, saw that it was still dark outside the window, and there was no change from before.
Boom –
Suddenly, a dark shadow fell from above the window and hung outside the window.
Liu Xiangqian made a strange sound of "ho-ho" in his throat, as if phlegm was blocking his throat.
I was also taken aback by this thing, and a layer of white sweat broke out on my back. When I looked closely, there was a person hanging outside.
He was hung upside down with a thread running from under his crotch to above, and a large plate was gagged in his mouth that covered his face. He could see the other end of the thread running through the plate, and he could imagine it running through his body.
The man's limbs drooped and his posture was strange.
This is also what the corpse looks like in my dreams.
It's Wei Xiaozhong. Even if this person's face was blocked by the plate, I could tell that this person was Wei Xiaozhong.
Even if I had guessed before, I still felt shudder when I saw Wei Xiaozhong hanging outside like this.
Boom!
Wei Xiaozhong swayed, his hand clenched into a fist, and slammed on the glass window.
Liu Xiangqian's body jumped and looked at Wei Xiaozhong in horror.
Wei Xiaozhong was struggling. The ends of the rope seemed to be soaked in blood, turning a blinding red in the darkness.
Boom!
Wei Xiaozhong hit the glass window again.
Boom!
He shook even harder.
Liu Xiangqian was so frightened that he couldn't move, and he wanted to close his eyes in embarrassment and not look at it.
A hand stretched out from behind Liu Xiangqian's back, and his fingers forcefully pulled Liu Xiangqian's eyelids apart.
Liu Xiangqian's eyes rolled around in the frame. He was so scared that he couldn't even make that "ho-ho" sound.
"Look. You see how it kills people. That's how I was killed by him. It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Because you didn't stop the construction, I'm dead! ”
The person behind Liu Xiangqian is Wei Xiaozhong.
Smack!
The man outside the window slammed into the floor-to-ceiling window, and the porcelain plate that was blocking his face shattered along with the windowpane.
The thread that hung him lost its hold, and he slipped straight off the thread, falling down with broken glass.
I could see the person outside the window clearly, the face was exactly the same as Wei Xiaozhong's, but the face was grotesque, with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, a bit like a monster in the movie who occupies a human body and is not used to human appearance.
But he was joyful, and fell with joy.
Boom!
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from below.
"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"
In the next second, laughter came from below, accompanied by the sound of brisk footsteps, and gradually disappeared.
Liu Xiangqian trembled, and Wei Xiaozhong, who suddenly appeared behind him, still didn't let him go, holding his eyes tightly. Liu Xiangqian wanted to turn his eyes away, and Wei Xiaozhong's fingers pressed down, as if to pull out his eyeballs.
Liu Xiangqian didn't dare to move, not even his eyes.
I saw Wei Xiaozhong's resentful expression. He stared hatefully at the back of Liu Xiangqian's head, his mouth full of blood, and the blood even dripping on his chest.
Da!
A hand reached out from outside the shattered floor-to-ceiling window, grabbing at the edge of the window. Then the other hand came up.
Liu Xiangqian trembled even more.
Those two hands are weird. The first one is normal, and the latter is reversed, with the palm facing up and the back of the hand pulling on the ground.
The hand that stretched out more was outstretched, and the normal hand became abnormal. At the elbow, bones pierced out, and the cracked flesh twisted into twists. The abnormal hand continues to crawl in that unnatural way, and the whole arm is carried on the back.
The man's face was not revealed, and he leaned sideways and stretched one leg into the room first. The knee of that leg is folded in half in reverse and the position is awkward. With such a severely fractured body, he was still able to climb up to the room, turned his head, and showed an exaggerated smile to Liu Xiangqian.
Liu Xiangqian opened his mouth, and there were names shouting wildly in his mind, but he couldn't get his vocal cords out.
The name in his head was Rego.
Rego entered the room like this, and walked towards Liu Xiangqian with this severely fractured body.
Liu Xiangqian's brain was already in chaos, and his mind began to go berserk.
Rego stretched out his bent hand to Liu Qianqian. The hand was cold and piercing, touching Liu Xiangqian's head, making Liu Xiangqian's mind frozen.
At that moment, a light appeared in the room.
Both Rego and Wei Xiaozhong screamed, letting go of Liu Xiangqian, reaching out to block the bright light shooting in from overhead.
I squinted and saw that the light was shining from the hallway lamp above Liu Xiangqian's head.
What else does this hotel want to do?
Syllable!
The light bulb overhead burst open, and the broken glass fell on Liu Xiangqian.
It was pitch black.
Liu Xiangqian opened his eyes in reality, snorting and panting. His wife slept soundly beside him, and he lay in a cold sweat until dawn.
After dawn, a new day begins.
Liu Xiangqian was reluctant to give up, holding the newly bought collectibles at home, and asked the secretary to invite the master to come back and recite the scriptures.
In the evening, the secretary called Liu Xiangqian in a panic and told him about Wei Xiaozhong's suicide by jumping off the building.
Liu Xiangqian hung up the phone and hesitated for a long time before calling the secretary again and asking him to send the details to his mailbox.
"Detailed, detailed corpse...... Also, where he died, how he died, send it over! "Liu Xiangqian is like a trapped beast.
After seeing the video taken by the witnesses, Liu Xiangqian changed from a trapped beast to an old beast waiting to die.
He held the mouse's hand and trembled with the mouse. The mouse taps on the desktop with a "click-click" sound, which is deafening in the silence of the office.
The police soon came to the door, and Liu Xiangqian's mental state naturally missed the words. It was only then that he was somewhat convinced that Rego's words were true. The hotel, really alive, is the hotel killing. Otherwise, there is no way to explain it. Just one Rego, it can't be like that.
I saw Chen Yihan who came to investigate the case, but I didn't know what I should do now.
I didn't even remember until now that I had entered this dream because I had been attacked by Liu Xiangqian's ghost in the morgue.
My real-life body...... Are you okay now?