I hurriedly called Xuan Qing Zhenren, however, Xuan Qing Zhenren's phone could not be reached at all, and the mechanical female voice prompted me that the phone I was dialing was turned off. Please search (product @ book ¥ net) to see the most complete! The fastest update, I hurriedly called Chen Xiaoqiu and told her about it.

"I'm going to contact my uncle." Chen Xiaoqiu dropped a sentence and hung up the phone.

I called Gu Mo's phone again, and Gu Mo's voice was lazy.

"What's wrong?"

"Something happened to the Junli Hotel! Several groups of people went in, but none of them came out! I contacted Xuan Qing and his phone was turned off! I said hurriedly.

Gu Mo's voice hesitated, "How long has it been since the accident?" ”

I looked at the thin man and asked him to ask the people in the live broadcast room.

"People started coming into the hotel at twelve o'clock in the afternoon. This anchor has been squatting for a few days, and he is sure that it is twelve o'clock to watch people go in and count the number of people. The thin man replied, and waited for a while, "There are more than a dozen people in the first batch, and there are less than ten people in the next two batches, and it seems that they all went in to inspect the situation." The people waiting outside have been in a hurry since before, and something must have happened to the people inside. Ah......" The thin man suddenly shouted, "I'm driving people out, the cordon is pulled back a little further, no, I can't shoot the hotel." ”

I turned on the speakerphone, and Gu Mo could also hear the thin man's answer.

"That's it......" Gu Mo dragged out his voice, "Send me the video, I'll take a look with Nangong." ”

The thin man searched for it, and the live video was recorded, and someone had already edited some content and posted it on the Internet. The number of people in this live broadcast room has been rising. The anchor didn't give up, and he couldn't shoot the door of the Junli Hotel, so he filmed the situation of the cordon, and also photographed the reporter who heard the wind, and couldn't help scolding.

After Gu Mo heard this, he went to search on the Internet by himself.

The phone didn't hang up, and I could hear Gu Mo's voice.

"The old way is planted now." Gu Mo suddenly sighed.

"What?" My heart trembled a little, and I always felt that my internal organs were trembling with it, and my limbs were filled with lead, which was too heavy.

"I hear a voice." Gu Mo's voice was very steady, "The kind of music you said, the sound of carnival, the sound of the elevator, the sound of the horse, ......"

"The hotel has changed, I'm afraid, the things in that different space have come to reality." Nangong Yao's voice then sounded, "Also, there is a dead person inside." ”

The fat man also searched for the content edited by netizens.

In a GIF, I saw a ghost disappearing in front of the hotel.

Hotel...... There's more yin.

"That's a ghost, isn't it?" The fat man asked uncertainly.

I nodded.

"Now, what do we do?" I asked Gu Mo and Nangong Yao.

"No way." Nangong Yao's voice was cold.

Gu Mo sighed, and I seemed to be able to see him stretching out his hands and shrugging his shoulders, "We don't have any combat effectiveness at all." ”

"You can ask Ye Qing about it." Nangong Yao came up with an idea.

I look at the thin and the fat.

If you don't go to the Junli Hotel, the thin man is not so afraid.

The fat man drove to the six villages of workers and peasants.

I was going to hang up the phone and say another word to Chen Xiaoqiu and Guo Yujie.

Gu Mo reminded: "Little brother, you have to think clearly. ”

"What?" My thumb is hovering over my phone's screen.

"We're not deeply involved in this matter yet. You're going to ask Yezi, maybe it's related to this matter, and then you won't be able to escape. This is what I told you about death. ”

"Do you just leave it alone? Xuanqing real people are all inside! "I found it unbelievable.

"When we had something, Lao Dao didn't show up." Gu Mo said indifferently.

I was dumbfounded.

Nangong Yao laughed, "Mr. Lin, people like us just need to do things according to our hearts." If you want to save people, then go for it. Sometimes, intuition is right, and thoughtfulness can be bad. ”

Gu Mo didn't pour cold water on it again.

"You two ......," the thin man couldn't hear, "if Brother Qi doesn't die, you two are still ghosts, still dead!" You guys are talking about the wind and cold, have you thought about Brother Qi saving you?! ”

"You're right. That's why I just said, just follow your heart. Nangong Yao's tone was the same as always, "What the mushroom said is right, this is death." This should be clearly recognized before you die. Otherwise, if you really die, I'm afraid you'll become a troublesome demon that we need to find a way to destroy. Judging by your abilities, we certainly won't be able to destroy you, and you risk becoming even more terrifying than any supernatural event you've ever experienced. ”

There was silence in the car.

"Mr. Lin, I hope you think about what you want to do. I believe that even if the five of us and Xuanqing Zhenren die, we will not simply become evil ghosts. Whether you will be able to maintain this sense, we have different opinions. ”

Gu Mo interjected: "I don't think you can do it." You kid sometimes do things like a hot head, you don't think about the consequences, you really die, I'm afraid you're going to regret it. ”

I'm speechless.

Gu Mo continued: "I don't know what Lao Dao thinks, Nangong thinks that you are a good person, even if you can't think about it for a while, it won't cause a big disaster." ”

I continue to have nothing to say.

Nangong Yao said gently: "What exactly you want to do depends on your own choice." Of course, we all want you to live well. ”

The phone hung up.

I held my phone and didn't move for a long time.

The thin man called me worriedly.

"I'm fine. Keep driving. I took a deep breath and patted the fat man.

The fat man's slowed speed was brought up again.

The thin man stared at me, "Brother Qi, are you serious?" ”

I nodded, "I'm not going to be a demon." As I spoke, I clenched my fists.

Gu Mo persisted in that different space for ten years, Nangong Yaohe and the game died for six or seven years, and Ye Qing was still in the office. There are some things they can do, I may not be able to do, but just keep this heart, and I think, I can do it.

"You should say that you won't die." The thin man corrected me solemnly.

I laughed, "yes, I'm not going to die." ”

The thin man sighed, "That's right." He took out his mobile phone, "Then I'll tell Chen Xiaoqiu and them." ”

Neither he nor the fat man persuaded me.

The three of us didn't know each other on the first day, either.

People we know are in danger like this, and if we have the ability, we will always help. If you don't help, you will have a troubled conscience for the rest of your life.

After listening to Gu Mo and Nangong Yao's words, I strengthened this determination.

There are some things that cannot be done, and some concessions that are not allowed. Once a certain bottom line is broken, a person will be completely finished.

I can be sure that I will not become a demon now, but if I give up on Xuanqing Zhenren today and turn a blind eye to what happened at the Junli Hotel, one day, I will definitely become the terrifying evil ghost that Nangong Yao said.

The six villages of workers and peasants soon appeared in front of them.

The fat man parked the car downstairs in Building No. 6.

Chen Xiaoqiu and Guo Yujie didn't come. Last time, Yuan Zhiyi made a fuss, which was a bit conspicuous, which reminded the old residents of Gongnong Sixth Village about Ye Qing and Qingye again, and the old people in the community became a little weird. We don't want to be too visible.

I went upstairs alone, and the fat and thin men waved their fists at me, drove the car away, and waited for me outside the complex.

On the sixth floor, there is still that particularly cold air. I knocked on the door, and was about to pull out the key, when the door opened a crack on its own.

I had a feeling that the door in the depths of the office should not have appeared.

After taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open and walked into the office.

Squeak - click!

After I entered, the door closed automatically.

In the gloomy room, there is not a trace of popularity, and there is no half a figure.

I sat down on the couch and explained the story of the Junli Hotel to the empty sofa opposite.

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