Chapter 8: Horror Novels
"......!"
Li Zhengyang's neck was thick and his face was red, remembering that since he started writing, it had been a long time since he had drunk so happily. He burped and put his arms around a fat book fan sitting next to him and said:
"The food is gone, but the wine is still there, you go downstairs and urge again, why don't you serve us food for so long!"
"Urge! I'm going to ...... now."
The fat book lover was also drunk in a daze, nodded subconsciously, shook it in two steps, and walked to the elevator in three steps.
At this time, Li Zhengyang sat on the side again, and there was a middle-aged man with glasses next to him, who seemed to have drunk too much.
"Hey! Get up and drink another bottle! ā
Li Zhengyang rudely dragged this person up, and then because he dragged it too hard, he saw this person spit out with a "say".
"I'm cĒo, don't vomit here, go to the toilet, go downstairs and vomit!"
Urged by Li Zhengyang beside him, although the middle-aged man with glasses was very uncomfortable, he could only cover his mouth and rush to the elevator.
"Noodles, real noodles, I'll vomit this little wine!"
Li Zhengyang smiled to himself, and then rubbed it to the side again, and he saw a scene that made him a little unbelievable.
"Why do you look like nothing is going on?" When Li Zhengyang said this, he didn't forget to rub his eyes.
"Because we're not in that mood."
The answer was a delicate young man with bright eyes.
"Not in the mood? What is this called? Never mind...... I don't care, it's rare for me to be happy today, you can drink another bottle with me. ā
Li Zhengyang had already drunk too much at this time, and he was drunk and couldn't stop burping while talking, looking like he would vomit at any time.
Strictly speaking, this can be regarded as a kind of venting, a kind of deliberate drunkenness. He's been so suppressed lately that no one can understand the pain he's suffering. There was no one to help him, so he had no choice but to try to forget, even though he knew it would be difficult.
"Drink!"
After Li Zhengyang finished speaking, he didn't care what those people thought of him, so he picked up the full bottle of wine and "goo-goo-goo", and soon another bottle of beer was in his stomach.
At this time, two more waiters came up with hot dishes, which seemed to have just come out of the pot. Li Zhengyang smirked at "them", and "they" put the dishes on the table with a cold expression, and then turned around and went downstairs without a sound.
"They're weird, they're like dead people!"
Li Zhengyang spat on the ground in dissatisfaction. However, his voice had just fallen. I heard a man over there say:
"It looks like you didn't drink too much, and you can still recognize them as dead, yes."
"Who do you say is dead!" Li Zhengyang glared angrily at the man whose bangs were covered, mistakenly thinking that he was cursing himself.
"Who do you think is dead?" The man didn't seem to have an explanation, and he flicked his neck like I wanted to squirt you.
"Okay, Mr. Li, please sober up." This time it was the same young man who spoke.
"Sober? I've always been sober! Li Zhengyang felt that the man's words were a little inexplicable.
"Are you sure you're awake now?" The young man chuckled softly, and then he pointed to the huge round table in front of them and said:
"Open your eyes and take a good look to see if there's something missing compared to when we first came in?"
Li Zhengyang followed the man's finger and looked blankly ahead. Then he muttered:
"What's missing?"
Li Zhengyang looked at the man puzzled, and the man explained helplessly:
"When we came, there were three buses full of no less than sixty people at the whole round table. But look at the present...... There were only seven of us left!
Those people are gone! ā
The man's words were like a thunderclap. At this time, a "boom" exploded in Li Zhengyang's mind. It was only then that he suddenly reacted, and from the time they ate, the number of people became smaller and smaller, and the place began to become more and more open.
"Where are they?" Li Zhengyang shouted like a ghost.
"Maybe it's going to the bathroom. Maybe it's home, or maybe it's ...... became a pot of dishes, and stayed quietly at this round table. ā
The young man spoke in a loud voice, though. But listening to Li Zhengyang's ears, he was shocked into a cold sweat. The little bit of alcohol that had accumulated before instantly seeped out of the body with cold sweat.
He seemed to remember, he asked Sister Zhang to go downstairs to urge the vegetables at first, and then the dishes came up but Sister Zhang didn't come up. Later, he asked a female book fan to urge the food, but the food came up, but the female book fan never came up.
After that, whether someone goes to the toilet, or urges the food, or goes downstairs to pick up something, as long as they go down, they never come up again, but the speed at which the food comes up suddenly becomes extremely fast.
In other words, after they take the elevator down again, they turn into vegetables and come up again!
Li Zhengyang's eyes widened in fright, and then he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and began to dial Sister Zhang without believing in evil, but every time he dialed, what came out of the loudspeaker was:
"Sorry, the call you made is not in the service area, or it is turned off......"
Looking down at the screen of his phone, he found that the signal bar on his phone was still blank.
"It's ...... This is...... Transmigration!!! ā
Li Zhengyang finally remembered something, so he heard him sit on the ground, and then began to yell as if he had seen a ghost.
"Reincarnation? What do you mean? The young man sitting on the side asked puzzled at this time.
"Reincarnation! It's reincarnation! Is that...... That's a curse!! ā
Li Zhengyang is completely sober up now, or he is more energetic now than ever. Because he finally remembered what he had thought was familiar before. It's this hotel, it's the number of floors in this hotel, it's all the process they have come here!
invited his fan group to dinner, and then strayed into a different degree hotel from another dimension, which is the fifth chapter in his book "The Curse of Xenomorphism" - the curse of reincarnation.
"Sue me, what the hell is going on, what kind of reincarnation curse?" The young man was still asking Li Zhengyang unrelentingly.
Li Zhengyang's teeth kept chattering, and he took more than a dozen deep breaths in a row before he answered:
"This is the curse of reincarnation in "Xenomorphic Curse", and this qiÄ that just happened, if you think about it carefully, isn't it the fifth chapter of Xenomorphic curse!"
"You mean to say that we are in your novel and are suffering from a curse created by you?"
After the young man finished speaking uncertainly, he glanced at the people around him, and a different surprise appeared on his face.
There is no doubt that these few people who have remained calm until now are Xiao Mo who followed the tips of this incident and mixed into Li Zhengyang's fan group. (To be continued......)