Chapter 22: The Red Vase
Suddenly, she saw a black thin arm stretching out from the mouth of the vase, and that hand was clutching Huang Qirun's face, and it was still straining. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Huang Qirun's screams immediately became dull, but they were still very miserable, and his body was still writhing, obviously in extreme pain.
"Enlightenment! What's wrong with you, Qirun? Ahhhh Yang Jianqin was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he didn't dare to approach at all.
Soon, Huang Qirun didn't move. His body was completely paralyzed, but his hands were still clutching the red spherical vase.
"Enlightenment !!" Yang Jianqin let out a heart-rending cry.
The black thin arm was gone, and Yang Jianqin dared to walk over at this time, grabbing Huang Qirun's shoulder and shaking it.
After shaking for a long time, the red vase finally broke away from his hands and rolled to the ground.
The red vase just rolled and rolled under the bed.
Yang Jianqin cried hoarsely for a while, as if he remembered something. She gently lowered Huang Qirun's shoulder, stood up, and walked out.
She was going to tell the others that something had happened to Huang Qirun. Now that it is dark, this is a small village, so we can only ask everyone to go to the hotel staff together to help send him to the hospital and rescue him as soon as possible.
She first came to room 303 on the left, knocking on the door and shouting, "Something's wrong!" Something's wrong! Come here! ”
Soon, she heard footsteps coming from the room.
But the door didn't open for a long time.
Yang Jianqin couldn't wait, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open.
It was pitch black and there was no sound at all.
"Huang Qingxue? Zhang Shan? Yang Jianqin shouted in a trembling whisper.
Silent.
She reached out and fumbled against the wall behind her.
She suddenly felt something cold, bifurcated, like a human hand.
She jerked around, her eyes widening, but she couldn't see anything.
Thinking that her husband was still miserable on the ground, she gritted her teeth, reached out again, felt the switch, and turned on the light.
The room was empty and empty.
Yang Jianqin suspected that he had gone to the wrong room, so he retreated and came back in.
She was not mistaken, this is 303, which is Zhang Shan and Huang Qingxue's room.
She continued to walk inside, checking out the other small rooms.
No one.
She only hesitated slightly, and then left 303 and came to 307. This is the room of the two Xiang Chunping brothers.
After knocking, she heard footsteps again, but no one opened the door. When she opened the door, it was still pitch black inside, and there was no half of a human figure.
She finally felt that something was wrong.
She ran to the lobby on the first floor, ready to go to the staff herself.
The hall was similarly dark.
She was puzzled, because it was only nine o'clock in the evening, and how could there be no one in the hall. How can it be pitch black?
She wanted to shout, but she didn't.
When she returned to her room again, Huang Qirun was gone, only a pool of blood on the ground told her that Huang Qirun was still lying here just now.
"Qirun? Enlightenment? Where are you? ”
No response.
Yang Jianqin sat paralyzed on the bed, she didn't know what to do.
Room 303.
Huang Qingxue put the ring on the ring finger of her left hand and admired it beautifully.
"Look, how's it going? I look good on it, right? Huang Qingxue asked her husband.
"Beautiful."
"Otherwise, let's not sell it, I'll wear it." Huang Qingxue said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
Zhang Shan didn't speak.
Although Huang Qingxue didn't plan to wear it herself, she was still a little annoyed when she saw that Zhang Shan was silent. She snorted and said, "What? Reluctantly? I still ......"
Her words stopped suddenly.
The husband's expression in front of him was extremely cold, his eyes glowed fiercely, and the unfamiliar expression made Huang Qingxue shudder.
She thought that her words had made Zhang Shan angry, so she said: "I'm joking, it's better to sell it for some money." ”
Zhang Shan remained motionless.
Huang Qingxue panicked, put the thumb and index finger of her right hand on the ring, and wanted to take the ring off.
However, no matter how hard she tried, the ring did not move. Soon, her finger was a little swollen, but the ring still hadn't been removed.
"Oops, I can't take it off." Huang Qingxue said in a panic.
She looked up and saw that Zhang Shan's expression was still cold, so she didn't dare to say any more, lowered her head and continued to take off the ring vigorously.
"I really can't take it off." Huang Qingxue raised her head again and said sweatingly.
"I'll pick it for you."
Zhang Shan's tone did not carry any emotional overtones. He pulled Huang Qingxue's left hand, grabbed the ring with his right hand, and pulled it down violently.
An unbearable sharp pain came from his fingers, and Huang Qingxue immediately let out a howl like killing a pig. She looked at her left hand, only to realize that Zhang Shan had pulled the ring down along with her finger.
"Ahh!!hh My fingers! My fingers! Huang Qingxue's eyes were about to crack, and she shouted desperately.
Zhang Shan was unmoved, and threw his fingers on the ground casually.
"Blood! Blood! Huang Qingxue's eyes widened and she looked at her left hand.
The section of the finger that was torn off, the blood flowed like a pour, and the blood gushed out frantically.
"Come and help me! You bastard! Huang Qingxue's eyes glared at Zhang Shan like a beast.
Zhang Shan still looked expressionless.
Huang Qingxue tore off the strip of cloth and wrapped it around her wrist.
The bleeding showed no signs of abating.
"Help me find a doctor!" Huang Qingxue roared.
Zhang Shan still didn't move, his eyes were dull, as if his soul was out of his body.
"I'm going to die if I keep going like this!" Huang Qingxue screamed with all her might.
Zhang Shan suddenly trembled slightly as if he had just woken up from a dream, and immediately looked at Huang Qingxue.
The bloodied hand made Zhang Shan gasp.
"Qingxue! What happened to you? ”
"Help me find a doctor!"
Huang Qingxue's face had turned pale, and she didn't know if it was due to pain or excessive blood loss.
"Good! Good! ”
Zhang Shan rushed out of the room and shouted, "Something happened!" Something's wrong! Come here! ”
He thought that if he shouted like this, several relatives would come over. However, there was no reaction at all. He looked intently and saw that only his room was lit in the entire hallway, and everything else was pitch black.
His heart chuckled, and his instinct told him that something was wrong. Something big is wrong.
He didn't dare to delay, and quickly ran to the hall on the first floor, wanting to ask the staff about it.
The first floor was empty and empty.
Suddenly, he heard voices coming from outside the gate.
"Seven people, but not all of them are alive." An unfamiliar voice said.
"Well, it's true that they are all alive." A young voice said.
"In other words, some of the seven people may have died, and they must have died in this hotel." A girl's voice said.
Zhang Shan felt his brain buzzing.
Who is out there? What are they talking about? What do those words mean?