When people are passionate, this pleasure is unimaginable, and emotions will also change with the environment, which is a physiological change, and those who try the forbidden fruit will have a wonderful chemical reaction in their bodies. www.biquge.info In this gloomy room, with a burst of gasps and a vague moan, the night deepened.

Song Ji, who was lying on his lover's body, suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, hell! He lifted his feet and hurriedly lifted his pants. Yes, there are people. Ah Rong also stood up in a panic, wrapped his coat tightly, very tight, and on his crimson cheeks, two messy eyes, scanned indiscriminately.

"Bastard!" Song Ji scolded, actually deflated at this critical moment, he couldn't suppress the resentment in his heart, and walked towards the partition on the left side of the room. "Don't hide, I saw you, you dog/mother, let me catch you, I have to pick your skin." He angrily broke into the compartment, and sure enough, there was a person hiding inside. "So it's really you bastard! No wonder I feel familiar, you're sick, right? Do it! Song Ji was hysterical, and he wanted to go up and grab him on the head and slap him a few times.

Looking at the other party quietly, Song Ji is not as tall as him, and as for doing it, it is purely a fantasy in his head. "Zhao Xing, where did I offend you, so that I have to go against me everywhere? Do I owe you anything in my last life? ”

Song Ji lowered his head and buckled the belt, he shook his head and sighed: "You are talking, I ......" When he looked at Zhao Xing again, he instantly felt that something was wrong. The confused eyes stayed on the other party's stiff face, Song Ji stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched the cold face. "Oh, my God."

Panting, he immediately retreated from the cubicle and whispered: "Ah Rong, let's get out of here, something is wrong, Ah Rong, hurry, go quickly!" He looked at the woman, and the image was frozen in her coat. Oh, no, Ah Rong, no! No! Song Ji screamed in horror, seeing with his own eyes that his lover had become a wax figure, and before he had time to shed tears of sorrow, he turned around and ran away. Oh, hell, hell! ”

However, in the end, in this dark night, the lights of the wax museum were quietly extinguished and blended into the darkness, and everything was so secluded in the depths of the dense forest. The only record of the jungle footsteps that this group of people had been to was also gradually covered up in the cold wind.

The frost of the north wind comes early, and the climate is lazy and sleepy, and not only that, but the morning finches in the mountains do not brave the biting cold snap to go out to feed, and the frosted branches and leaves of the bushes oozed a few drops of dew. In the remote town, several cars appeared one after another.

Until the bright warm sun in the sky poked his head out, and the dark earth was gradually illuminated, Mu Tianyu, who came out of the room, went straight downstairs. At the front desk, I happened to see the old man again, he was still wearing the big cotton jacket with that color, and his complexion was much better than yesterday. The innkeeper recognized Mu Tianyu at a glance, he greeted him with a smile and stepped forward to say hello. "Little friend, how did you sleep last night? I didn't delay you. "Last night's chatter lasted until one o'clock in the morning.

"It's nice, it's quiet, and it's been until now." Mu Tianyu looked out of the open gate, and there was no one on the desolate street. "By the way, is there a supermarket around here? I need to prepare something. ”

"There is a "Yongyi" to the north, although it is a national chain, but the things in it are not complete, after all, this is a remote town, it is very troublesome to import and export goods, and the amount of goods in the town is not large, and the goods will be updated almost every other month. The old man shook his head, looking depressed. The last time I replaced the flashlight, after paying for it, it took me more than two months to get it, which was slower than my cleaning room. ”

Mu Tianyu smiled slightly, just turned around, but remembered something again, and asked: "Did you clean the hotel room by yourself?" ”

The old man nodded. "I used to have an hourly job and he would be in charge of cleaning the hotel. The people who come here to stay are usually outsiders. But now the number of immigrants is getting smaller and smaller, and if there are not many rooms, I will clean it myself. He looked at Mu Tianyu's frowning and thoughtful gaze and asked, "What's wrong?" Is it because the room is not cleaned? Or is there a foul smell in it? ”

"Oh, no." Mu Tianyu shook his head. "Do you remember the last time you cleaned room 206?"

“206？”

"Yes, it's the bedroom I live in."

“206？” The old man pondered for a moment, but to no avail, and then checked the check-in records again. "Room 206? There is a record on it, about a month ago, someone moved in. What's wrong? Did something happen? The old man's eyes were surprised and his emotions were uneasy. Could it be that there is a corpse inside! Oh no, how could this horror movie end up in my hotel. ”

"No, no, no......" Mu Tianyu hurriedly shook his head and denied: "I accidentally found a diary under the bed in the room. As he spoke, he took out the diary made of brown paper from his bag and put it at the front desk. I'm guessing it's probably the last guest, maybe you can change it for him. ”

"This, this diary!" The old man spoke in a heavy tone, and he stared directly at the diary at the front desk, but he didn't reach out to touch it, and this familiar impression gradually surfaced in the depths of his mind.

Mu Tianyu saw his strange expression, and asked curiously, "What?" Have you seen it? It rested next to the carpet, under the bed. ”

"You, have you read it?" The old man looked up at Mu Tianyu directly, and hurriedly asked, "Have you opened this diary?" ”

(Yes, I flipped it open.) Mu Tianyu wanted to answer truthfully, but according to the old man's complex emotions at the moment, I am afraid that it is more taboo about this, so he shook his head and said: "No, I haven't read it yet, I just went out to sort things out, and I accidentally found it." ”

"Oh, thank goodness." The old man sighed for a long time, cold sweat overflowed on his forehead, his eyes were messy, and after looking around at no one, he whispered to Mu Tianyu: "This thing is an ominous thing, you can't touch it, you must not touch it." He seemed to be very afraid of this diary, and his body involuntarily moved to the other side. This thing, called the "Death Diary", was originally brought by a middle-aged man from outside, and the day after he checked into the hotel, he had an accident and died in his room. Oh, you don't know, it was very bad for my hotel, and for weeks after that, no one came to visit, and then the police made an investigation and announced that it was a drug-related death. But this ghost concluded that it was okay to deceive others, but it couldn't hide it from me, because the body of the deceased was the first one I found. ”

The old man's face was gloomy, and his hand holding the pen trembled as he scribbled a few hasty strokes on the wooden table, and then, in the light that continued to shine from the window, he recounted the horrors of the day.

[When the dawn came, when the first faint light was reflected on the bedroom screen, reflecting the trajectory of the new day, I got up, even if I was still in a state of confusion. I'm always anxious to wake up early, after all, my life has entered the countdown, and there is nothing more reassuring for me than to see the world more.

However, that day, strangely, from the moment I opened my eyes, something was destined to happen.

As usual, I opened the door passage of the hotel, usually late at night, and only needed to open the door of the promenade. But as soon as I pushed open the door of the passageway, I was greeted by a foul stench, like a rotting corpse in a cemetery, or a floating corpse soaked in a lake, and the sensation almost made me vomit instantly. I hurriedly covered my mouth and nose, fearing that the gas would get into my lungs, and then I saw the corpse on the side of the street, a dead cat, striped, black and gray.

I went up to look around, didn't dare to get too close, and after making sure that the smell was coming from, I went back to the hotel, called the police station, and asked the police to deal with the matter. This is not a small matter, especially for me as a businessman, I have always been taboo about these things. If dealing with a dead cat brings me bad luck, that's not what I want to see, especially if it's supposed to be handed over to the police in case it's involved in a major case.

Oh, my damn mouth, I really want to scold myself, and then this momentum, and I want to slap myself a few times. Because it's really what I said, and its death involves a major event.

Until the police car disappeared from my sight, I was still in a very impetuous state, which was really penetrating, sometimes standing outside the gate smoking a cigarette, staring at the blank space of the street, as if the dead cat was still lying there, and the air was filled with a suffocating stench. I was greeted by several travelers, but I ignored them and seemed extremely rude, and I really don't know what they would think.

Then I remembered that it was early autumn, the town was located in the basin, and the temperature at night was less than 10 degrees, which was about the same as the temperature in the fruit and vegetable crisper on the lower level of my kitchen refrigerator. I remember smoking a cigarette on the side of the street before going to bed at 10 o'clock last night, and at that time there was no cat's carcass, not even a cat meow.

In just a few hours, in an environment of less than ten degrees, the corpse will decompose to such an extent? Oh, no, wait, I didn't see the corpse, and from a long distance I could confirm that it was a dead cat, so I didn't know the extent of the decomposited corpse, but I did smell a foul smell.

This doubt only stayed in my mind for a cup of tea, and then I got carried away, after all, I am not a detective, nor is I a decryptor, let alone a cat's corpse, what is there to explore.

It has been past lunch, 314 traveler has not come to confirm the information, according to the record he registered yesterday, only one day of stay, if you want to continue to stay, you must fill in the check-in certificate before 2 pm. I thought it was almost time, but he didn't show up for a long time, and I suspect he might have checked out, but he wouldn't be so busy that he didn't even get his deposit back.

With curiosity, I went up to the third floor. It was around one o'clock in the afternoon when the dazzling sunlight shone through the glass of the skylight, illuminating the entire third floor. It was as if I was walking on a road paved with heaven by sun baths, but my heart was particularly heavy. Staying outside the door of room 314, the door was closed, I hesitated, but did not knock.

To be honest, my approach was dishonorable and not even professional, it was closer to voyeurism, except that I didn't put my ear to the door. But then again, it's surprisingly quiet, like a tsunami in a picture frame, seemingly choppy, but without a sound. He must be gone, definitely, but what caused him to not have time to check out, although the deposit is not important, but his approach, I am dissatisfied. It turns out that today I am restless and worried, just because of this!

Then, I took out the spare key, but I was stunned to find that the door could not be opened, and the key must be fine, unless it was locked inside! Oh hell, he's not gone yet! I immediately panicked, and if he sued me for snooping on my privacy and trespassing on me, I was afraid that I would be punished by the law.

"Oh, sorry, I went to the wrong door, I'm sorry." It was also my subconscious reaction to be in a hurry, and I immediately said apologetically: "Sorry, I'm sorry to disturb." I turned away, but then stopped walking, and there was still no sound coming from inside. After a while, I decided to do an interview as a hostel.

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock...... I knocked on the door of Room 314.

"Hello sir, sir, are you there?"

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

I struck four times, each harder and louder, but it was the same ending. Later, I felt that something was wrong, and the degree of nervousness in my heart became more and more exaggerated, especially when I thought of the dead cat I saw in the early morning, did it really bring bad luck!

Seeing that the door of room 315 was open, I immediately walked in and went straight to the window. Luckily, I wasn't afraid of heights, so I climbed to the outer wall, which was relatively safe, and then I moved towards the window opening of room 314 next to me. At this time, I vaguely heard someone screaming and heckling on the street, but I ignored it until I saw it!

The middle-aged man lying on the sofa, his face covered with blood, no, his mouth full of blood, his pupils were hideous, and he was staring at me! Immediately, I was so frightened that my limbs went limp, and I almost fell off the outer wall. Leaning on the window railing, barely supporting my weak body, I felt the viscous liquid in my hands, it turned out that there were blood stains on the window railing, as if something had fallen from here.

I looked back in amazement, and directly below, on the side of the street in the empty space, I seemed to see the black shadow again, the corpse, a dead cat, striped, black and gray.

Then I immediately called the police, and when the police broke down the door, it turned out that the man had already lost his breath, but after they removed the body, I found a strange thing on the bedside table, a brown paper diary. (To be continued.) )