Chapter 17: Your grandfather isn't dead yet

"Let me out, you said that you would only lock me up for three years, and you didn't keep your promises......"

The woman banged frantically on the hallway door, screaming like a mad beast.

However, a few seconds later, a sound similar to a cow's roar came from behind that door. When the voice sounded, the woman's frantic screams died down, and dead silence returned to behind the door.

I looked nervously at the hallway door, and it didn't take long to see the black cat come out of the crack in the hallway door, and seemed to burp enough, and lazily returned to the reception desk and lay down.

After watching the black cat stretch out its scarlet tongue and lick its lips, I shuddered and subconsciously moved two steps to the side.

Just now, whether the woman was a human or a ghost, it seemed that she had been eaten by this black cat......

"Gott~"

I retched, and I couldn't help but think of the things that the bloodied man had eaten the night before.

Just as my stomach was churning, a person appeared at the door of the hotel, standing outside and looking at me.

"Village Chief?!" I blurted out that I couldn't care about the discomfort in my stomach at this time, and walked towards the gate.

However, as soon as I took two steps, I stopped in my steps.

I gasped as I stared at the old village chief's feet.

Under the light of the lights, the old village chief is the same as last night's tiger and splasher, and there is no shadow!

I didn't dare to go any further, and the old village chief didn't seem to dare to enter the hotel gate, so we looked at each other like fools.

After a few breaths, the old village chief had a stiff and strange smile on his face, put a backpack in front of the hotel gate, turned around and left quickly, and the figure quickly disappeared into the night outside.

I hesitated, walked briskly to the front door of the hotel, and dragged the bulging backpack into the front desk of the hotel. Although I don't have a good impression of the black cat, it is undeniable that I do feel very safe with it by my side.

I don't know what is in this backpack, anyway, it is quite heavy, when I carefully opened the backpack, after seeing the contents of the backpack, I was directly scared and screamed, and kicked the backpack away in a panic.

A few bloody and round things rolled out of the backpack, they were several human heads that had been skinned, and they were unrecognizable, all of them were angry and round-eyed, very terrifying and bloody.

In addition to the bloody heads, the backpack I kicked over was a set of blood-stained tattered clothes, which my grandfather had worn the night before.

Grandpa has already suffered a tragic accident?

Could it be that among these bloody heads, there is a grandfather's ......

I sat down on the ground with a soft foot, the sadness in my heart could not be suppressed, and my nose was sore and I began to cry bitterly.

"Why are you shitty bastards targeting us?"

"Damn bastards, you don't want to die......"

"Grandpa...... Grandpa......"

"Woo ......"

I had a psychological breakdown, and I went crazy and pulled a few bloody heads over, and I didn't care about any fright, so that my hands were covered with blood and my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't make out which of these skinned human heads belonged to my grandfather.

Just as I was crying and scolding wildly, a pair of little red shoes appeared in front of me, and the disgusted voice of the little girl came to my ears.

"What are you doing with the ghost crying wolf? Your grandfather is not dead yet, I want to cry until he dies, now shut up for me! ”

"Huh?"

Her words suddenly stunned me, raised my head and looked at her in a daze, and said with a crying voice: "You...... How do you know my grandfather isn't dead? ”

The little girl in red pursed her lips and said very casually: "Your grandfather's old fox, if it was so easy to be killed, was crushed and dusted twenty years ago...... Don't cry, like a, it's almost time, pack up the garbage and go back to your room! ”

The little girl's face was full of disgust, and what she said was not very pleasant, but for some reason, my mood was much better, as if I was infected by her calmness.

I wanted to talk to the little girl more, she seemed to know a lot about my grandfather's past, but she yawned and walked to the reception desk, and fell asleep directly on her stomach, and she didn't know what she was doing when she went out, and she looked very tired.

I wiped my tears, put the heads and bloody clothes back into the backpack, took the mop and cleaned the blood from the floor, and looked at the backpack, a little worried.

You can't just throw it out!

"Leave it to me!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a beard appeared at the door of the hotel, and I didn't hear his footsteps, and his sudden opening startled me.

He came to me, picked up his backpack directly, walked towards the hotel with a black face, and muttered in a low voice: "Damn, dare to run here to threaten and warn, it's really fucking long?" ”