At the end of the meeting, the painting spirit went to ask Master Liu about the fight in the ancient flower forest. She wanted to know who those ancient people were www.biquge.info why they fought to the death, and who won that fight?

Master Liu said that in fact, he did not know much about the specific situation. That was a thousand years ago, and he had traveled there a few times when he was practicing traversing, and he hadn't really figured out the reason for the fight. He didn't quite know who they were. He was excited to be able to cross it, but when he saw that there was a fight and felt dangerous, he hurried away.

He added that, in his opinion, the fight seemed to be related to a divine weapon, and that they seemed to be fighting for some special broadsword.

"Divine Weapon, Broadsword?" When the painting spirit heard this, he suddenly remembered the great sword that seemed to be able to dominate other weapons. She also recalled that the man seemed to have recited a few incantations, and the broadsword "buzzed", and then it was able to get all the weapons out of the hands of the man, and fight back against the enemy together.

Thinking of this, he told Master Liu about the situation.

Master Liu nodded and said:

"As things stand, there is no indication that there is any necessary connection between this matter and the problems we are facing. We don't need to bother to understand this. Let's go and prepare for tomorrow's energy detection first, after all, our energy is limited, and we can't afford to think too much. ”

After hearing this, the painting spirit felt that it made sense, she nodded, and then went back to the room with the only one.

After the painting spirit and the only one returned to the room, neither of them spoke. The painter sat down on the bed in a daze, and only sat on the swivel chair near the window, resting his elbows on the table in front of the swivel chair, and resting his hands on his cheeks.

Although the tour guide said that everyone wanted to go back and prepare for the first round of energy detection tomorrow. But what do they need to prepare? They have no more charms to prepare, and no probing equipment to prepare!

I'm afraid the only thing they can prepare is guts? Go to that ancient town to detect some special energy, I don't know how many goblins will be provoked, right? It will be really scary then, right? Just don't be scared and faint on the spot.

In order to be psychologically prepared, they are silently persuading themselves not to be so afraid, to face it bravely, to persuade themselves to rest well, and to maintain their physical strength.

By midnight, many people were already asleep.

At this time, suddenly somewhere in the corridor, several exclamations of "ah~~ah~~" woke up the sleeping people. This scream seemed to penetrate the nerves of fear in every room and every guest in the hotel, and everyone trembled in their hearts.

Originally, everyone was very scared of the next day's detection, and these few exclamations made the fear in everyone's hearts more obvious and uncontrollable. Some people tremble with fear.

Most of them sat up in fear after lying in fear for a while.

The painting spirit and the only one were also awakened in the room by these screams. The only one sat up first, and the painting spirit hugged the only waist in fear. The only whisper to the painting spirit:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, with me. ”

After a pause, the screaming seemed to stop.

The only one who mustered up the courage to get up and see what was going on, he whispered to the painting spirit:

"Don't go out, I'll go see what's going on. ”

Holding him tightly and shaking his head and refusing to let go, the painting spirit said to him:

"Don't go, I'm afraid! There are Master Liu, the tour guide, and the manager in this hotel! They will go to see what is going on. By the way, isn't there that powerful character, that Dr. Niu? He still has a special agent security team! Don't go out, if there is any danger, what can you do?"

The only thing I heard the painting spirit say like this, I felt that it made sense, so I didn't rush out.

After about a quarter of an hour, the hallway became noisy and seemed to be a crowd of people gathering in the hallway.

The only thing I think is that since there are a lot of people in the corridor, there is probably no danger in the corridor, so it's good to ask about the situation. So, he asked the painter to let go of his hand, he turned on the lamp on the bedside table, and then got up to go out to see the situation.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped him, and she ran out of bed. She turned on the headlights in the room, said she was going too, and told her to go out with some weapons.

However, when they glanced at the room, they were disappointed to find that there were no weapons in this room? Well, in the first place, in a room of an ordinary hotel, how could there be any weapons? Could there be a gun like the one that Dr. Niu's agent security team has? Of course, this is impossible. If it's really that dangerous, and every room needs to be equipped with guns to protect the guests, then who would dare to travel to this place!

As she looked at the room, she thought, and finally she handed her folding easel for sketching to the only one, and she herself walked to the head of the bed, unplugged the lamp on her side, and then picked up the lamp and followed the only one.

The only one who watched the painting spirit pick up the lamp and smiled. Seeing the grim and frightened expression of the painting spirit, he stopped smiling again. Seeing him laughing at her, she smiled too, because of this smile, Hua Ling's frightened mood suddenly relaxed a lot.

In this way, the painting spirit followed behind the only one, and approached the door step by step.

When they reached the door, they listened to the voices outside the door. However, at this time, there was so silence outside the door that there was no sound at all. After listening to it for a while, there was still no sound. They felt a little strange, so they mustered up their courage and slowly opened the door. But there didn't seem to be anyone outside the door, and nothing unusual was noticed.

The two of them looked at each other and decided to walk out. When they crept into the hallway, they saw that there was really no one in the hallway, and nothing was happening.

Didn't you hear a lot of noisy voices just now?

The only one and the painting spirit are very puzzled, what about those people just now, why are they gone so quickly?

They cautiously walked back and forth down the hallway, still not seeing anyone and nothing happening.

They wanted to knock on the doors of other rooms to ask about the situation, but they felt that it was not good to knock on anyone's door in the middle of the night. Besides, I didn't really notice what was going on, and it wasn't good to knock on someone's door in the middle of the night to ask what had just happened.

After hesitating for a long time, the only one and the painting spirit carefully recalled the continuous screams and screams they heard just now, as well as the noisy voices in the corridor, they felt that they were indeed not dreaming just now, but that something had happened.

Moreover, this can't be a dream, how can two people dream exactly the same at the same time?

Although they knew they were not dreaming, there was no one in the hallway, and nothing seemed to have happened.

After discussing it, the two of them decided to go to the service desk to ask about the situation. See what the waiter has to say. With such a continuous scream, it is impossible for their waiters on night duty not to hear it.

When they came to the help desk, they found it empty.

The lights in the lobby of the inn were bright, and they could see everything in the hall, which made them feel a little safe, and nothing seemed to be going on here. They also saw that the glass door of the inn was locked tightly from the outside, and it didn't look like something had happened.

The old grandfather clock in the middle of the hall was still moving unhurriedly, "ticking, ticking", and the "ticking" sound was powerful and regular.

What about people? Isn't there a waiter on duty? Impossible, right? There must be a waiter on duty. But where are they gone?

At this moment, the ancient grandfather clock struck "dang!" Scared the painting spirit and the only two people so much that they almost didn't scream.

When the frightened two looked back, they saw that the time displayed on the large grandfather clock was half past twelve in the middle of the night, and that it was just the chime of the bell just now, and nothing else had happened. That's when they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are we too nervous?" said the painting spirit.

"Really? Are we too nervous? How do we explain the screaming we just heard and the noise of people in the hallway!"

"Did we hear it wrong? Did we hear it in a dream?" asked the painting spirit softly.

"Haven't we all discussed it just now, how can we have the same dream?"

"Well, yes. But you know that this ancient town is very special, what kind of elf ......," the painting spirit said slowly.

"Wait, you see, this...... Where is this?" Before the painting spirit could finish speaking, he touched the painting spirit's arm with his elbow.

"What, what did you say, what did you say?"

At this time, the lights in the hall flashed a few times. The painting spirit was very scared from the moment he walked out of the room, and when he saw the light flashing, he was even more afraid. She looked at the only one. She found that the only face had changed, and she was frightened by fear. The only one looked at her, then turned her head and asked her to look around.

The painting spirit began to observe the situation around him. After she looked at the situation around her, she was also frightened.

It turned out that this room, under the flickering lights, took on a different look. The hall, which had been spacious and bright, suddenly became gloomy and dark. The marble floor tiles have also been transformed into shabby-looking wooden floors that creak when stepped on.

The lamp on the ceiling of the hall has also changed, and it has become a very old style chandelier, which is dimly lit and sways in the middle of the hall.

In the dim light, the furnishings in the hall had also changed, and they all seemed to be wooden furniture in the old style, and they all looked very shabby. Except that the old grandfather clock is still there, everything has changed.

In the middle of the floor, under the old table clock, there was a carpet that was so worn out that it was impossible to see the color and pattern.

Seeing all this, Hua Ling and the only one couldn't help but shudder together. The painter felt the temperature of the entire room begin to drop. She asked, "Do you feel like the temperature in this room has dropped?"

The only one looked at her and said, "yes." But why do I think this room is a little different, dim and shabby?"

"I think let's go back to our room, I'm a little scared. The painting spirit said after approaching the only one in fear.

"Okay. Let's go back to our room. Walk. The only one was terrified, and he said as he took the painting spirit back to his room.

At that moment, in a flickering dim light, they saw someone who appeared to have collapsed at the staircase of the corridor over there.

When he saw this, he was scared. Still, I thought it was time to go and see what was wrong.

"Could it be that the waiter passed out? "The painting spirit asked the only one.

"Seems so. Why did you pass out? What happened to you? Go, let's go and save people. But what if there are bad guys? Be careful. The only voices trembled.

Hua Ling nodded, and at this time, her heart was beating. The two of them held up their weapons aloft in their hands, which were easels and lamps, and walked slowly. They could hear each other's breathing trembling with nervousness and fear, and their legs trembled involuntarily.

When they reached the staircase in the hallway, the lights in the hall didn't seem to flicker, but they still flickered. The wall lamps in the hallways have also become old and dim. Under the dim hall lights and wall lights, they found Xiao Zhao, a uniformed waitress, who had passed out at the staircase of the corridor on this side.

They also found that a waiter had fainted on the stairs. After observing for a while, he noticed that no one else showed up, and no bad guys appeared. But what happened to the inn? How did they faint, how did the hall suddenly change, and why didn't anyone else come out?

The two of them observed, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yang didn't seem to have external injuries, looking at their posture, it seemed that they were frightened and sat on the ground and then fainted. What scared them?

Drawing Spirit and the only one to the two of them began to call and shake the shoulders of both of them. However, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yang just closed their eyes and took a deep breath, and then muttered something, and did not fully wake up.

Hua Linghe only felt that Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yang should be put in a safer place. It's not very safe here, because they feel that they need to help Xiao Yang and Xiao Zhao, and they are afraid that some ghosts and goblins will suddenly come down from the stairs, so that the two of them will be caught off guard, and they will not even have a chance to take weapons, and they will not have a chance to use easels and lamps, which will be dangerous. They felt that the hall was brighter and safer.

Originally, Hua Linghe only wanted to put Xiao Yang and Xiao Zhao on the sofa in the hall. However, when they helped Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yang back to the hall, they found that the comfortable big sofa in the hall was gone, and there were only a few worn-out mahogany chairs placed there. The mahogany chair in the style of a Taishi chair with armrests seems to be very exquisitely made.

Although these mahogany chairs may be very old antiques, they are very appreciative. But at this time, I was already scared, and there were two semi-comatose waiters who had not woken up, so how could they be in the mood to appreciate this? If it is an antique, it is not theirs, it is a hotel, and the value has nothing to do with them. If this kind of mahogany furniture does not have soft seat cushions and back cushions, it is really not as comfortable to sit on as a sofa. Therefore, at this time, they prefer to have the original comfortable sofa instead of mahogany chairs.

They put Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yang on the chairs, but after putting them on, they slowly slipped down. Put it on and slide it down again.

Helplessly, the painting spirit and the only one had to put them on the ground first. Then arrange a few chairs into two large benches, and put them on each other so that they don't slide down again.

Tired and sweaty, the painting spirit and the only one, sat on the other two chairs to breathe, and they no longer felt cold.

Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yang were still babbling something, and it seemed that they were really frightened.

Hua Ling and the only one rested for a while, and shook Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yang's shoulders very hard, and kept calling them to wake them up.

The two people who finally woke up were still confused and didn't know where they were. It took a long time for them to come to their senses.

However, after seeing everything around them clearly, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yang began to scream again because they were afraid. What I didn't expect was that Xiao Yang, a young man, screamed more terrifyingly than Xiao Zhao, a waitress.

Their screams frightened the painting spirit and the only one, and they quickly covered their mouths in shock.

"Oh, it's a pity that you don't sing tenor with your voice. The only one said after covering Xiao Yang's mouth.

"It's a soprano, with his voice, it's not a tenor at all, it's an audio pitch with a soprano!" said Hua Ling while covering Xiao Zhao's mouth and sighing at Xiao Yang's voice.

After Xiao Yang and Xiao Zhao calmed down. The only and the painting spirit let go of their hands.

Xiao Yang Says:

"When I was in middle school, I played a soprano in the art team. ”

When he said this, Xiao Yang's expression was very proud, and he was so proud that he forgot to be afraid.

After hearing this, both Hua Ling and the only one nodded helplessly, expressing their belief.

At this time, hearing Xiao Yang say this, Xiao Zhao also laughed.

"What the hell is going on? What happened? Why did you two faint at the top of the stairs? What was the screaming just now? Could it be you two screaming?"

The painting spirit also asked anxiously:

"Yes, how has this hall changed? These mahogany furniture are all antiques, right? Why did your hotel suddenly change its furniture? And it looks so shabby, Xiao Zhao, didn't you tell me that your store maintains the style of a chain store and does not engage in antique decoration?"

Xiao Zhao looked at Xiao Yang, and then said:

"We didn't have any antique decoration at all. None of the mahogany furniture here was changed in our shop. It was indeed the two of us who were scared and screamed just now. So why do you think we're screaming?"

"Huh, you scream because the way it looks here has changed, how did it change, when did it change?" asked the only one quickly.

"We don't know what's going on. At twelve o'clock in the morning, after the bell strikes twelve, the lights begin to flicker. We thought something was wrong with the circuit fuse or something. I asked Xiao Zhao to take a flashlight and follow me to check the bus box of the wire circuit, which was on the wall of the staircase jogging platform on the other side of the corridor.

However, when we reached the entrance of the hallway, we saw that the stairs had changed. The concrete and marble floor suddenly turned into a dilapidated wooden staircase, and the red carpet above was gone. We walked up the stairs, and it creaked, creaked. Everything here has become shabby. We were scared, but then we saw a row of crooked bloody footprints on the stairs, and there were bloody handprints on the wall, no! It didn't seem to be handprints, they were bloody paw prints! It was really terrifying! Oh, we also saw that the words 'leave the ancient town, leave the ancient town quickly' were written on the wall, and they were all bloody! The blood characters that were still dripping blood scared us to death. ”

Xiao Zhao also said:

"Well, it scared the hell out of us. Our legs were weak, and after a few uncontrollable screams, we sat on the stairs with weak legs. Later, because our legs were weak and we couldn't walk, we heard a sound on the stairs again, and we thought that some terrible ghost had appeared, so we wanted to run. But because I was too scared, my legs didn't obey me, and my legs were weak and couldn't move. As soon as we were in a hurry, as soon as we exerted ourselves, we didn't know what was going on, we fainted, we were scared, and then we didn't know anything. ”

Xiao Yang also kept nodding his head next to him, agreeing with what Xiao Zhao said.