When Song Wushuang opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a soft big bed.

The moonlit gauze came into her eyes, and she sat up in shock. Isn't this the weird room 404? How did you come back to this strange room?

Seeing that there was no one around the room, she did not dare to open the door again, so she crept to the window, hid behind the curtains, and dared to lift a corner to observe the situation outside.

At this time, blood pressure went up again.

At night, the roads are silent, the tram buses pass by, and the Western-style buildings of old Shanghai on both sides of the street are hidden in the night, and the plaques of a few shops occasionally glow with neon.

She was so frightened that she dared to close the curtains tightly, outside the Sansheng B&B where she worked, but it was a modern city with high-rise buildings, how could this be now......

Under the moonlight, the pot of orchids by the window is blooming, the flat leaves expand outward and bend downward, among the leaves, the purple and blue flowers open like a ghost, and the yellow stamens in the middle seem to glow with golden light.

Everything was so weird here, she had to get out of this place quickly.

She tiptoed to the doorknob like a thief, didn't dare to linger, and ran out of the room without stopping.

She ran to the lobby on the first floor, it was quiet in the dead of night, and it was unusually quiet, only a little brother at the front desk was sitting there napping.

The little brother sensed that she was coming, and immediately woke up, and said to her with a smile as if he had never taken a nap, "Hello guest, what do you need to help you with?" ”

She didn't want to pay attention to him, afraid that he was also a difficult little ghost.

Inadvertently, her gaze fell on the big ornament behind the little brother. It was a galleon carved in ivory, symbolizing smooth sailing. Next to the front desk, the old grandfather clock emits the mechanical sound of walking, and the rhythm is steady, again and again. She looked at the gate again, and the pair of large porcelain vases, one on the left and one on the left, stood quietly.

It's really strange, the structure of the house here, the lobby ornaments, are exactly the same as the Sansheng B&B where she works, why is the thing wrong?

At this time, the old bell struck the hour and struck again and again, and it did not stop until it stopped.

It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

She closed her eyes and hinted to herself, "Wake up, Song Wushuang will wake up soon." It's a dream, it's a dream. ”

She opened her eyes, and the little brother stood in front of her, looking at her with a puzzled expression. "Miss, are you alright?"

A gust of wind blew, and the newspapers on the table were scattered all over the ground, and the little brother hurriedly went to clean up, and the one was impartial at her feet.

She gasped as she picked up the newspaper, which read "Declaration" in two large words and was published on April 1, 1920.

She trembled and asked the little brother, "May I ask what year and day is it?" ”

The little brother replied politely, "April 1, 1920." He seemed to think of something, and added. It's past 12 o'clock, and it's supposed to be April 2nd. ”

Song Wushuang couldn't believe that he might have encountered a loophole in time and space, this is the Republic of China.

"Dare to ask the little brother, where is this place?"

"Sunshine Hotel."

"It's not a three-life homestay?"

"What B&B? We are a hotel. ”

Song Wushuang couldn't help but complain, "How dare you call yourself a hotel at this scale?" ”

"What did you say, Miss?"

"Nothing."

"So, miss, do you need any help?"

Song Wushuang looked at the little brother who looked like a repeater, and felt that she was crazy, she actually came to Shanghai during the Republic of China.

Her mind is full of TV dramas of the Republic of China, dancers wearing shiny cheongsams, singing charmingly in front of the standing microphone, night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps......

"Miss, do you need any help?"

Song Wushuang looked at him speechlessly, and couldn't help but sing in a low voice, "Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps......"

The little brother looked confused and tentative, as if answering a code, "The lights are up, the car is sounding, and the singing and dancing are leveling!" ”

Song Wushuang said, "By the way, it should be the old Shanghai in my cognition." ”

The little brother's eyes changed when he looked at her, "Miss, Shanghai is Shanghai, where can we distinguish the old from the new?" ”

Song Wushuang was speechless, and collapsed instantly, "I want to go home, I want to go home, how can I go home?" ”

"Miss, it's curfew now, you better wait until dawn and then go home."

Song Wushuang suddenly realized that at this time, the Chinese warlords were divided into territories, chaos and danger coexisted, and ensuring their own safety was the first priority.

Suddenly, the little brother seemed to think of something and raised his tone, "Oh? You're not going to be the crazy young lady from yesterday afternoon. ”

"What, what crazy young lady?"

"Yesterday our hotel held an anniversary, Shanghai's three religions and nine streams are here, who knows out of nowhere a young lady came, yelling at our boss Zhou that there is a ghost, our boss's face is green, not to mention how funny.

Yesterday I went to the toilet and missed such a beautiful scene. The little brother laughed as he spoke, and his little eyes were slit, and he was almost gone.

Song Wushuang didn't think it was funny, it turned out that she was in a coma for a day and a night.

"Miss, you're not a guest in our shop, if not, I can only ask you to leave."

Song Wushuang was afraid that the little brother would drive her away, so he immediately denied it, "I am, I am a guest in your store." I'll go upstairs now. Without giving the little brother a chance to ask questions again, she hurriedly walked upstairs.

Her mind is currently confused, and she can't figure out what is going on, only that the world is not peaceful now, and it is at least safe to stay in the Sunshine Hotel.

Taking this opportunity, she took a closer look at the furnishings in the corridor of Sunshine Hotel, except for the different carpet styles, whether it was the frame by the window or the paintings on the wall, they were exactly the same as Sunshine B&B.

She thought about what her boss said to her when she just graduated from college and joined Sunshine B&B.

Their Sansheng B&B is not an ordinary B&B, it is an old shop with a history of 100 years, and every item in the B&B has been handed down from the Republic of China. In other words, it's all antiques. The pair of large vases at the door are really antique porcelain handed down from the Republic of China, worth millions. The big clock in the lobby was the favorite clock of Cixi Lafayette, when Cixi Lafayette fled, he was sponsored by the boss Liezu Grandpa, so he gave this big clock to their family, which is a real heirloom.

At that time, Song Wushuang was stunned when he heard it, but he didn't take it seriously at all in his heart, he didn't expect that what the boss said was true.

Song Wushuang now has a bold idea, she came to the "Sansheng Hotel", the predecessor of the "Sansheng Homestay" a hundred years ago!

Walking and walking, she came to the fourth floor of the "Sunshine Homestay", which did not exist in the "Sunshine Hotel", but existed in the "Sunshine Hotel".

She guessed that maybe the Sansheng Hotel a hundred years ago really had a fourth floor, but with the outbreak of war and the change of times, the fourth floor was destroyed and turned into a terrace.

And room 404 is the key to connecting the two eras, and if she wants to go back to modern times, she must go through 404.

She walked to 404, but the door couldn't be pushed open, it was locked so deadly, and she was annoyed that she didn't take the key when she left. She had no choice but to wander the hallway, recalling the furnishings in the room and searching for suspicious clues.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and there was a creaking and old grinding sound, and she suddenly noticed that the door of room 405 next door was covered by the wind, and there was no light in the crack of the door.

"Guest, go this way, watch out for the stairs." It was the voice of the little brother who attracted the guest, she didn't want to be driven away by the little brother saying that he was not a guest here, so she didn't dare to think about it, so she immediately hid in 405.

The room was pitch black, she couldn't turn on the light, she judged carefully for a long time, but she couldn't see anything clearly, she was cramped for a while, and she didn't know whether to leave or stay.

She wanted to open the curtains, confirm by the moonlight, hadn't taken two steps, and didn't know what she had tripped over, her shoes threw off, making her lose her balance and kneel on the ground, her hands reflexively pestle on the ground to keep balance, this time it was good, her feet and hands seemed to be pierced into countless pieces of glass, and fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on her forehead in pain.

She lowered her head, leaned closer to the ground to take a closer look, and then almost screamed, so frightened that she retreated from the pain in her body......

What did she just see? Corpses?

Doll?

Inflatable dolls?

She calmed down for a while, and with her memory of the layout of Sunshine B&B, she groped for the lights and found that the indoor lights were actually broken.

She had no choice but to open the curtains and identify everything in the room by the moonlight.

In the room, the crystal lamp on the roof fell, and only a wire was left stubbornly pulling the lantern drag, and the glass shards on the carpet were the broken crystal lamp.

She mustered up the courage to look, it was the appearance of a long-haired woman, she tentatively touched her arm, slightly cool, slightly hard, and a little rebound......

This is not an inflatable doll, this is a person!

She held back the last of her fears, and tried to snort, but there was nothing.

She finally couldn't help it, the cry hadn't come out of her throat yet, and with a "bang", the back of her head hurt, and before she could turn back quickly, her body sank and she fainted.

It turned out that the murderer was still in the room.

In this dizziness, she knew that she was lucky and lucky, and she only hoped that this "death" could return to modern times and end this absurdity.