Chapter Ninety-Three: Death Without a Head
"The ghost is sneaking around in the department store, and the hotel over there must not be able to live." Zhao Ziyang walked quickly forward on the sidewalk, "If we want to live there again, maybe when we wake up in the middle of the night, we will see the ghost's head hanging over our heads."
"And she is still holding Bai Feixue's head, Brother Bei's guess is right, that ghost plucked someone else's head in order to press it on his own neck." Why shuddered.
When Ebetsu found out about the ghost by the window of the department store, he immediately notified the others.
They immediately decided to leave the hotel and look for other accommodation.
By this time they had gone far away, and when they looked back, they could barely see the tall department store.
"The farther away from here, the better, I'm afraid the ghost will come after me tonight." Zhao Ziyang looked up at the sky, "It looks like it will be completely dark in less than half an hour, it's too unsafe to move outside at night, we'd better find a place to live early."
As he spoke, several people quickened their pace and quickened their pace.
Jiang Bei thought about the clues he got today: "I think the ghost may have suffered too much malice because of his weird face before his death, so he also wanted a normal face after death, so he kept pulling off other people's heads and pressing them on his own head, pretending that he also had a normal face."
Why did he say something bitterly: "If we say this, as long as we don't have a head, we won't be targeted by demons."
Zhao Ziyang glanced at him, "I found that you are also quite good at telling jokes."
"It's a pity that the innkeeper doesn't know where the girl went after leaving," Qin Shu looked at the gradually darkening sky, "We don't know where to find the ghost's death now."
Jiang Bei took out the rudimentary map: "This was found from the corpse of a woman in a department store, I guess this map may be related to ghosts."
The female corpse was also inquiring about the girl's whereabouts when she was not dead, which may be the map she drew based on the clues she found. Speaking of which, they have only found the body of the woman in the photo, and the stupid son with the burns now doesn't know if he is still alive.
Zhao Ziyang also poked his head out and looked, "Maybe the end of this map is the place where the girl died?"
It's uncertain yet, and even if the end is where the ghost died, they don't know what a map of the place it is.
Always get a place and follow the route.
"And you see that the sign of the end point seems to be a letter in a circle, not like a random drawing, which may have some meaning. When I was a kid, I would draw a treasure map with a random fork or a small flag to indicate the end." Zhao Ziyang talked and talked about his childhood.
They walked several more streets while talking, and by this time there was no light in the sky overhead, not even the stars.
The street lights on both sides of the road were lit up, and there were a lot of people on the street they were in, and people passing by gave them a sense of security.
"There's a hotel over there." Why do you stretch out your hand and point forward.
"Okay, it's a long way from the department store, so let's rest here for the night." Zhao Ziyang opened his mouth and said, "By the way, let's sort out today's clues."
A few people soon came to the hotel, which was more advanced than the previous one, and there was a front desk cashier at the door without the boss working himself.
Jiang Bei walked to the front of the stage and said that he only needed one room.
The receptionist had obviously experienced strong winds and waves, and opened a room for seven people without saying much.
After Jiang Bei got the key, he took out the map and asked the other party if he recognized the sign with a capital "M" in the circle on it.
Unexpectedly, the front desk stared at the sign for a few seconds, and said: "The factory logo of the Dafeng Plastic Factory, the factory is on Wenshan but has long since closed down.
"The factory has been abandoned for many years, and the surrounding trees and grass are probably covered up, it's hard to find, you have a map, it should be easier to find if you have a map."
This turned out to be a map of Wenshan.
Jiang Bei, when they first entered the dungeon, they were almost dragged to Wenshan to climb the mountain.
I didn't expect to come back here again.
It's quite dramatic
Target.
A few people took the keys and came to the room.
"Are we going to Wenshan tomorrow?" He looked a little nervous, obviously thinking about the fact that the ghost killed twenty-nine people in Wenshan on the first day.
Jiang Bei took out the notebook in his pocket and tore off six pieces of paper, picked up the pen and copied the map in his hand stroke by stroke: "Now there is no other clue, I can only go to Wenshan." I'm going to draw six more copies of this map, one for each of you, and if you accidentally spread out after entering, you'll have a reference."
"I asked the front desk just now," Zhao Ziyang closed the curtains in the room tightly, "Wenshan is not far from here, and it won't take long for us to walk north to the foot of the mountain."
Ebetsu quickly drew six identical maps and stuffed them into the hands of the others: "Take it and don't drop it."
"By the way, Brother Don't," he said as he took the map, "I was almost spotted by a ghost when I was in the department store today, and at that time there was a sound of something falling to the ground that reminded me that I could hide in time, but when the ghost passed, I looked at the ground again and found that there was nothing there."
He looked at the others as he spoke, "Is that something you threw at me to warn me?"
Several people shook their heads to indicate that they had not thrown anything.
"I think I heard the sound of landing when Ebetsu went downstairs, right?" Yu Jue remembered the situation when he went downstairs, when Jiang Bei suddenly stopped, they thought it was a ghost coming, but Jiang Bei said that he seemed to hear a sound of landing.
"Yes," Jiang Bei nodded, "I can't hear where it's coming from, but you didn't hear anything."
Lilac said, "I really didn't hear anything, the corridor was very quiet, and I would never have heard it if there was a sudden sound."
Yu Jue and Wei Bugui, who were also in the corridor at the time, shook their heads, saying that they didn't hear the sound.
"In that case, only me and my brother heard that voice at that time?" He frowned and looked at Jiang Bei, "I feel that this thing is a little weird."
Jiang Bei also felt strange, and he couldn't tell what the voice was about.
Thinking about it, he couldn't sleep well.
I always feel like I'm cold, as if a ghost is sticking to me.
Just when he was in a daze and didn't know how long he had been asleep, he suddenly felt someone pushing his arm.
He immediately opened his eyes, only to see that it was Wei Bugui, who was keeping vigil, pushing himself.
Seeing that he woke up, Wei Bugui motioned for him to look in the direction of the window.
Jiang Bei turned his head to look.
It was still dark outside, and the light of a street lamp shone on the curtains of the house from the outside.
But at this time, there was a strange person photocopied on it, as if someone was sticking it outside the window.
This is the fourth floor, and it is absolutely impossible for a person to stick to the window.
The figure was just outside the window, holding his head in one hand and a thread in the other hand running between his neck.
Jiang Bei understood after a few glances.
It's in the seam.
Sew the human head to your own neck.