Bite! The elevator rises to the fourteenth floor it signs and stops, click! Two heavy elevator doors slid left and right into the slots, revealing two vigilant officers inside.

Jeffrey reached out and pressed the door button to the side, keeping the elevator in place.

"Just wait here? Buddy. Baker next to him said in a lonely voice, he couldn't see anything wrong with the actual thirteenth floor.

"Hmm,"

Thinking of the priest's instructions, Geoffrey felt that it was best to keep to himself at this time, even if he could not see anything unusual.

"Damn, I can't see anything."

Baker looked at the thirteenth floor ahead, at the spacious hall and its walkway, muttered, and then looked at the air humidifier at his feet.

"I don't know what it's for, including this."

Jeffrey glanced at him and said something very realistic, instantly waking Baker up.

"If you knew, you wouldn't stand here and wouldn't dare to move, why don't you go up and try?"

Baker's cheeks twitched, and he looked at his own scheming with a resentful look in his eyes.

Jeffrey ignored it and continued to stare at the thirteenth floor in front of him.

In the next second, there was no one in sight, and a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded.

Because the priest was there, Jeffrey, who was not very nervous, instantly tensed up and stared at the front.

Baker followed his instinctive reaction and quickly pulled out the Glock 19 from his waist-side holster and aimed it.

Bang bang bang, footsteps getting closer.

At this moment, the priest's voice came along with the sound of footsteps.

"It's me."

Baker and Jeffrey glanced at each other, the two of them had a clear understanding, Baker did not relax, the muzzle of the gun was still aimed at the empty void in front of him.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from the void and grabbed his pistol with great precision, Baker was horrified and pulled the trigger directly, but found that his hands were empty.

Swish!

Jeffrey also drew his pistol at great speed at this time, but the sudden appearance of his majestic figure in the elevator made him stop pulling the trigger.

"Father York?"

Jeffrey's breath was short, and the muzzle of the gun remained aim, after all, the situation was a bit terrifying, and he suddenly appeared in front of him when he couldn't see anyone.

Pointed at Jeffrey's gun, Yorks smiled casually and threw the Glock 19 in his hand into the arms of the frightened Baker in front of him.

"The gun is good."

Then, under the frightened and wary gazes of the two, York picked up the humidifier with one hand and stepped out of the elevator again.

Combined with what had just happened, York knew that in the eyes of the two officers, his figure might have disappeared again, leaving only the sound of footsteps.

"It'll be fine if you go down, and call you again if you have something."

As soon as these words came out, looking at the thirteenth floor, which was empty with only footsteps, Jeffrey hurriedly pressed the door close button and clicked on the first floor.

Click! Seeing the elevator door slowly closing, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

“fk！ What just happened? ”

Baker put the pistol into the holster, subconsciously touched his forehead, and found that it was all sweat, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice, the situation just now was really too scary for him.

"Is that really Father York?"

Jeffrey also recalled the situation just now, and he only felt that his back was wet.

"If it weren't for the priest, we would have died long ago." Jeffrey whispered, reinserting Glock 19 into his holster.

"He snatched your gun, I'm afraid he was afraid that you, a so-so guy, would go wrong."

Hearing this, Baker remembered the scene when he pulled the trigger with the quick and accurate snatching of the gun, only to feel that his mouth was extremely dry, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva that did not exist.

"Yes."

"That said, we'll have to make sure." Jeffrey pulled out his cell phone and dialed the priest's phone number for the first time.

"Check the priest's condition, so we can know if the priest is real or not."

However, the mobile phone sends out a prompt that the other party is not in the service area and cannot be reached at the moment.

The two stiffened again in an instant, looked at each other, but in the next second, the priest sent a text message as if he knew about their situation, which made Jeffrey and Baker breathe a sigh of relief and laugh at the same time.

[Humidifier already available]

………

………

Number 1408.

Click! The door opened, revealing Yorks standing in the hallway, and he waited for an hour before he saw the countdown time on his phone resum, then he glanced inside, let the door open, and then stepped into the room.

Combined with what happened in the elevator and the time change of the mobile phone, he knew that the entire thirteenth floor was already full of illusions, so that what he saw was not necessarily what he saw in his eyes, after all, the actual bathroom in this illusion space could become the living room in your eyes.

Maybe there's nothing, and you see the same living room in your eyes.

Maybe you've simply stepped into the illusionary space created by the spirit of the room.

In this case, only what he brought from outside was the real thing, namely the humidifier in his hand and the last bottle of holy water, including the backpack he brought from outside.

Glancing at his backpack sitting quietly on the couch, Yorks stood still and began to pour all the last bottle of holy water he had deliberately left behind into the humidifier.

"I'd like to see how you resist me." York muttered in his heart, and directly enchanted the air humidifier that was already working in front of him.

The reason why he only needs one humidifier is here, the enchantment that can increase the essence can make the speed of evaporation of this humidifier explode, and exert the effect of dozens of humidifiers.

[20 Mana Used]

［…… ］

Twenty is equal to twenty times, and an enchanted twenty humidifier is equal to twenty humidifiers.

As the prompt sounded, under York's perception, the humidifier under his hand instantly became wet, and the holy water inside was rapidly evaporating, spreading into the surrounding air.

He looked up, and the room in his eyes was like a picture of a slowly burning flame, gradually turning into a hallway.

The corners of York's mouth twitched, and it turned out that he had just taken ten steps.

"Awesome, no wonder those dead were tortured by you so much that they could only commit suicide to seek relief."

Thinking back to the room just now, Keshi couldn't help but sigh, and walked forward with the humidifier that exerted the effect of twenty humidifiers in one hand.

With each step, everything around you returns to its original state.

For example, the room numbers on both sides of the aisle, 1432 becomes 1401, 1433 becomes 1402, and so on.

Carrying the humidifier and turning around, the holy mist made of holy water filled the air, and the entire thirteenth floor was restored to its original state, and Yorks stopped in front of No. 1439, and the number 1439 on it gradually became No. 1408.

"This is the door to truth......

York opened the door and returned to suite 1408 again, this time with an extra humidifier.

In the same operation just now, Yorks let the door open and stopped in place to let the fog filter first.

In the end, in his eyes, the originally clean suite gradually appeared to be real.

The glass partition between the living room and the room was stained with blood that was more vivid than the color of ketchup, including the floor, which looked clean.

The foggy space was full of traces left by the dead, not only the sprayed blood, but also some liquids and things that were unclear and couldn't understand what they were.

York shook his head, holding his breath and walked towards the couch where his backpack was.

It turned out that Suite 1408 had never been cleaned, and the cleaners in the hotel were all lonely.

Fortunately, when he came over, he had already confirmed that the sofa was a clean area with holy water in advance, otherwise the place where he was sitting might be the dirt left by the deceased.

York put the humidifier on the sofa with only a little holy water left, unzipped his backpack and took out a bottle of holy water again, poured it into the humidifier, and refilled the glass again.

His mind was moving fast.

"The name of the mission is Room Spirit, so is your body this suite 1408? Do you hate to be cleaned? Like to take your time appreciating the pain left behind by the deceased? ”

Muttering to himself, York put his backpack back on his left shoulder and placed his left hand on the humidifier that was still working, the magic in his body surging, and he enchanted the humidifier a second time.

"I also hate monsters like you who kill innocents indiscriminately, so I'm going to judge you this time! Appreciate your pain. ”

[20 Mana Used]

［…… ］

The prompt sounded, plus the previous twenty o'clock, and the effect of this humidifier has been the sum of forty humidifiers.

The holy water that had just been poured quickly evaporated in an instant, turning into a large cloud of moist mist that spread rapidly in all directions, which also accelerated the speed of change around it, and large patches of distorted snowflakes appeared.

Letting the surroundings change everywhere, Yorkes took out a full MK14 revolver grenade from his backpack, clicked and checked it, confirmed that there was no problem, and began to carry the humidifier like a hunter looking for prey, moving around with the fog that permeated the surroundings, the main room and the auxiliary room ensured that every hallucinatory space in the 1408 suite was dispelled, and the original form was revealed......

In the end, only the bathroom remained, but the holy water in the humidifier had evaporated, making a loud beep.

Expressionless, York put the humidifier on the floor, took out a bottle of holy water from his backpack and poured it into the humidifier again, and picked it up again and stepped into the clean bathroom.

According to the information of the deceased, this bathroom has committed suicide by cutting his wrists and throat, and since the suite has not been cleaned from beginning to end, then this bathroom must not be so clean.

"The outside has been completely destroyed, if this room is your main place, so this is probably your only pure land?"

Yorkes stopped in the bathroom and squinted, placing the humidifier on the floor, allowing the mist to spread rapidly throughout the bathroom.

When the fog filled, the exterior wall of the bathroom began to fall off, and on the floor, the bathtub slowly showed its original appearance, stained with blood......

"Here!"

York's muzzle shifted suddenly, aimed at a shadow in the corner, and pulled the trigger.

Rumble!

The holy grenade erupted, and the shadow that he had just seen disappeared in an instant, only to hit the wall and shoot debris on the ground, but York also heard the screams that seemed to be out of nowhere,

Confirming that this is where the so-called Room Spirit is located, Yorks just wants to continue pulling the trigger to dispel it.

In the next second, an unexpected scene occurred, and a new space appeared under the change of vision in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?"

Yorks looked at the familiar and unfamiliar layout around him in a daze, and his pupils were a little shocked.

The originally dirty bathroom has now become a small room in his eyes.

The bookshelf on the wall is full of relevant medical materials and trophies, next to it is a wardrobe for hanging clothes, opposite is a bed, next to the bed is a computer desk and chair, and there is a vase by the window in front of it.

Yorkes looked down at his hands, the revolver was gone, and he was holding a small sprinkler in his right hand.

The memory bag sealed in the depths of his mind opened, this was the room of his previous life in his hometown.

At this moment, a voice that had been dusty for a long time came.

"Son, go downstairs to eat!"

This was the voice of his mother in his previous life, and Yorks pursed his lips, staring at the flower pot, and for the first time there was a look of hesitation on his face.

Although he knew that the scene at this moment was all fake, it might be the last resort of this so-called room spirit, allowing him to unconsciously create an illusion in the depths of his own memory, creating a scene that he missed too much.

York took a deep breath, looked at the clock on his computer desk, closed his eyes, and finally put down the sprinkler in his hand.

"Let you live a little longer!"

To be honest, he really wanted to see his parents appear in front of his eyes, even if it was fake, because it was an opportunity to see it with his own eyes, not an imagination in his memory.

"Don't hurry up yet!" The voice that had been silent for a long time sounded again, and Yorks only felt that his mood had fluctuated a little bit, even if Tarzan had been at the top.

"Whew!"

York or Ning Weize exhaled again, forcibly suppressed the emotions that surged in his heart, glanced at the flower pot on the windowsill, looked at the lifelike vegetation on it, and turned to go downstairs.

"It's coming! Mom! ”

“……”

(End of chapter)