Even though she was prepared to face something inhuman, Xiang Ya's body still trembled. Thinking back to the reception desk and the silent guys in the elevator that she met in Xierwan ten days ago, all of them were ghosts, her voice trembled involuntarily. stand up.

"Hello, my name is Xiang Ya."

The fat manager smiled stiffly at the corners of his mouth. He pulled the corners of his mouth apart forcefully. Xiang Ya could see that he really wanted to express his happiness now.

"My surname is Li, just call me Manager Li."

"Miss Xiang, seeing you coming here after a long journey, do you need some supper to fill your stomach?" He squinted his eyes at the heavy rain outside, clapped his hands excitedly, and said, "Today's special supper is spicy fried bones, that dish It’s not often. It’s great with a glass of red water juice and a view of the rain!”

Hearing this, Xiang Ya stopped, and had a bad guess in his heart, "May I ask what kind of bone was fried?"

"Human leg bones?" Manager Li turned around and narrowed his eyes, his smile dropped, "Miss Xiang, don't you know?"

Xiang Ya was terrified: how would I know? !

Manager Li looked at her very slowly, and finally put on a stiff smile, this time with some pity in his eyes, "Miss Xiang is a newcomer, it's strange that Manager Yan sent you here..."

He moved forward again, with his back facing Xiangya's swollen figure, trembling, his movements were indescribably weird, his feet were like a ball stepping on the ground, touching and then brushing.

I only heard him say something in an unclear tone: "Miss Xiang, don't sleep too hard tonight, and don't leave the room when you wake up, stay well until 7 o'clock the next morning."

"Why?" Xiang Ya chased after him.

Manager Li stretched out his fat and short index finger and pointed upwards, "The tenant has a bad temper and is easy to hurt people."

Having said that, he was unwilling to say another word, and silently led her to walk in the opposite direction to the ordinary elevator.

An aerial elevator appeared at the end of the corridor on the first floor, and Xiang Ya brushed past the passing living people, but they all turned a blind eye to her just like the front desk just now.

Xiang Ya took a serious look at this place, and there were bright walls everywhere, giving people a very low-key and luxurious feeling.

She was surprised, thinking that the decoration could be rated as a five-star hotel, and the location of the hotel is also good, just next to the scenic spot, so why has it always been a four-star hotel.

Soon, the two arrived in front of the elevator. The rainwater outside the glass window of the elevator kept washing away, leaving countless thick streams of water on the window wall. Stepping into the elevator, Xiang Ya almost thought she was wrapped in a waterfall,

The elevator door was about to close, Xiang Ya recalled the previous experience, and couldn't help asking, "Is no one coming in?"

She had seen many "magical" tenants going up and down in the elevator before.

Manager Li is bitter, his face is wrinkled into a ball, in the true sense, his eyes are almost squeezed to the tip of his nose, and his facial features are distorted, just like a bun with several folds folded in a bud shop, but now this "bun" is green grey.

Seeing Xiang Ya, he was so disgusted that he immediately lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoe.

"The tenants are making too much trouble, which affects the business of the hotel. I'm afraid that I will be squeezed out of the four-star hotel after a while, alas..."

Xiang Ya didn't understand his worries, so she endured the coldness in her bones and silently analyzed the few words he said.

This Ami Hotel has a great influence in the local area, with a large number of daily guests, but Manager Li said that the business is bleak. This incident shows that the Ghost Hotel may operate under the shell of a hotel in the world. The customers who stay are basically ghosts, and the operating space In fact, there are two, the human world and the spiritual world do not interfere with each other.

I don't know if there are other spirits among the residents. This has yet to be confirmed.

In addition, Manager Li said twice that the tenants are very vicious, even affecting the residents who are also ghosts. In addition, he said fried fried bones. It seems that in the spirit world, ghosts are allowed to attack and devour each other. What is more is the survival code of the jungle.

Originally, she thought that the vicious occupants meant that the ghosts in the spirit world were not easy to get along with, but now it seems that it is more likely to mean that the original owner of the room she stayed in tonight was vicious.

Ancheng.com is equivalent to accepting the entrustment. The recruitment required her to read it carefully several times. It said that she must be bold and have the ability to reason. Lenovo dreamed at Shirwan Hotel. The entrusted task may be passed by a person who is a sleep tester.Get to know the original guest in the form of dreaming, and the dream is very likely to trigger a horror scene, and then solve the problems brought by the original guest to the hotel according to the dream.

This line of thinking should be correct. However, during the days when Xiang Ya followed the Shirwan Hotel murder case, the brutal murderer was quickly arrested by the police. She did not offer any practical help, but Manager Yan said that she was hired., also quickly assigned the next job site.

Thinking of this contradicting her reasoning, Xiang Ya rubbed her fingers a little irritably for a few times.

'If you want to prove that my inference is correct, you can only find out after tonight's check-in is over. It means that what Manager Li said is both inside and outsidethis time the guests are vicious, and experienced sleep testers come. Dealing with it is the best, but she is a newcomer..." Xiang Ya thought to himself, his eyebrows furrowed unconsciously.

She felt that the hotel sleep test was more like an interview than the last time.

"Miss Xiang, we're here." Manager Li's words interrupted her thinking.

Xiang Ya heard a gloomy female voice broadcast: "The 18th floor is here."

The two voices overlapped, falling on Xiang Ya's ears like countless ghostly whispers of laughter.

She rubbed away the goosebumps on her arms, gathered herself together, and followed Manager Li out.

The 18th floor, in the eyes of superstitious people, is a symbol of the 18th floor of hell, so in some real estate, many people will avoid the 18th floor to buy a house.

The corridor is quiet, a place where even ghosts don't want to stay, how deadly it is.

Watch Xiang Ya carefully.

The corridor is paved with a long carpet with a red background and a rhombic grid pattern. The wall lamps on both sides flicker with blood-orange lights. When a person takes a step, only the lights on the side will be on. The light will always only shine to a place less than one meter in front of you.

Like being chased by the darkness, the ghost hiding in the dark waits for the solitary light to go out, holding your bony hand to your foot bones.

Since she stepped into this floor, the sound of rain seems to disappear here, and it seems to rush from far to near and explode in her ears. The erratic sound of rain is the only background sound.

Xiang Ya followed Manager Li stiffly, thinking: It really deserves to be a four-star ghost shop, and its scaring effect is more than one and a half stars higher than that of a three-star ghost shop.

Just when Xiang Ya counted 450 steps, she didn't see the door of the room on both sides, and when she thought she still had to walk for a while, Manager Li stopped.

"arrive."

He took out his room card and turned right, a 2-meter-high red door slowly protruded from the pure black wall, and the number 1813 was impressively written on the door plate.

Xiang Ya turned her head and stared at the completely silent dark corridor.

At about 110 meters, the promenade is always a straight road. If there is no accident, the distance from the room to the elevator is only 100 meters.

Xiang Ya silently remembered the calculation results in her heart. If she really wanted to run for her life, a 100-meter sprint would not be too far away, and her nervous heart was relieved a little.

Manager Li tapped the room card and handed it to Xiang Ya, "Here, here you are."

He stared at the girl with a small and beautiful face, who looked very well-behaved, just like his daughter.

Feeling pity in my heart, I asked again: "Try hard to get through the night, stay awake in the dream and don't get hurt, and don't come out when you hear the sound when you wake up."

Manager Li's index finger behind his back was melting, but he didn't grunt in pain. Before he left, he comforted Xiang Ya: "I will come to pick you up at the door at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. They won't interfere with the time."

After saying this, his entire palm melted like a burning candle.

Xiang Ya whispered a word of thanks, she looked at the figure of Manager Li walking fast, the moment he turned around just now, she caught a glimpse of the other's left hand turned into a ball of turned-up sections.

A glint of darkness flashed in Xiang Ya's eyes, he closed the door and leaned against it.

"It is not allowed to say the rules, once you say it, you will be punished." She whispered.

The corners of Xiang Ya's mouth were pursed straight, and she stared at the walnut-colored floor below in a daze.

After a while, the emotions finally cleared up, and Xiang Ya walked slowly into the room.

The room is medium in size, the interior of the bathroom is covered with old-fashioned red and white small square tiles, and the faucet is still in the old brass style, which looks like a common decorative style in the early 21st century.

Xiangya walked out of the bathroom, and the arrangement outside surprised her.

For the first time, she saw a huge round bed placed in the middle, with eight prayer flags inserted half a meter away from the round bed. The square cloth is tied to a wooden strip, and the white cloth is written with black characters that cannot understand Sanskrit scriptures. There are different patterns of birds and animals on the black cloth.

The two square cloths are about 2 meters long and 80 centimeters wide together. If the wind blows, the square cloth can be blown into the bed.

Xiang Ya walked into the circle surrounded by prayer flags and looked around, feeling more and more strange in his heart.

If I fall asleep under the siege of these flags tonight, I am afraid I will be scared to death.

Xiangya's jaw tightened, she thought about staying awake all night, as long as she didn't leave the room, and waited for her to go out when the time came. But she quickly forked this plan, because Manager Yan and Manager Li both emphasized that you should be careful not to get hurt in the dream.

She recalled that the last time she fell asleep at the Shirwan Hotel was also too fast. Since she was in debt, she often suffered from insomnia, and rarely fell asleep like that time.

If falling asleep is unavoidable, then all she has to do is stay awake in the dream, and maybe even distinguish the dream from reality.

While thinking about Xiang Ya, she circled around the round bed. She raised the prayer flag and faced a tall cabinet with two doors. It stood in the northwest of the room and was just blocked by the prayer flag. The cabinet was dark and engraved with strange and mysterious patterns. If you look closely, you can vaguely see that it depicts some kind of religious sacrifice ceremony.

At first, something like a black cloth bag covered the head of the stick figure, and the little figure was kneeling on the circular altar, surrounded by swaying black fires;

In the next picture, a finger larger than the cloth bag is bent and wrapped around the cloth bag;

In the third picture, the finger disappears, the villain has only the body below the head lying on the altar, and the sinuous lines spread from under it, all the way to the bottom of the wardrobe door...

Xiang Ya's heart stagnated for a while, wondering if these lines were blood from the disappearing head, and the missing cloth bag had the head of a stick figure. If you speculate along the direction of the blood, the head should be in the closet.

Her fingers became cold due to fear. Xiang Ya was never a very courageous person, but she also had the advantage that when misfortune struck, she could adjust her mentality as quickly as possible to face the given fate.

She knows that there is nothing more terrible than losing something precious, and there is no fate that cannot be resisted.

Many people say that Xiangya looks well-behaved and gentle on the surface, but only a few know the calmness and rationality in her bones.

Ghosts, she has always been afraid, but at the end of the road, her parents may be waiting for her, she can't back down.

Taking a deep breath to Ya, her fingers touched the cold door handle, her eyes fixed on the cabinet.

The cabinet door opened slowly, and there was nothing inside, except for the pungent musty smell mixed with an old leather-like sandalwood scent, coming straight to the forehead.

The staring eyes were a little sour, the palm of the door handle was slightly loose, Xiang Ya took a deep look at the empty wardrobe, did not close it, turned and returned to the round bed.

She took out a knife from the inside of her clothes, grabbed the prayer flag next to her, tore a corner of it, and tied it firmly to her wrist.

If she accidentally falls into a dream later, the apparently abnormal prayer flag in her hand probably won't appear in the "dreamland" set up by ghosts.

The author says:

Xiangya: It's another day of trying to make money. My former tenants have started to greet me "friendly". I'm so happy.