Hearing Xiang Ya's question, the woman maintained her original posture, her back turned to her.

The lights above her head flickered a few times. She didn't know if it was Xiang Ya's illusion. She felt that the lights were stained with moss green a few times.

The woman said quietly, "Don't worry, the place I'm taking you to is safe."

After speaking, the elevator door opened and reached the negative floor.

The cold wind piercing through the ground was blowing into the elevator with a bone-chilling chill, and the overhead lights flickered even more rapidly, and were completely extinguished with a few thuds.

At the same time as the lights went out, a dark green light lit up on the negative floor.

In the middle of the empty negative floor, there is a circular cloth cushion that looks similar to the room, but is a whole circle larger, surrounded by flying black and white prayer flags, and in front of the cloth cushion is a round stone pillar about one meter high. Looking at the birds and beasts with weird expressions, they are hideous and chaotic.

Xiang Ya couldn't help breathing lightly. In the quiet space, she seemed to only hear her own thundering heartbeat.

This scene was too similar to what she saw on the wardrobe.

The woman walked out of the elevator slowly, Xiang Ya's teeth were trembling, to a certain extent, her body seemed to be suddenly empty, and she took the first step when her nerves were most tense.

"This is the altar, and the things that harm you will not come down."

"You just need to stay on the cloth mat obediently, sleep and wake up from the dream."

The woman's words whispered to her ear like a ghost, and Xiang Ya stopped 3 meters away from the altar, and asked with her mouth open, "Why didn't it follow?"

Sure enough, the woman was pretending this was the real world.

Which hotel in the real world would put this thing on the basement floor? Ordinary people would definitely take precautions when they saw it, but the other party's attitude of course was suspicious.

Maybe this time the dream has a negative effect of weakening people's cognition. She is afraid that if she stays here for a long time, she will forget the purpose of coming here, and then she will really become a member of the dream.

There must be deep meaning in what the woman said, Xiang Ya must hurry up and understand this.

"The power of God can eliminate all darkness. God can hear all your worries about your health, troubled life, and tiny wishes in your heart. He can help you..."

The more I listened to it, the more I felt it sounded like the words of a cult, so Xiang Ya pursed his lips tightly, "What's the price?"

"The price?" The woman turned around abruptly, stared fixedly at Xiang Ya, and raised her lips, "There is no price, you just need to stay here."

"I'm here to help you."

Xiang Ya scolded in his heart: 'Your dead head, help kill me, right? '

She didn't move forward any further, her eyes followed the figure of the woman, watching her step by step to the side of the column, she turned around and looked down, an unspeakable madness was hidden under the ordinary face.

Her eyes were pitiful.

"God is watching us all the time."

The flickering fire fell on the woman, creating a mysterious pattern with the orange-red floral skirt.

The woman was tall and strong, and her shadow fell behind her like a giant, as if to embody what she said, and the shadow was staring at Ya without moving.

Xiang Ya then narrowed her eyes, the person in front of her had the same figure as most hardworking and simple aunts in the country, and her appearance was ordinary. In reality, she would be the least defensive against such a person.

But such a person pretends to be a god, standing on a high place and looking at Ya as an ant.

She suddenly remembered a joke she had seen on the Internet before, saying that college students may not even be as strong as 40-50-year-old aunts.

Xiang Ya took it seriously, and her body has always been weak. If she is confrontational with the other party, she is not sure at all.

His eyes quickly skipped the surroundings. There are no other passages on this floor, and the only way to get out is to take the elevator behind him.

Her gaze finally stopped on the stone pillar next to the woman. Standing at the current position, she could see the scene inside the pillar more clearly.

A round pit is sunken at the top of the stone pillar. About one-third of the top of the pillar has a pointed beak protruding. Below the pointed beak is a two-finger-wide black bamboo lying flat on the ground.

The black bamboo was placed upright until the end came to the cloth pad and was hidden behind it.

An inexplicable picture flashed to Ya's brain. The severed head that disappeared from the wardrobe was placed in a round pit, mercury was poured on the head, and the mixed blood flowed down from the pointed mouth, along the thin bamboo joints all the way to the cloth pad, a turbid liquid. Wet cloth pads, the air smells of rot...

Xiang Ya was lost for a moment, and soon his eyes became clear.

A bold thought flashed in her heart, she was not sure whether what she thought was right, but in the face of difficulties, she had to try.

After a long pause, his feet finally moved. This time, Xiang Ya no longer walked forward, but stepped backward, his eyes fixed on the woman who was gradually surprised.

"Why am I here?" Xiang Ya's clear voice sounded.

She came down with the woman because she was chased by ghosts. Xiang Ya knew the reason, and the woman used this to lure her down.

But Xiang Ya asked again. Obviously, she guessed that "she" came down because of this is not the reason.

The woman's surprised expression gradually distorted, she seemed to wake up suddenly, the right half of her face was frightened, and the corner of her mouth was drawn into a scar, both fear and sadness.

On the left half of his face, the eyeballs were flushed, and the corners of his mouth grew dark yellow fangs, the tips of the teeth grinned to his cheeks, and his malicious gaze locked on Xiang Ya.

The woman knew that Xiang Ya had guessed right, and she rushed straight down at a speed that a normal human couldn't reach, but her right hand frantically scratched her neck to stop herself, and blood spurted from the aorta.

The other party ran all the way, blood sprayed all the way, and the white prayer flags were splashed with a pool of blood.

For the first time in his life, Xiang Ya witnessed the bloody scene of the broken artery, his face turned pale, and his calf was so soft that he wanted to cramp.

But she still resisted the urge to run after pulling her legs and backed up rhythmically, just waiting to hear the answer she wanted.

"Why am I here?" she asked again.

At this moment, the woman's face completely turned into a ghost-like appearance. She opened her huge black mouth and screamed at Ya, and in the next second, she flew and ran wildly.

Xiang Ya's heel has stepped into the elevator, her right hand is hanging on the floor button.

"I said, why am I here!" For the last time, she shouted out this sentence with all her strength.

"Jia Jia."

"You can't escape hahahahaha!"

Two words that overlapped sharply and painfully sounded at the same time, and pressed the close button on Xiangya.

In the crack of the door that was slowly closing, she saw the woman stop, lowered her head and rolled her eyes, with a tyrannical smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I will find you."

The elevator door closed, and a drop of cold sweat slid down Xiangya's forehead, "On the first floor, I want to escape from here..."

She muttered to herself, her index finger about to hit the "1" button.

"No, unless the time is up, there is no way to escape from the dream."

"Real safe place, on the 18th floor."

Touch "18" with your fingertip and the button lights up.

The elevator climbed slowly.

Xiangya gasped against the icy wall, almost getting caught, but luckily she made the right bet.

Many psychologists say that dreams are a reflection of reality, and those chaotic pictures can correspond to the details of life. If she came to the hotel to fall asleep, it was to help the original tenant solve the problem.

The problem was most likely hidden in the pictures she saw along the way.

However, if dreams only create slaying ghosts and inescapable circumstances, how does her mortal fate help solve the problem?

So, bet Xiangya that she will be in great danger, but she will not die.

She came to the negative floor, and the scene she saw was almost the same as what she saw before going to bed. She guessed that eight to nine out of ten the original tenants died of sacrifices.

In order to solve the problem, what the dream presents is most likely the most feared picture of the victim. The middle-aged woman tries to confuse her, and the identity of the murderer seems to be the same as the woman.

But what about the victims?

A sacrifice requires an executioner, and more importantly, a sacrificer.

In addition to feeling the unwilling soul of the victim in the room, when Xiang Ya was with the woman, she never felt that there was a ghost behind her.

Recalling what the woman said on the negative level, it seemed to answer her every sentence, but in fact it was vague, more like dialogue in the play.

The killing game has been set up, but there is one less protagonist who should play.

The answer is about to come out, Xiang Ya is the victim, and more accurately is playing the victim.

So, where did the original victim go? Where has the master of the dream gone?

It can only be explained if the dream host is playing the person who killed her.

The other party wanted Xiang Ya's eyes to look at it and see the victim personally stage the scene of being killed.

If the guess is correct, Xiangya only needs to "remind" the woman to tell "she" why she came here to sacrifice. The best result is for the woman to tell the reason in person, and the worst result can also wake up the victim who is too "involved".

Now it seems that the results are mixed. The good thing is that at the last moment when the elevator was closed, the victim was half-awakened, and she also heard those two inaudible words.

"Jia Jia." Xiang Ya whispered once, and the white light on his head flickered a few times.

The bad thing is that the victim who plays the executioner's expression is too sure, as if he knows that he can definitely find Xiangya.

Xiang Ya's back was soaked in cold sweat, she stared at the numbers that kept jumping up and down, thinking about what to do next.

'If the victim is still role-playing, it's possible that the room is safe. ' she thought to herself.

I don't know if she was confronting the evil ghost head-on, but after she was lucky enough to escape once, she gave her confidence. She even wanted to go back to the original room to escape. If the manager who was watching her escape now knew what she was thinking, she was afraid that she would rush into the screen and beat her. She has a meal.

Tang Zhong, who still hadn't left, changed his initially sinister attitude and was completely attracted by the little girls on the big screen.

The last time Qin Sanqi was hurt by a headless female ghost here, he quickly woke up and followed the woman to find clues. When he came to the negative floor, he noticed the abnormality, but he didn't figure out the key as quickly as Xiang Ya. , After the female ghost knew that he wanted to escape, she immediately turned on the killer mode.

Perhaps the female ghost was so fearful before she died that the power of the murderer she pretended to be in the dream was too strong, and she even imagined that the murderer would receive the blessing of the evil god.

At that time, if Qin Sanqi had not exchanged a tool to resist the attack, at the speed of a female ghost, he would have been killed before he ran back to the elevator.

Xiang Ya's body is weak and her physical strength is not as good as others'. This time she was able to escape smoothly because her three questions successfully awakened part of the female ghost's consciousness, and the female ghost's attention was naturally taken away.

Tang Zhong exhaled and looked at Yan Li with complicated eyes, "Yanli, I'm not as good as you in terms of looking at people."

"Hey, I really escaped this kid. Seeing that she pressed the 18th floor, I should also know that the other rooms on the 18th floor are safe."

"Are you giving her a pass in private..." Tang Zhong approached and asked at a volume audible to both of them.

"Do you think I've been punished?" Yan Li finally turned around this time, willing to give a glance to his colleague who had been squatting for a long time.

Yan Li still had the same lazy and cold look of the past, with hands and feet, his complexion was white but not sick.

She folded her arms and said, "Tang Zhong, not everyone does things like you do."

Hearing this, Tang Zhong clenched his fists, his eyes returned to viciousness, "Yan Li, don't think you are so noble, you have killed as many people as me."

He looked at Xiang Ya again, who had already stepped out of the elevator and stepped onto the corridor on the 18th floor.

"She was lucky this time, but next time, she won't be able to escape by luck every time. With a manager like you, how far can she go?"

After speaking, Tang Zhong stopped staying and turned to leave the supervision room.

After he left, Yan Li followed Xiang Ya again.

The female ghost had already climbed up the wall outside the 18th floor, clinging to the glass window and scanning everything in the corridor, when she saw Xiang Ya's figure, it grinned and said with a sharp smile, "I found you."

Xiang Ya Yuguang glimpsed the scene of the female ghost's limbs and crawling. Although his footsteps were flustered, his eyes were heavy and he ran to the original room.

110 meters, when the room number is unknown, she can only guess by estimating the distance.

Xiang Ya tried his best to escape until he stopped at the predicted position.

The door slowly protruded, and the fingertips of the female ghost behind her had touched her thin ankle.

Xiang Ya panted heavily, twisting the door handle in one go.

The door opened with a "click", and the room was still in the chaos before she left. There were even several mud prints on the ground. The ghost hand sticking out from the bathroom was nowhere to be seen, but the sound of "dong dong dong" could still be heard from the depths of the room.

The door slammed shut, and Xiang Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but the managers who were watching the play exhaled as if their collars were being pulled, and they all scolded when they saw this scene:

"She's too unlucky, did she count the wrong room?"

"How can there be such a stupid person? Oh, there is a great opportunity to hide!"

"Can't you go in the next room? I don't think she's unlucky, her mouth keeps moving, and she's reading and counting. This person is purely intentional. It's the first time she's seen such a reckless person with a sleeper for so long!"

"Yanli, you say, is she outrageous?" Someone couldn't help but complain to Yan Li.

Yan Li narrowed his beautiful eyes and said with a smile, "It's outrageous."

The guts are ridiculously large.

'You should seize this opportunity. ' she thought.

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