sinovels Chapter 19 Death Hotel 5
Chapter 19 Death Hotel 5
"When I brought them here, although they were frightened, they were still conscious, not like they are now."
Sa Weilan felt helpless when he invited Ling Chan into the study.
Because of the ghosts, the lights were turned off throughout yesterday's supernatural live broadcast. The light came from the moonlight outside the window and the mobile phone. I could barely see a few people playing the game and the death of 6 people. I couldn't see who killed someone.
They also looked for the platform, and there was no backup of yesterday's live broadcast, so if they want to know what happened last night, they can only ask the remaining 7 people.
but now……
Sa Weilan looked at the seven people who were dumbfounded in the living room, and didn't know what to say.
Shao Xinyan scratched his head: "Is the state of these seven people infested by demon energy? Is there a way to recover?"
Feng Mo leaned on Ling Chan's shoulder: "It can't be called intrusion, it should be said that it is the same as the previous few people, using a soul to make a deal with the devil. Now the devil energy still exists in their bodies, devouring what is left of them. souls, until...they die."
People have three souls and seven souls, if one soul and one soul are missing, they will be comatose and foolish at the slightest, and even die at worst. The current state of the seven people is foolish.
Shao Xinyan: "What should we do now?"
Without these seven people, they would have no way of knowing what happened yesterday. With their eyes darkened, how would they deal with the live broadcast tonight?
Feng Mo squinted his eyes: "Evil spirits are inherently illusory. They can be expelled and killed when they are outside the human body. Once they enter the body and complete the transaction with people, it is equivalent to intertwining with human souls, unless the souls are taken out and dispersed." .”
But that is no different from murder.
The room was silent.
Fu Ruiyan felt that he understood a little better.
Ling Chan: "What did they broadcast live yesterday?"
These few people couldn't ask anything, and if they wanted to know more, they could only find a breakthrough from the live broadcast itself.
Sa Weilan rubbed her temples: "There are four games in total: Four Corners Game, Mirror Ghost, Door Opener, and the final 13-player game. Those six people died in the final 13-player game."
Shao Xinyan scratched his hair: "The place where they play games is a four-story building. The places where they play games are the first floor, the second floor, the third floor, and the fourth floor. The final game is on 4 on the fourth floor."
13 is said to be a negative number in the West, extremely cloudy.
4 games, 4 floors, 404.
Play tricks.
These few people use both Chinese and Western yin numbers to play tricks on ghosts, it is really not a big deal!Although Yin Qi is heavy or not has nothing to do with numbers.
Shao Xinyan took a deep breath, resisting the urge to explode: "Not only that, before playing the game, they also opened the Yinling Gate."
At midnight, take a bowl of white rice, put incense on it, and place it at a quiet intersection. After the incense burns and eat the rice, you can enter the underworld as a living person.
Feng Mo frowned: "Opening the Yinling Gate is equivalent to entering the underworld with half a foot. If you don't do anything, you will be noticed by ghosts. You are still playing tricks in this state."
For these years, he has been non-stop day and night to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, but these people in a safe environment have tried their best to recruit demons and play with ghosts...
Feeling tired every time.
I really don't want to deal with these ignorant people.
Ling Chan: "Where did you play the game?"
Shao Xinyan took out his mobile phone and handed it to Ling Chan: "This is the live broadcast account, and this is the game location from yesterday, a hotel called Siwang."
There is a live broadcast page on the mobile phone page.
But the page of the live broadcast is pitch black. If you look carefully, it is not a black screen, but clouds of ink-colored mist.
The mist coils and floats.
The profile picture of the account is a four-story single-family building. The small building is an old style from many years ago, with small windows, wooden frames, and open fans.
The glass of the small building is covered with dust, and it is difficult to see what is in the house. The paint on the wall has peeled off and is very old.
On the gate of the first floor of the small building, there is a wooden sign obliquely hanging on it, which reads: Siwang Hotel.
Seeing the word Siwang, Ling Chan squinted his eyes.
Looking at the pitch-black screen, Feng Mo raised his eyebrows.
The movements can be said to be synchronized with the gods.
Shao Xinyan watched Ling Chan and Feng Mo's movements, blinked, wondering whether he should speak or not.
Ling Chan: "What did you see?"
Feng Mo nodded: "The screen is not black, it should be demonic energy." Feng Mo paused, and added: "This group of demonic energy is so strong that it is not ordinary."
Feng Mo looked up at Ling Chan: "Besides the evil spirit, the layout of this hotel also looks evil. What did you see?"
Ling Chan reached out and clicked on the profile picture of the account: "This hotel is called Siwang. If there is a deep meaning, it is the earthly branch."
Ling Chan: "The Four Prosperity is the simplest group among the Earthly Branches, corresponding to Ziwu Maoyou, they are Yin, Water, Yin Fire, Yin Wood, and Yin Metal. The four branches do not intertwine with each other."
Ling Chan also said: "The palace layout of this hotel is decline, death, tomb, and death. It corresponds to the gradual decline of a person until death."
Four prosperity.
death.
Feng Mo: "Yin decline adds evil energy, and the Yin spirit gate is opened here, and the ghosts it invites are extremely fierce."
Ling Chan: "Under the control of the reincarnation order of heaven, ghosts generally don't take the initiative to kill people, but 13 of them died out of 6."
Ling Chan continued to analyze: "There are three possibilities. First, the ghosts are seeking revenge, and the dead people are related to the ghosts. Second, these 3 people angered the ghosts while playing games, and the ghosts followed them. Third, the ghosts are murderous. "
Ling Chan: "The live broadcast continues, the first rule out."
Feng Mo looked at the dumbfounded people in the living room: "If it's the second type, these people should have traded with demons and escaped."
Ling Chan narrowed his eyes: "In this case, these seven people will participate in the game tonight, and the place will still be at Siwang Hotel."
After all 7 people died, the live broadcast ended.
Feng Mo pondered: "If this is the case, how about we trap these seven people here and wait?"
Ling Chan reminded: "There is a third type."
Feng Mo had a headache: "If that's the case, everything will be uncertain."
The third type is the murderous nature of ghosts.
Then the number of live broadcasts is uncertain.
Who will appear in the live broadcast is uncertain.
How long the live broadcast will last is uncertain!
Ling Chan and Feng Mo looked at each other.
With one voice: "Go to Siwang."
Shao Xinyan blinked: "..."
I feel redundant.
Fu Ruiyan: "..."
No, and me.
Guiyao took the lead weakly.
And I……
Only Sa Weilan remained calm and calm, and asked with a smile, "What about the seven?"
Siwang Hotel is located in a mountainous area at the junction of the three provinces of Imperial Capital, Province H, and Province T. There is no expressway, so you can only take the mountain road. It is more than four hours away from Imperial Capital.
The hotel is surrounded by mountains, and the only road is potholed by large trucks. It is not easy to walk. The car is not driving fast. When we reach the mountain village near the hotel, the sun has already set.
Feng Mo lay on Ling Chan's shoulder and looked at Shao Xinyan.
Shao Xinyan huddled in a corner with the cat in his arms, and said with his mobile phone, "It is said that this hotel was built in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the investor and builder was a wealthy businessman."
"After the hotel, a wealthy businessman hired an old couple to take care of the hotel. The location is not very good, there are not many pedestrians passing by, and the business of the hotel has always been deserted. It doesn't make money every year, but the hotel is still open. Really. strangeness."
Shao Xinyan flicked his mobile phone and said, "One summer night in the sixth year after the hotel was built, the couple who took care of the hotel and the four residents at that time died inexplicably..."
Fu Ruiyan turned the corner in the car and saw a big pothole on the road ahead. Fu Ruiyan turned sideways at a high speed, and the front wheel brushed the edge of the pothole, but ran over another stone.
The car had a big bump.
First he was thrown from the side, and then he was knocked into the air. Shao Xinyan hurriedly supported the cat in his arms, and the phone was thrown out without holding it, and it fell on Sa Weilan's lap...
A mobile phone flew into her arms, and Sa Weilan lowered her head.
Looking at the mobile phone on an indescribable part of herself, Sa Weilan squinted her eyes and looked sideways at Shao Xinyan.
Shao Xinyan dutifully finished the last word: "...Death."
No matter what you look at, it's not me who pounces on it.
Sa Weilan raised her eyebrows.
Ling Chan hugged Feng Mo.
Every desert is as motionless as a mountain.
The author has something to say: Fu Ruiyan: "..."
I shouldn't be in the car.
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