The Big Bad Beats Your Chest [Quick Transmigration]

From the moment he saw the girl's abnormal behavior, Teng Nan slowly recalled the news that he had seen a few months ago. The incident was widely circulated and shocked everyone. Few people didn't know it, and they were the same group. It's a coincidence that I have been busy for several months, and I don't know what day and night will be in the mountains, so I ignore all kinds of abnormal places and book this store.

Because the place where the accident happened was very close to the place they were looking for, when the media at that time reported the incident from various channels, he also paid special attention to the name of the place where the accident happened, which was Xiyan!

Now it seems that this small hotel is absolutely correct.

Probably because he slept too much in the past few days, Bai Yu couldn't even fall asleep lying on the bed tossing and turning, and still couldn't fall asleep after squinting for a while, so he ran to another bed to find his exclusive pillow for these days, and the pillow was very self-conscious , opened the quilt and let him get in.

Bai Yulian hugged Teng Nan's waist, and rubbed his face on his chest. The breath of Teng Nan always made him feel at ease and satisfied.

Few people can bring him a sense of security, he never expected to meet such a person in the mission world, how strange, Bai Yu even thought.

Seeing that he couldn't fall asleep, Teng Nan told him a story about what happened in this small hotel a few months ago, so as to teach him to be vigilant.

By the way... scare him.

Thinking of the little zongzi who was so frightened that he crawled into his arms, Teng Nan raised the corners of his mouth mischievously.

"A few months ago, the business of this store was still very good, because the location was in the scenic spot, and the rooms would be full from time to time. During the peak tourist season, if you want to stay, you have to book a number online...

I remember it seems to be NO.13 in May, there was an accident on the third floor of this store...

At that time, a couple and their four-year-old daughter lived on the third floor, five donkey friends who spontaneously organized online tours of the ancient city, and three men from other places with strong accents.

On the night of the accident, the tenants on the second floor heard a lot of noise from upstairs, the sound of heavy objects falling, the noise of scraping the wall, and the cry of a girl... In short, no one slept well that night, but after all, In the tourist area, there are many people and miscellaneous, and no one went downstairs to complain to the front desk.

As a result, no one found out until the next day that something had happened.

There is an iron door in the stairwell from the second floor to the third floor. The tenant who got up to buy breakfast at that time suddenly found a bloody corpse lying behind the iron door. The waiter at the front desk came to see.

The front desk forcefully opened the iron door with fear, and the corpse lost the support of the iron door and fell down in an instant. When it landed on the ground on the second floor, there was a muffled bang. Later, the forensic doctor found out that there was no trace of skin on the corpse. Elastic, stiff body, almost like a stone, what is even more strange is that this person has no obvious trauma, let alone fatal injuries, and the blood stains on his body belong to others. Several forensic doctors have their own opinions and always The man's cause of death could not be determined.And this person is one of the three foreigners.

Leaving aside what happened afterwards, let's say that the front desk was also pale with fright, but out of responsibility, she still bit the bullet and went up to call other people on the third floor.

The more you go up, the stronger the smell of blood. The entire corridor on the third floor is covered with blood. The guest room doors are wooden doors, which are not as strong as iron doors. There were bloody stumps and broken arms scattered in front of each room, and there was a half-body man in the middle of the corridor, with white intestines falling out...

The worst thing was that little girl, who was almost chopped into meat sauce, a family of three, five donkey friends, and three foreigners, no one was spared that night...

It turned out that the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground that the tenants on the second floor heard was actually the sound of a severed head falling to the ground, and the sound of scraping the wall was the nail clipping of the woman in the family of three when she resisted. The sound of scratching the floor...

After the incident happened for a week, seeing the growing influence of the society, the police finally decided to close the case. It was said that one of the foreigners had a sudden mental illness and killed everyone on the third floor, including his companion. Afterwards, he woke up. This is committing suicide.

But everyone knew that that night, if there was not that anti-theft iron door in the corridor, everyone in the hotel might not have survived.

After this incident, no one dared to stay in this inn again. The owner of the inn had no choice but to resign several employees, and finally redecorated the third floor, closed for a month or two, and then reopened. It's a pity that the business has plummeted, let alone returning to its heyday, even it is incomparable with ordinary homestays. "

After listening to the whole story, Bai Yulian was silent for a long time before saying quietly: "Teng Nan, if you don't go to storytelling, you are really wasting talent."

Teng Nan didn't seem to understand modesty at all, and said unceremoniously: "I'm overwhelmed and overwhelmed. In fact, storytelling is just a hobby of mine, and fighting with zongzi is my main business."

After finishing speaking, he touched Bai Yulian's body a few times.

The corners of Bai Yulian's mouth twitched: "Then asking you to tell me a story is really wronging you."

"Don't be wronged, don't be wronged, whatever you want to hear, you are willing to help at any time, such as the chair of Fengmen Village, the wild man in Shennongjia, the road that disappeared in Lop Nur..."

Are grave robbers so wild now?Give him some color and he even opened a dyeing workshop?

"Don't be poor... Do you think that the situation of the foreigner who died in front of the iron gate is very similar to the situation of the zombie we saw in the funeral tomb? Is there any connection between the two?"

Teng Nan saw that his eyes were very bright, and he didn't look frightened at all. He sighed in his heart, but he didn't expect this little zongzi to be quite courageous.

"I wasn't sure before, but after going to the funeral mausoleum, I'm now at least [-]% sure that the three foreigners must have come from a wrong way, maybe they were local masters disguised as tourists, and they definitely came into contact with it." Something of vital importance... something that can turn a living person into a zombie!"

"But Xiyan is still so far away from the imperial mausoleum... Not to mention the distance, the three natural moats alone cannot be broken through with the ability of a few of them. What, it doesn't make sense!"

"This is the crux of the problem. Near Xiyan, there are definitely relics of the Qin Dynasty!"

"Actually, I have been wondering why Xu Tianling is so firm in thinking that as long as he enters the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, he can find a way to live forever? If Shihuang really holds the secret of longevity in his hands, how could he die? Died 2000 years ago and watched his dynasty collapse?"

Hearing this, Teng Nan took a deep look at Bai Yulian and said after a long time of deliberation: "Because Xu Xianghua found Xu Fu's descendants, there is a saying engraved in the Xu family's ancestral hall, and only when you reach the imperial mausoleum can you live forever."

"Just relying on this one sentence that cannot be verified? Is it Xu Fu's engraving, and you still have to say it!"

"You don't understand Xu Xianghua's obsession with longevity. He doesn't have many days to live."

"It turned out to be to renew my life!"

"Yes, Qiaoying is just his cover. He is using Xu Tianling. I know better than anyone else what his real intentions are."

"Who is Qiaoying?"

"Xu Qiaoying, my sister."

"Your sister? What's going on, tell me about it."

"The story is too long, I will tell you later, now, go to sleep." Teng Nan pressed Bai Yulian's head and closed his eyes.

"Oh, you! Are you really a storyteller? Say half and keep half, it's tempting."

The old god Tengnan said in the authentic way: "If you want to know the cause and effect, please listen to the next chapter to explain."

Bai Yulian was so curious as if he had a kitten scratching in his heart, but the person in front of him fell asleep as soon as he said it, and no matter how he tried to tease him, he didn't answer the conversation.

After arguing for a while, Bai Yulian was also tired, and slowly closed his eyes in Teng Nan's arms.

When the black-faced Li became famous in the Tao, the country was still in a period of ten years of catastrophe, because when he was young, the elders in his family were also old gentlemen left over from the feudal society. At the age of 17, he was dispatched to the remote mountains of the motherland to jump in the queue.

The vanguard at that time did not know what kind of plague they sent into the mountains.The elders of the black-faced Li can read a few words, some teach, and some fortune-tellers, but these are tricks on the surface, and their real business is shady. This group of people is commonly known as Xiling Lishi , has the ability to move mountains and fill soil, to put it bluntly, it is to dig people's ancestral graves.

Asking Black-faced Li to jump in the queue is tantamount to going back to the mountain. This person honestly helps farmers work during the day, and at night he haunts various deep mountains and old forests, visiting those deserted tombs that no one cares about. This person has been in the Northwest for ten years. , All the artifacts that were touched were hidden in the cellar of the hut. When he returned to his hometown, the artifacts he took out shocked all his peers, and even attracted the attention of the officials.

Later, this person also learned to restrain his edge, and stopped being a lama with others, and retreated behind the scenes, trained a large group of apprentices to work for him, and established a lot of markets in the area south of the Yangtze River, specializing in these from The goods brought up from the ground have gradually become important figures in the industry.

There was still a light in the main hall of the small hotel, but the old-fashioned light bulb was very dim, and it made people drowsy even more when it was turned on.

The girl at the front desk had already been driven back to sleep by Luo Yin's people. At this moment, Luo Yin was sitting on the dilapidated leather sofa, breathing heavily, waiting for someone.

The wall clock in the main hall was almost pointing to twelve o'clock, and several people heard the sound of steady footsteps coming from the courtyard.

They are all Lianjiazi, Luo Yin shook the soot, and a sternness flashed in his eyes.

The first person to come in was a thin old man, his eyes were hale and shrewd, and there was a faint blackness lingering on his bark-like old face.

Blackface Lee.

It is rumored that when he was young, he opened the coffin to touch the corpse, and met an extremely fierce black rice dumpling, and was accidentally poisoned by the corpse. This poison cannot be removed with glutinous rice like ordinary corpse poison, but can only be removed with human genitals. Therefore, after so many years, Black Face Li's face has always been black, which is also the origin of his name.

Luo Yin counted the people behind him, and finally decided to speak first: "Uncle Li, those two apprentices of yours are not kind."