Penitent hand, trembling slightly

Shen Maomao gritted his teeth and said, "Is this after me?!"

Lou Jingmo patted her shoulder for fear: "It seems that you can only return it to Xiaobao."

Shen Maomao bent down and stretched out his right hand to grab the ball.

The moment her hand touched the ball, the yellow and white ball instantly turned into a head covered in blood and mud, biting her finger with bared teeth.

"Fuck!!!" Shen Maomao's pupils contracted, he withdrew his hands suddenly, sat down on the ground, kicked his legs back hard, and jumped back a few meters in the blink of an eye.

Messy hair was wrapped around its head, covering its entire face, only a pair of white eyes and a bloody mouth were exposed from the gaps in the hair.

Lou Jingmo immediately grabbed her and picked her up from the ground: "What's wrong?!"

Shen Maomao pointed at the head rolling towards the large room, almost speechless.

When she blinked again, she realized that there was no head, it was clearly just an ordinary ball.

"Nimma..." She believed that she was absolutely not dazzled just now, "This ball turned into a head in my eyes just now, and it still wants to bite me!!"

Jin Mao said: "Head? Whose head?"

"I didn't see it clearly..." Shen Maomao was extremely wronged, "It's already covered with hair all over its head, and it's so scary, how can I have the courage to look carefully?"

Lou Jingmo: "Long hair? It should be a woman, right? Is it Miss Hong?"

Shen Maomao shook his head: "It doesn't seem to be... that hair is a little yellow, as if it has been dyed. Sister Hong didn't dye her hair."

The golden retriever said hesitantly: "You said... Could it belong to the missing person?"

Shen Maomao's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Lou Jingmo.

Lou Jingmo was thoughtful: "Let's go up the mountain and look for it today, and see if we can find anything."

After experiencing such a blow, Shen Maomao dared not touch the ball again.The golden hair is fat, help her pick up the ball.It may be because of the boy's strong yang energy, so nothing weird happened.

But just as he picked up the ball on this side, there was a sudden cry of a child from the room on the large side—it was Xiaobao crying and clamoring to find his own ball, the sound was so loud that the entire corridor could be heard Clearly.

The golden retriever immediately felt that the ball became hot.

Lou Jingmo pushed him: "Don't be afraid, go and return it to them."

The golden retriever trembled: "No problem?" Lou Jingmo said calmly, "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

"Sister Xiaolou, I'll go!" The golden retriever, like a majestic large dog, walked to the room where the crying was loudest, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

An impatient voice came from inside: "Who is it?! Wait a minute!"

Xiaobao's mother opened the door and looked at him with a hostile face: "What are you doing?"

The golden retriever handed her the ball: "Your Little Treasure's ball was thrown outside, and I picked it up for him."

Xiaobao's mother frowned, snatched the ball back at once, and asked, "My Xiaobao hasn't gone out all day, why is the ball in your hand?"

Golden Retriever: "? No... We put the ball downstairs together yesterday, who knows why it appeared at our door again this morning."

Xiaobao's mother snorted coldly: "Then who knows, children's toys are also curious, which made my son cry for so long, and his voice is hoarse!"

The golden retriever laughed angrily: "Does it look like I've never seen a ball before?"

Xiaobao's mother gave him a blank look, and closed the door with a "bang".

"Who is it?! Are you sick?!" Jin Mao almost kicked the door, and Shen Maomao hurriedly stopped him: "Brother Jin, brother Jin, calm down!"

The crying in the door gradually subsided, and Lou Jingmo patted the two of them on the shoulder: "Let's go, wash your face and find someone for dinner, don't waste time here."

The golden retriever glared angrily at the house number 318, and followed the two of them to wash up, muttering.

After washing up, they took the elevator that must stop on the second floor, went downstairs to have breakfast, and met a few npcs they didn't know.

The temperature on the first floor has returned to normal, and the air conditioner should have been fixed.

Sister Hong was also downstairs, Shen Maomao found a seat, then ran to her side in a low voice, and asked, "Sister Hong, what activities do we have today?"

"Free activities today, you can go to the astronomical research center if you want, or stay in the hotel to play games. But the mountains are dangerous, and it's best not to go when there are few people. I've said everything I need to say. If you feel bored, you have to go to the mountains to play." , then pay attention to your own safety, and you can’t rely on me if there is an accident.”

"Understood, thank you, Miss Hong."

Since it was a free activity, the three of them didn't inform the others, and went out directly after finishing eating and tidying up.

In the morning, the sun was not so bright, and the temperature was not too high. Shen Maomao put on his peaked cap and took a deep breath.

The air in the mountains is exceptionally fresh, and the refreshing fragrance of some flowers in it makes her calm down involuntarily, and she will be able to ascend into the sky in the next second.

In addition to the three of them, there are some people who are also planning to go up the mountain, including Mustache and his roommate Guozilian.

A group of people did not deliberately form a team, just walked up the mountain wave after wave.The field of vision during the day was wider, and the mountain lost its mystery and appeared more clearly in front of their eyes.

From the middle path, you can easily see the rows of tree trunks on both sides. The shadows of the leaves fall on the ground, helping the various plants under the trees to block the sun.

A little squirrel jumped down from the treetop, its big tail was like a parachute, let it fall to the ground smoothly, holding a pine cone and curiously looking at these tall humans; a group of colorful birds lined up The sky circled above their heads, and from time to time two cheerful chirps came out...

All this seems very harmonious at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, you will find that it does not conform to the logic of reality, and there is a kind of weirdness in the beauty, which makes people's scalp tingle.

Mustache slowed down on purpose, and waited for them to catch up with his Chinese face.

The way forward was blocked by them, Shen Maomao looked up at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mustache said: "We are in 304, the one next to the bathroom, and we found a lot of long hair in the room today."

Where did the two big men get their long hair?So this morning when he woke up and found those messy long hair, he was almost scared to pee.

"Later, I went to the opposite side, and the other side said that there was nothing abnormal in their room, but I always felt something was wrong, so I wanted to ask you..."

Lou Jingmo replied: "We found the ball at the door."

"We sent the ball to the front desk, but it showed up at the door of our room this morning." Seeing that Lou Jingmo was not stingy with his own experience, Shen Maomao added, "And sometimes the ball will be in front of the room." Before my eyes turned into a human head, and the face of the human head was also full of long hair, the hair was yellow..."

She seemed to think of something, and asked suddenly: "By the way, is the hair in your room yellow?"

If so, then these hairs are likely to come from that head.

Mustache shook his head: "No, it's very pure black..."

Well, then it's not alone.

The Chinese character face who was silent like gold all the time beside him suddenly said: "What yellow? Lemon yellow or orange chrome yellow?"

Shen Maomao was taken aback for a moment, realizing that he was asking about the color of the head's hair, and quickly said: "What yellow are you talking about? It's not yellow, it's a darker flaxen color, or brown? Or khaki? Anyway, if you don’t look carefully, you’ll think it’s black.”

The Chinese character face asked again: "How long is the hair?"

Shen Maomao desperately recalled: "It's quite long... It's a lot longer than the head, and it's about the same as the chest? There's a little curly at the end..."

Guozilian said firmly: "It's Mrs. Wang."

Mrs. Wang...is Xiaobao's mother.

The golden retriever shivered.

Shen Maomao next to him said quietly: "Is this the legendary head that was taken off and played as a ball for you? Xiaobao's mother spoils her child too much, right?"

Golden Retriever: "..."

Lou Jingmo looked at the Chinese character face with the object of inspection: "Are you sure?"

Guo Zilian nodded, and became very talkative when he talked about his good comprehension: "I am an oil painter, and I am used to observing the human body. Among the women in the hotel, only Mrs. Wang has dyed dark brown. She should have ironed the curls a long time ago." , so the hair on the top is very straight, and the corners are curly."

Mustache couldn't help complaining: "Brother, you are more like a haircut in a hair salon."

The national character face pursed his lips, and he became inexplicably angry: "My observation is not wrong, this is what I am best at, and I will never make mistakes."

Mustache scratched the back of his head: "Why are you still angry? I was just joking, I'm sorry, I didn't question your meaning."

"It's okay." Guo Zilian closed his mouth and returned to his previous look of sawing a gourd.

Shen Maomao said: "Thank you two big brothers, what are you going to do? We are going to try to find the girl who disappeared yesterday. Do you want to go together?"

Mustache waved his hand: "No, no, let's go to the top of the mountain to see the astronomical research center. You can look for it, but the chance of finding her should be quite small."

Shen Maomao smiled and said, "It's good to have a clear conscience."

The two with mustaches and square faces disappeared before their eyes, and Lou Jingmo who was next to him suddenly said: "That man has a strong smell of blood."

Shen Maomao: "What? Who? Who killed someone?"

"...Sister Xiaolou should not be talking about who killed someone in the dungeon, but that he killed someone in reality." Jin Mao was a little curious, "Which one? Is it the man with the beard?"

Lou Jingmo: "It's the Chinese character face."

Shen Maomao: "Who???"

Chinese character face?But he looks really honest, and he usually doesn't speak...

Is it all his disguise?

"Artists are all lunatics." Lou Jingmo looked at his receding back, "and if I'm not mistaken, he already has murderous intentions for that mustache."

Shen Maomao: "??? Because of what?"

The people in the game were drawn in because of their sins.They have already got such an end, are there still people who commit crimes against the wind and kill people for inexplicable reasons?

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