The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

The two fat and thin security guards took four gold coins and left contentedly, dragging the dead away.

Cen Jin asked, "Where are you going to take the corpse?"

Fat security guard: "Put it in the security room on the basement floor of the hotel, and the body will disappear automatically when the sun rises."

Cen Jin: "Has the previous body been sent to the police station for autopsy?"

Fat security guard: "I know what you want to ask, there are indeed, and they will disappear after dawn. For the sake of the generosity of the two ladies, I will give you a small free gift. After the priest's exorcism failed, he found a public expression The cursed witches of the hotel stopped when they appeared about eight or nine meters away from the door.

The witch didn't want to come in. She said that the bunny had a close relationship with the witch, and she didn't want to hurt the bunny. More importantly, she couldn't undo the curse. She said it was a curse from God. "

Cen Jin: "God can also curse?"

Fat security guard: "That's why the Vatican was furious, and it will draw a line with witches from now on."

Cen Jin blinked: "Thank you for the gift."

Fat security guard: "If you still have this kind of business in the future, please continue to look for us."

Cen Jin sent them away, walked up to Ding Yiqing, and pretended to ask casually, "Are the gold coins your funeral?"

Ding Yiqing: "No."

Cen Jin: "Where did it come from?"

Ding Yiqing: "I picked it up from someone else's grave."

Cen Jin: "I hope you know that tomb robbery violates the law."

"There is no tomb robbery." Ding Yiqing said with a smile: "I smashed someone's tomb, pried open his coffin lid, smashed the bones, and picked up a pile of gold coins that no one wanted. Speaking of which, it was still a pile of cursed gold coins , What is the specific curse, I just want to know."

Cen Jin twitched the corners of his mouth: "Isn't it good to keep the cursed gold coins? Randomly throwing out ordinary people is intentional murder, and you know the law is breaking the law."

Ding Yiqing glanced at Cen Jin: "That's the law for human beings."

Cen Jin rushed to the door: "You are a human teacher now, so you have to abide by the laws of human society." As soon as the door was opened, he wanted to speak, but the corridor was empty.

go so fast?

He quickly ran to the elevator, and the three elevators stopped on the 24th floor, -1 floor, and 1st floor respectively. He glanced at the locked security door next to him, and this was the 21st floor, so it was obviously impossible to take the stairs.

Cen Jin held down the elevator and was about to catch up with the fat and thin security guards to take back the cursed gold coins. He was a little anxious and irritable, complaining why Ding Yiqing was so unreliable all of a sudden. Although he knew that he was a god and didn't care about human lives, he casually gave the cursed gold coins to ordinary people Still annoying.

... The elevator arrived, Cen Jin stepped into the elevator, suddenly stopped, and found something wrong.

He and Ding Yiqing chatted for less than a minute and immediately chased him out, and the long corridor was at least 1 meters long. If he jogged or ran fast, he could definitely reach the elevator entrance within a minute, but why did the two fat and thin security guards run?

Suppose it takes them less than half a minute to run to the elevator, and they still need to wait for the elevator to arrive.

The speed of the elevator is generally 1.5-1.75 meters per second. It takes at least 50 seconds for two security guards to take the corpse to the first floor of the hotel. Besides, they may not meet the elevator that just stops on the 21st floor when they come out.

In this way, there must not be enough time, and the speed of the security guards is ridiculously fast.

In a blink of an eye, Cen Jin immediately withdrew his feet, only to see the elevator suddenly fall, making violent sparks and harsh sounds. If he hadn't retracted his feet in time, half of his body would probably be scraped off by the elevator car.

Cen Jin wiped off the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and finally realized something was wrong.

His thinking is slowing down, his body's reaction ability is slowing down, and even his emotions have become irritable and irritable. In normal times, he wouldn't be so impatient to question Ding Yiqing and vent his anger on him inexplicably.

The identities of the two security guards were not right.

Cen Jin turned around and saw Ding Yiqing standing at the door of the room at the end of the corridor, his face was indifferent, he seemed to know everything well, Huang Mao couldn't help feeling a headache, and couldn't help wondering if Ding Yiqing was playing tricks on him.

He really didn't want to be vigilant against Ding Yiqing all the time, feeling tired and irritable. During the time when he was the most wary of Ding Yiqing before, there were times when he got along with him easily. Beware of Ding Yiqing.

"is it necessary?"

When passing by Ding Yiqing, Cen Jin heard his light inquiry.

"?"

Ding Yiqing lowered his eyes and looked at Cen Jin: "I said it is necessary to guard me so much?"

Cen Jin smiled awkwardly, without denying or feeling sorry.

Ding Yiqing: "Until I get the result I want, I will do my best to keep you alive." He stretched out his hand, stroked Cen Jin's neck with his fingers, and said softly: "This is my greatest sincerity, Cen Jin, you are alive. You are my biggest reward for making this deal with you."

Cen Jin was silent for a moment: "Sorry, I'm too sensitive."

Ding Yiqing: "You don't need to apologize, you can use me and squeeze me as much as you want, you don't need to feel guilty, you don't need to be burdened, you just need to respond to me with a little sincerity."

Cen Jin: "What do you want me to do?"

"Trust." Ding Yiqing leaned over, looked into Cen Jin's eyes, and said with a sigh: "Trust me, Cen Jin, just give me a little trust."

Cen Jin blinked his eyes, tilted his head slightly and looked back at Ding Yiqing, thinking that he seemed to have accused him of disbelief more than once a long time ago, so is this very important to Ding Yiqing?

"I don't like being a marionette."

Ding Yiqing was silent.

Cen Jin asked him, "Are you still writing the script?"

"I can't write it." Ding Yiqing: "As I said, I am not exhaustive. The success of those so-called script rehearsals is based on my insight into the opponent, and I am not familiar with the European battlefield. The opponent here is very strong. Even I find it difficult."

On par with Ding Yiqing?

That's really great.

Cen Jin: "What kind of opponent is that? How powerful is it?"

Ding Yiqing: "Let's put it this way, he was the one who found my weakness and restrained me... He was a pleasure criminal, a war lunatic, very provocative, with an extremely bad personality, who excavated the negative emotions of human beings and judged them."

Listening to Ding Yiqing's adjectives, Huangmao felt weird, and thinking about it carefully, isn't this Ding Yiqing himself?

Although Ding Yiqing can't be called a war maniac, there is nothing wrong with his bad personality. Is there a difference between a happy person and a happy criminal?Put it on Huangmao, anyway, he thinks there is no difference.

"Are you going to dig this guy's grave?"

Ding Yiqing corrected: "I went to attend this late funeral, because the old man's temperament is too bad, out of worry and pursuit of the truth, so I simply checked the situation in the coffin."

Did this embellishment mean that he would forget the deeds of digging people's ancestral graves and destroying bones and ashes just now?

"What were those two security guards just now?" Cen Jin quickly changed the subject.

"It's something in the hotel." After a pause, Ding Qingqing explained: "I can't tell you the answer to everything, it's not interesting to check it that way."

"You just said before that staying in a hotel was calculated, and you didn't notice the curse at the first time, so it's not that you can't tell me the answer, it's that you don't know either."

As long as Cen Jin is aware of the problem and his emotions are not affected, he can return to his previous IQ.

"Ding Yiqing, are you restricted?"

Ding Yiqing stepped back and leaned against the door frame, fingers still groping Cen Jin's neck vaguely, the fingertips resting on his chin: "I'm not familiar with curses."

Huangmao snorted twice, not believing it, thinking non-stop. According to the characteristics of the opponent described by Ding Yiqing, he should be a happy criminal god with a high IQ. He occupied the European battlefield thousands of years in advance. If he came out to seek revenge, he must have already set up preventive measures on the European battlefield.

It must be because of this, Ding Yiqing has some restrictions.

He put this speculation aside for a moment and returned to the strange events in the hotel itself.

The identities of the two security guards are suspicious, and the information may not be all correct. Maybe some false information is mixed in, or some important information is missing. In short, let's make a preliminary summary first.

First of all, there are evil spirits in the hotel. They have some relationship with the weird rabbit portrait, maybe the relationship between the tiger and the ghost.

Secondly, there is a special curse attached to the weird rabbit portrait. There is no law of killing, and there is no fixed tendency to kill. There should be usable information about the bunny story told by the security guard, but it has not been found yet.

In the Old Testament, rabbits represent unclean lust.

Those who commit lust will be burned at the stake, but the dead will be beheaded.

When two commit lust at the same time, only one dies.

Although Lei Anna and Tongue Nail Man could tell that their private lives were messy, at least they were alone in the room at the time, so why were they being targeted?

Then there are curses, there should be two curses.

Ding Yiqing, the witch and the two security guards both said 'curse of the hotel', in addition to the weird portraits, when the security guards provided information, they subconsciously distinguished the 'curse of the hotel' from the 'weird portraits', which shows that there is more than one strange murder Weird portrait.

***

With a ding sound, the elevator door opened, and the red-haired man rushed towards the revolving door of the hotel with Leianna on his back. After running four or five meters, he suddenly stopped and looked at the familiar hotel lobby in astonishment.

The black man with dirty braids stood in front of him, staring at him with black and white eyes, and told him, "You went around the revolving door and came back."

The red-haired man couldn't believe how he could make such a low-level mistake, so he didn't have time to think about it. He continued to rush towards the revolving door with Leanna behind his back, and rushed back to the hotel lobby four times in a row, and finally couldn't help but curse violently.

The black man with dreadlocks pressed the red-haired man's shoulder and said, "Maybe that painting is preventing us from leaving."

Red-haired man: "Do you really believe in the existence of hotel ghosts?"

Dreadlocked Black Man: "Admittedly, it's time for witches to get paid."

The red-haired man seemed to think of something, his face was sullen, and his eyes were gloomy: "The two of us are not being targeted, try to go out and see if you will be stopped."

The black man with dreadlocks hesitated for a while, then took out the black doll he was carrying and walked towards the revolving door. The red-haired man watched the whole process, from the moment the man entered the revolving door and walked back, his face became quite ugly.

"Why can't you get out?" The red-haired man looked fiercely, looked around, grabbed a chair and walked towards the revolving door, but was stopped by the man with dreadlocks.

"All of us can't go out. Trying to resist is likely to suffer unbearable consequences." The black man with dirty braids spread his palms, and the black doll was cut off at the middle. "This is a voodoo doll, which can help us in the next disaster. I tried to rush out just now, and it seemed to anger the things in the hotel. If there was no voodoo doll to help me stop the disaster, I might be seriously injured or die."

The red-haired man was puzzled: "Why didn't I get warned about Leianna who bumped into the evil spirit behind my back, but you were warned?"

Black man with dirty braids: "Maybe it's because Rhianna was marked."

What's the meaning?The red-haired man couldn't figure it out. Just as he was about to continue asking, he saw a woman walking towards the revolving door in a hurry. For some reason, he felt uneasy in his heart, so he subconsciously opened his mouth to stop the woman.

The woman left in a hurry, kept her head buried, and passed through the revolving door smoothly.

The red-haired man was shocked: "How could she leave?"

However, there was an indiscernible creaking sound, the central air conditioner in the hall was blowing cold wind, and the dozing front desk couldn't help wrapping up his clothes tightly, while the air conditioner on the revolving door frame was dripping water, which could be seen. A small pool of water stains quickly gathered on the exposed ground.

The woman took a step forward, and suddenly yelled 'ah'. It turned out that her hair was caught in the gap between the fixed frame of the revolving door. She quickly stepped back and carefully tore her hair away. Then she heard a creaking sound, and a curved glass behind her was crumbling. , fell down with a bang.

The woman didn't care about her distress, she quickly tore off her hair and hurried back into the hotel, narrowly avoiding the large piece of falling glass, causing some people in the hall to exclaim.

Her complexion was not good, and she turned around and wanted to get angry at the lobby manager. At this time, the three-wing revolving door turned around and stopped slowly, and the curved wall glass that suddenly broke was about one meter high, and the edge was as sharp as before. Sharpened guillotine.

At the same time, the woman took a big stride, her high-heeled shoes stepped into the air-conditioning puddle, she accidentally slipped, lost her center of gravity and fell down, her neck was caught in the curved glass, the body was separated, the screaming stopped abruptly, and a large number of bright red The blood flowed out, forming a large puddle.

Black man with dirty braids: "It seems that everyone can't leave the hotel tonight."

The red-haired man's legs were weak and he fell directly to the ground.

***

Hongzhuan and Saul found the hotel management room. Behind them was a very long corridor. The floor, walls and ceiling were carved with symmetrical patterns, the lights were pale, and the door of the room was closed. When they knocked on the hotel management room, they heard There was the sound of a chair being pulled, and the overhead lights suddenly flickered.

Hongzhuan turned his head abruptly, the lights returned to normal, and the long corridor was deadly quiet, but he seemed to hear countless overlapping breathing sounds, as if he had an illusion in front of his eyes, and every closed door was slightly floating, like a house. gasping.

Thumb-sized door openings flipped, like human eyeballs, staring at them in unison.

Cold sweat dripped from Hongzhuan's forehead. Facing Saul's puzzled eyes, he shook his head and said it was all right. He stomped his feet. The echo broke the dead silence of the corridor but did not dispel the fear. Instead, it gave him the illusion that an evil spirit was approaching.

At this time, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman dressed as a housekeeper looked at them: "I am Selina, the hotel manager, who are you?"

Saul briefly described the purpose of coming in a few words, and Selina looked through the two to the promenade behind them, and suddenly her face changed and said, "Come in."

Hongzhuan's spine ran over with a creepy back, and immediately flashed into the room. Saul was a little confused, and asked the reason. At this time, Hongzhuan caught a glimpse of the light at the end of the corridor flickering, and then turned on after the darkness, out of thin air Two figures standing side by side appeared.

The body of an adult, wearing a black suit, with a black rabbit head, looked at them coldly with a blood-stained ax in his hand.

Hongzhuan was almost suffocated, and in the next second, he saw two bunny-headed men jumping up to the top of the corridor in a distorted posture and crawling towards this side. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of him. Before he had time to think, he grabbed Saul and pulled him in. Slam the door shut.

Bang!

Roar!

The door slamming and the monster's roar sounded at the same time, shaking the three people in the room immobile. Saul, who didn't see the rabbit-headed attack, panicked in a daze: "What's going on? What is it? Hongzhuan, what do you see?"

Selena's eyes were wide open, and she panted in panic. She gradually regained her composure after the bunny man outside the room left. The first thing she did was to ask, "Which of you two was marked?"

The alarm bell rang in Hongzhuan's mind: "There is a strange portrait of a rabbit head in my room, and I was attacked by an evil spirit in the room afterwards. What are these rabbit heads?"

Selena: "They are evil spirits that roam the hotel, picking their prey to hunt on full moon nights."

Full moon?

The two looked out the window at the same time, and they saw a full moon hanging high.

Cultures all over the world have a beautiful sentiment towards the full moon, and at the same time, there is a common fear. In the east, ghosts and monsters worship the moon, and in the west, there are werewolves and vampires, and the root of their fear is nothing more than the sudden suddenness of ordinary things. Alienated into something dangerous and deadly.

"You are marked, and they will keep chasing you until you can't run, and then cut off your head." Selina said.

Hongzhuan immediately said: "I want to leave the hotel!"

"You will come back even if you go away." Selena took out a lot of newspapers from under the table and pointed them to them one by one: "These are people who have died in the past two years. Some of them went abroad, some of them hid Temples, churches, all came back in the end, and died tragically in the room, without exception, and no one survived."

Holding the bone chain, Hongzhuan murmured to himself: "I'll go to the witch and my grandma. We gypsies are good at cursing, and we will definitely find a way to break the curse."

Selena shook her head and sighed: "If you don't believe me, just leave here." She suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Have you committed the crime of lust?"

"No." Hongzhuan's eyes lit up, he opened the newspaper and finally found something in common: "More than half of the deceased came to the hotel to get a room. Did all the deceased commit the crime of lust?"

"No." Selena broke his fantasy cruelly: "If you commit the crime of lust, you will be burned at the stake. However, in the past two years, only one dead person was burned to death, and the other dead died by beheading. In addition, it is not that we have not invited witches to lift the curse , but she can't do anything about it."

Just when Hongzhuan was frustrated, Saul received an email notification. When he clicked on it, his expression was quite ugly.

He handed the email notification to Hongzhuan, who couldn't help cursing: "She told us to solve the curse here before she would continue to help us? This woman is crazy! She deliberately wants to kill us!"

Bang! !

Suddenly a loud noise came from the next room, shaking the three people in the room so that they did not dare to breathe out. They looked at each other, trembling with fear, and the deathly silence was drowned like a frenzy.

Selena said almost out of breath, "No one lives next door."

The hearts of the two tightened, Hongzhuan stared at the wall and walked forward, putting his ear to the wall to eavesdrop on the movement in the next room.

There was no movement at first, but after ten seconds or so, he heard the sound of breathing, as if it was close to his ear, layer upon layer, as if the next room was full of people, breathing violently against the wall, he The dimly lit ward and the dying patient wearing an oxygen mask flashed through his mind.

Such violent breathing is like the breath of dying from one seriously ill patient after another.

His red bones and hair stood on end, goosebumps appeared from his arms all the way to his neck, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he felt a puff of air blowing to his neck, and he backed away, staring at the wall and shivering.

"The wall is breathing."

"Hong Zhuan, what did you say?"

Saul also came over, and the next moment he heard the panting like a seriously ill patient, and he could clearly feel the breathing. He looked at Hong Zhuan and said in unison, "Run!"

At the same time, loud roars and bangs erupted from the wall. Saul and Red rushed to the door of the room with Selena on their backs. As soon as they walked out of the corridor, the wall behind them collapsed, and four bunny men chased after her with axes. kill over here.

The two of them didn't dare to stay, they ran wildly, desperately pressed the door close button of the elevator, the group of bunny-headed men rushed over, and some jumped up to the wall and crawled like geckos, and suddenly jumped down the moment the elevator closed, there was a loud bang, and the elevator clanged Swaying, slowly descending towards the hall.

As soon as they left the hall, the two and Leianna bumped into each other head-on, and they could see each other's panicked expressions.

"Have you run into a ghost?" | "Why haven't you left yet?"

Shuangshuang was stunned, and said at the same time: "I saw the rabbit head man chasing us." | "Can't get out of the hotel."

Saul's eyes fell on the chaotic hall and the headless female corpse at the door, he cursed, and then saw a rabbit-headed man suddenly appearing at the door and dragging the headless female corpse away.

Soon there was a tooth-chilling chewing sound from the ventilation duct.

Jingle bells... The hotel radio suddenly blared brisk music, and then a terrified male voice repeated nervously: "Quick, run, run, they've already killed their eyes! Quick, run, run...Quick, Run, little rabbit, run! Run, hahahahahaha..."

Hong Zhuan: "That sentence is different?"

They retreated towards the front desk, with elevators on the left and right, doors on the other, and ventilation ducts for eating corpses in the middle, all the elements were complete.

The entrance of the ventilation duct moved with a click, the stainless steel cover was kicked to the ground with a bang, a pair of gray hands covered with corpse spots stretched out from the darkness, and the black nails scratched the ceiling making an ear-piercing sound.

The lights flickered and went off one by one, leaving only a dim light on a different circuit in the front desk.

A black shadow climbed out of the ventilation duct with twisted limbs, clinging firmly to the ceiling and crawling towards this side, making the roar of unknown beasts from time to time. There were not many people in the hall, but there were more than a dozen people. Facing the horror, they could not keep calm and panicked. screaming and running.

Another man quickly rushed to the elevator and ran under the bunny man to attract his attention.

The rabbit-headed man swooped down, bared his mouth to reveal his sharp and ugly teeth, and the man who was targeted showed despair.At the same time, the elevator door opened, and a beam of light poured out, but the light of the knife flashed past, chopping the rabbit-headed man in half instantly with a 'cha'.

The saber technique was fast and accurate, and no blood was spattered.

Taking a closer look, it was a yellow-haired woman holding a sword flower behind her back, standing upright on her side, like a swordsman active in the Middle Ages.

Saul and the others recognized that she was the yellow-haired girl who was one of the members of the Chinese band, and they were immediately excited, especially Hongzhuan (the man with tongue nails), who had a kind of passion for the beginning of love.

"Bickie..."

Huang Mao turned his head: "You are not dead yet."

Hongzhuan: "..." I understand the reason, why is the voice no longer soft?