The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

"Then..." Cen Jin suggested: "Ding Yiqing and I will stay up there, and someone else will go into the air-raid shelter?"

Wang Lingxian: "I didn't see it." Sang Mao was quite clingy.

Wu Lan sighed: "In our line of work, it's not easy to get out of the order. Everyone has to be considerate of each other. Maybe it's your turn to perform official duties. If it's not in the wrong line of work, who would want to treat official duties as a date?" Huang Mao raised his finger: "Sang Huang, you are a role model for our six-member team."

She asked the two younger ones to learn a little bit.

Totem: "I plan to apply for the position of living Buddha at the age of 30, and strive to become a living Buddha at the age of 40." Living Buddhas do not get married.

Yu Wen is in the stage of a hot-blooded second-year youth, and he is not very interested in leaving the singles and girlfriends: "Aren't reincarnated living Buddhas all reincarnated soul boys?"

Totem: "Living Buddha is a professional title. There are so many living Buddhas now that you can become one if you pass the application. I just want to inherit the Samye Monastery."

Yu Wen: "Then I will strive to create my own special attack team before the age of 30, so from now on I have to work hard for my career, and I don't have time to think about starting a family."

Huang Jiang is straightforward: "I'm not interested in love." She wants to be a historian who knows everything about 1 years of civilization, at least before she turns 30, she wants to be a doctoral supervisor in history.

Wang Lingxian saw that they were discussing enthusiastically, and then expressed his 30-year-old wish: "I must inherit the family business and become the head of the family, but there is a high probability that I will become a mascot of the town house, because I have to compete for the head of the Tianshi Mansion and strive for the 40-year-old It's time. But before the age of 30, the head of the family must perfectly pass the checkpoints set by the family, provoke all the gangsters in the world and survive from their hands."

Yu Wen: "For example, the mafia godfather? Mexican gangsters or Liben Yamaguchi-gumi?" He said enthusiastically, "Bring me one, Wang Daxian, take me one."

Totem took a step forward, his eyes darkened: "Brother used it at this time."

The corners of Huang Jiang's mouth twitched: "Young and Dangerous must have entered your head. Last time I heard the word gangster in Hong Kong City, I also reacted like this."

Wu Lan smiled: "Men are crazy."

Cen Jin didn't understand how the topic shifted to the dream of being 30 years old, but it didn't prevent him from freezing the hot scene with one sentence: "I don't know if you have heard a sentence: The ten-year period is 'I will retire after finishing this ticket An advanced variant of 'married'."

But if there is no good end in ten years, especially those who accept missions and are in dangerous situations in different places, the risk index soars by 100%.

The six-member team is actually around 30 years old. Isn't it ten years to set up a [-]-year-old dream?

The five were silent, and Wu Lan breathed a sigh of relief after a while: "Fortunately, I didn't say anything."

The other four: "..."

Wang Lingxian clapped his palms and said: "Relax your mind. I will arrange the manpower. If you have any objections, we will discuss it. I will guard the front desk. Totem will watch the elevator. Wulan will protect the marked person. Huang Jiang and Yu Wen will go to the banquet hall to protect other hotel guests. Guest, Huang Mao and the teacher went to the air-raid shelter to investigate the truth of the hotel curse."

After a pause, he turned his head and asked Ding Yiqing, who was covered under the black umbrella, if he agreed to the arrangement, and Ding Qingqing said indifferently: "You can arrange it as you like, don't worry about me."

In addition to informing the basic tasks and ensuring the safety of the students, the so-called leading teacher also has another job, which is to record the data of each student's completed tasks, and will not interfere with the rest.

The personnel distribution was arranged in this way, and soon everyone started to act. Leianna and Hongzhuan were taken to a room with high defensive performance on the second floor, guarded and protected by Wulan, and the red-haired man with his teammate stayed to help take care of the high fever. Rhianna.

The rest were sent to the banquet hall, and Selena, Saul and the black man with dirty braids who voluntarily stayed behind began to call quickly to inform them. Unexpectedly, many people believed them.

After Selena’s explanation, I found out that the Seine River Hotel is famous, and there are many related news reports. Most of the guests are either for stimulation or to satisfy the curiosity of myself and the public. When I heard that the rabbit-headed man appeared in the lobby, I immediately cooperated. No need to persuade .

Of course, there are also people who think it’s a prank. Selena will tell them that if they don’t believe it, they can call the police to see the police’s attitude.

Selena gestured 'OK' to everyone, indicating that things are going well.

Before Cen Jin went to the air-raid shelter, Totem and Wang Lingxian told him their findings: "We searched two or three floors respectively, and two marked people would come out of 20 rooms on each floor. When we checked all the rooms, we had Four people died, one was burned to death, and the bodies of the remaining three disappeared, and the bloodstains showed that they were dragged into the ventilation duct."

The two methods of death may be able to distinguish the two curses, and the disappearing corpse was obviously eaten.

Some of the dead were stitched up with rabbit heads and poured into undead, while others were eaten directly. What is the reason for the two different results?

"There is a strange rabbit head portrait in the problem room. The number of rabbit head portraits in two rooms is six standing at the dining table, and one rabbit head portrait is dismembered. The number of rabbit head portraits in the nine room portraits is Seven, there are dismembered humans on the dining table, there are seven bunny-headed men in the portrait in the last room, and the dining table is empty."

"Is the occupant of the last room still alive?"

"Alive, sent to the second floor."

Wang Lingxian and Totem inspected three floors respectively. There were strange portraits in two rooms on each floor. A total of [-] paintings were marked, and about [-] people were marked. There are currently four victims, one of whom was burned at the stake, which should be the real offender. guilty.

Cen Jin asked: "How many bunny-headed people are there in the painting in the room of the burned victim?"

Wang Lingxian: "One."

Cen Jin's eyelids twitched: "A total of thirteen weird pictures?"

Wang Lingxian: "Because it is very special, the method of death is completely different from the content of the picture, so I singled it out and did not count it in the twelve rooms. According to all the collected information, we can know that there are two curses in the hotel, and the method of death for one curse is burning to death. , Another curse has a wide range of influence, many victims, and the most difficult to deal with."

Totem: "The key point is that we won't break the curse."

As they said that, the two looked at Ding Yiqing, and Cen Jin said without raising his head, "He won't either."

Wang Lingxian and Totem: Then you are very familiar.

Cen Jin held up two fingers and said: "Two curses correspond to two methods of death. Those who commit the crime of lust are punished by fire. Since the accident in the hotel, only two victims have died by fire. The others all died by beheading, and some had their heads replaced. Some are eaten directly, driven by the rabbit brain, the living corpses are like beasts, amplifying the desire for meat, so they will eat these humans.

I have a guess, which humans are replaced with heads to become new rabbit heads, and which humans are eaten are determined when they are marked. "

"Portrait?" Wang Lingxian responded quickly: "The portrait has four contents: 1 is six rabbit-headed men and a dismembered rabbit-headed man, the actual number is six. 2 is seven rabbit-headed men and a dismembered rabbit-headed man The actual number of human beings eaten is seven. 3 is seven rabbit-headed people and the empty dinner plate, the actual number is seven. 4 is a rabbit-headed man.

The fourth case is the most special, and it is temporarily designated as a curse to distinguish it from the other three cases.

The content of the first three types of portraits hides some kind of metaphor. Assuming that, as you guessed by Huang Mao, the fate of human beings after being beheaded is marked in advance, combined with some data...the data is still too little, and the rash inference is not rigorous enough. "

Saul at the front desk raised his hand: "Well, we escaped from Selena's room just now, and collected a bunch of hotel clippings to record all the murders that happened in the hotel in the past two years. The content is detailed and there are almost no mistakes or omissions."

In the past, Totem took all the newspaper clippings, read them out in three parts, and quickly memorized them. It was finally determined that a total of 64 people had died in the past two years, and only one person was burned to death.

The bodies of the other 63 people were all missing, but some reports used cryptic words to remind the police that the parts of the bodies that had actually been found were in some hidden corners of the hotel, such as sewers and ventilation pipes.

Such weird portraits in the room of the deceased were naturally noticed by the media. They recorded the content of each painting, of which 7 paintings were the first type of content, 1 paintings were the third type of content, and 9 paintings were the second type of content.

At this time, the problem came out. There were 70 paintings in the report, and there was no fourth content. Except for the death of the deceased, there were only 4 people. Could it be that 63 people escaped from death and were not reported?

They asked the question to Selena, who told them: "There are some people who are trying to find the secret of the murder in the hotel. They stay here tirelessly until they encounter weird portraits. They will record the contents of these weird portraits. After the murder, The portraits in the room appear to change and are therefore recorded.

Probably because the information is not equal, the reported information has changed.

But the change is small, and not many people notice it. "

Wang Lingxian: "I'm more curious about which rich and powerful plutocrats are behind the Seine Hotel. 64 people died in two years. On average, 2 to 3 people died every month. Not only can it be done now, it's also very prosperous."

Totem searched the mobile phone and said: "I probably know the reason, because of the signboard of 'Ghost Hotel'. Using ghosts, ghost paintings, bunny heads and murders to create an Internet celebrity ghost hotel, let alone, orders are much more popular than before."

Wang Lingxian: "What I mean is that under normal circumstances, this hotel will be forced to close down, and it can continue to make money and gain popularity. There is only one explanation. The status of the hotel's shareholders is not low. But forget it, it's not very important to discuss this now. Going back to the inference just now, with these data as the basis, we can make bold inferences.

Assuming that there were not only 1 but 7 portraits of the first type of content in the room of the deceased in the past, which overlapped with the number of the third type of content, it is perfectly in line with the guess, and it is also the so-called "mark" that Huang Mao wanted to say just now.

The three kinds of content are transitions. The number of bunny heads remains at '7'. For some temporarily unknown reason, the bunny heads kill one of the same kind and dismember it, and the number becomes 6.

In order to maintain the number of '7', they will kill another human being and sew a rabbit's head on his head to make it into the same kind. At this time, the number becomes '7' and the dinner plate is empty.

So the first type of content transitions to the third type of content. When the first type of content appears in the room, it is equivalent to telling the marked person 'you will be our companion'.When the third content appears in the room, it means that the marked person has become a bunny head.

As for the second type of content, it is much simpler, the marked person is equal to 'food'. "

Totem: "Companions only need to replace the 7th person, but food needs a lot, so there are 63 victims, but only 9 people are selected as bunny heads."

Wang Lingxian: "These numbers are also very interesting. It seems that seven is a reincarnation. Every time six victims are killed, a seventh 'companion' will appear, and there are nine reincarnations in total."

Cen Jin rummaged through the newspaper, and then said: "For some reason tonight, the bunny-headed people have accelerated their actions. They quickly process and select companions. At least two more bunny-headed people have been added today, and they have re-marked 3 a 'companion'."

Wang Lingxian narrowed his eyes: "Two?"

Totem said that he was a fan of the authorities, and then explained: "The room we searched had a portrait of seven bunny-headed men and an empty dinner plate, indicating that victims had actually appeared in that room.

In addition, I checked that two were marked as 'companions', and Leanna from the Black Rabbit band was also marked as 'companions'. "

That's the known quantity, and there are many more unknowns in the hotel.

If their deduction is correct, according to the law of reincarnation, a dozen people may have died in the hotel.

Cen Jin rummaged through a stack of newspaper clippings and found a newspaper that was mistakenly inserted in it. It was published four years ago. A cash transport truck in Huadu was robbed by seven robbers. Ten thousand euros cannot be recovered.

The case was a sensation, but it was finally settled.

Cen Jin carefully identified the photos of the robbers that were taken. There are three robbers exposed in the picture, all wearing hoods and no accessories on their bodies. Holding a gun and shooting, wearing a familiar bracelet on his wrist

It seems to be a bone bracelet, similar in workmanship to Tongue Nail Man's bone necklace, but not the same one.

The robber was a gypsy?

"Huangmao, what do you think?"

Cen Jin flipped through the newspaper and saw the following article about a hotel fire that happened three years ago. There was no detailed report, only that one person was burned to death.

"I think what you said makes sense. Let's go to work now." Cen Jin looked up at the unusually large full moon outside the hall and said: "Evil ghosts, curses and witchcraft all like full moons. Half of this hotel is won. Tonight is very special, I am worried that the rabbit head will kill."

"'They are red-eyed', I think it may have something to do with this sentence." Totem said.

Wang Lingxian: "It sounds scary. It reminds me of the group of completely demented mice in the classic novel 'Rats in the Wall'. They are as big as cats, with red eyes, biting and devouring creatures that are within reach of the naked eye."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a piercing buzzing of the broadcasting current, and the red-hot words accompanied by shrill laughter rang through the entire hotel.

Selena and the others took the opportunity to explain and persuaded them to go to the banquet hall on the third floor. Totem looked back at the heavily loaded elevator and frowned and said, "I'll go up and look at the elevator shaft first to avoid accidents."

Cen Jin: "I'm leaving too."

Wang Lingxian waved goodbye.

Cen Jin walked through the fire door, ran to the second floor, and found the basement entrance leading to the third floor in the direction indicated by Selina. He fiddled with the key, thinking that he would not be compensated if it was destroyed.

"It's almost twelve midnight."

The sudden reminder startled Cen Jin, he stared at Ding Yiqing, who was expressionless.

"You took the initiative to carry me with you, how could you be scared?" Ding Yiqing calmly pointed out: "You forgot about me."

Huang Mao's eyelids were twitching, and he shook his head firmly when he heard the words: "It's nothing, I'm just too nervous." He pulled out a hammer and gesticulated to smash the lock open, with a 'bang' sound echoing wave after wave. wave.

Ding Yiqing: "Just now you performed sword skills with a sickle."

Huang Mao pushed open the iron door: "I have always used swordsmanship and swordsmanship indiscriminately, you should have known it a long time ago."

Ding Yiqing: "The mismatch between weapons and sword skills will lead to a decrease in lethality. You should reforge your weapons."

Huang Mao guarded his sickle and hammer very vigilantly: "I think they are very beautiful, I like them very much."

Ding Yiqing stepped on the ceiling, and the gravity of the earth had no effect on him. Hearing this, he glanced at the precious weapon in his arms, remembered the two kitchen knives he used before, and glanced at the small silver jewelry tied with a red string around his wrist. Talk about other things.

"I didn't say they weren't beautiful, it's just that you can try to forge a variety of forms for things like weapons, and you can forge whichever form you have learned."

"Such as two forms of knife and sword?"

"En." Ding Yiqing walked slowly in front, turned over lightly and landed, the big black umbrella suddenly propped up to block the black water dripping from the top of his head. "You are suitable for long swords and three-foot swords. Wu Yujie's swordsmanship and swordsmanship are biased towards a strategic overall situation. On the contrary, the sticks taught by Jiang Bai Pingcuo, the boxing techniques taught by Shi Shahai, and the swordsmanship taught by Laolong and Li Daoyi are not good. If you learn both sides, if you combine them, the size of the sword will be one or two inches longer than Wu Yujie's sword."

"What does it mean to be biased towards a strategic overall situation?"

"Wu Yujie's swordsmanship is based on Guigu Zongjian. She is good at strategy, opportunistic changes, and focuses on coordinating the overall situation. Therefore, her big moves are either nets or evils. Both sides rely on weapons, the power that sickles and hammers can unleash. Less than fifty percent."

Cen Jin was still reluctant to let his precious sickle and hammer be destroyed, but he was a little moved, so he asked: "Forging multiple forms means that the four forms of sickle and hammer, death sickle, knife and sword can be maintained?"

Ding Yiqing: "Yes."

Cen Jin's eyes are bright, everyone loves cool and beautiful weapons.

"How to forge?"

Ding Yiqing: "I'll help you forge."

"What about the price?"

"free."

"...One of the means of pursuit?"

Ding Yiqing stared at Cen Jin, smiled, did not deny it, closed the black umbrella and said, "Four intersections ahead, do you want to go where?"

As soon as the black umbrella that blocked the line of sight was retracted, four identical intersections appeared in front of him. Cen Jin stepped forward and looked at the four intersections respectively. When he walked to the end intersection on the right, he suddenly stepped on a puddle. walls and ceiling.

There was a crack in the ceiling that was seeping water, the sound of the dripping water was very clear in the dead environment, and then a gust of hot wind blew from the depths of the air-raid shelter, accompanied by panting like a broken bellows, Cen Jin suddenly turned his head to look.

"It's this intersection."

He rushed in immediately, the inside was dark, and even the slightest sound of footsteps would cause echoes, which spread layer after layer like ripples. If the volume of normal speech was made, the echo would become a noisy noise after passing through the cave.

Cen Jin stopped after running for about a hundred meters. His eyes were blind, his hearing was disturbed, and he could only use his eight senses. It was like a radar detector quickly detecting the basic terrain. I couldn't keep my eyes open, but fortunately the light was bright, but the sound of panting echoed throughout the underground space.

After careful identification, Cen Jin confirmed that the panting sound came from the wall. It felt like many seriously ill patients were buried in the space of the air-raid shelter. Wearing an oxygen mask, they exhaled the dying panting, and then amplified it, like an old god of death dragging decay. The old body came.

Cen Jin looked around. It was a space of about a hundred square meters. There were two entrances on the left front and the right front respectively. There was a dark passage inside, and a few electric lights were installed in the corner of the ceiling about five or six meters high in the space he was in.

The light comes from the row of electric lights.

He approached the wall, raised the ax and slammed it at the wall, the heavy bang was covered by his panting, and the sand and stone rolled down, logically speaking, the wall should be hammered through.

Is the hardness very heavy?

Cen took a few steps back, then rushed forward, sucking the gravity in the air, wrapping the hammer on the ground, and the hammer fell heavily. The next moment, he heard dense groans filling the space.

In a trance, it seems to be in a ward. Countless seriously ill patients wailed feebly, trying their best not to die but unable to resist the powerful rules of life, old age, sickness and death, so despair, pain and death, rotten smell and strong unwillingness... Complex negative emotions are like opening a gate in an instant The flood poured out, eroding Cen Jin's heart densely.

A black umbrella suddenly enveloped the head, and the color that symbolized pessimism and negativity stopped the pace of death at this time.

Cen Jin moved his lips, the blood-colored edges of his pupils were a little loose, he tilted his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "I seem to experience the feeling of death for the first time."

He had never had such a strong feeling of being near death several times before, as if he was really on the border of life and death. In the middle of that bridge, both sides were full of wailing and crying.

"Do you think that the curse in the hotel might come from the god of death? Well... whose territory is Europe? Jehovah in Hebrew, or Zeus in Greek mythology? So which one will the god of death in the hotel correspond to?" Cen Jin chattered endlessly , obviously affected by the source of the curse.

Just as Ding Yiqing was about to speak, Huang Mao turned his eyes coldly: "Don't interrupt me when I'm not finished."

Ding Yiqing: "..."

Huang Mao held up the hammer and knocked against the wall, clanging like a decoration worker. When Ding Yiqing suspected that he hadn't blocked the curse and tilted the black umbrella, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ding Yiqing's wrist without looking back, and straightened the black umbrella back .

"There are at least two curses in the hotel, one is from God, the legendary witch said it herself, the curse from God.

However, neither the Old Testament nor the New Testament said that God would curse. Of course, it would be a different matter if he cursed the spirit. Everyone knows that "God said that there will be light". Common sentence.

But this guess is unreliable for the time being. Let's think about something else. I smell the old and decaying breath of death here. In Hebrew mythology, who is the god of death?Who is that old man?

All gods and men are commanded by Yahweh...so not death, but knights.

Death Knight of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?

No, that’s not quite right. To be precise, the four horsemen of the apocalypse are all gods of death. When they walk through the world on horses of different colors, they will harvest countless lives. Therefore, the curse of the hotel does not necessarily come from the death knights, but it must come from the four horsemen of the apocalypse. one. "

Huang Mao held Ding Yiqing's hand tightly, and pulled him to the side.

"Besides this curse, there is another curse, from the gypsies."

Huangmao paused, smelling the rotten smell in the air, fixed his eyes on a wall, and smiled purely and happily: "I found it."

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