The Death Knell

The elevator car was clean, not to mention blood stains, not even a trace of dampness, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion.

The overhead lamps are very bright, and the air still smells of perfume. The beautiful checkered carpet is placed in the center of the car, and the control panel on the selected floor is polished shiningly.

In theory, you don't need to take the elevator to go to the second floor, but Su Ming took the students all the way, but he didn't see where the stairwell was.

It's like someone hid the stairs...

But it doesn't matter, this world is originally a passage in Su Ming's eyes. No matter which way it takes, the result will be passed safely and will not change.

Pressing the button on the second floor, watching the yellow light circle lit up, the death knell did not even take out the weapon, but calmly blocked the elevator door, waiting for the hotel to make a move.

The first is that the elevator is out of control. The buttons on all floors turn on and off in turn, rotating like the effect of an ancient light bulb sign. The elevator switches back and forth between overweight and weightlessness, up and down.

When you go up, you seem to be rushing out of the sky, and when you go down, you seem to be falling into hell. The lights in the car turn red, and blood-like liquid leaks from the walls.

The originally beautiful cedar planks began to rot and mold, spider webs grew at the corners, and the air was full of decayed smells.

But the death knell and the students still stood steadily on the spot, without even intending to move, even Su Ming was still smoking a cigarette calmly commented:

"This is a bit silly. I can accept blood on the wall, but it is decayed and polluted. Is this going to play the set of the inner world and jump to Silent Hill?"

With a bang, the elevator shook suddenly, the lights went out and turned on again, and the elevator car returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

The elevator door opened silently, and the corridor on the second floor was in front of you. The beautiful wallpaper was full of small flowers in the style of this era, and the golden clock on the table in the corridor clicked.

"Teacher, it seems that this place is really haunted, and it is still possible to communicate." The secret guest walked out of the elevator and looked around, his last gaze fell on the portrait of the person hanging on the wall.

In the oil painting portrait is an old man with a white beard, his eyes gloomy, as if he is always looking at people passing by.

"Generally speaking, the turmoil phenomenon is divided into several levels."

The death knell led the students around the hotel, stepping on the soft carpet:

"It is the weakest to make noise and move objects that make people suspicious; it is slightly stronger to create projections or illusions to reproduce the scene of one's own death; at the level of possessing or resurrecting a corpse, even if there are two times, but the strongest should still be able to kill by resentment. of."

"Then how do you count the ones in this hotel?" The secret guest touched his hat, and the brim of the shadow seemed to be a bit touched.

The death knell shrugged and said that he did not know: "I can't say how many Apiaos are here, because this hotel was built on the ancestral grave of Indians. You know, in the magic system of witch doctors and shamans. The ancestor soul faction is very powerful."

While they were talking, a pair of little twin girls suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor. They stood there holding hands, looking at the master and apprentice blankly.

The little girl is very cute, wearing a blue skirt, white pantyhose, and a pink bow on her blond hair, just like a doll.

But their eyes are completely black, with no whites at all, as if someone took off their eyes, leaving four holes.

"Ah, it appeared." The secret guest tapped his palm with his small fist: "These two look a little cute."

Liana deals with tentacles and eyeballs almost every day, and any creature with a human appearance can be regarded as an acceptable level to her, let alone the twins who are carved and jade.

But as soon as she finished speaking, the little twin sisters began to squirt blood. The two small mouths were opened to an incomprehensible extent, like the high-pressure water hose of a fire truck, spraying bleeding water, making the sound of water flowing.

The red plasma rushed down the carpet to the feet of the two masters and apprentices like a flood, and suddenly the lights in the corridor began to flash again, the walls were stained blood again, and the surrounding decorations instantly became decayed and dilapidated.

"Encountering something like a ghost is actually a very idealistic event." While Su Ming spoke to the secret guest, he drew something from his pocket: "If you encounter it, don't just use the spiritual sword to cut it. In fact, there are still Some more gentle methods are to use your firm will to let them enter your game."

After speaking, he also found his things. He used his eyes to signal that the students were looking up. Then he threw the things in his hands to the two little girls in the far side of the corridor using standard concealed weapon throwing techniques.

With Mike's dynamic vision, she could see that the teacher threw out some colorful beans, which looked a bit like short cashews, but the colors were very bright.

I saw these beans swirling in the air into the girls’ mouths. Even though they were still spitting blood, the death knell power gave the jelly beans the kinetic energy enough to make them go upstream, just right. Fall into their throats instead of piercing through the back of their heads.

The twins stopped vomiting blood immediately. They patted their small **** as if they were planning to cough up something, but soon they fell into severe vomiting, vomiting a lot of black water like ink, and fell to the ground. twitch.

"What is that?" Mike is very yearning for the various props owned by the teacher, because this is the background of the veteran traveler, no one knows how many weapons from another world he has in his hands, and how powerful those weapons are. fear.

"Bibi Duo beans, a kind of candy, safe and harmless."

Su Ming watched the twin ghosts gradually disappear into the darkness, and he gave the answer:

"This is a special product of Hermione and her world. The little wizards all like to eat and play. The cute twins want to play the trick or trick or treat. Naturally, I have to give them candy. If I just take out the light The sword chopped off two loli, it would be angered."

"Does candy have such a great power? Why do they disappear after eating them?" Mike felt a little confused, she also likes to eat candy, that person doesn't like sweet food?

The surrounding environment returned to normal again, the corridor became magnificent, and the soft light shone on the death knell again.

He nodded first, and then shook his head: "Because I fed them the uneaten flavors left in the sugar box. It might smell of dry nose, baby diapers, death skunk, moldy cheese, etc. ."

"Uh...what kind of pervert would make this kind of candy?" Liana originally wanted a few candies, so she immediately dispelled the idea.