Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

Being beaten like this, other players are a little bit sloppy.

After a moment of silence, the suit man laughed and broke the deadlock: "That's right, let's eat first."

After all, it takes a long time to stay in the hotel, and it is impossible to eat nothing at all.

Don't open your face in the tutu: "No appetite."

The red-haired girl went to pick up two steaks and said while eating: "The game says that we can abide by the hotel rules and regulations. What regulations do we need to comply with?"

Most of you are novices. You can survive from the "small game" on the way. Most of them have two brushes.

The red-haired woman only had one head, and the other two people were thoughtful.

The suit man shook the red wine glass: "The first one, you can't lose the hotel bronze medal."

Just now the front desk lady said, but also specifically stressed that if the hotel is lost, it will ask for compensation.

Who knows whether this "compensation" is compensated by life.

The pettiskirt smiled sweetly and seemed to have something to say: "You have to keep it well."

This kind of thing that is lost when it is lost is usually not prepared for the ghost, but for the companion who is also the player. After all, watching the notice of the game just now, this is likely to be a one-person surviving ending.

As soon as this was said, the other two people changed slightly.

The pettiskirt is a bit ugly in the player's reputation. She likes to kill other players first, and then decrypts the customs separately, because when there is only one person, the copy will reduce some difficulty and try not to let the player go out.

The pettiskirt disregarded the expression of two people and jumped out of the chair. She took a small cake and walked out of the restaurant.

The red-haired woman and the suit man looked at each other and ate the food in the plate and went out.

Only Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan were left in the restaurant.

Shen Dongqing has already eaten almost, and is now eating caramel pudding. He ate very seriously, holding a small silver spoon and gently tapping the surface of the browned icing, then picking up a spoonful of q pudding, stuffed into the mouth full of sweet milk flavor.

After he finished eating one, he was still trying to get the second one. There was a loud noise coming from outside, as if the whole hotel had shaken three earthquakes.

Even so, Shen Dongqing took a caramel pudding and ate it out while eating.

Outside the restaurant is a long corridor with various oil paintings on both sides. At the end of the corridor is another hall. The sound should come from there.

Zhou Wenyan took the shoulder of Shen Dongqing and said, "Look at the past."

Two people passed through the corridor and came to the door of another hall. They could see that the crystal chandelier that had been hanging from the top was now on the ground, and directly pulled out a small pit on the floor tile. One of the bones rolled to the feet of Shen Dongqing.

Shen Dongqing bit his spoon and watched the red blood flowing slowly from the crystal lamp.

I am dead.

But not a player.

The red-haired woman and the suit man stood not far away, while the pettiskirt held the shoulders impatiently at the other end of the hall.

Other guests came and went, as if they did not see a murder in the hall.

The waiter looked as usual through a pool of blood and said to the players present: "I am very sorry, because the facilities are aging, the hotel will be renovated at night, please do not leave the room after 10 pm, otherwise..."

He grinned and continued: "There will be some bad things happening."

Think with your feet, this is not a good thing will definitely kill people.

The red-haired woman nodded: "Okay, we will abide by it. I don't know if there are regulations in the hotel?"

The waiter's smile became strange: "When you live for a long time, you will naturally know."

The red-haired girl is about to try again. The suit man stretched her hand and whispered, "It’s almost ten o'clock!"

A retro pendulum hung in the hall, the hour and minute hands turned and stopped at 9:45.

It is only 15 minutes away from ten o'clock.

The red-haired woman’s heart jumped: “Where is the elevator?”

The waiter raised his finger and pointed to the corner of the hall.

Red-haired women and suit men rushed away.

Zhou Wenyan asked: "Is it full?"

Shen Dongqing ate the last pudding: "It's almost." He stuffed the pudding bowl and spoon into the waiter's hand. "Let's go."

The two men followed slowly.

The waiter had wanted to intimidate these people with gloomy expressions, but he now holds the pudding bowl in one hand and holds the spoon in one hand, not only not scary, but even some homes.

He looked down at the pudding bowl that had been eaten, and eventually chose to give up the idea.

Five players stood in the elevator and the elevator door slowly closed, but the elevator did not move at all.

The suit male looks at the west and says, "I am at 2302."

The red-haired woman said, "My room is 2301."

Tutu: "2304."

Then the problem is coming, this resort hotel is only 14 floors, where is the 23rd floor?

In the closed space, the suit man’s forehead had a little sweat on his forehead: “It’s almost ten o'clock.”

According to the waiter's words, if the room is not reached before ten o'clock, it is likely to hit a ghost.

Tutu: "Every floor can't be seen?"

The red-haired woman raised her hand and looked at her wrist: "It’s too late."

There are only ten minutes left. If every floor is seen, it must be more than ten.

Just as the three people discussed, one hand crossed and pressed the button on the 14th floor.

Ding--

The elevator started.

The red-haired woman turned her head and saw Zhou Wenyan regaining her hand.

"How do you know that it is the 14th floor?"

Zhou Wenyan leaned on the wall of the elevator and said lazily: "The meaning of '14' is not good. Generally speaking, superstitious people will use other numbers instead."

The pettiskirt looks up and looks innocent, but the words are stabbed: "23 can add up to 5, you must be 14, not afraid of wronging others?"

Zhou Wenyan didn't even lift his eyelids: "It hurts when it hurts."

Is it important?

What does it have to do with him?

Tutu: "You!"

It is also a "squeaky" sound.

The elevator stopped, and when the door was opened, you could see a corridor that was not bottomed. The lights were dim, and the number of the doors hanging on the doors on both sides was bloody. It looked like a coffin.

The red-haired woman and the suit man standing at the door hesitated, did not dare to go out.

Zhou Wenyan took a long leg and went straight out.

Shen Dongqing is still confused: "So why is the 14th floor?"

Zhou Wenyan looked at him sideways and explained slowly: "Because the 14th floor is unlucky."

According to the dog's convention than the game, isn't it bad? Where is the ghost?

Other players saw that both of them found the room and quickly got out of the elevator to find the room belonging to them.

Said that Zhou Wenyan took out the house number and pressed it on the door handle.

The door "咔嚓" opened.

There was no light in the room, it was dark, and you could see something flashing through the moment you opened the door.

Zhou Wenyan pressed on the wall at the doorway, and the chandelier flashed and lit up.

The decoration of this room is elegant, but it may be because the construction time is too long, and the decoration and decoration can see the old feeling.

Shen Dongqing touched his arm: "How do you feel a bit cold?"

"It may be that the air conditioner is too low."

This room is equipped with central air conditioning, only switch, no way to adjust the temperature.

Zhou Wenyan walked over and saw that the screen was 25c. It looked normal. He directly turned off the air conditioner switch.

"It will be fine after a while."

But Shen Dongqing waited for a while, but still did not see the temperature rise in the room, he shrank in the bed and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, only revealing a head, like a winter hamster.

When Zhou Wenyan saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Shen Dongqing slowly swept his head out of the quilt, and his face was full of question marks.

Zhou Wenyan climbed into the bed and held the man in his arms. Both of them stayed in the same bed quilt and clung together, and soon they warmed up.

Shen Dongqing shrunk in the arms of Zhou Wenyan, and soon fell asleep.

Zhou Wenyan gave the man a cover and walked off the bed with a light hand and came to the window sill. He stood there and looked through the glass to the garden of the hotel below, just too far away and couldn't see anything.

He stretched out the curtains and pulled it halfway and seemed to have touched something.

Zhou Wenyan looked up and saw a little sparkling snow drifting from his eyes, then saw the top of the ceiling inlaid with a woman's twisted face.

The woman happened to be stuck in the middle of the curtain. After facing the eyes of Zhou Wenyan, the eyeball turned a bit, and the corner of the mouth pulled to the sides, almost cracking under the ear.

Zhou Wenyan and her looked at each other for a moment, then forced their hands, and even ignored Zhang’s face in the middle, pulling the curtains straight up.

The face was squeezed and slanted, and it became funny with the previous one, but she was unaware and tried to intimidate the people below.

However, Zhou Wenyan did not give face at all, and turned off the lights and went to bed.

The face stared at the two people lying on the bed, and tempted to drill a half of the head from the ceiling, but before she got out of it, she heard a cold cry, and she was scared to go back. Leave a glimpse of blonde hair floating outside.

It’s just that the temperature is getting lower and lower, as if it is back in the snowy mountains.

"A debt -"

Shen Dongqing felt itchy in the nose. After sneezing for a long time, he licked his nose and the voice became a bit strange: "What happened to me..."

Zhou Wenyan wore a half of the shirt. When he heard Shen Dongqing's words, he kneeled on the side of the bed and reached out and touched his forehead.

A little hot.

"It's a cold." He buckled the button and said, "Wait for some medicine."

Shen Dongqing was confused: "I have a cold." He was suddenly happy. "I haven't been sick yet. It's good to be sick."

Only people will get sick, ghosts will not.

Zhou Wenyan pinched his cheek: "What a stupid thing."

Shen Dongqing hugged Zhou Wenyan’s palm and put it on his cheek. He said seriously: “I like to be a human.”

Much better than being a ghost.

Can feel the temperature, can eat delicious, can also encounter other things, but also met Zhou Wenyan.

He sighed: "I don't want to be a ghost again!"

The dawn of Zhou Wenyan softened: "Good."

The two were tired for a while before they went out for breakfast.

As soon as I opened the door, I found that other players were gathered in the middle of the corridor.

When the red-haired women saw them coming out, they couldn’t wait to ask: "Have you encountered anything last night?"

Shen Dongqing: "No."

He felt sleepy until dawn, and did not encounter anything.

The red-haired woman said, "I smelled a burning smell when I slept." She pushed open the door and pointed to the wall facing the door, which had a blackened figure, like a beak burnt on the wall. Dead, "There is this."

The tutu continued, "I was shaking in the room for a night, and a lot of things fell from the top." Her room was already a mess, and there was no way to rest.

The suit man said: "The lights and horns appeared in the window last night, and someone in the car called my name."

Even more frightening is that they live on the 14th floor.

Zhou Wenyan: "There is snow in the room."

After listening to everyone, the red woman asked: "What happened to the little game on your way? I escaped in the fire."

Tutu: "Earthquake."

Suit man: "Car accident."

Zhou Wenyan said: "Air crash, we are on the snowy mountain."

So there is a one-to-one correspondence.

In the room of the red woman, there was a burnt and burnt body. The tutu was shaken for one night, and the suit man appeared in the car.

Does this imply that even if you escaped once, you will die for the second time for the same reason.

Thinking of this, the red woman trembled: "What should I do now?"

Others did not speak.

Instead, Shen Dongqing raised his hand aggressively: "First eat breakfast, hungry."

Other players face each other, and really can't think of any good way, only to go to breakfast first.

A night passed.

The crystal lamp that fell yesterday has been disposed of, and a new chandelier has been re-attached to the ceiling. The broken floor tiles have been restored to their original state, and no trace of blood is visible.

The waiter smiled and asked: "Where are you, did you sleep well last night?"

The red woman tried to say: "I am not very used to sleeping, can I change rooms?"

"No, oh." The waiter's smile became a little lighter, with a sullen smell. "Once you stay, you can't go back."

It seems that I am not choosing a room, but I am choosing a cemetery.

The red woman smiled a little reluctantly: "Okay, okay..."

After confirming that she could not change rooms, she followed the footsteps of the people and walked into the restaurant.

I have to say that no matter how strange this hotel is, the chefs in the hotel are really good.

There are many dishes, and the color and flavor are all full. On the light, there are dozens of dishes on the dining table, and Chinese and Western styles.

Probably because of a cold, Shen Dongqing is a bit embarrassed, but even so, he is still sick and has a lot of food to eat into the plate.

Zhou Wenyan took a cup of coffee and sat down and said, "Is there an appetite?"

Shen Dongqing forked a piece of fried dumplings and dipped in vinegar and stuffed it into the mouth. Hearing that Zhou Wenyan asked him that he was still awkward, with a bit of a must, "Why would you have no appetite?"

Ordinary people will have no appetite if they have a cold, but obviously they can't use the template of ordinary people to put on the body of Xiaodongqing.

Zhou Wenyan transferred the topic: "... I will give you some medicine."

Shen Dongqing nodded and bowed his head and took the breakfast seriously.

Zhou Wenyan reached out and recruited the waiter.

The waiter bent over and asked: "What is the guest's instructions?"

Zhou Wenyan: "Is there a cold medicine?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Yes, but you need to come over and take it."

Zhou Wenyan looked back and found that Shen Dongqing was still suffering from a bit of eating. He said to him, "You are waiting for me here, I will be back soon."

Shen Dongqing’s mouth was still stuffed with a milky yellow bag. It was too late to speak, and he only nodded and said it was known.

The surrounding Yan went out with the waiter and did not return until Shen Dongqing finished eating.

Other players used breakfast and went out to the hotel to stroll around. There was only Shen Dongqing left in the restaurant.

Shen Dongqing is not in a hurry, drinking milk slowly.

Halfway through, a waitress came over: "Hello, is it a cold?"

Shen Dongqing stunned, and this reaction came up: "It is me."

The waitress smiled and said, "Please come with me. The doctor here needs to see the illness to dispense the medicine. There is still a gentleman waiting for you."

Shen Dongqing did not see the disease, and did not know whether it was such a process, but listening to the waitress said that they were right, did not think too much, just followed her away.

Shen Dongqing followed her waitress and saw only her side face and her blond hair.

When you are close, you can feel a cold feeling.

It seems as if the snow is blowing on the snowy mountains.

Shen Dongqing stared at the waitress for a while.

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