Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

After a night without dreams, it feels great to feel fully rested, full of energy and full of energy. It would be even better if he didn't hear the familiar noise outside the door.

Screams, crying, one after another.

The sound made him feel a little tired.

He picked up his mobile phone and opened "Ten Nights Yin Mountain" to see the head ratio.

Sure enough, the score changed again, "2:11".

That is to say, five of them will die here, and only one will die on the other side, and another one will be given away.

He packed up and opened the door to go out. A group of people crowded around the door of a room, most of them were watching the fun.

This time there was no corpse, only a room full of blood, even the ceiling was sprayed with blood, bone dregs were scattered all over the floor, there were a few broken ribs with blood in the corner, all of them were deep bite marks, hair and other things Sticking to the wall with blood and flesh, bottles and cans fell on the ground, and the room was full of signs of struggle.

Obviously, the people who lived in this house were eaten.

"When I was cleaning in the morning, I smelled a particularly strong smell of blood. I was afraid that something might happen to the guests, so I took the key from the front desk to open the door, but when I opened the door, I found out that something happened." Frightened face.

She is the discoverer, and it stands to reason that the suspicion is particularly high, but no one has expressed any doubts about her.

This amount of bleeding, as well as the height of the blood spray, can already determine the death of the owner, not to mention the bones and minced meat on the ground. This method of death is simply numb to the scalp and chills to the back.

No one has touched the furnishings in the room. Judging from the messiness, the people in the room should have experienced a long period of struggle from letting the murderer in to dying.It stands to reason that with the sound insulation effect of this hotel, they shouldn't have heard anything, but they didn't hear anyone, and they all slept soundly.

He may have called for help before he died, but no one heard him.

Ding Mu found that kind of despair unbearable just by imagining it.

Guan Yi also followed. He stood beside Ding Mu, glanced at the scene, and said, "He was eaten by Hei Heze."

"Eating?!" Ding Mu was a little surprised.

"He may have done something to anger Hei Heze yesterday. Hei Heze often finds reasons to eat people. There is no reason why he can't touch people." Guan Yi looked a little tired, "Don't eat eggs in the morning, if you eat eggs , will end up the same as him.”

"Why can't you eat it?" Ding Mu asked.

"Anyway, I just can't eat it." Guan Yi noticed that someone was looking at them, and without further explanation, he told Ding Mu in a low voice: "You can tell them, but they may not believe you."

"Yes." Ding Mu nodded, "Thank you."

"Thank you, you still have to make money with me." Guan Yi patted him on the shoulder, turned his head and glanced at the person who looked at them: "Where is your mother?"

The man was scratched by the knife-like eyes, shivered, and subconsciously avoided his eyes.

Ding Mu greeted Guan Yi, then turned and walked towards the tourist group.

As Guan Yi expected, many people appreciate it, but few believe it.

There were also a few people who sneered at him: "You got such news because you are shy to please others?"

Ding Mu didn't say much, he reminded them that they had done their part, and they couldn't trust him if they didn't believe him.

So far, it's not that familiar anyway.

While they were getting goosebumps and watching the excitement, there was a sudden commotion outside.

"Someone drove away!"

When everyone heard this, they hurried out to have a look.

I saw someone climbed into the tourist bus and drove away first.

The tour guide yelled and stopped him, but he didn't stop him, and he stopped chasing after reaching the door.

"Let's go, let's eat."

The tour guide rushed a bunch of people to the cafeteria to eat, and seemed not worried about the fact that the bus was being driven away.

Seeing her attitude, everyone walked towards the cafeteria as if they didn't care, but secretly felt panicked in their hearts. Who would want to stay longer in such a place? If they knew they would also sneak into the car and run away.

The breakfast was still good. Although it was a bit of a meal with a severed head, no one refused to eat it.

Breakfast is buns, soy milk, porridge, and eggs. There are several large buckets. The buns include meat, beans, dried vegetables, and red bean paste. Each one is as big as an adult's palm. But the buns were almost eaten up. The vegetarian stuffing was mixed with a lot of oil, the oil was shiny and fragrant, and it tasted delicious.Soy milk is mixed with rice, and the aroma of the rice is ground out, making people feel warm. The rice grains of eight-treasure porridge are boiled, the porridge is thick, and the beans are plump.

Ding Mu looked at the eggs. Although there were not many of them, they were still taken away. He secretly remembered the name of the person who took the eggs.

Just after eating, the car drove back, and the door opened automatically, revealing the bloody scene inside.

The driver collapsed at the door of the car, his whole body was gnawed, only the bones remained, only the head and a little bit of flesh remained, blood was all over the car.

The man's eyes were wide open, his mouth was dripping with blood, his tongue was uneven in section, as if he had been pulled out by life, his head was full of bones that had been gnawed with pale bite marks, and they were poked on his neck in white. Holding the bones, supporting the skeleton, the skeleton is in a prostrate state, curled up, looking out of the car door, as if looking at an unattainable hope.

Two to twelve.

The author says:

Guan Yi: I heard that someone called me Brother Braid, (drawing the knife) Maybe, have you heard of Kunlun Cut?