infinite loop

"what……?"

"She's not Mrs. Ross, she's just a waiter in the bar downstairs. I heard that she came here to work six months ago."

The person rushing to answer the conversation was a pale young man with a pair of thick round-bottomed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He put his arm around his girlfriend's shoulder and drifted his eyes uncomfortably. His long and slightly curved index finger twitched nervously, "...no People have seen Mrs. Ross, but I know it's not her."

It was obvious that the tenants in this hotel were negligent in communicating with each other. The young man wearing glasses lowered his voice as he spoke, and lowered his head cautiously under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Sam lowered his head and stared into her eyes that quickly calmed down after a short period of confusion, "...Why are you pretending to be Emily Rose? Who are you?"

"Want me to tell the truth?"

The huge difference in height made Su Li have to raise her head in order to meet his gaze politely—he is really tall*.

The current situation is: a deadly supernatural phenomenon has appeared here.And the original owner of her body tricked the brothers, who seemed capable of resolving the impasse.

There was no malice in the opponent's eyes, the light green was clear and clear.She used her fingertips to carelessly stroke the ends of her hair that fell to her shoulders, and continued: "The truth is... I don't know either."

Sam's eyes widened in astonishment, "You don't know? No, it's - I mean, it's too..."

The thick and thick black sticks tightly to the tallow, and the pure inorganic color is particularly depressing and cold.

As the temperature gradually cooled down, Dean rubbed his hands and frowned, interrupting his younger brother's words, and weighed the bag of salt hooked by his fingers, "I can't care about this much anymore, listen, our first priority now is to find Mrs. Ross and let her ..."

"What the hell are you talking about... Nobody can find her here...!"

The middle-aged woman tightly holding her daughter's little hand widened her eyes in shock, her dry lips trembling violently, "Mrs. Rose already..."

The voice was forced to be interrupted suddenly, she trembled for a round from the top of her head to her toes like an electric shock, she suddenly let go of her daughter's hand, stuck her neck with great force, and curled up on the ground with a bang, as if To experience some terrible misery.

The young man wearing glasses hurriedly tried to step forward to help him, but his girlfriend stopped him by grabbing his arm.

"Mother……"

The little girl stretched out her fleshy hand and tried her best to reach her mother, but only heard a sizzling burning sound. The skin on the neck under her mother's palm began to dissolve and liquefy from the inside, and the organs burned and cracked, causing respiratory failure. With the sound of sucking, she held her neck that had been baked until it was soft like jelly, and howled hoarsely and crazily.

The little girl was so frightened that she stood still and didn't dare to move. She watched helplessly as her mother gradually lost her strength to struggle. Her red and hot throat was exposed in her weak and loose hands. In the next second, a small flame sprang up from the throat. .

Dean and Sam looked at each other, and before the flames engulfed the middle-aged woman, they carried away the stunned little girl next to her.

The youth's red-haired girlfriend screamed in horror.

"Who knows where Mrs. Ross is?!" No longer caring about how much he shouted, Dean simply covered the staring eyes of the girl in his arms with rough palm movements, trying not to let her face the tragic death of his mother, Bite the bullet, turn around and use your back to resist the scorching heat wave, wave your hands and lead a few people towards the end of the corridor.

After a series of bumps, a certain nerve in the little girl's brain seemed to be stirred and trembled, and she suddenly woke up.In the loud cry of sadness, fear and helplessness, the young man wearing glasses plugged his ears with his thumbs, threw off his girlfriend and quickened his pace and ran to Dean with a bitter face, and said aloud what he had mastered. Information:

"—I remember that the legend of this building said that Mrs. Ross lived in the attic upstairs all the year round."

"Legend?"——Just say "everyone here says so" or not.Sam felt a little incomprehensible, raised his left eyebrow, and still got to the bottom of it habitually.

"That's right, it's a legend."

Wiping off the hot sweat that was pouring from his cheeks due to fear and running, the young man said cautiously, "You may not know, Luo..."

He opened his mouth wide, and suddenly maintained his running posture and fell down straight.Two clusters of open flames emerged from the eye sockets, sparks splashed at the corners of the eyebrows, and quickly burned to the hairline along the fine hairs on the loose pores of the skin——

The whole piece of his scalp was burnt and melted off, and the bloody head was exposed to the cold air, and a white mist of water rose up.

"Don't look back!" Even though she has seen all kinds of near-death tragedies so far, Su Li was almost nauseated by the smell of blood and burning in the air. She covered her mouth and nose with one hand and walked at a slow pace. Minus, the other hand immediately grabbed the young fiery red-haired girlfriend—she was eager to turn around and find out what happened just now.

"I, I've had enough... I'm getting out of here!"

The red-haired woman shook off her arm in a collapse, and looked at the people who heard the sudden movement one by one with the gaze of watching the plague. At some point, she shaved off her high heels and spun her heels in silk stockings, and then quickly After taking a few steps forward, he suddenly cried out in shock——

The intact body of her boyfriend had long since disappeared on the tiles in front of her, only a pool of bloody and broken limbs remained.

She backed away in horror, but the piece of minced meat seemed to have life, the gel-like fluid crawled across the ground, and appeared in front of her while forming long bloodstains, and then the warm, wet and hot thing covered her Curled up toes, followed by ankles, calves, knees, thighs, waist and abdomen, chest and back, neck... Finally, trivial flesh and blood wrapped around the head and solidified.

A bubble floated up from the unrecognizable piece of meat, and then burst with a bang.

Next, bubbles one after another scrambled out of the woman's viscous blood from head to toe. Gulu Gulu was as regular and rhythmic as a slow fire, and soon there was a tangy smell of stewed meat Float away.

"What the hell..."

A burst of sour water surged in his stomach and rushed to his throat. Su Li was a little horrified by the endless new ways of death in front of him. He rubbed his goosebumped forearm and followed the silent brothers, "You know the attic How do I go?"

Sam turned to look at her. "There's a ladder in the storage room where I got the salt. I guess it might lead to the attic."

After half a minute, they broke open the door of the storage room, and continued to tense their nerves for a few minutes regardless of their exhausted bodies, and finally worked together to set up the rotten wooden ladder covered in dust and cobwebs. The square on the ceiling is much darker than the rest.

"Sam and I went up to see Mrs. Ross, you—the unknown bartender lady, stay and watch her."

Handing the pale-faced little girl in his arms to Su Li, Dean was the first to prop up the crumbling rail of the wooden ladder, climbed to the top nimbly, and tried to push the dark-colored girl with his palm. square.

——"Click" an insignificant light sound.

Just as the lock head and the lock cylinder cracked at the sound, the heavy limestone board was finally pushed away by Dean with great difficulty, and the dust and crumbs splashed on his face, and the musty smell of the old seal hit his face and irritated his throat. Stinging, rubbing his itchy nose and coughing, he climbed up and into the square hole.

Sam waved away the accumulated grime, nodded slightly to Su Li who was hugging the little girl, and followed his brother's pace and climbed in.

The first thing Dean saw was an old woman with a hunched body and ragged clothes, standing not far away with her head half bowed, her appearance was haggard and haggard. The dim light made him unable to see her face clearly, only that her eyes were shining brightly. And breathtaking - like a burning flame.

"Mrs. Emily Rose?" he asked aloud, uncertainly.

This... She is indeed very different from the beautiful and hot female bartender downstairs.

The man took a slow and slow step, almost moving in front of him inch by inch.

Now Dean could see her face clearly—

She is not too old—on the contrary, she is unexpectedly young, only in her early 40s and [-]s, and her clear and sharp features can be regarded as a straight and beautiful face if the layer of dirt is washed off.

...Wait, why does he feel a little familiar?

"It's an honor to meet you, ma'am, we are the heads of the city's fire brigade."

Sam who came later shook the dust on his furry head, stood side by side with Dean, and stretched out his hand to each other, "You have some trouble here, we must evacuate all personnel urgently, can you... ...are you listening?"

Mrs. Rose stared blankly at a fixed point in the void, and moved very slowly to his extended hand, then glanced at her own hand, and raised it hesitantly.

The moment the skin touched, Mrs. Rose withdrew her hand as if she was being burned.

Sam looked at the few grains of salt attached to his palm, thinking for a moment.

Half an hour later, Su Li managed to coax the over-stimulated little girl into a deep sleep, but the noise caused by the big movement of the two brothers Da Lala coming down the stairs from the attic woke her up again, and she curled up in Su Li in panic. chestnut arms.

"..."

While stroking the girl's soft and soft hair with the palm of his hand half-comfortingly, Su Li quickly raised his eyelids and stared at them.

Sam and Dean spread their hands in unison.

"Where's Mrs. Rose?" She asked, frowning.

"Disappeared." Dean replied casually, noticing that she raised the corners of her eyes with a puzzled expression, so he explained patiently, "She was the initiator of all this... a ghost."

Sam continued what he said: "She and her husband were burned to death in this attic a year ago, and her soul was trapped here and could not escape, and the murders after that were all...you know , all directed by her."

Without waiting for Su Li to express his opinion, he suddenly bent down, looked into her eyes, and asked softly, "How long will it take you to face the fact that you are dead?"

"You are Eileen Rose. Your father, Paul Rose, suffered from a serious mental illness. He locked you in the attic until then."

Without giving her any chance to breathe, Dean pressed on step by step, "You treat him, the only man in your life, as your boyfriend, so you gradually dislike your mother, Emily Rose... …and you end up setting fire to everyone. Am I right?"

Su Li felt that she was listening to a story with twists and turns.

She hugged the little girl in her arms tightly, tongue-tied, "I thought ghosts were afraid of salt..."

"I'm cold." The girl said suddenly, "Beside you, I'm cold."

Dean took her from Su Li's hand.The girl hugged her arms that were red with cold, closed her eyes and leaned against his warm and strong chest.

He turned to her: "You can't be regarded as a ghost in the strict sense, but just a spiritual obsession wandering in the world. In other words...you don't actually exist."

The moment he uttered the last syllable, Su Lizhou's body lightened suddenly, and the overwhelming sense of detachment surged and engulfed her.

Irene Rose's body gradually became more and more transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye——

Not even a handful of ashes remained after she disappeared.

The author has something to say: *I just found out that three meters is actually faster than two meters...and the figure is so good woo lick lick lick lick lick

The bento post in this chapter is so cool _(:з)∠)_I didn’t even have time to write an emotional scene...the next chapter will definitely have it!How could I forget the main line of prostitution! 【.

SPN has made it to the sixth season, and I feel that the plot direction is very strange, and Sanmi and Dean are also a little bit wrong... 嘤嘤嘤 Sure enough, the first season is still my favorite XD

The next chapter should be Mission: Impossible 4_(:з)∠)_It is estimated that one chapter will be finished, at most two chapters, wearing Molo (villain female killer, temperament fried chicken stick!).

Hmm... don't go whoring Tom Cruise, whore that little staff officer with innocent eyes, superb skills, great butt and who wants to seduce a rich man_(:з)∠)_

It may also be Pigman, there are about three chapters in Pigman's story, who is undecided, in short, whoring piglets.

Thanks to [Little Thunder Thrower] for mine=333=!Long time no see dear!The Gintama pit is waiting for me to fill in eleven! 【Hello