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At 11:30 in the evening, Lin Jingmo was sitting in front of the computer with fast hands, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses reflected the beating code on the computer screen.

The door of the room was open, and occasionally a few waiters pretending to be ghosts passed by the door and greeted him by the way.The door next door knocked and made strange noises, and occasionally some guests could be heard screaming.

In order to make customers feel exciting, the hotel clearly stated that the door should not be opened after ten o'clock in the evening. People like Lin Jingmo who open the door and greet "ghosts" arrogantly are also No. 1 in the whole blood night castle.

From his current point of view, except for the voice of the pianist, the haunting of the castle is indeed false.

Luo Chuan came in from the outside with a plate of fruit, handed him a bottle of iced drink and said, "Other places are fine, only the toilets on this floor can sense the dead."

He put the fruits next to Lin Jingmo's computer, which were leftover fruits from the cafeteria.Lin Jingmo glanced and asked, "Didn't the restaurant close at eight o'clock? Where did you get the fruit?"

Luo Chuan: "Give it to the girl at the front desk."

Lin Jingmo's hands shaking the keyboard, turned his head and said angrily, "Then why didn't she give it to you?" Although he knew the reason, most likely it was to thank Luo Chuan for his help in repairing.

Luo Chuan looked at him with a smile and didn't answer the question, he just took the plate of fruit and ate alone.Just halfway through eating, Luo Chuan took out a few more chocolates from his trouser pocket and put them on the table.

Lin Jingmo's mouth bulged, and he asked, "The girl gave you this too? The cafeteria doesn't have this kind of chocolate."

"I bought it for my teacher." Luo Chuan leaned against the wall and looked at him.

"What are you buying this for? I don't like sweets very much." Lin Jingmo took the chocolate and smelled it. He wanted to say that the quality of the chocolate was a bit cheap, but who would have thought that the reverse side of the candy wrapper would say "For someone you like" The slogan of the advertisement, immediately blocked the words.

So earthy!Who still uses it this way?

Luo Chuan's eyes closed. In the past, he only knew honey and maltose when he talked about sweet things. Later, when Cang Wu talked about modern candy, he was always curious about what it tasted like.Finally, someone gave him some when he was working in the film and television building, but Lin Jingmo threw it away before he ate it.

He reached for the chocolate, "It turns out that you don't like sweets, as a teacher, you thought..."

Lin Jingmo swept a big hand, quickly tore off one and threw it into his mouth, "Now I like it."

The two sat next to each other for a while, without saying much, just one working and the other accompanying.

The time on the phone jumped to 59:[-], Lin Jingmo hurriedly saved the data and turned off the computer.

There are still occasional knocks on the door in the corridor.According to what the butler said, the time for the staff to frighten each day is not fixed. Sometimes it ends early, and sometimes it is late. The main reason is that the guests do not want to find out the normal pattern, otherwise it is easy to find out that it is fake.

The time jumped to twelve o'clock, and the alarm on Lin Jingmo's phone rang, followed by the more classical grandfather clock in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.This kind of clock uses a gear structure. After a period of time, you have to take the key to turn it a few times, which is a bit like the principle of a music box.

The bell will strike the number of times according to the time point in each time period, but now it has struck eleven times and suddenly stopped.Lin Jingmo held his breath, he could even hear the sound of the gears being stuck and turning, which seemed especially strange in this quiet old castle.

Just as he was about to ask if Luo Chuan was coming, there was a rush of footsteps coming from the spiral staircase that stuck to the wall in the corridor.

Lin Jingmo hurriedly stood up and looked around, and a chinchilla rushed towards him.He cursed shit, which almost sent him away.He is quite courageous, but he can't stand this kind of thing that rushed out suddenly, and he has no psychological defense.

He pulled the chinchilla off its body and stared at it with big eyes, its four little paws bouncing at him fiercely.

"Squeak." The pianist ran over panting, with a rare expression on his face.He took the chinchilla from Lin Jingmo and said, "Thank you, I thought it was going to get lost again."

Lin Jingmo: "Get a cage next time, so you don't have to run around."

Unexpectedly, the pianist said seriously: "Animals in cages will die, and so will people."

when--

The clock with gears stuck in the hall on the first floor finally struck the last time, the pianist turned his head sideways, and suddenly set his gaze in the direction of the toilet.

He trembled and said, "Did you hear it? Did you hear the sound! Today seems to be much louder than yesterday."

Luo Chuan said: "Here we come."

A melody hummed by a child came clearly from the direction of the toilet, like a lullaby but never heard before.It was obviously not screaming, nor was it accompanied by some scary background music like a haunted house, but Lin Jingmo still had goosebumps all over his body.

But the most perverted thing was the pianist next to him, who closed his eyes to feel the melody, and hummed along from time to time.

Lin Jingmo was about to speak to tell this person to shut up, but Luo Chuan who was beside him shook his head to stop him from making a sound.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, children's singing came from the bathroom of an ancient castle that was rumored to be haunted. This is definitely more exciting than the reviews of hotels on the Internet.

He listened to Luo Chuan for a while, and was shocked to find that the singing sound seemed to match the pianist's humming.The previous so-called intermittent, just like waiting for the pianist to fill in the sound.

But at this moment, the humming of the child stopped.No matter how the pianist hummed, he didn't make any more sound. Lin Jingmo poked Luo Chuan with his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "Did you leave?"

Luo Chuan: "No."

"Then how..."

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

A voice with a suppressed volume interrupted Lin Jingmo's questioning, and a staff member covered with sheets came from the other end of the corridor.This person, Lin Jingmo, knew that he even greeted him before knocking on the door to scare the guests.

The staff took off the sheets that covered their bodies, and because they had been running for a long time, their foreheads were covered with sweat.He nodded to Lin Jingmo and Luo Chuan, patted the pianist on the shoulder and said, "Are you looking for inspiration again in the middle of the night? Don't look for it, go back to sleep quickly, don't oversleep if you have to perform tomorrow."

The pianist pushed the staff's hand away from his shoulder, and he asked, frowning, "Did you hear a child's voice?"

The employee's face was serious, and he lowered his voice and said, "Did you hear that too?"

Lin Jingmo on the side was stunned. Could it be that this dead child could be heard by everyone in the castle?It shouldn't be.He looked at Luo Chuan, obviously Luo Chuan had the same doubts as him.

The pianist was shocked. He grabbed the staff's arm and said excitedly, "You heard it too? I thought... it was a hallucination..."

"What's crazy? Don't you know that?"

Seeing the seriousness of the pianist's face, the staff put away the expression of shock that he was pretending to be joking just now, and took out a tape recorder on Bie Zai's back waist.Open the button with your finger, and a terrifying cry of a child can be heard from inside.

The pianist withdrew his hand in disappointment, and Lin Jingmo was also speechless for a while. Although the voice was that of a child, it was definitely not the same as what he heard just now.

The employee slapped the pianist on the arm and said with a smile, "Isn't it? Don't tell me you were just startled by the sound?"

The pianist ignored him, turned around and left with his chinchilla in his arms.

The employee scratched his head at Lin Jingmo and Luo Chuan and said, "Did I overjoy my joke?" He sighed, and hurried after the pianist to apologize.

As soon as the two left, the previous silence in the corridor instantly returned.Lin Jingmo planned to go to the toilet where the sound was made just now, but just two steps away, the lullaby-like humming started intermittently again.

Luo Chuan followed behind him and reminded: "The voice requested in the pianist's petition is hummed by this child."

"But this voice can't be recorded, how can I give it? Or else I'll take this ghost child and hide it in the pianist's house?" He took a step back to stand in a row with Luo Chuan, and said cheerfully, "This should be considered as the completion of the petition, right?"

Luo Chuan was silent, and concluded Lin Jingmo's cold humor: "You can try."

Lin Jingmo was dumbfounded for a while, knowing that this was impossible, but Luo Chuan actually began to cooperate with him in telling jokes, which is worthy of praise.

The further you walked towards the toilet, the clearer the humming sound became.

Lin Jingmo stood outside the innermost cubicle of the toilet, although he tried his best to soften the sound of walking footsteps, but the humming stopped abruptly because of his appearance.

He put his hand on the doorknob, the lock was not locked.Before it opened, Luo Chuan said to him, "It's already gone."

The wooden door was pushed open, but there was nothing inside.Lin Jingmo was a little disappointed, "What is going on here, come and go for a while, don't even give a chance to discuss."

Luo Chuan didn't respond, and took out a string of silver bells from his trouser pocket, grabbed Lin Jingmo's palm, and wrapped the two wrists with the silver bells.

He said: "Since that's the case, it's better to go to the Yin Division to find this child. After a while, don't make a sound, and don't let go of the teacher's hand."

"Yin Si!"

As soon as Lin Jingmo spoke, a flame condensed from Luo Chuan's right hand.The intertwined red and blue sparks circled around the palm of the hand, and then tightened the five fingers and swung them lightly, hitting the wall of the toilet violently.

The flames seemed to touch alcohol, and spread all over the surroundings in an instant.The gear of the grandfather clock in the hall stopped, and the dial began to circle counterclockwise. The bell rang again, knocking back from the previous No. 12.

Lin Jingmo breathed deeply, watching the scene around him burn away like paper on fire, revealing the old and dilapidated past.

The decoration in the toilet dissipated with the flames, leaving behind a room belonging to girls.The stone bricks on the walls are not as refined and clean as they were later. Although the furniture in the room is similar in style, they are all old objects that have been used for many years.

In front of where the two were standing was a medieval bed. The red carpet on the floor also had many wears and holes, and the color was also very dim.Compared with the decoration of the hotel, it is not a star and a half, but it does not lose the original characteristics of the house.

There was an oil lamp on the desk beside the bed, and a dress worn by a little girl hung on the chair.Other than that, some of the rest of the supplies and furniture are Chinese style, including cheongsams hanging in the half-open wardrobe.

Before the castle was converted into a hotel, it was actually a century-old bungalow. Lin Jingmo had heard this from the housekeeper when he was looking at the information about the castle.It is said that the land area before the reconstruction was actually not as large as it was seen later, but because of the beautiful structure, part of the original site was kept as much as possible, and some walls were just covered with a new layer on the original basis.

Yinsi represents the past, where things that happened before people died are repeated every day.

Luo Chuan clasped Lin Jingmo's hand with ten fingers intertwined and no one made a sound. When they walked, they could only hear the silver bells wrapped around their wrists.

There was a burst of laughter from children running outside the room, and she said, "Zhizhi, don't run so fast, I won't be able to catch up."

The author says:

I won’t write too scary, please rest assured to eat~