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"I don't know." Ning Luan was thinking hard, and after a while, he said, "You said...could it be that old lady is lying to us, and there will be nothing wrong with the three of us living together?"

Xu Mengmeng thinks that the possibility of this assumption is very low: "It's not just the grandmother who thinks that three people living in a bungalow will cause accidents, but also Lao Zhang, Xiao Liu and Xiao Liu's colleagues. It's not that these staff are all lying. ?”

It's not possible, but apart from the staff lying, Ning Luan really can't think of other possibilities.

What was going on, Ning Luan randomly scratched his hair, and looked for Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao in the restaurant in a daze.

He saw Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao sitting at the dining table in front of the window, one was sitting upright, eating the breakfast on the plate gracefully, and the other was sitting at the table sloppily, instead of eating, Hua was watching Zhou Yan eat with a smile More time on...

The longer Ning Luan stared at them, the more he felt that Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao didn't seem like people who were pulled in by the recycling field app to complete the terrifying mission.

Ning Luan opened his mouth and said softly, "Xu Mengmeng, do you think it's possible?"

Ning Luan's voice was a bit low, and Xu Mengmeng barely heard what he said when he got closer: "What's possible?"

"Among Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao..." Ning Luan lowered his voice, "One of them is not human."

Xu Mengmeng got goosebumps all over her body in fright: "What nonsense are you talking about!?"

Ning didn't feel it when he was talking nonsense, but he would react, and his scalp tingled with fright: "I'm talking nonsense, don't take it seriously!"

"But what should I do if I take it seriously..." Xu Mengmeng said with a pale face, "Think about it, if one of them is really not human, it makes sense that the 101 bungalow has never had an accident."

There are only two people living in bungalow 101, and no one goes to the bathroom to take a shower in the middle of the night, so of course nothing will happen.

Ning Luan turned around nervously, and whispered to Xu Mengmeng: "This is just my random guess, don't tell others."

Xu Mengmeng nodded in agreement, Ning Luan took some food casually, took the plate to find Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao to eat together.

Ning Luan and Xu Mengmeng didn't know it yet, but the others had already started to doubt it.

So, when Ning Luan passed by several other tables with the dinner plate, he found that those people sitting at the table were rigidly avoiding his sight, and did not make any eye or body contact with him.

It wasn't until he got to the table of Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao that Ning Luan noticed something he had just ignored. All the tables adjacent to this table were empty, and there was no one there.

Is this a coincidence, or did someone else do it on purpose?Could it be that they also think that some of Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao are not human beings, and are trying to avoid them as much as possible?

The others seemed to suspect him too.

Ning Luan sat stiffly beside Zhou Yan, picked up a bun and stuffed it in his mouth, chewing tastelessly.

Lu Chenzhao put his hand on the table, and tapped the table with his fingers a few times, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Your face is as white as paper. If it weren't for daytime, I would have thought you had seen a ghost."

What is the sudden mention of ghosts? Does Lu Chenzhao know something?Ning Luan picked up the glass and took a sip of the juice: "I'm a little hypoglycemic, and I'll be fine after eating."

Lu Chenzhao didn't talk about Ning Luan any more, and focused on watching Zhou Yan eat.

After eating the food on the dinner plate like no one else was there, Zhou Yan moved back a bit, sat upright against the back of the chair, and glanced at the surrounding situation from the corner of his eye.

Obviously, other people in the restaurant were quietly observing the movement of their table, their eyes were full of vigilance and fear, reminding Zhou Yan of herbivores who were forced to eat with ferocious beasts.

And he, Lu Chenzhao, and Ning Luan sitting at this table are all fierce beasts in their eyes.

Lu Chenzhao put down his chopsticks and turned his head to look at Zhou Yan. The sunlight came in from the window and landed on the monocle in front of his left eye, reminding Zhou Yan of the first time they met on the bus.

The moment he met his gaze, Lu Chenzhao raised the corners of his lips: "What do you want to ask?"

More memories flooded into his mind, and Zhou Yan realized at this moment that he actually remembered everything he experienced after meeting Lu Chenzhao.What others wanted to know, Zhou Yan already had the answer.

As for what he wanted to ask...

Zhou Yan said coldly: "No."

Lu Chenzhao smiled, as if he had seen through Zhou Yan's inner thoughts.

Today is the fourth day that everyone has come to Hongwa Village. They have visited most of the scenic spots around Hongwa Village. After lunch, Lao Zhang took them to a souvenir shop in a scenic spot in Hongwa Village to buy souvenirs.

The souvenir shop is too small to hold so many people.Seeing Zhou Yan, Lu Chenzhao, and Ning Luan go in, the others waited outside, intending to wait for them to come out before going in.

Lao Zhang stood outside with the others. He didn't urge them to go in, but just quietly looked at the three people who were communicating with the seller in the souvenir shop.

"You people are really brave. So many people have died in Hongwa Village, yet you still dare to come here for tourism." In the souvenir shop, a man in his 20s was holding a warm water bottle in his hand, standing against the counter and talking They chatted, "Hurry up and buy some souvenirs in the store, or you will be in bad luck even if you leave here alive."

Lu Chenzhao smiled and said, "You dare to sell souvenirs in Hongwa Village, why don't we dare to travel?"

The man shook his head: "I'm different from you. The store doesn't belong to me. I just came here as a temporary salesperson to help the owner look around the store for a few days. I'll leave as soon as the time is up, and I won't stay for a day."

Lu Chenzhao glanced at the souvenirs on the counter: "I like to listen to stories. You tell me what happened in Hongwa Village before. When I am happy, I might buy everything in your store."

The salesperson was immediately hooked: "Really?"

Lu Chenzhao opened the wallet and showed it to the salesman. It contained a currency that Zhou Yan had never seen before. The strange thing was that the salesman only took a look at the money in the wallet, and then agreed to Lu Chenzhao, and talked about it in a rambling manner.

The story happened a few years ago. The salesperson forgot the specific year, but only remembered that it was the first year that Hongwa Village Hotel began to receive tourists from Hongwa Village.

August of that year was the peak tourist season. Many people were attracted by the newly built characteristic hotels in Hongwa Village and the unique and natural rural scenery around them, and they brought their families to Hongwa Village for tourism.

One night, probably in mid-August, a deranged cook poisoned the meals served to guests and staff, knocking nearly everyone unconscious.The chef took the knife, first killed the hotel staff who fainted in the restaurant, then took the knife to the hotel's accommodation area, and killed the tourists who fainted in the bungalow.

When other people in the village found out, there were corpses everywhere in the restaurant and accommodation area of ​​the Hongwa Village Hotel. If you don't count carefully, you can't count how many people died.After calling the police, the villagers took sticks and trapped the bloodied chef in bungalow 101.

Surrounded by dozens of people, the chef was not afraid at all. He threw away the knife and sat at the coffee table in the living room on the first floor, shuffling the cards with his blood-stained hands.While shuffling the cards, he was chanting a language that others could not understand, with a cadenced tone, as if he was singing.

At the last line he said that his god was coming to take his sacrifice.

When God appears, all will die.

The salesperson stopped talking here, deliberately teasing people's appetite.

Lu Chenzhao glanced at him casually: "Stop talking halfway, don't you want to sell things?"

The salesman coughed and continued honestly: "There is no god at all. The chef has been unable to wait for his god, and he is completely crazy. He cut himself a dozen times in a row, bleeding all over the place, and waited for the people around him to rush to him." In the past, he was dead."

"That incident made a lot of noise back then, and the tourism industry in Hongwa Village has been sluggish since then, and few tourists came to play. What's worse, after that, several tourists died in the Hongwa Village Hotel one after another. , since the rumors of cannibalism in the hotel in Hongwa Village spread, no one has come to Hongwa Village to travel.”

The salesperson took out several souvenirs from the counter and put them on the table, "If you want to survive, buy more souvenirs and bring them with you. All the souvenirs here have been opened. With them, the evil god will not kill you."

Lu Chenzhao took a look at all the souvenirs on the table, and said with a sneer: "Bracelets, bookmarks, seals, playing cards, are you sure these things can be used to save lives?"

The salesperson smiled awkwardly: "You said that as long as I tell a story, you can buy things from me."

Lu Chenzhao took out a few banknotes from his wallet, and as soon as he put them on the table, Zhou Yan stretched out his hand and held them down: "Why does the cannibalism in the hotel have something to do with the evil god?"

"It is rumored that the chef killed so many people in order to summon an evil god. Due to some reasons we don't know, the summoning failed. In order to successfully summon the evil god, he killed himself and turned into an evil spirit to continue killing people." The salesman continued. Yanpi said, "You can buy with confidence, the souvenirs in our store are not afraid of even evil gods, let alone the evil spirits that believe in evil gods."

Lu Chenzhao said with a smile: "You have enough money, sell me all the souvenirs in the shop."

The salesperson disagreed: "No, there is a rule in the store that each person can only buy one souvenir at most, and you bought them all, what about the others?"

In the process of listening to the story, Zhou Yan roughly figured out the quantity of most of the souvenirs in the store. He glanced at the playing cards on the counter and asked, "Are all the souvenirs in your store the same quantity?"

The salesperson nodded and said, "Yes, the shop owner said that a tour group usually only has thirteen people at most. In order to ensure sufficient supply, each souvenir only buys thirteen pieces."

Hearing this sentence, Ning Luan's face turned pale, without a trace of blood.

Zhou Yan glanced at Ning Luan lightly, looked at the salesperson and said, "You only have twelve decks of playing cards in your store."

The salesperson was surprised: "How is it possible!"

Zhou Yan: "You count by yourself."

The salesperson bowed his head and counted, and he was dumbfounded when he counted the whole number: "Could it be stolen?"

Zhou Yan asked, "When did you come to help look after the store?"

Salesperson: "Two days ago."

Two days ago, it was the second day that Zhou Yan, Lu Chenzhao and others came to Hongwa Village.

Zhou Yan glanced at the surrounding walls: "Is there surveillance in the shop?"

Salesperson: "No, no one comes to this place except you, so there is no need to waste money on security monitoring."

Lu Chenzhao looked over with a smile, as if he knew what Zhou Yan was thinking: "Ask him this, what did you think of?"

"The outer packaging is exactly the same. The deck of playing cards in Zhang Yi's room is probably the one that was lost in this store." Zhou Yan turned his head and glanced at the salesperson, "It's a pity that he came the next day. What happened the day before."

Lu Chenzhao lowered his head and smiled, raised his hand and pressed the frame of the monocle, narrowed his eyes and looked at the salesperson with a dangerous look: "Who is the owner of the souvenir shop and where has he been? Asked you to help him watch the store a few days ago?"

The salesperson was covered in cold sweat by Lu Chenzhao's stare, and explained everything: "The boss is an aunt in the village. She said that her son is coming back soon, and she has to go home and wait. It is really inconvenient to look at the store, so please ask me."

Lu Chenzhao nodded in satisfaction, and pushed the playing cards in front of the salesperson: "Except for playing cards, give us three of each souvenir."

The salesperson took the money, put the souvenirs in three cloth bags, and gave Zhou Yan, Lu Chenzhao, and Ning Luan one each.

Lu Chenzhao held him and Zhou Yan's bags in his hand: "I'll take yours for you."

After Lu Chenzhao finished speaking, he carried the bag and walked out of the souvenir shop. Ning Luan quickly glanced at Lu Chenzhao's back, then stared at Zhou Yan for a while, hesitant to speak.

Seeing Lu Chenzhao walking away, Ning Luan took Zhou Yan to a remote corner while others were coming into the shop.

Ning Luan said solemnly: "Zhou Yan, there is something I want to tell you. After you hear it, don't be nervous or afraid."

Zhou Yan: "Yes."

"I have always wondered why there are three people living in our bungalow 101, but there is no accident all the time. This morning, I suddenly had an idea, but that idea was too outrageous. I still couldn't believe it, until the salesperson just now It is said that the tourist group in Hongwa Village only has thirteen people at most, so I am sure that my idea is true." Ning Luan took a deep breath and said seriously, "There is only one reason why the 101 bungalow is so peaceful, and Lu Chenzhao is not a human being."

Zhou Yan looked at Ning Luan expressionlessly, without any reaction.

"Why are you so calm?" Ning Luan was stunned, and continued, "Did you not understand? Then I will tell you again..."

"I understand." Zhou Yan looked at Ning Luan quietly, "Just one thing, I don't quite understand."

Ning Luan felt terrified at the sight of Zhou Yan, and asked, "What?"

Zhou Yan's voice was very soft, and his tone was as cold as Dongyue's rain: "Why don't you doubt me?"

Ning Luan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "!!!"

That's right, Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao have so many similarities, why does he doubt Lu Chenzhao even more, thinking that Zhou Yan is a human being! ?

Ning Luan felt chills all over after thinking about it for a while.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and there were only him and Zhou Yan in this corner where the sun could not shine.

At this moment, Ning Luan felt that he was going to die here.

The author has something to say:

Originally, I could update it around ten o'clock, but I didn't expect the number of words to explode, and I didn't finish writing until now.

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"Oddly Enemy Is Deadly But Too Sweet" Author: Chang Yechang

Copywriter:

As a professional ghost-hunting shaman, Bai Ke has three standards:

1. Live after sunrise

2. The job entrusted by the handsome guy is not accepted

3. Psychic death is not covered by the service

As a result, one day, she took over the job of her nemesis Xia Jingyan, even though all three standards were violated.

The bosses who were rejected by Bai Ke expressed their hurt.

"Is it agreed not to work overtime at night? Does the agreed handsome guy not accept the work? Isn't the agreed ghost and tragic death not included in the service?"

Bai Ke said nonsense solemnly: "He begged me."

That's Xia Jingyan!The bosses only thought that Bai Ke was joking.

After a long time, someone who didn't have long eyes told Xia Jingyan this joke, and by the way complained about Bai's overreach...

Xia Jingyan was very defensive and interrupted the other party's complaints, "I did ask her."

The man froze, "What do you beg her for?"

Thinking of what happened that night, Xia Jingyan's suppressed possessive desire burst out again, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura.

Beg her...don't cry.