The slightly dilapidated three-story building in front of me combined with the words "Fu'an Hotel" makes it even more terrifying.
After hesitating for a moment among the three ghosts of Xiaoyue, Xi Yu chose to call out Qin Yuan, who was more like a living person. This girl with slender eyebrows and soft and delicate features was still wearing her school uniform. The first thing she said when she saw Xi Yu was thank you. .
How could Qin He, with his hands full of blood, raise such a gentle and kind little girl?
Xi Yu sighed inwardly, and then asked in a low voice: "This place is very dangerous. Can you pretend to be a living person and go in with me?"
After getting an affirmative answer that was not forced, she and Qin Yuan pretended not to know each other, opened the door of the hotel, and entered the hotel one after another.
The interior of the hotel is also the same as the photos taken in the city bureau's top-secret information. The time on the second-hand wall clock is ten minutes faster than the normal time. The old-fashioned wall calendar has been torn into half, and the days that have passed in May are circled with red pen.
In other words, it is May 7, 1998.
Behind the simple counter stood a tall hotel owner.
There were two simple square tables and a few lame round stools placed in front of the counter. The owner's five-year-old son was sitting in the corner playing with a rubber ball. When he saw Xi Yu and Xiaoyue, the hotel owner showed a satisfied smile: "Finally we're all here."
Xi Yu remembered that the owner of Fu'an Hotel was surnamed He, but he had no name. People who knew him called him He Laoer.
"Boss, are you mistaken? You actually have eight people living in this wretched place?!"
The six men sitting on the round stools stood up when they saw Xi Yu and Xiaoyue, who looked weak and vulnerable, and were all ready to use force to rob them if the room was not enough.
As soon as they moved, even Qin Yuan, who had little social experience, became nervous. Blood oozed from behind her school uniform. She mouthed to Xi Yu: Do you want to kill them all?
Xi Yu: ...She feels a bit guilty.
She wiped the non-existent cold sweat from her forehead. Although these six men seemed not to be kind, they were not at the point where they were going to kill them all now.
"Two people live in one room, 201 to 204, you can divide it among yourselves. By the way, the money you give can only stay for seven days at most. Don't hang on."
The owner of the hotel, He Laoer, has the same eccentric personality as recorded in the city bureau. It is rare for a remote hotel to have so many guests. Not to mention warm hospitality, at least he can be pleasant. However, He Laoer has an impatient face. It seems that the hotel has business. It was a bad thing for him.
Four old and rusty brass keys were slapped on the counter. The six men seemed not to pay attention to them at all. One of them, a short-haired young man in a black coat, thought he was secretly glancing at Xi Yu a few times and saw her. Staring at the key to 203 eager to try, he took the lead to grab the key in his hand: "I don't know you anyway, so I don't care who lives with me. If you want to come to 203, you can come directly."
As if he was worried that Xi Yu would catch up, the short-haired young man ran away almost eagerly.
He knows me.
The pupils, which were flashing a tiny red light, returned to normal.
Xi Yu reviewed her memories, and after confirming that she did not know the short-haired young man, she put her half-stretched hand behind her back without leaving any trace.
All four keys are more or less covered with fluffy black mist, but only the key to room 203 has the thickest black mist, and you can still vaguely see some blood.
Based on Xi Yu's judgment, Room 203 is obviously the most dangerous.
However, when the short-haired young man noticed that Xi Yu wanted to take the key No. 203, he snatched the key away without hesitation.
Not only did he know me, but he thought my choice was safe.
Either it's a reborn person who knows me, or someone in the villa area who got my information.
Xi Yu thought.
Not good.
There were a lot of people, and everyone was experienced, but no leader was willing to step forward and lead everyone to cooperate. Instead, there was a conflict first about grabbing the keys and running to the room.
It might be easier to deal with other strange stories, but this is the Fu'an Hotel, a place where many experts believe that a battle royale involving too many people occurred.
Xi Yu waited silently for the people in front of him to assign keys before taking the remaining room 202.
The strange stories that put everyone on the edge of life and death have completely inspired the dark side of human nature. As Jiang Yingnian said, in a place like this, ghosts kill people and people kill people.
If there is no way to achieve sincere cooperation...
Xi Yu sighed helplessly.
Then we can only strike first when necessary.
Each room in Fu'an Hotel is small. The beds that have not been used for an unknown period of time are slightly yellowed. There is a simple bathroom on the side of the room, and a wooden chair is placed next to the two single beds.
With his pupils narrowed, Xi Yu scanned every corner of the room, and his eyes finally landed on a piece of guest check-in instructions sealed in plastic on the wooden chair.
1. To ensure your safety, please keep quiet at night, no matter what sounds you hear.
2. The nearby villagers like to play pranks. Please do not eat food that has left your eyes.
3. The hotel is located in a remote place, and there are wild wolves that can imitate human voices. If you hear your departing companion calling you, please return to the room quickly and do not open the door.
4. Hotels without basements are safe. If you see a basement, please return to the counter temporarily and wait until 8 p.m.
5. The kitchen and the third floor are private areas of the hotel. No matter what you hear, please do not set foot there.
6. Music scores and singing will bring bad luck. Do not play any music or destroy the music scores.
Fu'an Hotel sincerely wishes you a safe and happy stay.
On the back of the check-in instructions, there was a dent carved on the plastic by the pen tip. Xi Yu recognized it for a while, and could only barely make out a vague word "rescue" and two numbers three.
Six rules isn't a lot, but it's all pretty weird.
Hanjiang City has been a big city since the Republic of China. Several rounds of famine in the early years had already wiped out all the wolves in the nearby mountains and forests. How could there still be wild wolves? As for the wild wolf that can imitate human voices, it is even more nonsense.
And number six, even the clock in this wretched place is broken, how can there be music?
Wait, by the way, although Fu'an Hotel does not have music, it does have music-related things.
In February 1998, Chu Pianran, a sophomore student at the Conservatory of Music at Hanjiang University of Arts, disappeared. The police searched unsuccessfully and had no choice but to give up. Only Chu Pianran’s friends still refused to give up. In early May, part of Chu Pianran’s body was found in Fu’an Hotel.
Does the sixth rule have something to do with Chu Pianran?
Thinking about this, Xi Yu opened the bankbook on the dashboard of the Baishi shop and tried to find something related to Fu'an Hotel in his Baishi shop.
Master key?
The resentful spirit of the waiter?
Red dancing shoes?
Music box?
This seems to have something to do with music.
Xi Yu replaced a music box in the shape of a carousel. Qin Yuan walked over curiously and carefully touched the music box with his bloodshot fingertips.
"She is very sad." Qin Yuan lowered her eyes and said, "She wants to find her friends."
