The rotten guy from before also crawled out of the room.
Dragging a dark black mark on the ground.
A stench burst out from the room. Xie Chen quickly pressed his pocket watch, and the time around him immediately stopped.
Xie Chen still didn't recover, and she really regretted opening the door of the strange-faced man's room.
What I originally wanted to do was go in and see if there was anything hidden inside.
But what I’m hiding now is a bit too disgusting.
The room next to the strange-faced man was inhabited by an unknown person. The rumble inside was deafening and even began to reverberate throughout the entire floor.
Xie Chen hurried forward and quickly left the guest room area on the second floor before the situation was out of his control.
When I ran to the stairs, my feet began to feel weak.
The smell on the second floor began to get weird, and then became stronger and stronger, rushing into his nose as if consciously.
It was as if he knew he wanted to leave here and was trying to hold him back.
Xie Chen stepped hard, but his feet were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't even lift them even if he tried his best.
Reluctantly, I arrived at the corridor and saw a familiar white figure dancing in front of me with a mop in my hand.
Xie Chen held onto the wall with his hands, barely steadying himself.
While walking and complaining, I also saw the figure of the cleaner in white.
Xie Chen was startled.
I really didn't expect that this guy would be so close. Couldn't he hear the movement over there?
The distance between them is not even a hundred meters.
Although he was startled, he didn't make a sound.
For some reason, the cleaner in white seemed to notice someone standing behind him and immediately turned around to look behind him.
The two of them just looked at each other.
Xie Chen felt excited all over.
But the cleaner did not stop what he was doing. Instead, he looked at him with a smile and continued to mop the floor.
He originally wanted to walk downstairs, but now this guy is blocking his way, and he can neither advance nor retreat.
Just stand there.
The cleaner in white had finished mopping the ground under his feet in a few moments, and then walked over here with a bucket.
Xie Chen took two steps back.
In the process of changing positions, the two looked at each other again.
"Didn't you hear the noise?"
Xie Chen couldn't help but ask, and pointed to the corridor on the other side of the guest room.
The cleaner in white scratched his head and put his index finger to his lips.
"Shhh."
Xie Chen quickly covered his mouth.
His feet followed him by taking a few steps back.
In fact, I don't want to have too much entanglement with this cleaner. If the painful process like last time happens again, I will be 100% stuck in it.
Those weird children's voices, plus the unknown identity of the guy who knocked on the door, now combined to overwhelm the weirdness in the banquet hall.
Falling down here is undoubtedly digging your own grave.
Xie Chen cheered up. For some reason, the weakness in his feet just now gradually improved after seeing the cleaner.
Even my mind has become clearer.
"It seems you've become much cleaner."
"This is a rare piece of good news."
The cleaner in white chuckled after signaling himself not to speak.
The same words as before.
Xie Chen couldn't tell for a while whether they were dirty or not clean.
Even the more I listened, the more confused I became.
"do not worry."
"That situation happened before just because you were too dirty."
"It's getting a lot cleaner now, and the situation like before won't happen again, so there's no need to think about running away."
Xie Chen looked puzzled and wanted to speak.
But the cleaner in white suddenly came to him and put his finger to his lips.
The words were on his lips, but he was unable to speak after being pressed down by the finger of the cleaner in white.
Xie Chen wanted to press the pocket watch in his hand, but he thought it was not that easy to meet the cleaner in white, so he held it back.
And the rules of the banquet hall really exclude him.
If that last rule is wrong.
This proves that the words of the white-clothed cleaner can indeed be trusted, and they should even be of great help to me.
My most urgent thought now is to let him solve the problem over there.
Another thing is, I want to ask him what does "top" mean?
The man pretending to be a waiter who knocked on his door when he was in the mood used the word "top floor".
He wanted to decipher the meaning inside, but he had no clue. When asked by the person who said the word, he asked himself to survive first.
The ingredients here are very complex.
When the cleaner in white saw that he had no urge to speak, he put the mop back into the bucket and washed it slowly a few times.
But the water in the bucket did not become dirty.
Xie Chen was very confused.
Saying whether a person is dirty or not may be referring to something.
But shouldn’t the job of mopping the floor really just be about mopping the floor clean?
If the white-clothed cleaner works, it just means cleaning something.
So what exactly is being cleaned up?
Is it this kind of thing that turns all the guests in this hotel into the ghostly appearance in the banquet hall?
And these weird things in the bedrooms and guest rooms on the second floor are all because of things that need to be cleaned?
Although I think a little more broadly.
The following are just associations based on the two sentences of the cleaner in white.
But other than this idea, there seems to be no way to explain what "dirty" and "clean" mean.
After all, I am not dirty myself.
And from before he passed out to after he woke up, he didn't say he took a shower or changed his clothes.
Except for the possibility that these two words refer to something, I really can't think of anything else.
And the most important thing is one thing.
After I passed out from that pain, my brain became clearer, and I even remembered how to use a pocket watch.
Could it be that dirty or clean refers to the sobriety of the brain?
At this point, I don't dare to be too certain.
We must first verify whether the first half of the conjecture is correct.
The cleaner in white only saw Xie Chen's sad face, but he didn't expect that he would think about so many things in such a short period of time.
The cleaner in white put the mop against the wall and slowly groped inside his coat pocket.
He took out a pair of white gloves from inside and put them on his hands with ease.
"It's really troublesome!"
"These things will never be cleaned up."
"I really don't know when I will be able to sit down and take a rest."
"If you don't pay attention, it will almost overflow. It's really a headache."
Xie Chen heard these complaints clearly.
From the direction in which the white-clothed cleaner's eyes were looking, he was sure that he was definitely talking to the noisy room and the guy crawling in the guest room corridor.
Xie Chen opened his mouth and was about to ask a tentative question.
The cleaner in white clothes disappeared in front of his eyes, and the abnormal noise in the room stopped immediately.
A sharp scream exploded in his ears.
It was like something was being torn alive, suffering pain that should not have been endured.
Xie Chen's heart was hanging. Mao turned around and was about to look in the direction of the guest room, but found that the entire guest room corridor was empty.
Everything is clean and tidy, not to mention some rotten, smelly weirdos crawling on the ground.
The tile floor is so clean that even if you roll on it, you won't feel dirty.
Xie Chen stared at this scene with his mouth open, his heart filled with disbelief.
If all these abnormalities just disappeared, it would make sense.
But the most important thing now is that even the cleaner in white has disappeared, and the bucket and mop placed next to him have also disappeared.
"Shouldn't..."
As soon as she subconsciously opened her mouth to speak, Xie Chen quickly covered her mouth. After all, she thought of the action of the cleaner in white covering her mouth in her mind.
It's all very strange.
The strangest thing was that it was as if he had never appeared.
Xie Chen held the pocket watch in his hand and walked forward little by little.
The entire corridor in the guest room was extremely quiet. Even if I stepped lightly, I could still hear the sound of shoes and tiles approaching.
After walking for nearly ten steps, I arrived at the door of the guest room where the strange sound had just come out.
Now it's as quiet as before.
Xie Chen pressed the pocket watch in his hand. Since there was no reference, even if time stopped, the surrounding scene would still look like this.
Xie Chen put his hand on the door handle and was about to open the door.
But no matter how hard I tried, the door handle just couldn't be pressed.
"Is it locked?"
Xie Chen thought to himself, and also increased his strength and stopped being so cautious.
But no matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't open my face after suppressing my blush.
There was really no choice but to give up.
Xie Chen shook off the sweat from his forehead and just turned around, when the strange-faced man's room opened the door.
