Xie Chen walked up quickly.
This time, when my feet stepped on the steps, fortunately, my vision was no longer dark.
And when he put his feet up, the door in front of him did not turn into a point of light and disappear.
But after standing on the steps, Xie Chen stopped and had no intention of moving again. Instead, he twisted his arm hard.
The severe pain wakes up my brain. Of course, I think this wakefulness is a shot in the arm.
Holding the pocket watch in his hand, Xie Chen walked to the door and knocked twice.
Unfortunately, there was only sound, but the door did not open.
Xie Chen stepped back, even to the middle of the road. When he looked up again, he found that except for the first floor, everything above was pitch black.
Even if he wanted to see clearly, his eyes seemed to be covered with a piece of black cloth.
Xie Chen resisted the urge to curse.
The more I looked at it, the more familiar it became, as if I had seen the scene in front of me before.
But if I really think about it, I can't tell where I saw it.
There was really no other way, so he had to come to the mahogany door again and gently stroke the lines on it with his hands.
I can't even express my feelings.
"*Chen, come back quickly!"
"You just want to leave my child!"
"What are you thinking about leaving your mother, your father and us in this world?"
"If you don't come back, your dad and I won't be able to live alone anymore. We only have a son like you***"
Many painful cries flooded into my ears, but I couldn't do anything about it. Specifically determine the source of the sound?
Xie Chen spun around in circles, a little helpless, and then ran towards the middle of the road.
But after running halfway, as his vision blurred, he returned to the mahogany gate.
And it was actually the opposite direction to the direction he was facing just now.
Xie Chen quickly turned back, a little in disbelief.
"Are there space restrictions?"
Xie Chen murmured to himself.
Looking at the scene in front of me, my whole body couldn't help but flash, as if I really remembered something.
"This...isn't this just..."
"Chonghui Hotel?"
Xie Chen stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched the mahogany door in front of him. The feeling was much clearer than when he was inexplicably locked in the stone house just now.
It's a pity that the door in front of him doesn't move at all. Even if he pushes inward hard, it has no effect.
Xie Chen stood at the door and thought for a moment, as if he had thought of something.
He grabbed the door handle with his hand, and then gently pulled it out. It could even be said that he didn't use much force at all.
Such a mahogany door, which was as tall as two people, was being pulled a little bit.
Xie Chen couldn't believe it.
When the crack in the door was about to appear, Xie Chen quickly closed the door, but even if he let go.
The mahogany door in front of him still showed no signs of retracting, but retained the distance he had just drawn.
Xie Chen gritted his teeth and remembered the sleeping rules of the guest room.
The cardboard was placed in the room by himself, but he still remembered that one of the pieces was about the dormitory door.
All guest room doors are push-in. If you encounter a pull-out door, you must report this situation to the cleaner in white if you want to enter the room.
But where should I go to find a cleaner in white clothes now?
Besides, this is still a street, but it is related to the sleeping rules of the guest rooms.
"Is this a guest room or a street?"
Xie Chen covered his head, as if something was eroding his consciousness, making his originally clear thoughts begin to become blurry.
Xie Chen was in a hurry. He was just about to take out the food and take a bite, but found that all the food on the white plates had fallen into the stone room.
As the stone house disappeared, all the food on those white plates disappeared.
Xie Chen really couldn't find a place to do it.
Just when he was helpless, Xie Chen seemed to think of something and rummaged through his pockets.
Emperor Tian pays off his conscientious people.
A group of "little wontons" was pulled out of his pocket.
With a face full of joy, Xie Chen untied the paper towel outside, and the dry and flat pickled olive immediately appeared in his eyes.
This is like a savior to me.
Xie Chen stuffed the olive into his mouth without hesitation, but did not wolf it down, but just held it in his mouth.
The effects appear immediately.
But it is still myself that suffers.
A painful feeling that was fighting against the vagueness that invaded the brain began to hit his head again and again.
The severe pain was like tearing his head apart. Xiechen had no choice but to endure the discomfort and slowly squatted in front of the mahogany door.
A little strange smell entered his nose, and then went straight to his forehead.
Xie Chen noticed it very clearly.
This smell is hard to forget.
It was that strange smell from the guest room on the second floor.
Are you just in the guest room?
Xie Chen endured the discomfort and stood up, trying to shout for help.
Maybe this will attract the attention of the masked waiter or the hat waiter.
Unfortunately, these are just wishful thinking.
Before his mouth made a sound, his feet felt sore and weak.
It was exactly the same as before when he was trapped in a stone house and suffered from brain hypoxia.
At the same time as he fell to the ground, he fell out of the steps again, and then rolled from the top to the bottom.
Although there were no bruises, the bones in the entire body felt like they were about to fall apart.
Xie Chen struggled to get up, but fell to the side of the door.
"Damn it, every time you eat these damn things, you're never done, right?"
Complaints are complaints, I have already fallen down, and all I can do is dust myself off.
Xiechen gritted his teeth and hurriedly rubbed his arms, but he saw a white note with unknown words taped to the pillar of the side door.
It is said to be white, but there are already a lot of stains on it.
Xie Chen took three steps at a time, crawled over as quickly as possible, and then came to the paper.
Xie Chen frowned and looked at the content above carefully.
This entry guide is very short, but the content inside is without exception very helpful to you.
Probably because I have eaten white plate food many times, every time I eat now, it is no longer as painful as it was at the beginning.
At most, it's just temporary discomfort, which can be alleviated on its own.
Xie Chen took a breath.
If you look at it from a substitute perspective, this entry instruction should be for the mask waiters.
And judging from the entry requirements, I finally understand what the clearance requirements are.
Just leave Chonghui Hotel.
Even in the second article, it is emphasized again that eventually all guests will leave.
In other words, unless they leave the hotel, all the guests will not die, but will lose consciousness or lose all their memories and live in the hotel like zombies.
This reminded me of the strange-faced man.
As for the third article, it says "we cannot eliminate each other". The "opposite" here should refer to the identity that stands opposite the masked waiter.
It should undoubtedly be the hat waiter camp.
Connected with his previous guess and the words of the cleaner in white, the entire hotel could not be completely cleaned.
This proves that "dirty" cannot be completely removed.
At best, it can only ensure that every guest will be "clean".
But how “clean” does it really need to be?
To meet the criteria for leaving and returning to the hotel?
This entry instruction does not clearly state this.
But fortunately, the conjecture has now been confirmed, and other wrong ideas have also been eliminated before this entry guide.
It's nothing short of good news for myself.
But the problem remains.
Is this outside the street or in the guest room on the second floor?
Xie Chen didn't know how to get back to the hotel.
Could it be that this is considered leaving?
