Chapter 37 Yihongyuan Hotel (36)

"According to what you said, I have a guess. Since we can't get out by taking the main entrance, we can only go to the top of the building." Yuan Qingli looked up at the ceiling.

Meng Yu looked panicked: "You, you don't want us to jump off a building together, do you?"

"It's not impossible. I haven't skipped it since I grew up. Why don't you give it a try?" Yuan Qingli looked at Meng Yu with an encouraging look.

"me……"

"Does he look human to you?" Yuan Qingli suddenly pointed at Mu Yingshan.

Mu Yingshan felt offended.

Meng Yu shook his head: "It doesn't look like that."

"So..." Yuan Qingli stopped and pointed at Room 1305, which they had kicked open earlier, "We must leave in an inhuman way."

I was so anxious to save people before that I didn't pay much attention to this room.

Looking around, Yuan Qingli discovered that there were a few lines of small writing on the wall covered by curtains, and the writing style was slightly green.

"I leave myself to the land,

From there my favorite weeds will grow,

If you need me again,

You can find me under your boots. "

——Walt Whitman

Yuan Qingli waved to the owner of this room and asked, "Meng Yu, did you write this?"

Meng Yu followed the direction of Yuan Qingli's finger and shook his head: "Sister Qingli, I don't understand what you are talking about. There are no words on it..."

"Um?"

Yuan Qingli was surprised, could Meng Yu not see it?

She asked Mu Yingshan: "What about you?"

"I'm not blind, but I can't see either." The same goes for Mu Yingshan.

Yuan Qingli fell into deep thought. Why was she the only one who could see this poem? Could it be some important clue?

She read the poem once. Mu Yingshan didn't see any reaction, but Meng Yu was slightly touched.

A rare blush of embarrassment appeared on his pale face: "We had a poetry class before and learned this poem. I also told my deskmate that cremation was too cruel. If I die in the future, I can Direct burial without a coffin."

"Then I hope that my relatives and friends can sprinkle alfalfa, sawdust and straw on my decaying body. Let me merge with this land."

Mu Yingshan snorted softly: "It's quite poetic to die. Why bother to merge with the land? I will give you a sword for free, and I guarantee that the sky will be filled with red flowers."

safflower? You are so tall, the Sword Immortal has actually learned how to turn.

"So that's what you think?" Yuan Qingli tiptoed and touched Meng Yu's head, "Then come out with us, and then convey your thoughts to your family and friends. I believe they will understand you."

"Yeah!" Instead of being laughed at, he received approval. Meng Yu couldn't help but laugh softly.

…

"right here."

After another week, Yuan Qingli found no new clues, so he took Meng Yu and Mu Yingshan to the toilet of 1305.

Meng Yu scratched his head in confusion: "Sister Qingli, why do we have to squeeze three people into one toilet?"

"Maybe this is what it feels like when girls hold hands in the bathroom, right?" Yuan Qingli, who had lost too much blood and looked pale, joked with her lips curled up.

Meng Yu laughed loudly, and looked at each other in silence with Mu Yingshan.

Yuan Qingli turned sideways and raised her hand to knock on the mirror, "We have to leave this ghost place from here."

"Mirror? What... bumped into it?" Meng Yu was puzzled.

Yuan Qingli's eyes signaled them to wait, and she shouted in the mirror: "Long-tongued ghost, long-tongued ghost, long-tongued ghost, I found someone, call us back quickly."

In fact, Yuan Qingli was not sure whether Meng Yu was the person that the long-tongued ghost wanted to save.

There was no response from the other end.

Yuan Qingli frowned. What's going on? Is the signal bad and disconnected?

Yuan Qingli shouted several times to the mirror, already impatient.

For a moment, the long-tongued ghost still didn't respond. Isn’t it possible that I can’t go back?

Yuan Qingli thought about it and brought a wooden clothes hanger and was about to smash the mirror.