Chapter 82 The Circus on the Other Side (36)

In the meantime, enjoy the rest area.

Xiao Lan, who was falling into a deep sleep, was suddenly awakened by a shrill scream.

And the cry seemed very close to her.

Just next door.

Next door is the room of the little sister who is a high school student.

If there were no check-in rules on the first floor, Xiao Lan would definitely open the door and check out the situation.

Now, I can only feel sorry for that little sister.

She walked toward the wall and listened.

After listening for a few minutes, there was only a slight noise of uh uh, as if the throat was suffocated when the throat was filled with cotton wool.

Xiao Lan, who had not felt much when he went to sleep just now, suddenly felt a chill around him while standing in the room.

The bone-chilling coldness made her feel a little dazed.

Xiao Lan gave up listening to the corner and quickly climbed back into bed, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and covered his head.

Everything was silent, except for the sound of her heartbeat, which sounded like fireworks that were continuously blooming in the distance. The sound broke through her uneasiness one after another.

She slowly revealed half of her face and glanced at the window. The previously faint light of the moon was now quietly swallowed up by the night.

Dark and thick.

She couldn't see anything.

Immediately afterwards, a scalp-numbing voice came.

That was the sound of heavy and sticky footsteps.

Snap, snap, snap.

It was like some rotten flesh fell from the body, click, click.

Then, there was a hiccup. It's like coming to the kitchen in the middle of the night to look for food. After filling up on delicious food, the body sends out signals of satiety.

Reason told Xiao Lan not to make a sound, and not to let himself pay too much attention to the sound.

Accommodation Rules Article 2.

"2. If you hear some strange noises in the room, don't pay attention to it, please ignore it."

Ignore it, ignore it.

Xiao Lan took a slow breath and discarded the terrible thoughts that kept flashing in his mind.

Close your eyes and let sleep slowly brew.

Waiting for the next day, dawn after seven o'clock.

This night, Xiao Lan didn't sleep peacefully.

After seven o'clock, she quickly opened the door and prepared to go downstairs to find Huang He.

The door opened, and a twisted object almost hit her in the face.

Xiao Lan was unprepared and was startled.

She took two steps back. Hanging on the open door was a body that had been broken in half.

The rope on the door swayed, and the body slowly rotated in one direction.

Xiao Lan saw the other person's face clearly, and she covered her mouth, not daring to scream.

Zhou Yueying!

Why did she die?

That youthful and energetic face took on a strange and distorted appearance without knowing what scene it was seeing.

Xiao Lan bent around, stepped on the creaking floor, and rushed to the second floor: "Huang He! Huang He! Huang..."

"What are you yelling about so early in the morning?" Jin Wuwu yawned and climbed up the staircase handrail.

Xiao Lan didn't care that she was not taking the usual route, and just pointed to her door with a trembling finger.

"The tourists who were with us are dead... dead..."

Jin Wuwu squinted his eyes and looked around.

In the blink of an eye, she realized——

"It came in last night."

…

But will the magician agree?

Yuan Qingli doesn’t know how to do it, but how will you know the result if you don’t try it.

Compared with the indistinguishable but real magician in front of him, the strange thing that is everywhere and cannot be focused on is the most terrifying.

After listening to Yuan Qingli's words, the magician gently stretched out his hand, touched the flower Du Ruoyuan had just nourished, and brought it close to the tip of his nose. "It smells so good. This flower is particularly fertile."

Snapped.

She folded flowers with her jade hands without saying a word.

The lingering fragrance flies over thousands of mountains.

Is this going to be given?

Yuan Qingli was excited, but her face showed no emotion.

"I am always the one who sends out my flowers. You are the first to ask for them. I have to give them this face."

"However, there is a condition." The magician lowered the brim of his hat, and his warm smile gradually turned weird, "They must lie down and come in together."

Madness continued to shine on the magician's gentle face.

"There is no free lunch, only equal exchange."