I'm back from hell

Chapter 142 Room

Peace Hotel, th floor.

Room 404.

Numbers are taboo, but somehow they remain.

In the room, on the wall next to the corridor, hung a portrait of a woman.

An offering table is placed in front of the portrait, with fruits, cakes, incense candles and other items placed on it.

"Xiao Xuan, these are your favorite fruits and pastries. I hope you can be happy there and no longer be bullied. Woo hoo..."

"Amitabha. Thank you benefactor, the old man has passed away, so please be sad and obedient."

"Thank you, Master."

"The time has come. The poor monk is about to start the salvation ceremony. Please thank the benefactor, pay the remaining balance, and then retreat three feet away."

"it is good."

Chanting sounded.

Like a ghost, Xia Yu quietly appeared on the balcony of this room.

Before nightfall, she helped Xia Hongwei book a room. Coincidentally, the guests in room 204 happened to check out, so Xia Hongwei moved into room 204.

Afterwards, she quietly left the room and used the darkness to destroy the surveillance cameras one by one before climbing up to the fourth floor of the hotel.

After searching carefully, I finally came here.

Xia Yu looked at the three people in the room.

One of the obese people was walking towards him with his head down, looking quite greasy, this person should be Xie Chengyong.

His face was full of pain and melancholy. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and the sweat from his forehead, and took out his mobile phone to fiddle with it.

There was another person, a tall and thin monk, wearing a new cassock, with very long eyebrows. He was concentrating on reciting scriptures at this time, and he looked like an eminent monk.

Sitting cross-legged beside him was a young novice monk, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting something in a low voice.

Xia Yu's eyes swept across these people and towards the portrait hanging on the wall.

This is a black and white photo.

The woman in the photo is quite delicate, with a quiet temperament, wearing a cute hairpin, and she smiles lightly, giving people a very pure and lovely feeling.

I don't know if it's because the room is rather dark, but the girl in the photo looks a little blurry, so blurry...

Can't see her face clearly.

"Ok?"

Xia Yu frowned, feeling more and more that something was wrong.

She suddenly thought of something, and her mind moved.

"Crench."

Xiao Hua in the room on the second floor pushed the door out, came to the third floor, and stopped soon.

He was standing at the position where he had sensed resentment above his head, very close to the portrait of the woman on the fourth floor, very close.

Could it be that……

Resentment comes from the portrait?

"The resentment is increasing?!"

The next moment, the message from Xiao Hua shocked Xia Yu.

Next.

Without waiting for Xiaohua's reminder, Xia Yu felt distracted and unable to concentrate. This feeling was exactly the same as when she met Nai'er's husband at the Jinlan International Hotel.

Just very light very light.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is, why is there resentment on the portrait?

Xia Yu frowned and continued to stay here, hoping to get more secretive news. Anyway, it was still some time before the mist incident broke out.

"Fortunately, I know that the danger of this fog event is the ghost race, so I came here to investigate a long time in advance."

"Otherwise, how would you find the variables here?"

She was quite lucky.

It's just that the ceremony was done for a full three hours, and the night became more and more intense. I still didn't get any extra information, but the resentment on the portrait became weaker and weaker.

until a certain moment.

The legal service is over.

Xiao Hua sent a message: the resentment has completely disappeared.

Of course, this is not to say that the old monk has the real ability to resolve the grievances, but because Xiao Hua absorbed all the grievances.

"Master is tired."

"The balance has been settled, but... please show me some face and let Xie treat her well."

Xie Chengyong said.

"Amitabha."

The master shook his head and said: "The poor monk is tired, so the food can be skipped."

"That's... okay, just listen to the master."

Xie Chengyong didn't force it, but said, "I'll send it to Master."

The three left.

Lock the door.

In the room, only Xia Yu was left.

She walked out of the balcony, approached the portrait step by step, checked, but still found nothing unusual, and frowned even tighter.

Am I being suspicious?

"The Fog Incident is about to begin."

"Go back to the room first."

Xia Yu glanced out the window, and a faint mist began to spread. After thinking about it, she turned around and left.

When you can't find out the source of danger, the best way is to stay away.

"card?"

Just as she entered through the main entrance of the hotel and went upstairs to go back to her room, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a small card on the ground, which showed a scantily clad beauty and a phone number. Among them, the eight big characters were particularly eye-catching: Rose Covenant, Romantic Night.

A hand appeared in view, picking up the card.

It's the backpack man!

He was not carrying a big backpack at this time, but while chewing gum, he said sarcastically: "The card in the first taboo on the leaflet doesn't refer to it, does it?"

"Honey, put it down quickly, don't break the taboo here."

Seeing this, the female anchor who was walking behind hurriedly pushed him and said.

She didn't have a live broadcast at this time, so she didn't have any scruples in speaking.

"I'm afraid of wool, there's something wrong."

The man with the backpack didn't care. After catching a glimpse of Xia Yu from the corner of his eye, his eyes lit up. He couldn't help puffing out his chest, and his voice became a little louder: "These so-called taboos are meant to scare people."

"It's all a routine to attract traffic, do you really believe it?"

Female anchor: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case!"

"There's no chance."

"I still don't believe it."

The man with the backpack was very brave and put the card directly in his pocket: "I want to see what can happen."

"If you do a live broadcast, you must be able to make live broadcast effects. If you don't violate any taboos, how can you make those viewers interested?"

"You... really want to do this?"

"What are you afraid of, I'm here!"

"Okay... okay."

Although the female anchor was scared, she also felt that the man with the backpack made sense, and finally agreed: "Let's go, go back to the house and start the live broadcast."

The man with the backpack gave Xia Yu a reluctant look before leaving.

Xia Yu also felt that the so-called taboo was not credible, but she had carefully looked at this hotel before, and she was sure that there was no card in this location!

and so……

Who put it?

Hotel staff?

and many more.

She immediately thought of one thing, it seemed that from the beginning to the end, she met two hotel staff: the front desk and the cleaning lady!

If you add the boss Xie Chengyong, there are three!

Such a big hotel, how come there are so few staff?

Xia Yu didn't have time to think carefully, because the fog became thicker and thicker, and an incident was about to break out soon. She walked quickly to her room 206.

A few more cards were found along the way.

"Crack."

The door is closed.

The fog incident broke out...