Long night dreams

Chapter 6
In the dining room on the first floor, Roger is like a hero who is not afraid of danger. After all, he is also a policeman. His professional sense of mission made him stand up at this time.He ordered Xia Qingqing and Ye Mei to help the old lady Jin to the management room in an orderly manner, and then sat down on the sofa.

Xia Qingqing was unwilling to leave Wang Yang. From the very beginning, she had clung to Wang Yang's arm tightly like a lovable bird, but now she wanted to accompany an old lady whose daughter had just died. This was reflected in her life experience. Here, I have never experienced it.Seeing Wang Yang's encouraging expression, Xia Qingqing took old lady Jin's hand and walked towards the management room next to the hotel gate.

The door of the management room was tightly closed, Ye Mei thought the door was ajar, so she gently pushed it with her hand, but the mottled wooden door did not move at all.Ye Mei sniffled, at this moment, she smelled a faint scent.It was a little fragrant and a little pungent, and Ye Mei's eyes were even smothered with a little fuzzy tears.This is a familiar smell, every year Ye Mei goes to the famous temple in the deep mountains to make a wish and fulfill the wish, now the misty smell outside the management room is similar to the incense smoke in the temple.

Ye Mei's heart began to feel uneasy, as if there was a fawn bumping around in her chest.

She turned to look at the young girl Xia Qingqing, looking at Xia Qingqing's puzzled eyes, she asked, "You smell it too?" Xia Qingqing nodded, and then said, "Yes, it's like the smell of the mourning hall in my hometown. !"
The mourning hall——Thinking of this, Ye Mei couldn't help opening her mouth, and let out a short scream.

This scream attracted Guo Haoran, Wang Yang and Luo Jie. After listening to Xia Qingqing and Ye Mei's narration, they had complicated expressions on their faces.Luo Jie asked Xia Qingqing to help the old lady Jin aside, and then kicked hard on the wooden door. With a bang, the door opened.

Roger saw a lifelike posthumous photo, hanging high in the most conspicuous place in the house.There are still several plates under the photo, on which there are fruit offerings, cold meals, and even a small bottle of white wine.The two candles hadn't burned much yet, and the air current created after the door was knocked open made the flames of the candles sway in the wind.And that posthumous photo shows a young woman—Suxin, the daughter of Mrs. Jin!Her eyes were looking quietly at everyone who walked into the room, and there was even a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.
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What is she smiling for?
Roger turned around and asked Mrs. Jin, "Did you arrange this? How do you know that Su Xin is dead?" His tone was not so friendly, and even full of hostility.

The old lady Jin looked over her head, and then she yelled loudly like seeing a ghost in the daytime: "This is not arranged by me. When I cook for you, this is still the management room, except for the account books and keys. , nothing! How could it be like this now? Who the hell is playing tricks on me?"
Roger sniffled and said, "Then this is troublesome - we all stayed together, but now this place has become like this, it can only show one thing - there is another hidden here that we don't know about." He turned around and asked, "Old lady Jin, are all the hotel guests here today?" "
The old lady Jin nodded.

"Have you ever had someone come to lodge and you forgot to check in?"
The old lady Jin shook her head vigorously, and said seriously, "Although I'm a little out of my mind now, I never make mistakes when checking in passengers!"
Luo Jie wanted to ask again, but at this moment, a distressed cry suddenly came from the second floor, which came from the bearded painter Li Shoulian.Then, I saw Li Shoulian stumbling and running down the stairs.He cried out hoarsely:
"Su Xin's body upstairs is gone!"
As soon as the words fell, all the faces showed a look of fear.Several young ladies even let out high-pitched screams.

After going upstairs to verify that Su Xin's body was indeed missing, Roger returned to the dining room dejectedly.It seemed that he didn't know how to explain all this weirdness.

Li Shoulian murmured blankly, "Where did that corpse go?"
After concentrating for a moment, Roger said: "I don't know now, but after we found the body, we all went downstairs, and the last one to come down was--" He raised his head, and a sword-like gleam shot from his eyes To Guo Haoran whose body was still trembling.

After hearing this, Guo Haoran stopped trembling, stood up with a "teng", and shouted: "What do you mean? You mean that I hid that corpse? What good will it do me? We all came here together because we misread the street signs, and I can't predict that there will be horrible murders here-everything has nothing to do with me.

Luo Jie stared fixedly at Guo Haoran, and asked coldly, "Then where did you say that corpse went?"
Guo Haoran raised his eyebrows, and replied proudly: "How do I know, you are a policeman, and the responsibility for investigating the truth of the incident lies with you, not me."
At this time, Wang Yang, who had been silent all this time, took over the conversation and said calmly: "Everyone, don't argue, let's analyze it. We all came here after the body was found. Mr. Guo was the last one to come down, but he didn't move and hide. The motive of the corpse. Then, could the truth be like this--" He collected himself, then took a deep breath, his face became a little red, and his chest heaved slightly due to tension.He continued, "Perhaps, the murderer is not one of us at all! Perhaps, he is still hiding in a secret corner of this hotel! -- He is the one who hid Su Xin's body!"
Suddenly, a sinister sneer came from a certain gloomy corner of the room.Roger turned his head away, only to realize that the sneer came from the old lady Jin who had been crying in a low voice just now.

Roger opened his mouth to ask something, but he immediately suppressed his thoughts.He knew that with an old lady who had just found her daughter's body and was in a state of extreme hysteria, it was best not to ask anything.

However, at this time, the old lady Jin slightly parted her lips, revealing her white teeth, and said unhurriedly: "It's the ghosts from Shizhong Village who came to claim their lives. Everyone who comes here will run away." Unstoppable—" The last word of her last word was drawn out for a long time, and when her breath was about to run out, it was replaced by a burst of maniacal laughter.

Xia Qingqing was so frightened that she jumped into Wang Yang's arms, and said dissatisfiedly, "Don't scare me... I'm naturally timid..."
Wang Yang asked, "Old lady Jin, what do you mean by that?"
The old lady Jin raised her head in a daze, looked at Wang Yang numbly, but closed her mouth tightly and said nothing.The room suddenly fell into a deathly silence, only the sound of the raging wind outside the window and the sound of rain getting denser and denser could be heard.

"Bang bang bang -- bang bang --" In the silence, there were a few rhythmic knocks on the door.

The people in the room looked at each other, who is knocking on the door?Who would come to such a hotel that can only be reached by misreading the street signs on such a stormy night?
Roger opened the door with a "squeak", and the biting cold wind outside the door mixed with raindrops drifted into the room. Roger couldn't help but took a big step back to avoid the attack of the water mist.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man in a black coat, in his thirties, with a slightly fatter body, wearing a peaked cap, his face hidden in the shadow of the cap.He held an umbrella, but because of the wind, the rain fell obliquely, so his whole body was still wet, as if he had been fished out of the water.He opened his mouth and said: "Excuse me, is this the cursed village? Why didn't I meet anyone along the way?" The voice was very low, but this question couldn't help making Roger laugh——it was another walk Travelers who have gone the wrong way.

Roger turned his body sideways and let the middle-aged man who came in the middle of the night into the hall.Roger also said gracefully like the heroine in a foreign movie: "Welcome to the Hongmen Inn in Shizuo Village. Today the proprietress here just lost her beloved daughter, so we have to let a few travelers solve the problem by ourselves." Yes. Now that you are here, please sit down and have something to eat, I guess you must be hungry too."
The middle-aged man glanced at Roger suspiciously. After he smelled the scented paper candles coming from the management room, he seemed to understand something.But he didn't ask anything, just said indifferently: "My name is Zhang Dongsheng, which means I was born in winter." He went straight to the dining table, but fortunately, there was still a lot of food left on the table.

Luo Jie also hurriedly introduced himself to Zhang Dongsheng, and also introduced other people in the living room by the way.The tourists staying in the hotel are basically in the living room, except for one person - Lianzi.Lianzi didn't even eat dinner, so she went upstairs to sleep in her room alone.

Seeing Zhang Dongsheng look suspiciously at the management room, Luo Jie also briefly introduced to him the strange and mysterious incident that happened in the hotel tonight.After this speech, Zhang Dongsheng was also taken aback. He never expected that he would come to such a strange place.

After hastily filling his stomach, Zhang Dongsheng asked, "Then which room should I stay in tonight?"
Roger obviously had no way to answer this question, so he turned his eyes for help to the old lady Jin, the hotel proprietress who had stopped crying but was still staring blankly.

After Xia Qingqing and Ye Mei patted Old Mrs. Jin's shoulder several times, she finally recovered.She rambled on, "Originally, there are no vacant rooms in the hotel. Why don't you squeeze in the bearded painter or Mr. Luo?"
Zhang Dongsheng hesitated for a moment, and said, "Is it true that I can't find a vacant room? I have a problem. I like to snore, and it's very bad. I'm afraid I will affect others..."
As soon as he said this, Ye Mei suddenly giggled.Guo Haoran glared at her, and she stopped laughing.

The old lady Jin thought for a while, and said: "Actually, there is still a vacant room in this hotel, which is the room where my daughter Su Xin lived. I have always reserved it for her, thinking that she will continue to live in it when she comes back. Unexpectedly She has gone to another world so pitifully, that room is useless, you go live."
When Zhang Dongsheng was about to say thank you, he suddenly heard Ye Mei say loudly: "Can you let me live in that room? I don't want to live in the room where the dead body was found. I will have nightmares and scare myself to death at night.

Zhang Dongsheng quickly smiled and said: "No problem, you can go to live in Suxin's boudoir, and I will live in the room you lived in. I am not afraid of any dead bodies, as long as I lie on the bed and close my eyes, I will fall asleep immediately. And he must have slept so deeply that he would never have a nightmare."
The room was arranged like this.Guo Haoran carried his luggage and followed Ye Mei into the innermost room on the second floor. For some reason, he always felt that Ye Mei was restless, as if something was on his mind.Guo Haoran wanted to ask a question tentatively, but before he could ask the question he wanted to ask, Ye Mei pushed him back unceremoniously.

In desperation, Guo Haoran had no choice but to pretend that he was not as knowledgeable as Ye Mei, and he looked around the room that originally belonged to Su Xin.The room is decorated simply, and the light blue curtains give the room a feeling between romance and mystery.There is a small homemade wooden ladder on one side of the house, and the wooden ladder leads up to a small attic.

Guo Haoran is a person full of curiosity, and he has a special interest in things like attics.He used to read the autobiography of his idol Stephen King, and he saw a detail. After Stephen King was abandoned by his father when he was a child, he was always autistic and even a child with low IQ. Until one day he climbed into the attic and found a box that his father had bought before. He found the joy of life only after reading the mysterious and horror novels.In the end, Stephen King became the most famous horror writer in the world, and also the richest author.

Sometimes Guo Haoran often complains unreasonably to his parents, why didn't he have an attic full of books in his previous home, otherwise he would not be as poor as he is now, maybe he would have become China's Stephen King!
But now that he saw the wooden ladder leading to the attic, there was no reason to ignore it.Guo Haoran walked to the wooden ladder, and under Ye Mei's surprised eyes, he climbed up to the attic step by step.

Su Xin's attic was dark, and a dark and dry atmosphere rushed towards his face, Guo Haoran couldn't help but sneezed.He lit the lighter, and in the flickering flames, he saw a small boxy wooden box in the corner of the attic wall.What will be in the wooden box?Guo Haoran suddenly became interested.On the low attic, he bent down and walked towards the corner where the wooden box was placed.When the feet stepped on the wooden floor of the attic, there was a creaking sound, which sounded like countless mice biting the wooden boards.Hearing this creepy voice, Guo Haoran was always worried that the wooden floor of the attic would suddenly collapse. In fear, he quickened his pace, picked up the wooden box, and immediately went to the wooden ladder. Backed off.

Holding the wooden box and descending the wooden ladder, Guo Haoran found that his head, neck and neck were covered with tiny spider webs and dust.He shook his body vigorously, and the dust and cobwebs were immediately shaken into the narrow space in the room.

Ye Meiqiang looked calmly at the wooden box in Guo Haoran's hand, and then said coldly: "Did you find the treasure? But I have to tell you, this box is someone's heart, and it's not your turn to inherit it." ."
Hearing her words, Guo Haoran's face was obviously a little uneasy. He held back his anger and said, "I just want to know more about Su Xin. After all, I am a writer of suspense novels. Maybe the more I know, the more I know." The more, the more helpful it will be for my writing."
"Tch--" Ye Mei scowled, turned around and faced the dressing table next to the bed, and said, "I don't bother with you, I don't think you have any hope of making your ancestors famous by writing in your life." She took off the After taking off the earrings and necklace, she was about to get under the covers. Of course, she didn't forget to warn, "By the way, it's still the same. I'll sleep on the bed, you sleep on the sofa!"
Guo Haoran pretended not to hear with a "hmm", then opened the wooden box that was taken from the attic, and fell to the ground with a crash.

He couldn't help being taken aback when he saw what was poured out.

There was a splash, a lot of things rolled down from the box on the floor of the bedroom, all the things were tumbling and jumping on the ground like Go pieces.After everything came to a standstill on the ground, Guo Haoran clearly saw what it was.

The biggest thing is a transparent sphere with a pattern of frosting engraved on it. This is an imitation crystal ball. Guo Haoran has seen it in countless European movies. The crystal ball sees the past and predicts the future.But God knows if the crystal ball really has such magical power.

On the ground, there is also a small pyramid.It is said that the pyramids will also bring mysterious power to people.For example, if you put meat into the pyramid in the hot summer, the meat will not rot and become smelly even if it lasts for a week, and it will still remain fresh.Of course, this is just what Guo Haoran read in the book, and he doesn't really believe such a statement.By the way, on the same day he received "Night Burial" from Zhuang Qin, he also received a popular science book called "The Prophecy of Nostradamus and the Nine Stars", which talked about the mysterious function of the pyramids. It is in that book that I read this knowledge.

There was also a deck of playing cards scattered all over the place, but upon closer inspection, it was found that the deck of playing cards was full of strange patterns.Guo Haoran was stunned for a long time before he remembered that it was a set of tarot cards - according to legend, the tool used by witches for divination, usually combined with a crystal ball - of course, Guo Haoran also came from "Nostradama" for this knowledge The strange book of Adams Prophecy and Nine Stars.

"Nostradamus Prophecy and Nine Stars" is indeed a very strange book.Nostradamus was a mysterious French doctor who lived in continental Europe in the sixteenth century. His status as a prophet far exceeded his achievements as a doctor.Nostradamus published the famous prophetic epic "The Centuries" in 1555. In this book, he used poetic language to implicitly but boldly make a subversive prediction of the future.This book was written more than 400 years ago, but many things do coincide with what happened in the future.For example - Louis XVI fled to Warrens, Napoleon's defeat, Hitler's death, the Shah's abdication; the exact time of World War I, World War II; Pearl Harbor, Hiroshima and Nagasaki atomic bombings; steam engine The invention of Einstein, the emergence of Einstein...

Etc., etc.

For all the unparalleled prophecies Nostradamus made, there was one point that ruined him.In "The Centuries" he wrote:

"In July 1999, the King of Terror is about to fall from the sky."——The world will be destroyed at once.

I remember that in July 1999, the whole world was really terrified.Some Japanese scholars even brought the planetarium into the TV studio for a live demonstration. When it was adjusted to July 7, the nine planets in the solar system formed a regular and standard large cross with the sun as the center!
(End of this chapter)