Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

The evil spirit who runs this hotel must be someone who understands contrasts.

September was very adaptable. After putting her luggage away, she threw herself on the bed and stretched her limbs. The stretching posture lasted for more than ten seconds.

"By the way, Mr. Ming Yuan, I heard that the food in this hotel is very special."

"Didn't you just eat before you went out? Are you hungry again so soon?"

Duan Mingyuan frowned.

The food at Congyun Hotel is indeed very unique, or to be more precise, it is too unique.

Residents mentioned that they had found fingers and eyeballs in their meals, and some people were eating normally but later pulled out a razor blade when going to the toilet, causing heavy bleeding.

"Not hungry, just greedy."

September reported truthfully, "I always feel that since I'm here, it would be a pity not to try the hotel's special food, and Mr. Dajiang will reimburse me."

After all, this is very likely to be the last delicacy provided by the evil spirit operator to the guests. After Mr. Mingyuan drives it away, there will be no chance to taste the authentic evil spirit delicacy again.

"Then order it."

After saying that, Duan Mingyuan sat on the old-fashioned chair and looked through the information Dajiang sent him.

The reason why Dajiang did not investigate further after the members disappeared was not only because of the shortage of manpower in Yunlong City, but also because the missing members were taking private jobs.

The missing young couple did exist, and the person who was commissioned to investigate was the father of the missing boy.

The hotel actively cooperated with the police investigation at the time, claiming that the couple left after checking out and that there were detailed registration records in the lobby. The police subsequently conducted an investigation in the hotel and turned the hotel upside down but could not find any clues. In the end, they could only reasonably infer that the couple had eloped.

However, this incident attracted the attention of many people, and later a famous ghost story was born. In the story, the couple got up at night and found the stairs leading to the fifth floor, which should not have existed. Driven by curiosity, they walked up and disappeared forever on the fifth floor.

As for what is on the fifth floor, there are many different opinions. Some say that it is the source of all the strange stories in Congyun Hotel.

The father of the missing boy did not give up after the organization members disappeared. He stayed at Congyun Hotel many times but found nothing. A few years later, the boy's father was diagnosed with a terminal illness and died in the hospital. No one investigated the matter anymore.

Duan Mingyuan soon discovered that although these urban legends seemed independent of each other, they were connected by many details, and all the related parts were very unified, as if they were "settings" written by the same person.

He created a new document in Memo and entered the important parts into it:

The stairs leading to the fifth floor occasionally appear late at night.

The ghost with bloody eyes in the mirror will consciously drive the tenants to the stairs.

Most people who have witnessed ghosts experience strange things happening to them on the day they check into the hotel.

"Weird things" refer to finding foreign objects in the food provided by the hotel, or washing your hands and getting them stained with blood when taking a bath.

The portraits in the corridor are said to be the founders of the hotel. Don't look at them for too long, otherwise the people in the frames will come alive.

For a moment, Duan Mingyuan seemed to have returned to high school, when he was analyzing the location of the evil spirit bit by bit through the information on the Internet that was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

At that time, he naturally noticed the rumors about Congyun Hotel, but was ultimately deterred by the overly expensive accommodation fees.

High school students have no money.

At that time, he could only get some evil spirits with a higher "cost-effectiveness" for free.

The evil spirits that require payment to see always keep him out.

"Mr. Mingyuan, open your mouth."

After an unknown amount of time, September suddenly approached him slyly. When he raised his head, a hard object pressed against his lips.

A finger, still stained with "blood", still looks fresh.

"I found this among the French fries. There was only one, so I gave it to you."

While speaking, September also showed an expression that said "I gave you the best thing".

But in reality, her behavior was more like stuffing disliked vegetables into her deskmate's lunch box during junior high school.

The fingers were made of maple syrup, and the "blood" was ketchup. Duan Mingyuan had never experienced such a combination before. He held it in his mouth and tasted it carefully, and he found it quite delicious.

This time it was September's turn to lose her composure. She widened her eyes in surprise, "You really want to eat it?"

Although the severed finger was an edible prop, the taste was so strange that she only took a small bite and her eyebrows twisted together in pain.

“It tastes pretty good.”

Duan Mingyuan never wasted food. He held the severed finger in his mouth like a lollipop. After the ketchup at the end was gone, the taste of the severed finger became the purest maple syrup.

Jiu Yue pulled hard several times but failed to pull the severed finger out of Duan Mingyuan's mouth as he was concentrating on writing a memo.

She suddenly remembered something.

The items Mr. Mingyuan buys most in the bakery are curry fried noodles bread and chili ring tomato cheese.

She could understand the former, but the latter was really a challenge to ordinary people's cognition.

"Mr. Mingyuan, you..."

Her eyes widened. "You actually like dark cuisine, right?"

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Chapter 42 Please follow the rules of the game

"Dark cuisine?"

Duan Mingyuan didn't even raise his head. The severed finger in his mouth made his speech unclear. "I just don't like wasting food, and I like to try new things."

Jiu Yue did not answer immediately. She squinted her eyes and stared at the ketchup on the corner of Duan Mingyuan's mouth. She had accidentally put the ketchup on the corner of his mouth.

She is a monster, her sense of taste is much more sensitive than that of humans, and she has always been absolutely confident in her taste buds.

September was very sure that the severed finger was extremely unpalatable. Even if we put aside the strange taste of maple syrup and ketchup, the production level of the maple syrup alone was so poor that it was disgusting and so sweet that it was greasy. It was obvious that the hotel completely ignored the taste of the food for the sake of publicity.

But perhaps they didn't expect that someone would find a severed finger in French fries and then put it in his mouth without batting an eyelid.

Mr. Ming Yuan, the great ogre boxer.

This nickname is becoming more and more appropriate.

Jiu Yue never expected that Mr. Ming Yuan was also a fan of dark cuisine, which directly led to the failure of her plan. According to her idea, the severed finger would be so unpalatable that it would make Mr. Ming Yuan dizzy. At that time, she would take advantage of the opportunity, give him her half-drunk Coke, and then sit next to Mr. Ming Yuan and feed him French fries with her own hands while he was looking up information.

What an ambiguous scene!

Just as she said, Mr. Mingyuan is a man with few friends and rarely has in-depth communication with the opposite sex. He has definitely never seen such a scene. At that time, she only needs to move her mouth to win Mr. Mingyuan over in one fell swoop!

But now, this severed finger has ruined everything.

Mr. Mingyuan held the severed finger in his mouth, his mind completely not on her, and he refused further feeding.

"Mr. Mingyuan."

Jiu Yue stamped her feet in anger, "Has anyone ever told you that you have a tough mouth?"

"No, my annual work evaluation is that I know how to work in a team and am good at listening to others' suggestions."

"hiss."

Whoever wrote this job evaluation must have been behind the scenes!

Don't eat?

If you don’t eat, you’ll fall down!

I eat it myself!

Jiu Yue sat down opposite Duan Mingyuan angrily, making smacking sounds with her mouth.

This time, it finally caught Duan Mingyuan's attention.

"September!"

"To!"

"Don't smack your lips when you eat. Also, can you hold the plate steady? There are crumbs all over the place!"

Duan Mingyuan's blood pressure index rose by 20 points.

This is his bed!

After making a mess in her own bed, the little fox came over to mess up his bed.

"I'm not afraid that your work will be boring."

Jiu Yue shrank her neck and spoke pitifully, the pointed ears on her head drooped listlessly, and her furry tail also wilted. The skill of pretending to be pitiful is a talent of every fox demon, and they can learn it without any practice.

Of course, she has only used this talent in front of Mr. Ming Yuan.

If someone else seemed distracted when talking to her, she would get angry and hurt them.

The Ruihu Cultivation Notes said that Ruihu's plan would not fail twice in a row. The tactic of pretending to be pitiful was very effective. Duan Mingyuan's majestic eyes softened a little, "Don't do it again."

"Mr. Mingyuan, hamburger."

Jiu Yue broke the beef burger in her hand in half and handed it to Duan Mingyuan. In the world of monsters, sharing food is a manifestation of intimacy.

This time Duan Mingyuan did not refuse. He took the burger reluctantly. Under September's shocked gaze, he sandwiched the severed maple syrup finger between the burger and ate it in front of her. If you listened carefully, you could hear the crisp sound of "crunching".

Mr. Mingyuan...

Suddenly it doesn't smell good anymore.

Oh no.

Jiu Yue shook her head to calm herself down. It was all because of the severed finger. Mr. Mingyuan still smelled good.

It was time to let work ease her heavy mood. "Mr. Mingyuan, what did you find?"

"I wonder why the evil spirits create so many ghost stories."

The company has meticulously integrated all the strange stories that have arisen from the Congyun Hotel in recent years. The more Duan Mingyuan read, the more he felt that these strange stories were so detailed that they could be considered a detailed collection of settings for the Congyun Hotel.

Guests who step into the hotel feel like they have become players of a horror game.

Take "The Frame of Resurrection" as an example.

It not only describes the mechanism that triggers the portraits in the frames to come alive, but also gives "players" strategies to deal with it from the rules. The "setting collection" points out that all the people in the frames are of great significance to the Congyun Hotel, and they have complex interpersonal relationships. In game terms, there is mutual restraint between different portraits.

If the "player" accidentally resurrects one of the portraits, they must find a picture frame that "restrains" the portrait to slow them down. The newly resurrected picture frame will then continue to hunt them down until they match the restraint relationship to the founder of the Congyun Hotel - Mr. Qian Congyun, who is located in the corridor on the second floor.

If the decryption fails in the process, the "player" is blocked by the picture frame chasing them and must "sacrifice" a companion in order to delay the picture frame.

Mr. Qian Congyun’s restrained relationship is not in "The Resurrection Frame", which involves another strange story called "The Eyeless Man in the Mirror".

Each ghost story is interconnected with each other, but as long as you follow the rules of the game in the "setting collection" completely, even ordinary people can escape danger.

"But what good will this do for the evil spirits that have built their nests?"

After painstakingly formulating rules, they ultimately help ordinary people escape from their clutches.

Congyun Hotel is well-known among supernatural enthusiasts, which is bound to attract organizations or companies to set their sights on it.

"Unless, the rules of the Congyun Hotel are the rules of its ability, and also the secret of how it can manipulate so many strange stories at the same time."

According to the definition in the manuscript, the strange stories in the hotel do not fall into the category of evil spirits.

Ordinary people can recognize their presence with the naked eye and have enough time to think of countermeasures. This is obviously not the style of evil spirits.

Real evil spirits will only use their unrecognizable characteristics to move silently behind their prey and strike them through the heart when they are off guard.

“Perhaps putting these enthusiasts back is also part of improving its own capabilities.”

The information sent by Dajiang shows that the number of ghost stories originating from the Congyun Hotel is increasing every year, and there is even a group of people among the supernatural enthusiasts who specialize in compiling and revising the ghost stories of the hotel.

With the spread of circles and the Internet, there will be more and more strange stories in the Congyun Hotel, and its abilities will naturally become stronger and stronger.

Jiu Yue just sat opposite Duan Mingyuan, staring at him for a long time without saying a word.

The same thought came to her mind again.

Mr. Ming Yuan,

You must be cheating, right?