Geng Qinghe almost knelt for her.

"This, this, this—" He finally found his voice back.

"Mopping the floor," Lin You didn't care. After saying these two sentences, muddy water flowed out from the cracks of the door. She pushed the mop and wiped it clean again, "Is there any problem?"

She raised her hand and pulled down the lever that squeezed the sponge hard, and the turbid liquid entered the drainage pipe again.

Geng Qinghe thought it was a big problem, and the one outside was about to explode?!

After a brief silence, the water ghost twisted the door handle even more crazy. Although the force seemed a little smaller - maybe because part of the water was sucked away by a sponge - I could imagine the energy to kill people if I thought about it.

But she couldn't get in.

He just couldn't get in after life and wanted to force a breakthrough and was sanctioned by sponge.

The door panel was beaten more and more with a bang, and it took two or three minutes to beat it. Geng Qinghe was frightened until the sound of smashing the door became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

this……

He waited for a while, but no more news came.

Leaving?

"It should be gone," Lin Youzhuan had the same thought. She was about to lie on the cat's eye at the door of the guest room, "Let's see what's happening outside."

"Hey, wait, let's stop."

Geng Qinghe grabbed her, "Aren't you afraid that there would be an eye looking out from outside as soon as you approach?"

Lin You: "I've been mentally prepared."

Geng Qinghe: "..."

The boss is indeed the boss!!

"I can't even get in. What's there to be afraid of?" She leaned against the door, listening to the movements outside while closing her eyes and peeking out from the cat's eyes-

There was no one outside the house.

The corridor was still the same as when they came, with bright lights and still a little dim.

Seeing her holding the door handle in one hand, Geng Qinghe worried, "Will someone open the door to kill me when I go out now?"

With the heavy steps that were dragged in the water, it was unlikely that it would be like lying on the ceiling, but the cat could not see the situation on both sides of the door, so if it was just waiting there to open the door...

Lin You glanced at him lightly, "Isn't that better?"

“…”

I miscalculated! I forgot about this job!

In Geng Qinghe's admiring eyes, Lin You twisted the door handle.

What he had done before should have weakened the power of the water ghost a little, but just in case, Lin You still held the mop tightly in her hand and opened the door carefully.

——Facts have proved that they all thought too much and there was no shadow in the corridor.

It seems that he is really leaving.

Not to mention ghosts, Lin You squatted down to observe the carpet, and then twisted it with her fingertips. There was no sign of water on the dark red fabric. If it weren't for the door handle on the other side of the door, which was only one step away from being broken, she would almost suspect that everything that happened just happened was the common hallucination between the two.

The copper handle has been severely deformed, and there are still two or three fingerprints, which are hanging shakyly beside the door.

I guess it will be completely lost after a few more times.

Lin You thought to herself that this ghost might be stupid, and even if the handle is twisted off, it can't get in.

"Okay," she clapped her hands and stood up, "Go back and continue looking for clues. Didn't she say there were two cabinets that had not been flipped?"

There were two cabinets one by one. Lin You opened the three drawers in succession, and found nothing except turning it over to a folding knife for a pencil.

She tried to wave it twice, feeling that the combat power was worrying, and she threw the knife back into the drawer in disappointment.

"Oh, I found it!" Geng Qinghe on the other end made a new discovery. He shouted in surprise, "There is a diary here."

Diaries are usually important clues.

Lin You turned around with interest, "Hmm? Where is it?"

"That's it." Geng Qinghe was very conscious and stuffed the brown-skinned booklet into her hand, "It seems to be the notes of some scholar."

After touching the cover wrapped in parchment, Lin You saw the handwritten words "Some university, Eugene Melville". From the few lines of the brief memorization on the first page, you can see that this person is a folklorist, but when you turn it down, Lin You couldn't help frowning.

The large pieces of stains darkened the pages. She quickly turned them over, and only six or seven pages could barely recognize what was originally written.

【February 5th sunny

Today I arrived at the abandoned warehouse that Qiao mentioned on the phone. He said it was left to him by his deceased relative. He knew the research I was doing and told me that if I had any interest, I could take it away directly.

God! I really found good things in the corner. If I was not wrong, the book - no, it is too early to draw conclusions now, take them back and take them carefully.]

Intuition tells Lin You that this book will be the key point.

【Storm on February 6

It started to rain heavily on the road, and there was no choice but to find a place to stay in the room.

The Langton couple who run the hotel were very kind and had a great time chatting with them. They said they welcomed me to stay here for two more days, and I agreed.

Mr. Langton was very interested in the book I brought and said he wanted to borrow it to read it, but I could only regretfully reject him, it was not a good thing.]

【February 8

…………………The book is gone.]

Next was a large tuft of stains, Lin You skipped most of the book and found a diary that was nearly half a year later.

【July 26

They sacrificed too many people for the ceremony that was about to be held the day after tomorrow. I must have been obsessed with Langton's proposal...]

【August 2

Mrs. Langton suddenly realized what they had done and had a big fight with her husband for the first time so far.

They killed her before she burned everything.

【August 7

She is back...

I heard the sound in the corridor getting closer and closer. She was coming back to seek revenge on us.

The diary came to an abrupt end here.

"Landon is the surname of the hotel owner, right? They are not just murderers," she stayed on the last page for a long time, and Geng Qinghe, who had been watching carefully for a long time, said with confusion, "Is it to kill those residents to 's sacrifice'?"

"almost."

"This folklorist," Lin You knocked on the sheepskin booklet with her knuckles, "what I picked up from a friend's abandoned warehouse might be a book that recorded some cult rituals. Looking at the diary, he knew it was dangerous, so he refused the boss' request at the beginning."

"But the boss stole the book."

Geng Qinghe thought to himself, "...I don't know how to convince him to agree to carry out this ceremony together."

"Ba became his research," Lin You sneered, "Look at how rare it is to have practiced his years of research? - Just let them kill so many residents, this guy is not a good person."

It was so unlucky for the guests who were murdered because of a cult ceremony. According to the news of missing, there were more than twenty of them.

"Speaking of this, something must have happened in the past few days between July 26 and August 2."

She said, "I don't think Mrs. Langton will wake up for no reason."

She had a premonition related to the specific content of the ceremony.

Unfortunately, the pages that were suspected to be the date of the ceremony were also like other places, so contaminated that they could not see a word clearly.

Lin You was still thinking, but suddenly she heard Geng Qinghe, who was still flipping through the diary back and forth, hesitating: "Why do I feel more and more like this last paragraph?..."

“…!”

The thought flashed like a flash of lightning, Lin You shuddered and looked at the door again.

"This room," she murmured, "was the folklorist used to live."

Lin You looked up at Geng Qinghe, "How did you think he died?"

The handwriting was interrupted halfway through the writing, and it was not like he ran away by himself before he finished writing. You can imagine that he couldn't escape the word "cold".

"He himself said it was revenge, and said 'She is back'," Geng Qinghe held his chin, "that must be the boss lady who came back to take her life."

In this way, it seems that their guess was biased at the beginning. They thought that what caused the hotel to be haunted was the resentment of the victims, but the real beginning should be the infighting between the boss and his wife, and the killed boss lady became an evil ghost after her death.

"so--"

Lin You pointed outside the door, "You are right about the 'sensation of déjà vu'. The one who was outside the door just now was probably Mrs. Langton."

The long hair in the water further confirms this.

Geng Qinghe: "..."

Damn it.

"She came to look for not us, but someone who had lived here," she said, "of course, it was that folklorist."
To be continued...