Mysterious Recovery: Starting at Caesars Hotel

Chapter 13 The Dismembered Scroll
  "Hurry up, room 1 is not far away."

Liang Tian gasped for air, carrying the scroll covered with ashes, running with all his strength in the dim corridor.

Occasionally, he would stop and carefully identify the house numbers around him, so as not to get lost in the criss-crossing corridors.

However, the scroll is still dripping water, and the effect of suppressing the ashes is not as great as imagined.

The supernatural tried to influence reality and pull him into the world of consciousness, but fortunately the recovery time was short and the ghost had not had time to fully wake up.

When he turned the intersection for the third time and stepped into another corridor, he didn't expect two people to appear head-on.

Xianglan didn't seem to expect that the two sides would meet again, and she had an incredible expression when she saw him: "Are you still alive? From the terrifying tall male corpse that she met before, to the dangerous mother and son pair of ghosts that she just met, It’s simply unbelievable that you, a newcomer, can survive until now.”

Liang Tian's eyes wandered between the two of them, but he said with vigilance: "Why are you here?"

He did not mindlessly blame the other party for abandoning him twice. After all, the two parties were not familiar with each other, and they were not even friends. If he did not trick him before leaving, it would be considered friendly and righteous.

But during the time they were separated, who knew if there was a ghost mixed in between the two? He doesn't dare to be careless when it comes to surviving here.

After speaking, he planned to bypass the two people.

Chu Nan glanced at Xianglan, stopped the road and persuaded: "It's very dangerous here. It will be difficult to move alone. It's more convenient for us to continue to move together as a group. Not only can we improve the survival rate, but we can also pass on information. , which is good for everyone.”

It seemed that after experiencing a supernatural event, even though he was still a newcomer who had just been resurrected, Chu Nan's mentality had changed dramatically.

Xianglan's expression moved slightly, but she didn't object, but she didn't extend an invitation either.

She doesn't think the two sides can still work together.

After being left behind twice in a row, whether it was due to teammates' perceptions or actual benefits, there was no possibility for both sides to unite.

really.

Liang Tian stopped and refused without hesitation: "No, I will find Room 1 myself."

Xianglan's eyes flickered and she said: "The deep part of this corridor is room No. 1, but the ghost is lingering nearby, blocking the way out. Are you sure you want to enter?"

Seeing that her words were vague, Chu Nan kindly added: "The ghost was carrying a hatchet. It was very fierce. It was the one we encountered before. So, we gave up the investigation and turned around to return to the place where the intelligence was recorded. Leave a message. You should come with us, it will be safer."

However, at this time, Liang Tian's expression changed slightly.

The clothes on his back became even wetter, and the cold and biting river water seeping from the scroll hidden there was eroding his skin.

As time passed, the suppressive effect of the ashes became less and less, and he understood that he could no longer stay.

Liang Tian shook his head, his suspicious eyes wandering between the two, and finally locked on Chu Nan. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he turned around and ran deep into the corridor without saying a word.

Suddenly.

Chu Nan's face was gloomy and he said quickly: "Xianglan, stop him. This man knows a lot of intelligence and information that is very useful to us. It's still too late for you to do it now, so don't let him run away."

"Anan?"

Originally, Xianglan planned to interrogate Liang Tian about the information he had, but in the end she hesitated. It wasn't that she was soft-hearted, but Chu Nan's attitude made her realize something was wrong.

It is not difficult to subdue Liang Tian, ​​who is still an ordinary person, but Chu Nan himself did not stop her, but kept urging her, which was very abnormal.

This was not the Anan she knew at all.

Unless the person following her was not Chu Nan in the first place.

Xianglan's whole body tensed up, remembering Liang Tian's cold eyes before leaving, a chill suddenly surged through her body from the soles of her feet.

the other side.

"Since Chu Nan was resurrected and lost his memory, it is impossible for him to remember the tall man's corpse. There is only one possibility, that is, the puppet created by the ghost pretending to be a living person is still Chu Nan's previous identity, retaining this memory. What's more, , The hotel is so dangerous, why does Chu Nan believe that I am not a ghost in disguise? Unless he himself is a ghost."

Liang Tian analyzed many doubts in his mind, and at the same time mourned two seconds of silence for Xianglan in his heart.

The ghost's disguise at the beginning was not perfect, and he kept trying to win the trust of living people. The pattern of killing may involve trust. Regardless, keeping ghosts around and trusting them is definitely a dangerous thing.

Thinking of this and worrying about the danger coming from behind, his pace quickened again.

Soon, a long red carpet appeared in the hallway. This is the passage where the hotel and reality overlap. It is no longer dark and narrow. As long as you continue to move in the opposite direction, you can return to reality.

At the same time, he also discovered the corpse of a tall man wandering here.

The tall male corpse with a blackened face and flowing corpses walked in the middle of the red carpet. He was staying in place, holding up the rusty hatchet in his hand and slashing at an empty place unhurriedly.

The hatchet swung down.

It was silent, and no supernatural phenomena happened around him.

But it can be imagined that the ghost whose footprints were stepped on has been dismembered by a hatchet, which reduces the horror level.

After doing this, the tall corpse continued to walk, and soon the body paused, stopped again, and continued to slash the air with the knife.

Liang Tian looked around and saw the elevator entrance nearby.

The elevator is nearby, and using the elevator to get to the fourth floor makes it easy for people and ghosts to leave footprints on the red carpet.

The more and denser the footprints, the easier it is to be stepped on.

This is also the reason why the tall man's corpse has been lingering here for a long time.

"Life or death depends on this."

He decisively took out the scroll hidden under the clothes on his back. As soon as he touched it, his palms were immediately soaked by the dark river water.

Taking another closer look, the ashes covering it were wetted by the river water and were about to fall off completely.

The scroll unfolded strangely on its own, and a strange figure appeared on the other side of the painting, like a dark river converging, gradually becoming clearer.

There is only the last bit of time left before complete recovery.

No hesitation at all.

He threw the scroll with force and hit the tall man's body.

Suddenly.

The expected thing happened.

When the scroll touched the tall man's corpse, the terrifying murder pattern was immediately triggered, and a rusty hatchet held tightly in the corpse's hand was swung.

When it came into contact with supernatural things, this weird hatchet was incredibly sharp.

The scroll unfolded in mid-air was hit.

As the drawing paper was torn, a shrill scream echoed in the corridor, which was horrifying and soon stopped abruptly.

The broken painting fell on the red carpet.

The tall man's corpse seemed to have just done an insignificant thing, and continued to walk with stiff and heavy steps, as if he was unaware of the people around him, and gradually went deeper into the corridor.

"Success."

Liang Tian suppressed the excitement in his heart and watched the tall man's corpse carrying the hatchet away. Then he walked to the place where the scroll was dismembered and picked it up.

The supernatural carrier was torn in half, and the dark river drawn inside was also affected. The flowing river was cut off with a knife, and a passage connecting this bank to the other bank appeared.

You know, a ghost dismembered by a hatchet cannot recover in a short time.

Liang Tian stretched out his hand, and as soon as the dark water stains on his palm touched the river in the painting, he felt everything in front of him slowly disappear.

When his vision returned again, his consciousness came to the painting.

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