The floors between the buildings become their final seal.

But this layer of seal, compared to the bodies of these monsters, has no deterrent effect at all.

Anytime, anywhere, they can blast through floors, break into any room, and find what they need...

"Water source!"

The black mist is still drifting downward.

No one lives in the room on the next floor, but here, there are many scrolls.

These scrolls were framed and placed in various corners of the room.

On the table, on the floor, on the wall, even on the ceiling.

What is in the picture scroll is not a landscape, not a beast, nor is it a work of art.

It was a self-portrait of a woman with the same appearance.

The woman was dressed in white and looked forward with a smile on her lips.

It seems very ordinary.

But the room is filled with the same portrait.

So much so that smiles filled every corner of the room from all directions.

This seems to be stuck in an endless loop.

vaguely...

"Giggle..."

A happy voice resounded in the room.

Unlike the upstairs residents who were punished for refusing to be "happy".

The woman in the scroll obviously accepted the influence of "happiness".

Unfortunately, it still has not been exchanged for freedom.

Instead, he was imprisoned in the picture scroll.

Skip along with the black mist.

The originally unclear laughter gradually became harsh.

At the same time, the expression of the woman in the scroll also slowly changed.

From the initial smile like a spring breeze, it gradually turned into a variety of smiles.

Exaggerated laughter, harsh grin, weird snicker...

that's it.

Among the hundreds of picture scrolls, each one is full of a smile.

Different from the mania upstairs.

The breath in the room downstairs is extremely strange.

This is simply a terrible pollution.

Once the hotel loses its seal.

The surrounding humans will be affected by the scroll in an instant, and their lives will be corroded twice.

The black mist continued to descend.

The "Happy" hotel has an extremely high occupancy rate.

Each house seems to have a unique occupant.

However, they are no longer in human form.

Some have slender limbs, like spiders, lying on the wall and sleeping soundly.

Some were covered in red, their hair was missing, and even the corners of their mouths were cut left and right with a knife, forming a weird smile.

Where is this hotel.

It is simply a devil's lair entrenched by evil spirits.

On weekdays, they are placed in the room like collectibles.

And now, with the awakening of the black mist.

They started to get restless.

It seems that at any time, it is possible to break the seal and bring bad luck to other residents in the hotel.

In the end, the black mist stayed in a house on the sixth floor.

There is nothing here.

Does not have any residents.

But the strange thing is that the door located in the bathroom is full of burning marks, as if it had been burned by a raging fire.

The door is closed.

Obviously the other side is the washroom.

But it was pitch black inside.

Not only that……

There is even a very strange and terrifying sound in it.

Ghostly whispers linger in my ears.

It seems that this door is the passage to hell.

At this time, the black mist drifted into the door as if attracted by something.

"call……"

In the bedroom with the doors and windows closed, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew.

As the wind whistled, it was as if there were countless ghosts laughing miserably.

Wherever it goes, any life will be dragged into the endless purgatory.

vaguely.

At the other end of the door, there are countless figures floating around.

Their eyes are scarlet, their bodies are weird, and their hands are like hooks...

It's like the legendary dead soul.

Not so much a house.

Rather, this place has become a sacrificial field that connects the world with purgatory.

Once life strays into it.

Waiting for the fate of the other party, there is only one dead end.

"Crack it."

Just when the weird atmosphere condensed to a certain extreme.

There was a sound of the door opening.

Behind the bathroom door, a series of stern eyes stared at the entrance.

They are ready to receive sacrifices.

And behind the other party, there were endless shoving and noise.

Countless evil spirits gathered together.

Looking forward to the debut of the sacrifice.

Available in the next second.

When a face full of youth opened the door and walked in.

"boom!"

A kind of evil standing in front of the door, like ashes, disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Well 2.2 is like the sun, spanning countless light years at once, appearing on the earth.

The vibrant planet, everything, disappeared without a trace under the scorching heat.

so that...

The evil spirits who pushed forward froze in place at the same time.

Distorted faces peered at each other.

One second, his terrified companion disappeared in front of his eyes in this way the next second.

The evil spirits finally made a decision that violated their identities.

A twisted arm grabbed the door and slowly closed the connection between the bathroom and the bedroom.

no doubt.

They are confused and scared!

Chen Feng looked around.

Can not say good, can only be regarded as general.

"Take a shower and go to bed first."

He didn't sleep well in the car yesterday, and now Chen Feng felt sleepy.

I yawned and walked towards the bathroom.

The other end behind the door.

Countless evil spirits gathered together strangely.

In the eyes of ordinary people, fear exists, but at this moment, his face is full of timid expressions.

One invisible palm after another was even attached to the doorknob, as if to resist the uninvited guests outside the door.

Unfortunately...

"Squeak."

As Chen Feng twisted the doorknob, there were many bathrooms that were blocked by epic evil spirits, and they were directly opened in an instant.

Chen Feng stood at the door of the bathroom, looked inside, and could not help but frown:

"Why is it so dark?"

"Is there no window in the hotel bathroom?"

“What a horrible travel experience!”.

Chapter 180 Hell Messenger, Reversed Faction!

The evil spirits were completely at a loss.

They want to go back to hell.

Unfortunately...

They found that even moving was a luxury.

On weekdays, the evil monsters who like to desecrate life the most seem to be bound in place by spikes.

Not to mention devouring life.

Even moving it is useless.

After experiencing the demise of their companions, the evil spirits knew that the man in front of them could not be judged by conventional thinking.

survive!

Has become their greatest ambition.

At this time, hell has not completely closed.

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