Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 325 Now, I'm Really Dead

"When, when, when..."

The sound of the grandfather clock on the first floor rang twelve times in a row, and the critical midnight arrived.

Xia Yanzhen has confirmed that there is something wrong with the time of the grandfather clock.

In a calm and normal state, his heartbeat was around fifty beats per minute, including the battle with Jin, Xia Yan's heartbeat really didn't exceed sixty beats per minute.

Judging the time by heartbeat, Xia Yan was sure that from 11 o'clock to 12 o'clock, only a little over half an hour had passed.

The grandfather clock downstairs, the time is wrong.

So, is the hotel's time based on the only grandfather clock at present?

Answers will soon be available.

The door of room 302 opposite was closed tightly, Xia Yanzhen poked his head out of the room and looked towards the aisle in the middle.

He heard a slight opening of the door.

The door of room 306 opened, and a fat man came out, holding a wine bottle in his hand, muttering, "The happy time has begun."

"Wine barrel?" Xia Yanzhen frowned.

The drunkard came to the door of the room where Richard was in 305, walked a few short steps, and shook it three or four times, but he couldn't fall down.

"Open the door, open the door, let's drink!" The alcoholic shouted loudly while knocking on the door.

I don't know how Richard from 305 will react.

A few seconds later, the door of room 305 opened.

The drunkard walked in, the door closed, and all was quiet again.

Xia Yanzhen came to the bedside and called the front desk.

"What's the matter?" After a while, Douglas over there answered the phone.

"Help me contact 305, Richard's room. I saw a drunk man coming out of 306 and entered his room." Xia Yanzhen said.

"Okay." Douglas transferred the call to 305.

Standing in this room, Xia Yan really couldn't hear the 305 phone ringing.

After a full five minutes, Douglas turned the call back and asked, "How is it?"

"No one answered." Xia Yanzhen said.

"Then don't worry about it." Douglas said indifferently, "Do you care about the life and death of these white pigs?"

"I just care about what happened in the hotel." Xia Yanzhen replied.

He certainly hasn't forgotten that this is a confrontational killing scene that doesn't generate fearless empathy for other people.

There is no thought of saving lives.

Just simply trying to figure out what happened.

"Just protect yourself." After Douglas said something, he hung up the phone.

Xia Yanzhen put down the receiver and walked out of the room.

Didn't feel any change.

He first knocked on the door of room 301, but no one came to answer the door, and then walked outside the door of room 305 and started knocking.

Been knocking for 5 minutes, also no response.

Xia Yanzhen took a step back and kicked the room door open.

A strong smell of alcohol came over his face, Xia Yanzhen saw the fat alcoholic and Richard sitting on the ground, with many wine bottles lying on the ground.

The fat alcoholic had an exaggerated beard, and was holding a wine bottle in his hand, pouring wine into his mouth.

Some wine flowed out from the corner of his mouth, left behind a flowing beard, and wet his white vest.

Richard also had a bottle of wine and drank non-stop.

Fascination and comfort are written all over his face.

"Ok?"

The door was kicked open, and the drunkard turned his head and smiled, "There's another one, do you want a drink too?"

"No, I don't drink." Xia Yanzhen refused.

"It's okay, how about a drink?" The alcoholic said, "I promise you won't forget it, you'll fall in love with it."

"No." Xia Yanzhen continued to refuse.

The drunkard stood up, walked over staggeringly, took out a wine bottle from nowhere, and handed it to Xia Yanzhen: "Come, take a sip, if you don't drink, you won't give me face."

Xia Yanzhen almost laughed out loud: "How can you still know 'wine table culture'?"

"drink!"

The drunkard's expression became ferocious, he grabbed Xia Yanzhen's cheek with one hand, and was about to break it open and forcefully drink.

Xia Yanzhen kicked it out.

Kicks the drunkard hard in the stomach.

The drunkard flew upside down with his feet off the ground, and even smashed through the window of the room and flew out.

"It's a bit weak, and it still has a little bullet?"

Xia Yanzhen frowned, and walked to the window in a few steps.

He really didn't intend to kick this effect.

When he saw the drunkard fall outside the hotel, he got up with a grim expression, "My wine!"

The wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, and the wine inside flowed out.

A large amount of liquid began to emerge from the alcoholic's body, and a strong smell of alcohol emanated from him.

Even standing at the window on the third floor, this little distance can't stop the strong smell.

The ground under his feet suddenly became wet.

The drunkard's mouth opened at an exaggerated angle, the upper and lower jaws formed almost 180 degrees, as if a column of wine was about to be sprayed from it.

At this moment, in the darkness behind, a... tentacles covered with gray and white hair stretched out, wrapping the drunkard in an instant.

The drunkard lost his balance, his head turned to the sky, and at the same time he sprayed out a violent column of alcohol, he was sucked into the darkness.

A second later, there was an eerie chewing sound in the darkness.

After 1 minute, something flew out and rolled down into the envelope of the hotel lights.

It was a human skull with some blood slid down from it.

Xia Yanzhen looked into the deep darkness, but couldn't see anything inside.

Tentacles with gray and white hairs, what could they be?
Turning around, Richard didn't pay any attention to what happened in the room, and was still drinking.

After he took the last sip, there was no more alcohol in the bottle.

"it is good……"

With a vague sentence, Richard fell to the ground.

The sound of snoring echoed in the room.

Xia Yanzhen didn't bother to wake him up, walked out of the room, and closed the door halfway - the lock on the door was broken by him, and it couldn't be locked anymore.

Back in the room, Xia Yanzhen continued to open the door and sat on the chair.

The night passed quickly.

Not an exaggerated description, but a statement of fact.

As the second half of the night approached, the frequency of the grandfather clock on the first floor rang faster and faster.

Between 5 and 6 o'clock, only 15 minutes later, the grandfather clock rang.

And after six o'clock, the time of the grandfather clock returned to normal, and it took almost an hour to ring.

After 6 o'clock, the darkness outside the hotel gradually disappeared.

By 7 o'clock, the sky was completely bright.

At night in the hotel, the hands of the grandfather clock will turn faster and faster, and the whole time is based on the grandfather clock.

Xia Yanzhen stood at the window and looked out, except for the road he saw last night, it was a wilderness with few low trees and some yellow and green grasses that were not too lush.

At a glance, you can't see the edge.

As for the "animal" that appeared last night, it has long since disappeared.

In the whole wilderness, there is only one lonely happy hotel.

The zoo is very big, but there are no animals.

After 7 o'clock, Xia Yanzhen walked out of the room and knocked on the door of 302.

For a while, no one came to open the door, Xia Yanzhen kicked the door open, and the room was empty.

The quilt on the bed was neat and tidy, without any trace of sleeping.

Attendant number eight never came to the room at all.

"Can I go out now?" Kazumi asked as soon as he walked out, the door next to him opened.

Among the few newcomers, the dead Jin knew at a glance that he was not easy to mess with.

Mrs. Jones also had a stern air.

Douglas had already shown his strength-although it was a bit embarrassing to be knocked out by Jin's punch.

But resilience is also a sign of strength.

Richard can be considered ordinary, while Hemei has a weak temperament.

She is petite and has big eyes. When she looks at Xia Yanzhen, the words "fear and anxiety" are conveyed in her eyes.

"En." Xia Yan really responded.

Kazumi stepped out of the room door cautiously, as if trying to test a deer drinking water.

"Ah."

There was a mocking laugh and the sound of the door opening. After opening the door, Mrs. Jones leaned on the door frame, "Who are you showing yourself like this?"

Kazumi looked at Mrs. Jones with a puzzled expression.

Mrs. Jones sneered: "You don't think that you can deceive other people by pretending to be like this?"

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, and you are the only one here pretending to be weak and harmless to play Liaozhai?
"I didn't..." Kazumi said.

"People who can be deceived by you like this probably don't need you to deceive him like this." Mrs. Jones said.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Hemei shrank back.

Mrs. Jones ignored Hemei, looked at Xia Yanzhen and said, "What happened last night? I saw you walking out of the room."

"Wait for everyone to arrive." Xia Yanzhen said, "Let's go on."

Apparently he wasn't the only one who didn't sleep last night.

Xia Yan really believed that everyone was not asleep, they were observing the outside through the cat's eyes in the room, or other possible abilities.

Soon, Qin Feng and others also pushed open the door and came out.

Only room 305 has not changed.

A few people passed by and found that the door of the room was ajar. Looking again, the door lock was broken.

Mrs. Jones looked at Xia Yanzhen: "You did it?"

"En." Xia Yanzhen admitted without hesitation, and stretched out his hand to push open the door.

A strong smell of alcohol hits the face.

Several people couldn't help frowning.

After one night, instead of disappearing, the smell of wine became stronger.

It feels like entering a wine-making factory. After various fermentations, the taste is stronger and more unpleasant than industrial alcohol.

Richard was lying on the floor in exactly the same posture as when Xia Yanzhen left.

But the wine bottle next to it was gone, not a single one was left.

Moreover, Xia Yanzhen saw that the window that was smashed by the drunkard last night had returned to its original state.

While it looks intact, there are even stains that have not been washed for a long time.

"Oh, it's interesting." Xia Yanzhen smiled.

Liu Yu walked into the room, knelt down and touched Richard's neck, then withdrew her hand: "He's dead."

"died?"

Everyone was a little surprised at once, instinctively stepped back, and while keeping a little distance from Xia Yanzhen, they looked at him.

"Explain?" Mrs. Jones looked at Xia Yanzhen.

"Explain what?"

Xia Yanzhen asked back, walked into the room and came to Richard.

Liu Yu stood up to make room for Xia Yanzhen.

"Let's see if it's really dead first." Xia Yanzhen stretched out his hand to check.

Heart, breathing, blood flow completely stopped.

His body was warm, as if he had just died.

"I think he is really dead." Liu Yu said, "Can you explain now?"

"Ah."

Xia Yanzhen turned his right hand, and the bone blade of the curse spirit appeared in his hand, slashing across Richard's neck, "Now, he is really dead."

(End of this chapter)