I open a hotel in Thriller World

Chapter 224 Simple music box, swollen face
The fog in the woods was getting thicker and thicker, and Qin Che could no longer see anything ten meters away.

If he hadn't released his ghost power to block the encroachment of the hallucinogenic fog, Qin Che would probably have lost himself in the woods by now.

Dimly, Qin Che saw a red shadow.

Qin Che still had that dull expression, his figure flickered, he passed the red shadow, and appeared at the gate of the wooden house. He looked up, his figure flickered again, and he came directly to the well behind the wooden house .

The well is a very old well, built with a ring of stones covered with moss.

It wasn't deep. It took less than a second for Qin Che to jump in and land. There was a faint smell of blood at the bottom of the well, and there was a narrow passage.

As Qin Che walked in the passage, the passage gradually widened and his vision widened.

His right eye closed and opened again, a cluster of red light suddenly lit up in the darkness.

At the same time, the blood on his forehead split open, and the other eye also opened.

A huge bloody hand condensed in the darkness, and shot towards the bronze door at the end of the passage.

There was only a loud bang, and the bronze door collapsed, and bright white light radiated from the monitoring room.

In an instant, all the ghosts in the monitoring room made a mess, and a dark red light instantly spread to every corner of the monitoring room.

"It's the fierce god from before!" The leader couldn't believe his eyes, his eyes were wide open, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were full of fear, "Didn't it be killed by a creature?!"

"Hurry up and get the beast!" a panicked member yelled.

"The monster is here, we all have to die!"

"Do you think we have a way out now?"

As soon as the member of the Twilight Association finished speaking, several bloody hands came out of his body, and the flesh and blood transformed from Yin Qi scattered all over the place.

In just a few breaths, all the ghosts in black cloaks in the monitoring room died, leaving only a few researchers in white coats shivering in the corner.

Qin Che walked under the table where one of the researchers was hiding, squatted down, and stared directly into his eyes with two scarlet eyes.

Qin Che grabbed his wrist and pulled him out from the table.

"Human."

The researcher nodded violently, swallowing his saliva continuously, his eyes full of fear.

"A fake horror game?" Qin Che asked.

The man nodded, his teeth trembling, and he made a crackling sound: "Fierce...Master Fierce God, don't kill me, I'm just a part-time worker..."

"Interesting." The corner of Qin Che's mouth twitched.

The original horror game of Wuwang City is to gather a group of top ghost masters, and the Twilight Association probably does the same.

"Please, don't...don't kill me..." The man's face was full of tears and snot, his whole body was shaking violently like falling into an ice cave, and yellow liquid flowed out from his crotch.

Qin Che sneered, took out a brick and slapped him on the head.

The man rolled his eyes and passed out.

Suddenly, Qin Che frowned, and suddenly appeared beside the researcher named Xiao Li.

"What are you doing?" Qin Che leaned closer to his face, grabbed the music box from his hand, and immediately slapped him on the forehead with another brick.

The music box was cold to touch, and the slightly rusty copper piece had been pushed aside by Xiao Li, the lid of the box was slowly opened, and a monotonous and somewhat strange sound echoed in the monitoring room shrouded in red light.

Qin Che's expression changed.

Is this the ghost that attracted the gas-eater?

He frowned, quickly put away the music box, and then groped for the fainted Xiao Li. Soon, he touched a hard object, and then his face became happy, and he squeezed the diamond-shaped black stone tightly. Hold it in your hand.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed to the depths of the monitoring room.

In the glass room, several seriously injured humans lay unconscious on the hospital bed, and two of them were even wearing JDJ uniforms. Presumably, they were the few players who were teleported here.

Qin Che ignored them, but went straight to the deepest room.

The bloody big hand punched open the iron door, and saw a quaint bronze platform and a stone slab glowing with green light.

Qin Che immediately stepped forward and held the stone slab with both hands.

In the next instant, an extremely strong ghost power gathered behind Qin Che, only to hear a muffled sound, and the ghost power dissipated again.

Qin Che turned around holding the stone slab, and looked at the half-murderous man indifferently.

"Who are you?" Ban-murder gritted his teeth, and blood foam overflowed from his mouth.

Qin Che stretched out his hand and pulled out the bloody hand that came out of it, and said, "O fierce god, can't you sense it?"

As soon as the words fell, more bloody hands condensed in the air and shot towards this half-fierce beast.

The muffled sound kept ringing, and the inner body of the half-murderous soul was directly torn apart, leaving only a piece of shredded meat, a fishy smell in the room, and the pitch-black cloak.

Qin Che took out the ghost painting, threw the slate into it, and then picked out the black stone from the pile of stinking flesh, wiped it on the cloak, and put it in his pocket.

After doing all this, Qin Che heaved a sigh of relief, closed his right eye, and closed the eye on his forehead.

The red light faded, and the white light returned to the monitoring room.

Qin Che walked to the monitoring hall and quickly collected the black stones scattered on the ground. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a pool of black shadows spreading in from outside the door.

The lights flickered and there was a sizzling sound.

The dark ghost appeared in the door frame.

Qin Che frowned slightly, and quickly hid under a table.

With the black stone around, the gas eater should not be able to find him.

The monitoring room was getting darker and darker, and the black shadow like ink spread in front of Qin Che.

The gas eater walked slowly, stepping on the ground with bare feet, making a slight crackling sound.

Just wait, just wait a little longer.

Qin Che tried his best to hold his breath and clenched his teeth.

Those withered legs walked up to Qin Che and stopped, while bursts of rancid stench wafted into Qin Che's nostrils.

He tightly covered his mouth and nose, his face was flushed red, his eyes were bloodshot,
Go!

go!
Qin Che shouted in his heart.

Although he has a stand-in straw man who can be resurrected, the pain of death is real!

He didn't want to be killed by the gas eater again.

Suddenly, a more powerful ghost power appeared in the monitoring room, and Qin Che's eyes were fixed.

It's the fierce god of the reservoir!
The withered legs in front of Qin Che took a step back, followed by the crackling sound of space shattering.

The darkness faded, and a gentle white light shone, and the gas eater disappeared in the monitoring room at this moment.

Can't move.

The evil god of the reservoir is still here.

Qin Che sat on the ground with his eyes wide open.

That reservoir is fierce, so he shouldn't be able to find him.

Thinking so, Qin Che watched a pair of wet calves walk by in front of him.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the extremely strong aura slowly dissipated.

Finally, Qin Che heaved a sigh of relief, rubbed his chest, his body kept rising and falling, and greedily breathed the not-so-fresh air.

Black Stone... really awesome!

He closed his eyes heavily, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as if he was alive after a catastrophe.

Suddenly, Qin Che's body froze.

A damp, cold breath caressed his face.

He opened his eyes in astonishment,

All he saw was a swollen face appeared in front of him.

(End of this chapter)