I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 428 Fang Shiming's Rebellion, Him in History

"From Wang Chaling's behavior just now, his indifference to human life is probably due to his family. In this case, this place may not be a theme park, but a laboratory, similar to the nano-laboratory that Luo Qian placed in the basement of Fushou Garden in Dahai City."

"We still need to understand the specific situation first and not panic."

"If it is really such an evil place, even if I am not capable enough, I will tell the headquarters and ask them to send someone to deal with it."

"But we can't reveal it for now. Da He, Xiao Tong, and Lao Fang are just ordinary people. They will definitely be scared when they know about this."

Lin Yuan buried all his guesses in his heart, pretending to be calm and smiling, he said: "Let's go in and take a look. I don't know what kind of surprise Officer Wang has prepared for us. I hope there will be more interesting things."

No one refused, and the four continued to explore along the aisle between the cells on both sides.

The lights above our heads were dimming, and there was a faint stench of corpses in the air. The smell, accompanied by a cold and damp atmosphere, hit us in the face, making us feel very uncomfortable.

"Even the smell is made so realistic. It really took a lot of thought." Lin Yuan said softly, glancing at He Yin'er and the others to confirm that there was nothing wrong with them. He breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart sank even more.

Is that corpse smell really just a prop and not the real smell of a rotting corpse?
Along the way, except for the area near the corridor which was covered by lights, the depths of the cells on both sides were hidden in darkness. The surroundings were silent, so quiet that it was a bit oppressive.

Under this kind of environment, the few people who should have been relaxed following the "store manager" became nervous.

no way.

Although the "store manager" behaved very normally, the tension and uneasiness in the white fog ghostland could not be faked, and they had a very clear perception of it.

The unknown is always the most terrifying.

Especially with the presence of a terrifying being like the "store manager" who can distort reality through cognition and even change the killing patterns of evil spirits.

Not knowing His thoughts is an extremely dangerous thing.

No one knew, in His perception, whether a wild beast would suddenly rush out of the cell and drag one of them into the darkness.

That’s how it’s played out in the movies.

"We can only hope that the store manager hasn't seen too many movies, otherwise that would be troublesome."

Lin Yuan, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and looked at the cell on the side, while He Yiner, Tong Qian and Fang Shiming also looked over nervously.

In the light-illuminated area of ​​the cell, a pair of skinny, cold, corpse-spotted feet were lying there quietly.

like a statue.

The legs showed no signs of decay, as if they had been abandoned here for many years, while the other ends of the legs were hidden in the darkness.

The dim light could not spread far enough, making it difficult to see the corpse in the darkness.

"It's a ghost!"

He Yin'er and the others suddenly understood what was going on, and then they looked at Lin Yuan abruptly, their expressions becoming extremely nervous.

Fortunately, Lin Yuan did not give the answer "ghost", but just said: "It's a very complete prop model. People with less courage may be scared. You are not afraid, right?"

He Yiner, Tong Qian, and Fang Shiming looked at each other, then looked at the legs of the corpse that had not turned into a prop model at all, and their hearts sank even more.

But, in the end, a positive answer was given:
"It's just a toy, how could it be scared? Brother Yuan, don't underestimate us, we are very brave."

"That's right! Don't even think about it being just a pair of prop model legs. Even if it were..."

He Yiner covered Tong Qian's mouth with her hand and said with a smile: "Brother Yuan, let's continue exploring. There may be many interesting things in it."

Lin Yuan glanced at the two girls and said, "Okay."

After Lin Yuan turned around, He Yiner let go of Tong Qian and whispered, "Don't say things you shouldn't. Don't forget, in the eyes of the store manager, we are just ordinary people. If he really recognizes a ghost, we will all die here!"

Tong Qian also knew that she had been a little reckless just now, and nodded quickly, "I understand."

Fang Shiming sneered, "Women are women, and the women at the headquarters are the same. Don't hold us back. But it doesn't matter. I have the ghost coffin of the ghost messenger on my back. According to the store manager's understanding, I should be able to fight even if there are ghosts. When the time comes, don't expect me to save you."

After saying that, he strode up to follow Lin Yuan's steps, like a loyal younger brother.

He Yin'er and Tong Qian looked at each other, not taking Fang Shiming's threat seriously at all, and continued to walk forward, but the further they walked, the more terrified they felt.

There are many strange situations in the cells on both sides.

In some cells, there is a wooden stool painted red. It looks like a supernatural object, like a medium to trigger evil spirits. It is placed in the cell to avoid being touched by people.

In some cells, the lights could not illuminate the entire area. It was completely dark from the iron bars, which was extremely weird.

Some of the cells were empty, with nothing in them, but the rusty iron bars were twisted and deformed, and even had several broken bars, as if whatever was once imprisoned inside had escaped.

Strange noises were heard in some of the cells, as if someone was pacing back and forth, but nothing could be seen.

The further you go in, the colder it gets.

There is no doubt that there are some unexplained supernatural phenomena in most cells, as if evil spirits are likely to appear at any time.

obviously.

The "store manager" has already accepted the existence of these supernatural phenomena, otherwise, they would not have retained this appearance after appearing in the eyes of the "store manager".

In other words.

If the evil ghost's killing pattern is really triggered, there will definitely be no noise at all.

But the strange thing is.

There are so many supernatural phenomena here, but I didn't suffer any attacks along the way. Although it was scary, I felt very safe.

Is it the "store manager's" cognition that is taking effect, or is it that the seemingly useless cell is actually imprisoning the evil spirit?

He Yiner kept her eyes on Lin Yuan's back. As they walked along the way, Lin Yuan became more and more silent, hardly speaking a word, and the atmosphere became a little depressing.

It seems that there is an unknown fear brewing.

Soon, the prison cells came to an end. There was a thick bluestone brick wall, but in front of the wall was an old wooden table, like an office desk.

There is an old desk lamp on the table.

The desk lamp turned on, the light was dim and yellow, but it could only illuminate the area near the wooden table.

In addition, there was a bottle of black ink with a fountain pen inserted in it, and next to it were several notebooks with yellowed paper, which seemed to have unfinished notes on them.

"Brother Yuan, there should be clues about this cell here. I'll go take a look." Fang Shiming said but did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan nodded, then he walked forward and checked the desk, finally stopping his eyes on the notebook on the table.

The handwriting on the notes was very strange, like symbols, or as if some strokes were missing. It was not complete at all and there was no way to recognize the words on it.

But what is certain is that the words on it were written by a living person.

With doubt, Fang Shiming searched carefully again, but there was nothing suspicious on the desk. There was only the handwriting that was like symbols that could not be interpreted. No matter how he looked at it, he could not recognize the content.

"Brother Yuan, these notebooks should contain the background and secrets of the theme park. Including the meaning of the bell, as well as the rules of space and time."

As Fang Shiming spoke, his eyes unconsciously drifted towards He Yiner and Tong Qian.

Obviously, their expressions were very normal, with a hint of thoughtfulness in them, but he always felt that these two women were laughing at him, laughing at his... cowardice.

Just because he is also quietly guiding the "store manager".

The increasingly uneasy feeling in the white fog ghost domain made him feel deeply afraid. If even the "store manager" could no longer protect their safety, and even recognized some terrible or even unsolvable things, could they still get out of here?
What kind of supernatural power does the ghost coffin have? As long as the "store manager" knows that you are dead, you must die even if you are still alive.

Fortunately, after his guidance, the uneasy atmosphere in the white fog ghost domain was slightly alleviated, making Fang Shiming feel more at ease.

Lin Yuan stepped forward, picked up the open notebook and checked it. "Some strokes are missing. We need to complete them to know the content recorded on it."

Lin Yuan picked up the pen and was about to try when Tong Qian suddenly said, "Boss, the new round of bells should be coming soon."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan immediately took out his pocket watch.

The pocket watch immediately reached ten o'clock in the morning, and then a bell rang. The heavy bell sounded throughout the old house, and even the road outside the old house could be heard clearly.

Also at this moment.

The pocket watch in Lin Yuan's hand suddenly began to move backwards, as if it was moved by some special force, and the pointer on the pocket watch began to move backwards frantically.

five minutes……

ten minutes……

twenty minutes……

It didn't stop until thirty minutes later, which was half past nine.

He Yin'er was also looking at the pocket watch in her hand. "It's a magical mechanism. It can actually adjust the time through the sound of the bell. This... technology is already a miracle."

The evil spirit can be explained by the beast that walked out of the laboratory.

Space can be explained by the development of science and technology.

Aliens can be explained by biological science and technology. Dead souls can be explained by injecting consciousness into the body of a robot.

How do you explain the time?

He Yiner didn't know, so she could only say it was a miracle and then ask Lin Yuan for his opinion. Anyway, in the "store manager's" opinion, there would always be a suitable explanation.

However, when she looked up, she found that there was no one where Lin Yuan was.

Lin Yuan disappeared!

The notebook he was holding in his hand lost its support and fell down, hitting a corner of the desk and finally falling to the ground.

He Yin'er felt her whole body go cold. "Brother Yuan...disappeared?"

Fang Shiming was visibly panicked. "How could he disappear? Could it be that the supernatural power of this mysterious place could even affect the store manager? Impossible. It's just a time-related supernatural power. It's just a restart at most. How could it affect the store manager? Why?!!!"

Fang Shiming's voice gradually grew louder and louder, and finally he actually roared.

Tong Qian looked around and said in a deep voice: "The White Fog Ghost Domain is still there, and the store manager is still there. Maybe it's some special mechanism. Or maybe it's caused by this notebook. Maybe if we pick it up and combine it with the sound of the bell, we can find the store manager. Or maybe we need to interpret the content on it."

She was about to pick up the notebook, but Fang Shiming picked it up first, "I want to see what's written on it!"

His eyes swept across the notebook, and the records that had lost their strokes were now complete, and he could see the contents clearly.

But just the first sentence made Fang Shiming's eyes widen: "How, how... How is it possible!!!"

"What exactly is recorded above?"

He Yin'er and Tong Qian immediately walked over and wanted to take the notebook to take a look, but Fang Shiming suddenly took a step back, still maintaining his gorilla state, and punched the two of them directly.

He Yin'er didn't react at all.

The fist as big as a sandbag hit her shoulder directly.

boom!
The sound of fists colliding with metal was heard, and He Yiner took several steps back, gasping heavily.

Fortunately, she was wearing a ghost dress, which was the last and most perfect one in the Taiping Ancient Town Tailor Shop, and in the eyes of the "store manager", it turned into a piece of soft hedgehog armor.

otherwise.

This powerful punch cannot be blocked by just taking a few steps back.

This is also in the "store manager's" cognition. The physical fitness of the two people has undergone great changes. One is the physical fitness of an ordinary woman, and the other has become the physique of a gorilla.

Tong Qian's reaction was faster.

Although she also became an ordinary person in the eyes of the "store manager", even before she became a ghost rider and the person in charge, she also worked within the system and was a member of the law enforcement team.

Faced with Fang Shiming's sudden attack, she reacted quickly, crossed her hands in front of her chest, took the attack, and only took a step back.

Not sure what happened though.

But her body reacted faster than her brain. The moment she retreated, she rushed forward, waving her slightly numb arms, and stabbed at a tricky angle.

At the same time, the crying cat and smiling cat on her left and right shoulders pounced towards Fang Shiming with tears and laughter.

"Go away!"

Fang Shiming shouted angrily, turned sideways and used the clothes on his back to block the attack. At the same time, he tore off the clothes and swung them, knocking the two cats flying backwards.

Tong Qian quickly caught them and at the same time distanced herself from Fang Shiming.

And all this happened in just a breath.

"Fang Shiming, why are you crazy? The store manager has only disappeared temporarily. The White Mist Ghost Domain is still there, and nothing has happened to him. Everything you are doing now is betrayal, do you understand?" He Yin'er growled, with unspeakable anger in her voice.

Fang Shiming sneered: "I'm not crazy, you don't even know what happened."

As he spoke, he was not idle. He turned around and took away all the notebooks on the desk.

Tong Qian and He Yin'er looked at each other, and then they rushed forward one after the other. With Tong Qian as the leader and He Yin'er as the assistant, the two cooperated tacitly to repel Fang Shiming.

Although their physical condition is not as good as Fang Shiming's, it can be seen.

Fang Shiming really didn't dare to kill the two men. He was obviously worried about something. Faced with the two men's life-threatening fighting style, he could only retreat temporarily.

After taking a regretful look at the two remaining notebooks on the desk, Fang Shiming left.

Tong Qian wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by He Yin'er. "It's more important to take a look at what's recorded in the notebook first. To make Fang Shiming attack us, it must have recorded something very different. Only by understanding everything can we know how to subdue him."

"You're right, I was too impulsive."

Tong Qian took a deep breath, walked forward and checked the contents of the notebook with He Yin'er, and said at the same time: "We have to move faster. In any case, if Fang Shiming attacks us, he is likely to attack others. Even if there are ghost messengers and the tall male corpse, starving ghosts, and knocking ghosts, if he attacks suddenly, it may really cause unnecessary..."

Tong Qian suddenly stopped talking.

She had already seen the contents of the first page of the notebook in her hand:

[Gengshen year, August 19th, heavy fog.]

[Over the past twenty years, I still haven’t found the location of the Peace Hotel, but I met him again, the manager of the Peace Hotel, Lin Yuan.]

"Gengshen year?"

Tong Qian is not very familiar with this year, or the new generation is not very familiar with this way of calculating the year, unless they have learned it specifically.

So, for a moment, she was not sure which step this Gengshen year was.

"Using this method to record the years, this person named... Wang Lu must have lived many years ago. And this name... must be Wang Chaling's father!"

Tong Qian took a closer look at the cover of the notebook. Written on it was the name of the owner of the notebook, who was also the recorder of the diary inside:

Wang Lu!

Although Wang Chaling's family information is secret at the headquarters, Tong Qian's identity in the Peace Hotel is enough to allow her to read most of the information at the headquarters.

What's more, this time the "store manager" is going to the Wang family's old house for team building, so naturally he needs to know more about the Wang family.

Wang Lu is Wang Chaling's father and the second generation of the Wang family. He was once very famous in an unknown circle and was... the kind of person who was rampant and unscrupulous.

What he relies on are the evil spirits that were transformed from the dead generation of the Wang family, two of whom were active during the Republic of China period.

In front of the state apparatus, as long as you investigate carefully, basically anything that has left a trace in the world, no matter what it is, will be turned out.

The only difference is the time.

This is the result of countless verifications, including investigations into the Peace Hotel and its manager. Although it seems difficult to the headquarters, it is just a matter of effort.

Like now.

Information about the Peace Hotel and its manager, once hidden in the long river of history, has also begun to be unearthed.

"September 80, 9." He Yiner said suddenly.

"What?" Tong Qian didn't react for a moment and looked up in confusion.

He Yin'er looked at the second notebook in her hand with a complicated expression, "The Gengshen year was 1980, which is forty years ago."

Growing up in the ancient town of Taiping, she was taught by the older generation through words and deeds, and what she learned was very useful, including a lot of traditional content.

“Forty years ago? In other words, Wang Chaling’s father, Wang Lu, had met the store manager forty years ago, and had met the store manager once at least more than twenty years ago? Wang Chaling is only in his twenties, so this Wang Lu can be considered an old man with a son...and I remember that in the records of the headquarters, also on the timeline of the virtual game, the store manager also appeared in Taiping Ancient Town forty years ago. There are also some old people in the town, and they should have memories of that year.” Tong Qian said.

He Yin'er shook her head. "Their memories have been affected, and everything about the store manager has been erased. If... everything at the beginning of the virtual game is real. And if this notebook is real, then the traces of the store manager's existence must not be just eighty years ago."

As she spoke, she handed over the notebook in her hand.

Tong Qian quickly took it and looked at it. It was still a diary, but the handwriting was much more childish. It was obvious that it was written by a child:
[In the year of Guisi, on July 18, there was heavy fog.]

【Finally came back from abroad. A lot of people died there, and there were a lot of scary guys. Fortunately, my parents were the best. No matter if they were blonde or black as coal, they all spoke in an incomprehensible language, but they were very arrogant. In the end, they were either slapped to death by their mothers or torn in half by their fathers. They were so awesome! In the future, I want to be like them... No, I want to be even more awesome than them!】

Seeing this, Tong Qian's mouth twitched slightly.

"Wang Lu's parents should be the first generation of the Wang family. They were also active figures during the Republic of China period. I didn't expect them to be so vicious. And what year was Guisi? They also went abroad and fought with foreign ghost riders?" Tong Qian looked at He Yiner in confusion.

"The year of Guisi, 53 years, August 8th." He Yiner's expression became more and more complicated.

53 years?
Tong Qian's face became serious, she was very familiar with this year.

Before becoming a ghost rider, she had learned a lot of knowledge and education, including knowledge of that special time. "It turns out that they went there. They are indeed people worthy of respect. But in this case, the traces of the store manager must be traced back to 53, which is more than years ago."

As she spoke, Tong Qian continued to look down.

[On the way home, Dad was very happy. His usually cold face would occasionally smile. He said something like a war in exchange for a hundred years of peace. He also said that he could brag about it to those old guys in the future. I don’t know which old guys they were. I have never seen them before.]

[When we were almost home, fog suddenly rose, and it was a thick fog. There was a hotel in the fog, called Peace Hotel. The manager was a big brother with a very gentle smile, but for some reason, my father and mother were very alert, as if they were facing a great enemy, even more cautious than when they met that monster-like guy abroad.]

(End of this chapter)