The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 217 Same Time

We went in through the door of the hotel.

Like most hotels and hotels, there is a general service desk in front of you.It is the place where the guests who come to the hotel are received.

It's just that this Yiyuan Hotel has not been in business for a long time, and there is no one in the front desk, so it looks empty and extremely depressed.

It may be that the suspension of business came suddenly at that time. Many telephones, faxes, computers and other facilities on the bar counter have not been removed, and they are still in place.But it was covered with a thick layer of dust.

On the wall behind the reception desk, there is a row of wall clocks.

In some relatively large-scale hotels, such wall clocks are set up to display the time in different time zones around the world.

So these facilities did not attract my attention, I identified the direction, wanted to find the stairwell, and went up the stairs to have a look.Since the place is closed for business, the electricity must have been cut off.There are only four floors and there will be no elevator.

I saw the sign for the stairwell, passed the main station, and walked towards the stairwell.

Just when I passed by the main station, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

I turned my head abruptly and looked back at the main station.

This action startled Pang Dahai, who was following me, he was startled and looked at me puzzled.

I pointed to the row of wall clocks and said to Pang Dahai: "Fatty, look at those times."

Pang Haihai also looked over, and when he understood it, he was also puzzled and muttered: "How could this be?"

On that row of wall clocks, six different time zones, including BJ time, Tokyo time, and London time, are marked.But the strange thing is that the dials of the six wall clocks indicate the same time.

That is to say, here, the six time zones including BJ time, Tokyo time, and London time are all unified.

How is this possible? Even though I am not good at geography, I know that these areas have time differences, and it is impossible to display the same time.

Could it be that someone artificially adjusted these wall clocks to the same time?

However, who would be so boring, what is the point of doing so?

The time displayed on the clock is eleven o'clock.

I took out my phone and checked, it was also eleven o'clock.

Does the time here change with the time of the people who come in?We came in at eleven o'clock, so it showed eleven o'clock?
This is so weird.I stood in front of the front desk and watched for a while.Those wall clocks have indeed stopped, and the hands have stayed at the eleven o'clock position.

Pang Dahai waved his hand: "Let's go boss, this may be a coincidence."

I nodded, although I know that the possibility of such a coincidence is not great, but I don't want to waste too much time here.

I was about to continue walking up the stairwell when I suddenly heard movement from upstairs.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The sound was dull, as if something heavy was hitting the wall.

Pang Dahai and I looked at each other and listened carefully.

After the sound lasted for a few minutes, it disappeared miraculously.

Since we all know that there were two people who went up before us, we guessed that the sound might be made by them.

I urged Pang Haihai to go upstairs quickly.It would be better to meet those two people and see what their purpose is?If everyone eats a bowl of rice, I think it's better to sit down and talk.

We walked into the stairwell, and when the door to the stairwell closed, it was pitch black.

Although it came in during the day, it had the effect of a dark sky.This is something we didn't expect. Fortunately, I still have a flashlight.

I turned on a flashlight and walked upstairs along the stairs.

The stairwell hadn't been cleaned for a long time and a thin layer of dust had formed on the stairs.

On the dust, two pairs of footprints of two people were clearly seen.

Obviously, this footprint was left by the two people who came in first.Other than that, there are no other footprints.This also proves from the side that A Guang said that many people have visited the hotel, the authenticity of which is questionable.

So we continued up the stairs.

Because Chen Tao didn't tell me which floor the dead man's room was on.So we walk aimlessly.What's more, in broad daylight, it is estimated that there is no problem.When I came here, I just went through the motions first, knowing the terrain and floor distribution of the hotel.

If you really want to conduct a survey, you can't come during the day, you have to come at night to see the problem.

Due to the sound just made, it sounded like it was on a higher floor.I decided to go to the fourth floor with Pang Haihai first, then go down from the fourth floor to the third floor, and then turn to the auxiliary building.Get a clear understanding of the overall terrain and leave here.

But we walked up the stairs, but the stairs kept spiraling up.We walked for more than ten minutes and still didn't come to the end.

The highest floor of this hotel is the fourth floor.According to our speed, we should have reached the top floor in more than ten minutes.How come the stairs still appear in the front?

I remained calm and climbed up a distance, but the situation still did not improve.

I wiped the sweat off my forehead, and said to Pang Dahai in a deep voice: "Fatty, I can't go up, go down..."

Fat Dahai hugged the mysterious porcelain cat, sweating profusely. He nodded after hearing what I said, and realized the seriousness of the matter, so he walked downstairs silently.

We went down the stairs again, and the strange thing happened again.

Going down is also endless.

And even the door that came in was nowhere to be found.We seem to be trapped on this staircase, we can go up and down, but we can't get to the end, and we can't find the exit.

It was a hell of a day.This situation greatly exceeded my expectations.

We walked back and forth more than a dozen times, which took more than an hour, and finally we were so tired that we sat on the stairs to catch our breath.

I let myself calm down and carefully analyzed the situation here.

This kind of situation is very similar to ghost hitting the wall, but ghost hitting the wall usually happens at night, and the probability of happening in the open field is relatively high.But it is noon now. According to normal theory, there is plenty of yang energy at this time, so there shouldn't be any weird and bizarre things happening.What's more, we are on the stairs, and there is no possibility of being blinded by ghosts and getting lost.

But if it's not a ghost hitting the wall, how can the current situation be explained?

At this time, I suddenly found that the iron pillar that had been following us was gone.

When we first went up and down the stairs, it was still around us all the time, so it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Fatty, where's Tie Zhu?" I asked.

Tie Zhu looked around but didn't find Tie Zhu. He was also confused and shook his head: "He was still here just now. Isn't this perverted dog too unreliable?"

I shook my head: "Leave it alone, fat man, why don't you try urinating on the stairs?"

I know that boy urine is still effective in breaking the ghost wall, so I want Pang Dahai to try it.

(End of this chapter)