Chapter 3 The Insidious Boss Yao

Seeing this, Han Fei almost vomited.

"There are two possibilities. First, this person is a lunatic. Second, he has hallucinations and is controlled by others. The latter is more likely." Thinking of the head missing half of his face, Han Fei couldn't help but glance at the bathroom. Although there was no one there, he still felt a little fuzzy in his heart.

Whenever he is nervous, he will interact with his water friends to drive away fear.

Sausage Man: The first person on earth to eat shit, I admire him.

Xiaolu’s mother: My daughter seems to have anorexia...

Banana Prince: The photo is not the hot one that I photoshopped during my live broadcast.

Xiaoxianrou: There may be a female ghost in the room. Is it illegal to play with a female ghost?

Mature woman: Brother upstairs, it’s not against the law to play with me.

Xiaoxianrou: Get out! !

Han Fei couldn't help but laugh, and his face turned pale after laughing, because he vaguely heard another voice laughing together with him.

That was definitely not my own voice.

Is it an audio-visual illusion caused by excessive tension? Han Fei was also a little unsure.

At this time, the super hot water friends started to swipe the screen.

The super hot chick saw the deceased in the third photo through the camera and was very sure that it was his classmate.

The photo shows a girl wearing a white dress. Unlike the first two deceased, her body is suspended in the air.

The girl's feet were half a meter away from the ground. She looked extremely painful. Her hands were stuck on her neck, as if she was pulling something, but it also seemed a bit like pinching herself. Without an object as a medium, how could she be suspended in the air? This does not comply with gravity at all? Han Fei didn't think this was P's picture.

"I can't escape from its nightmare. Rather than being played by it, I might as well kill myself..."

"Did you choose to commit suicide because you couldn't bear the torture? Does 'it' refer to a human or a ghost?" Han Fei thought for a while, and suddenly a question came to his mind, “Who took these photos?"

Comparing the handwriting again, he found that the handwriting on the three pieces of paper was almost the same. He was even more certain that this was not the deceased's self-narration at all, but the narration of "it".

Continuing to scroll down, when he saw the last photo, he was stunned for a moment, and then got goosebumps all over his body.

No joke, I almost scared the shit out of him!

The scene in the photo is neither bloody nor violent, but for Han Fei at this moment, it is extremely terrifying!

There are two men in this photo, both of whom Han Fei knows.

One of them was squatting on the ground, dressed exactly like Han Fei. There was an open safe in front of him, and he was concentrating on the photos in his hands.

Yes, this was Han Fei himself. He never imagined that he would appear in the photo.

And the man standing behind him was none other than Boss Yao of the Taiping Hotel!

In the picture, Boss Yao is standing less than 20 centimeters away from Han Fei. He is holding a large hammer in his hand. There is a faint red and white thing on the hammer head that has not been wiped clean. People can't help but think of something called " Brain” stuff.

"No, it's impossible!" Han Fei restrained his emotions extremely. He wanted to turn back, but he didn't have the courage, not because he was timid, but because the words on the white paper behind the photo destroyed his psychological defense.

"Han Fei, never, never look back!!"

His name was actually written on the paper. Han Fei was completely panicked. He raised his head with difficulty. Through the reflection of the candlelight, he saw an additional shadow on the wall, and the shadow was standing behind him.

"what to do?"

"What should I do??"

Han Fei held his breath. He knew that he would be the first to collapse if this continued, so he made a bold decision.

Fight him!

Using the tip of his left toe, he pushed forward with all his strength, then rolled neatly and pulled out the electric baton.

The figure behind him did not move. When Han Fei came back to his senses, he saw that the inflatable doll that was lying on the bed ran up behind him at some point, holding a plastic hammer in his hand.

"Could it be that I'm hallucinating?" Han Fei thought of a possibility. He heard someone said that pain can break hallucinations, so he pinched his arms and thighs vigorously.

"It still doesn't work. Isn't it painful enough?" Thinking like this, he gritted his teeth and started to slap himself, mercilessly, and blood was drawn from the corners of his mouth.

What do I need this iron rod for?: It’s over, it’s over, the anchor is crazy.

Super Hot Chicken: Something is wrong, the anchor is possessed!

Veteran actor: The props are impeccable and the acting is very realistic. I think you have a malleable talent, so why not join our film industry?

Xiaoxianrou: The inflatable doll is quite beautiful...

Mr. Two Fingers: Self-mutilation is useless. Listen to what I have to say. Prick the Shenting point with your fingertips to temporarily preserve your clarity.

"Shen,,, where is the Shenting point?"

Mr. Two Fingers: On the head, 0.5 inches directly above the center of the current hairline.

As the saying goes, he went to the doctor immediately when he was ill. Han Fei chose to believe what Mr. Two Fingers said and tried it as he said. His whole body's energy and energy suddenly increased.

"Thank you, sir." Han Fei thanked him with some gratitude. Feeling that this man had some abilities, he asked about his doubts.

"I am not at the scene and cannot make an accurate judgment, but I can feel that this room is full of yin energy and must contain evil spirits. I advise you to leave as soon as possible, otherwise you will be plagued by disasters and you will die." Mr. Erzhi said. Although Han Fei spoke plausibly, Han Fei couldn't express his pain. All he could do was speed up and complete the mission instructions.

"Go to the bathroom first and take a look. What is hidden under the bathtub?" Han Fei put away the photos in the safe and prepared to hand them over to the police after going out.

After placing the candle on the bathroom floor, Han Fei did not take action, but looked at the environment inside.

The tiled walls of the bathroom were covered with dense bloody fingerprints, making it look like a murder scene.

When he opened the toilet lid, there was nothing scary except for an unspeakable smell. On a whim, Han Fei pointed the flashlight into the toilet.

"I'm really confused. How can there be delicious food here?"

After withdrawing his thoughts, Han Fei lay down and looked at the round bathtub in front of him. The bottom of the bathtub was covered with a plastic seal.

Han Fei took out the tools he had prepared in advance from his backpack and carefully opened the seal.

After the seal was untied, a two-finger-wide gap was exposed, and there was darkness underneath.

Is it empty below? Han Fei used a 1.5-meter-long telescopic stick to reach down, but he couldn't reach the bottom.

The bathtub is removable. He tried it and found that the bathtub was not as heavy as he thought, so he pushed it to the side. Soon, a gap the size of half a manhole cover was exposed at the bottom of the bathtub. There was a steel pipe in the center of the gap, and the bathtub was leaning on this steel pipe. Only with the support can it stand.

"It seems like a secret passage. Where does it lead to?" Han Fei pointed the flashlight downward, and the weak light was quickly swallowed up by the darkness.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei slid down the steel pipe. After hitting the bottom, Han Fei looked at the surrounding facilities. It was an unenclosed room. The entire room was empty except for a lone crystal bed in the center.

Following the light, Han Fei saw the outline of a human figure lying upright on the crystal bed.

After standing there for nearly a minute, Han Fei moved and leaned towards the crystal bed. A lot of sweat broke out in his hands that were gripping the electric baton tightly.

"This...how is it possible...it's actually him!"

Lying on the bed was a short man with a stiff body, wearing a brightly colored shroud, with his hands folded on his abdomen. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

The difference is that he is not breathing,

In other words, he is a dead man.

He is not a reporter, he is a ghost! Han Fei realized later that his legs were trembling a little.

"Da~da~da~"

There were heavy footsteps outside. Han Fei wanted to climb up the steel pipe, but he couldn't climb up due to excessive nervousness.

"Hide under the bed." A clear female voice sounded in his ears.

Han Fei didn't have time to think too much. He got under the bed and realized who was talking just now?

The footsteps stopped, and the solid wall on the west side, which contained a mystery, turned around like a door, and a man carrying an oil lamp walked in.

Through the wrinkled cloth shoes, Han Fei recognized the person.

Boss Yao really has a problem. What is his relationship with Yao Lisi? Han Fei's body was very tense. This bad old man was probably not much better. He even thought that this old man was scarier than a ghost.

"Azheng, it's almost time. There is still one wood soul and one fire soul left. Xuannv can help you resurrect..." Boss Yao muttered to the corpse, his rough voice showing his ruthlessness. numbness.

"Azheng? Isn't his name Yao Lisi? The homophone of Yao Lisi is... I want you to die!!" Thinking of this, Han Fei shuddered. If Yao Lisi is a ghost, his purpose of pretending to be a reporter is what?

Boss Yao's next words gave Han Fei the answer.

"I've seen that kid's ID card. His five elements are fire. He doesn't meet our hunting conditions. There's no need to kill people. Although he will go to hell sooner or later, we should try to do as little killing as possible... ..."

Han Fei suddenly realized that no wonder the old man would kindly remind himself that he was not the person he wanted to kill because of his feelings, but what does this have to do with the Five Elements?

"It seems that the deceased should be a relative of Boss Yao. In order to resurrect him, he harmed people? And who is the Holy God of Xuannv in his mouth?" Han Fei suddenly remembered the faceless golden body on the altar table on the first floor. Could that thing be possible? She might be the Xuannv that Boss Yao mentioned.

Boss Yao didn't stay too long. He muttered to himself for a while and then walked out with the oil lamp. It looked like he was going back.

Looking at his heels gradually moving away, Han Fei felt a little at ease.

Opening the mechanism wall, Boss Yao's figure disappeared completely, and the space fell into darkness again.

Before leaving, he seemed to have thought of something, and said in a loud voice, “I don't know how that kid is doing. I'll go to his room and have a look."

Han Fei crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment. He tiptoed to the wall of the machine and saw a key inserted in the wall.

"I'm afraid it's too late to return to the room now, and there's a ghost up there. Going back will lead to a dead end, so why not just run away along this way." After thinking quickly, Han Fei wanted to reach out and twist the key, but halfway through, he thought of something. A very important thing.

He shined the flashlight at the top of the wall and clearly saw a round hole.

"It's impossible that he didn't see such a big flaw. He most likely knew that I was hiding under the bed, so before he left, he deliberately said that he was going to the room to find me, and he also left the key specifically so that I could open this mechanism. Wall, if I guess correctly, he is hiding on the other side of the wall with a weapon, waiting..." Han Fei did not dare to think further, he only hoped that Boss Yao was not as sinister as he thought. .