Although the shopkeeper with eyes but no beads was blind and could not see all tangible and intangible things, he could tell everything about this old inn without thinking as if he had known it.

"The previous tenant in Room No. 5, Qiuzi, on the second floor, was moved in a month ago. He was a rude man with a rude voice. He was not sure to speak politely to others. On the first night of his stay, he had an argument with the next tenant. He said that the tenant next door was tearing down the wall when he didn't sleep at night. The sledgehammer was hitting the wall after hitting the wall, and it was endless, disturbing people's dreams. He almost started fighting with the tenant next door. But the tenant next door kept defending that he was sleeping quietly after night and could not make any noise. Moreover, this was an inn, where did he find a sledgehammer to hit the wall."

"I just argued back and forth, and the irritable man beat the tenants away from the left and right, but I still complained that every night there would always be a sledgehammer hitting the wall. The man said that the sound of a sledgehammer hitting the wall was still at the door at the beginning, and it was closer to the head of the bed every day. It seemed that someone was smashing the wall to find something, and it was about to hit the wall at the head of his bed tonight. He was very ill-positioned and forced me to ask if this inn was a black shop and if there was a dead person burying the wall in the wall to complain. After he said that, he turned around and found a big hammer in the backyard of the inn and smashed all the walls of Room No. 5 in Qiu, but he found nothing."

Jin'an: "Later he checked out?"

The shopkeeper with dark eyes and no eyes still shook his head without any expression.

Jin'an: "Since he had not checked out, he was still living in Room No. 5 of Qiuzi. That night, the sound of smashing the wall finally hit his bedside. He was hit by his head in his sleep, and then the inn collected his body?"

The shopkeeper still shook his head numb and expressionlessly.

“He is missing.”

"If you don't see people in your life, you won't see corpses in your life."

Although it was a short sentence, it was a strange ending.

Jin'an: "The inn did not report to the official?"

The shopkeeper said numbly: "What do you do when reporting to the official? It's better to have less than more things. Seeing that he hadn't come to renew the room for ten days, I directly used his luggage he left in the guest room as room fee and wall-breaking compensation. After renovating it, he continued to rent out Room No. 5 on the second floor."

Jin An frowned.

It was a cold-blooded and numb answer.

Jin'an: "Where is Room No. 7 with Dongzi?"

The shopkeeper opened his empty eyes and continued to say, "The previous tenant in Room No. 7 of Dongzi is very special. He is one of the tenants who have lived in the inn for the longest time. He was a couple. Later, his wife ate his husband crazy and ate several tenants next door."

Well.

This time it was short and clear, but it made people feel cold.

Jin'an: "How did you find out that wife is crazy and start eating uh and eating people?"

The shopkeeper: "The first two days were normal. The two were inseparable and very affectionate. There was no abnormality. It was about the third day. The couple suddenly closed the door and did not go out. The couple did not go out for two consecutive days. On the fifth day, the door of the Dongzi No. 7 finally opened, but only his wife came out. That day, the wife of the couple suddenly found me and said that her husband was weak and wanted to borrow the kitchen to stew a bowl of broth and bring it back to the guest room to replenish her body. I agreed. It was strange that I had never seen her leave the inn, but she had fresh meat and internal organs used to stew the soup and bring it back to the room to nourish her husband. Sometimes it would improve the food and stew the pig blood clot soup. It lasted for about a month..."

The shopkeeper seemed to be in deep thought and did not say anything.

Jin'an: "A woman has never been out of the inn, but she can borrow the kitchen to stew meat soup every day. There is something strange and strange about it. As the shopkeeper of this inn, did you not raise any doubts to investigate at the beginning?"

The shopkeeper still answered numbly: "Share you? Why do you have to? She paid, I borrowed the kitchen, and there are buys and sells it. Why do I have to? There is a saying that money can be called "a devil's pushing mill."

Jin An frowned: "Is money more important than life in your eyes?"

Shopkeeper: "You spend money on beef. Have you ever been pitiful to the old cow who kneels down and sheds tears at you under the knife? People don't punish themselves for their own sake."

Jin An did not defend himself: "How did you find out later that she... killed her husband and other tenants?"

The shopkeeper: "As the number of tenants disappeared on the second floor increased, some tenants discovered the abnormality of the wife in the couple. After breaking into the door, they found a clean human bone on the floor. The room was very clean, without even a little meat, internal organs, and blood."

No wonder no one even killed so many people, but no one smelled the strange smell. This was really a complete destruction of corpses. After listening to the story that happened in Room No. 7 of Dongzi, I was chilling.

Jin'an: "There are room 8 on the second floor and room 10 on the third floor. Could it be that these two rooms are also dead, right?"

The shopkeeper still had the numb and unpleasant expression, especially after listening to two more horrifying stories, one more than the other, and looking at his dark eye sockets without eyes, it seemed as if he was staring at the abyss.

The shopkeeper: "The last person who moved into the Tibetan Room No. 8 was a woman trapped by love. She liked to sigh and say some confused words trapped by love. Since she moved into the Tibetan Room No. 8, she has been radiant and full of energy, and finally died of exhaustion."

Jin'an: "What's another strange way of death?"

Shopkeeper: "There is only a woman in the room No. 8. Since she moved in, she has been singing every night. When she went out during the day, she has become more and more radiant and her face is full of happiness... Let's call it a happy smile first. Some people say that this is a long-term drought and has been nourished by men. She secretly scolds her for stealing wild men in it."

"But not long after this incident, not only did she make noises in Room No. 8, but sometimes she also made noises during the day. At this time, she was no longer radiant, but her face was pale and ugly, and her spirit was extremely ugly. At first glance, she felt that her spirit was seriously deficient."

Jin An: "You are still not going to save me this time?"

Shopkeeper: "I reminded her that it's time to renew the room fee."

Jin An glanced at the other party's empty eyes: "I really have a gaze on money."

The shopkeeper: "After she renewed the room, she walked back to the room No. 8 in Tibetan. A few days later, I reminded her again that it was time to renew the room. At this time, she became even more energetic. She was thin, had dull skin, and had no food to renew the room. She decided to find a pawnshop to sell all the jewelry she had on her body to renew the room, and told me not to refund the room No. 8 in Tibetan. She must leave her with the room No. 8 in Tibetan."

"I asked her why. She said that a few days ago it was the day of her wedding with her fiancé, but when she was hanging a lantern with a character named Xun, she unfortunately fell off a ladder and fell to the ground and died on the back of her head. She died of love, but she dreamed of her fiancé in the No. 8 room of Tibetan characters. She had too many words to tell her fiancé, and her already dead heart regained its vitality for love. As long as she could see her fiancé again, she was not afraid of being infatuated and unhappy."

Shopkeeper: "I asked her if she wasn't afraid of death? She said, 'You can't be with the people you love in life, and you will both turn into butterflies after death. When asked about what love is, you can just let your life and death promises'."

"She died of love and came to Room 8 of Tibetan characters, and then rejuvenated in Room 8 of Tibetan characters, and finally ended in Room 8 of Tibetan characters, which was also a happy ending for life. Why should I save her? As long as she is willing to pay enough room fee."

Jin An sneered disdainfully: "It's just some ghosts and monsters that are chaotic. Where did they come from the love between them? Treat each other sincerely. The wishes obtained by the dream bubble will eventually be the day when the dream bubble burst."

Jin'an: "Where is the last room No. 10 on the third floor of Yuzi?"

Shopkeeper: "Several guests who lived in Room No. 10 of Yuzi on the third floor all said that they heard footsteps and things falling on the floor at night that they were sleeping, but the third floor was already the highest floor of the inn, where did the fourth floor disturb them?"

Jin An: "All these people are dead?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "All tenants, like the previous tenant in Room No. 5 of Qiuzi, suddenly disappeared, and they were not seen in life or death or death."

Jin An frowned.

This is not an inn.

This is clearly a haunted house.

One room has one story, there are thirty-two rooms here. If each room has one story, wouldn’t there be thirty-two supernatural stories?

At this time, the shopkeeper who had already told four stories did not make a sound. He looked directly at the direction where Jin'an stood with his eyes towards the black hole, and repeated: "There are four empty rooms now, Room No. 5, Room No. 7, Room No. 8 on the second floor, Room No. 8 on the second floor, and Room No. 10 on the third floor... Which room do you want?"

Jin An thought for a while and finally decided to choose on the second floor. Anyone who left the inn would pass by the second floor and he could always pay attention to the movement.

"Which room on the second floor is close to the stairs downstairs?" Jin An asked the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper said without hesitation: "Qiu Room No. 5."

It is the room where hammers hit the wall every night.

Jin An chose this room without thinking for a long time: "Okay, it's Room No. 5, how much does it cost to stay for one night?"

The shopkeeper got up and went to get the iron key hanging on the wall behind him.

There are obviously no eyes.

But you can accurately touch the iron key.

"The girl beside you has paid the room fee." The shopkeeper's words surprised Jin An and looked at the girl in red umbrella who had not spoken before.

Next, the shopkeeper raised an oil lamp in his hand and led them to the second floor.

The light on the second floor is very dim, and the only few light-opening windows in the aisle are nailed to the wooden boards.

Jin An looked at the guest rooms on both sides and asked curiously: "Why are these windows nailed to death? If the inn catches fire, wouldn't it even be possible to escape?"

The second floor guest rooms are sorted, the left and right aligned, the left and right aligned, the leap year and the leap year and the leap year and the slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slightest and slight

  The leap year is in the year, and the leap year is in the back section of the corridor.

The inn has been in disrepair for a long time, and the light leaks a little. When he passed through Room No. 2, he found that there was a light and shadow flashing under the door. It seemed that the person in the room heard the movement in the corridor and was tiptoing to the door.

When he looked at Room 1, Hanzi, opposite the door of Room 2, he found that the door was sealed by wooden strips. When he accidentally approached a little, the amulet hidden in his collar was surprisingly hot.

Jin An asked calmly: "What is the reason for this room being sealed?"

The shopkeeper still held the oil lamp in front of him, and he seemed to be too lazy to deal with customers after getting the money. He had no service at all, and he was like developing a repeat customer.

When passing by Room No. 3, half of the light leaking under the crack in the door was blocked, and someone had already been hiding behind the door and eavesdropping.

When passing by Room No. 4, although a candlelight leaked at the door, no one hid behind the door and eavesdropped. However, a low whisper from the room, as if his mouth was blocked and he was suffering from pain.

Finally arrived at Room No. 5 of Qiuzi. Jin'an was curious and looked at Room No. 6 of Xuzi, who lived opposite him. He found that there was no candlelight leaking under the crack of the door, and the room was very quiet, without any sound. I don't know if he was deliberately blowing out the candlelight and hiding behind the door to eavesdrop.

These rooms have a characteristic. Whenever they get close, the amulet on their chest will feel aroused, but they are not as fierce as the Hanzi No. 1 room that was sealed.

I don’t know that the bloody handprints he was looking for and the two veterans of the laughing corpse village were in the house in these guest rooms.

Jin An turned around thoughtfully, uh, and almost frightened, and subconsciously punched the two eyeless black holes that were approaching.

There was no strange expression on the shopkeeper's face and said numbly: "You seem to be very interested in every room?"

If Jin An hadn't been brave enough, he would have been frightened just now, as an ordinary person with a timidity, would have been so scared that he had three souls and seven spirits that he had at least one soul and one spirit. He would have been weak and had a fever for a few days if he was not stupid.

Jin An answered truthfully: "I was thinking that there are 32 guest rooms in the inn. Does each guest have a story?"

The shopkeeper did not answer the conversation, but said, "I forgot that the walls of Room No. 5 of Qiuzi were smashed by the previous tenant, but the renovation has not been completed. Now there are only Room No. 7 and Room No. 8 left on the second floor.

Hearing this, Jin An frowned and looked at Room No. 5 in front of him. At this moment, he could not see anything unusual.

Jin'an: "Shopkeeper, are you sure that the repair has not been completed yet?"
Chapter completed!