Takahashi did not retract his hand, but his whole body was stiff, as if his soul had been removed and his body was fixed.

The touch of that thing is very strange, soft and cold, like cloth, and I don’t know what material it is.

It was pressed against Takahashi's hand and moved little by little, like a small animal rubbing Takahashi's fingers.

One, two...

It was definitely not wind, but some kind of living thing.

I didn't reach out to confirm. I could not detect the existence of that thing just by relying on my eyes and perception.

Takahashi's touch is not fake.

The thing suddenly appeared and disappeared.

I was still breathing, and I forgot how long it had passed.

Takahashi relaxed the air, and his stiff body seemed to be able to recover his movements.

People who saw cats before also pulled out of that surprised state, and there were many discussions, and some people began to propose to go back to the room in fear.

Takahashi wanted to get up.

His hands supported the floor and straightened his upper body.

Seeing this, some people around wanted to help Takahashi.

Takahashi's hand must be moved.

Something grabbed Takahashi's finger...

It's the hand! Human hand!

I widened my eyes and still couldn't see anything in the snow, and there was nothing in the gap under the floor.

Takahashi panted, his body stiffened again.

The sudden expression of fear that he showed stunned everyone.

"high……"

The hand let go, poked out again, grabbed Takahashi's wrist, and pinched his nails into Takahashi's skin.

"Ah!" Takahashi shouted, and his whole body was pulled by a strange force, and he fell out of the corridor and fell on the soft snow.

His body was trapped in the snow, and half of his body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

"Takahashi!"

"Wow!"

"Ah! What's wrong!"

Before the thing could let go, he continued to drag Takahashi.

The gap under the floor was enough for an adult to climb in. But that was also very difficult.

Takahashi was pulled, but it seemed like he was riding a high-speed train and was dragged into the gap.

I followed and heard Takahashi's screams echoing underground.

The screams came to an abrupt end.

Takahashi's entire face was sank into the ice water.

I reached out to touch it, and only touched Takahashi's body.

His body seemed to be caught by something, and he couldn't do a little bit of struggle, so he could only tremble constantly.

There is a sound of water...

The entire underground was filled with water, not deep, but it blocked Takahashi's breathing.

There seemed to be countless hands on Takahashi's body, pressing him tightly. The nails pierced into Takahashi's skin, and blood bleeded out.

I felt my scalp numb.

It's not a ghost, but there are many ghosts here...

In the darkness, I can’t see anything, and the yin energy I feel is also unified.

I can't be sure of my guess just now.

Maybe it's a ghost with many hands?

Maybe it's a monster, some kind of monster...

Suddenly, light lit up in the darkness.

Countless pairs of eyes appeared in front of me and stared at me.

I was so scared that I floated back for a while.

When they saw me, their eyes were numb and dull, and they just stared at me.

This seems to be no warning, nor is it a malice.

They were killing people, but they were not for revenge, nor had the intention of having fun, but just followed the steps, as if they were doing mechanical repetitive work.

Takahashi's struggle gradually stopped, and life passed without stopping.

Those eyes turned and looked at Takahashi.

Finally, all Takahashi's life was gone.

When a person dies, the yin energy around him seems to have fluctuations.

Those eyes turned upwards and looked at the floor.

I don't know what they are going to do.

They ignored me, and I was ready to go and dared not relax.

The next second, those eyes disappeared into the darkness.

Outside the gap, someone was shouting, and I heard the footsteps above my head, and the people inside the house were running.

Unlike the deaths of Honda and Ono, Takahashi died under everyone's noses, this is a naked murder. The ghost is killing people.

I heard crying and screaming.

I floated up and went straight into the room.

There was someone in the room above my head.

Mrs. Shimada sat upright indoors, as if chanting scriptures silently. Her granddaughter-in-law hugged her great-grandson, panicked and unable to calm down. The child named Dashu was strangled by his mother and felt a little uncomfortable, but she did not dare to move. She had a white face and her eyes were shaking from side to side. She looked at her mother and then at her great-grandmother.

The door was opened and Mrs. Shimada's daughter-in-law came in. She was supported by her own son. Her husband Shimada Hikaru followed behind the two. All three of them were pale.

"Mother..." Shimada Hiroshima knelt down in front of Mrs. Shimada. His wife was limp and was supported by his son, and fell to the ground in an indecent manner.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Shimada's voice was low and she spoke without any hurry or slowness.

"Someone...someone is missing...someone is pulled under the house by something and dragged it in...now..." Shimada Hiroshi licked his cracked lips, unable to continue talking.

His wife shed tears in fear and hugged her son.

The young Mr. Shimada was in a bad condition and could not hide the fear in his eyes.

"That's it..." Mrs. Shimada murmured, "I understand."

"Mother!"

"There is nothing to be afraid of. No matter what it is, it cannot kill dozens of us. The road will always be open, and there are always people who can go down the mountain."

"But, like this... I don't know if that thing will..." Shimada Hiroshima wanted to speak but stopped.

"What are you afraid of? This is our hotel." Mrs. Shimada sneered, "After so many years, nothing has happened. The three people who died are all from the crew. What does it have to do with our family? You should let them find out what they provoked."

When Shimada Hikaru heard this, he calmed down strangely.

I stared at Mrs. Shimada. I still remember the fact that she pulled out a red scarf from Honda's mouth. This old lady can be said to be the most suspected person.

But her words sound a little reasonable.

"Are you ready for what I asked you to prepare?" Mrs. Shimada asked again.

Shimada Hiro nodded, his eyes flashing.

"That's fine. We separate the food from the crew, and don't use the things in the hotel." Mrs. Shimada nodded, "Don't worry, there will be no trouble."

Mrs. Shimada seemed to be ready.

I wanted to observe the actions of this family again, but the dream scene changed.

My consciousness was dazed in a trance, and I could feel that Takahashi's soul seemed to have ascended to heaven and left this world.

At the same time, another person's consciousness flooded into my mind.

I heard the sound of vomiting, and when I saw the bed inside the Datong Bed, many people turned pale and looked listless.

Yin Qi spreads indoors, and a humid and fishy smell spreads indoors.

The voices of the people around him were blurred and his consciousness seemed to have become confused and chaotic.

I tried to keep myself awake and perceive the yin energy around me.

The cold wind blew across his cheeks and snowflakes fell on his face.

I woke up completely.

It was already dark outside the window. Snowflakes flew past the open window and fell on people.

The possessed man got up from the ground with difficulty and his mind was dizzy. He heard the moans, and the people around him lay all over the ground, as if they were sick, and it was very difficult to move a little.

The possession object of dreams has changed. The person in front of me is a little familiar, and it should be the one from the makeup artist. This big shop is different from the one where Takahashi and Honda lived before, and it is a women's room.

The woman I possessed staggered and stood up, coughed twice, went to the corner of the room, found her luggage. She put on a thick coat and pushed the person lying on the ground.

"Are you all right?" she asked.

No one answered.
Chapter completed!