I loaded the ghost talk game

The double iron doors were pushed open.

Kamiyagawa found that it was the layout of a hotel kitchen.

The lighting is steady here, and it is unexpectedly spacious and bright.

There are refrigerators, ovens, and vegetable cutting tables. Most of the equipment is made of stainless steel, which is durable and hygienic, and the surface reflects monotonous white light.

In the center of the kitchen, there were five chairs, four of which had people sitting on them.

They were all men in their 20s, like Ben and Deng, bound hand and foot and with rags stuffed in their mouths.

At the feet of the four people, there is a black fountain pen on each side.

Seeing someone push the door and come in, the tied men all showed panic, made muffled whining noises, and struggled and writhed.

Kamiyagawa glanced at the four men who were tied up.

He looked at the black pen at their feet again, and then looked away indifferently.

The four "persons" of Kamiya here also do not have the aura of ghost talk or living people. According to Miyauchi Chihiro's description, these people should also be "demons".

"Mr. Wei Tan, as you can see, we are all demons. When a living person enters this world and dies too many times, he will become a demon."

Miyauchi Chihiro introduced this with a generous expression, and at the same time dragged Hiramoto and Deng, who were still unconscious, to the empty chair in the center of the kitchen, and tied their hands and feet likewise.

"I've seen it in other places before. If a living person dies too many times in this world, he will become a scorpion."

Kamiyagawa said while continuing to look at the situation in the kitchen.

"Chi? What's that?"

"A blue-gray monster with distorted and elongated limbs and a strong desire to attack, but the strength of a single body is not strong. It is probably equivalent to an F-rank monster." Kamiya roughly described what he had seen in Aokigahara. Chi situation.

"I haven't seen it, I don't know." Miyauchi Chihiro was amazed and shook his head, "In our place, the living souls who have lost their souls will all become ghosts."

"So, what the hell is a ghost?"

"Well, if I have to say..." Miyauchi Chihiro pressed the boning knife in his hand to his chin, and made a thoughtful expression, "He is a poor bastard who will be imprisoned in a hotel forever, and he is no different from a living person." The big difference is that you will experience death over and over again, but you will never really die. After becoming a demon, every time you die, you will forget what happened in this world, and every resurrection is a new beginning.”

Kamiyagawa withdrew his gaze from the layout of the kitchen, looked at the palace, and pondered for a while: "So you haven't died for a long time after you became a demon, right?"

This gentle-looking man in cross-dress always feels that he has a lot of information to dig out.

He should really know a lot about the Live Fish Hotel.

"To be precise, I haven't died once since I became a demon." Miyauchi smiled.

Demons will not die.

Falling is repeated forever in the region of the inner world.

This is different from Chi, Kamiya knows very well that Chi will disappear completely after being killed.

"After a living person peels off his living soul in the other world, he may become a mandrill, or he may become a mandrel. The factors leading to the transformation are unknown for the time being, and it is not ruled out that there are other forms with completely different characteristics."

Kamiyagawa thought silently in his heart.

Then he asked again: "You said that there is not much difference between a 魀 and a living person, what about you?"

The Pingben and Deng I met at the beginning were indeed like ordinary people, with little fighting power.

But Miyauchi Chihiro is obviously different.

Shengu saw the scene where he flew out and knocked down Pingben just now.

"I'm different from them." Miyauchi Chihiro seemed to say whatever he asked, without any concealment.

But he didn't care about sharing this information with the strange "foreign strange story" known as Kamiyagawa.

Miyauchi Chihiro: "The owner of the hotel appreciates me very much. After I became a 魀, I met that adult. He said that I am suitable for this place, and he gave me strength."

Kamiyagawa: "The owner of the hotel? Can you tell me who he is?"

It feels like key information is coming.

"He's a burly adult. Hmm..." Miyauchi Chihiro said this, and at the same time, he kept moving his hands. He had already tied Hiramoto and Deng firmly to the chair, and stuffed his mouth. "The lord didn't say that he couldn't say his name, so I can tell you. But before that, let's play a game together, Mr. Strange Talk? It's very interesting."

Gong Nai dragged two more chairs from the corner.

Placed side by side beside Hiramoto and Deng, a total of seven chairs form a closed circle. Miyauchi Chihiro pointed to one of them, and made a "please" gesture to Kamiya.

Kamiyagawa was also not polite, and swaggered forward to sit down, the monogram hanging around his waist shook, and made a slight rubbing sound with his leather coat.

Miyauchi Chihiro smoothed her loose red skirt and sat down too. He looked around, mainly at Hiramoto and Denna five:

"I caught you, so you should listen to me next. Let's play a game together? The rules are simple, everyone tells a story, and the story must be weird enough. Mr. Wei Tan and I will be the judges, and the best story The good one wins. I will reward the winner, not only let him go, but even send him away from the live fish hotel, how about it?"

Then, Miyauchi Chihiro turned to Kamiyagawa: "Mr. Ghost Story, you are a specially invited judge. After the game is over, you can do whatever you want. As a reward for participating in the game, I will tell you about the hotel owner."

"Um."

"Okay." Miyauchi Chihiro was very excited, as if he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, he cleared his throat, his eyes flashed sickly, "Considering that the five of you who actually participated in the game are a little nervous, let me do a demonstration first , let me tell you a story, it was a long time ago—”

"A long time ago, there was a couple. The husband was born infertile, so they adopted a child, a little boy, in an orphanage."

"The couple treated the boy very well, and the boy lived happily in his adoptive parents' house. Until six or seven years later, during that time, the boy's adoptive parents always quarreled, threw things, and even alerted the police several times."

"The boy was terrified, helpless and didn't know what to do."

"Why did his adoptive parents quarrel? The boy didn't know it at that time, but he just noticed that since that time, his adoptive parents seldom cared about him as before."

"The boy felt alienated and felt the distance from his adoptive parents, which was clearly not the case before."

"At the end of the day, the boy is just an outsider in that family. He is not a real member of that family and never will be. When the family relationship is on the verge of breaking down, his parents can't care about him anymore."

"It's so pitiful."

Miyauchi Chihiro was talking, rubbing his hands unconsciously, he was very involved in speaking, and seemed to have a sense of substitution.

"Then, later on, the boy's adoptive mother became pregnant."

"On the night when the adoptive father heard the news, he was surprisingly calm and had no disputes. He sat alone in the living room and smoked a cigarette all night. He left the house early the next morning."

"The boy followed out to find his father and followed him to the Grand Hotel."

"He found his father in the hotel room, but it was a pity that he was one step late."

"When the boy found his father, he had already hanged himself in the hotel room." Chihiro Miyauchi frowned when she said this, her expression became painful and self-blaming, "It was a step too late."

"Do you know what it looks like to hang yourself?"

"The body was suspended in mid-air, the eyes were closed tightly, the mouth was opened wide, but no sound could be made, and the face was full of pain. The rope was shaking, and the body was shaking."

"The boy was scared, terrified. He stared blankly at his father's body and stayed in the room for a long, long time."

"Then, do you know what the boy did?"

"Hehe." Miyauchi Chihiro smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, his expression became a little blurred, "He didn't tell the adults about his father's death immediately, and ran home, stole a sharp knife, and stole a dress from his mother. Then go back to the hotel room."

"You know? The boy loves his adoptive parents very much. Both father and mother love him, and he doesn't resent the child in the adoptive mother's womb. Oh...that's a younger sister, and he loves his younger sister too. He just hates himself, why Not the biological child of the parents? Would things be different if he was the real child of the parents?"

"The boy really wanted to be the biological child of his adoptive parents."

"He went back to the hotel and changed into a red dress for his father...the bloody sharp knife fell to the ground...and then he just remembered that his father's arms were empty, smelling like blood, but...was very warm."

Miyauchi Chihiro was still very involved in speaking, as if remembering, her pupils dilated slightly, the plot of the story she told became jumpy, and the boning knife in her hand waved back and forth unconsciously.

The story is over.

The five Pingben and Deng were still bound hands and feet, with cloth strips stuffed in their mouths, sobbing in horror.

As for Kamiyagawa, he looked at Chihiro Miyauchi and remained silent.

Sitting in the palace, I don't know what I was thinking about. After a while, I turned my head, and the smile returned to my face: "Mr. Wei Tan, do you want to tell a story too?"

"Um……"

Kamiya thought for a moment, then nodded.

He still cares more about who the owner of the hotel is, so he might as well cooperate with Miyauchi at this time.

"A long time ago, there was a girl named Lianshi. She was keen on all kinds of ghost stories..."

The story that Kamiyagawa chose to tell was simply adapted based on the events of Kisaragi Station and "Hashimi".

"... Lianshi never imagined that her fictional story could cause such a heated discussion on the Internet and spread so widely. She didn't take it seriously at first, until one day a few years later, she had already thrown this matter on the Internet. Lianshi in the back of her head stepped on a midnight train."

"The Kisaragi train, which originally only existed in fictional stories, is here."

The story is over.

"Okay, good!" Chihiro Miyauchi applauded, "It's really a very good, very wonderful story, Mr. Ghost Story."

After a lot of praise, he turned his attention to Pingben and Dengwu: "We two judges made a good start, didn't we? Next it's your turn for the official contestants."

Saying that, Miyauchi Chihiro stood up and pulled out the cloth strips from Hiramoto and the others' mouths one by one.

It's just that Pingben and Deng are obviously not in the mood to tell any stories now, wrapped in a huge sense of fear, they can't even speak well, they just keep begging for mercy.

"Ah, ah, ah." Miyauchi Chihiro shook his head, pacing back and forth behind the five people, the boning knife in his hand shook again, "My patience is limited. Don't you have a very good one at hand? story? Why not tell it?"

"Let me go, please!"

"As long as you let me go, I'm willing to do anything!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"..."

Miyauchi Chihiro: "Is that so? Let me give you a head start. About your story——"

"In the Grand Hotel, there have been several suicides and homicides. The worst and most heinous one was a rape and murder case. The deceased... was a kind and innocent girl with simple social relations."

"The girl's body was found in the refrigerator of the hotel. She was cut into several parts. Her body was covered with unsightly words."

"She was a very good girl, really good. She has excellent grades in college and is very polite to everyone. She should have a very good life in the future. What kind of beast will treat her Do such a horrible thing?"

"The police found her body, but they never caught her killer."

"It's strange, the murderer seems to have evaporated."

"Even the surveillance video of the girl entering the hotel, where she was supposed to appear, is all damaged. There is a snowflake, and nothing can be seen."

"It's weird, it's weird."

"Many years later, the Grand Hotel was abandoned. The forensic doctor who insisted on performing an autopsy on the girl was not reconciled. He didn't know how many times he came to this hotel."

"Then, guess what happened? The Grand Hotel is actually connected with another world. During a certain period of time, some people who are extremely unlucky in the hotel and those who have committed crimes will come here, the Living Fish Hotel. Become a living fish on the chopping board, being killed over and over again by the monsters here."

"And the five murderers who killed the girl back then came here early."

"It's very pleasant, isn't it? No wonder, no wonder they can't be found no matter what, haha, hahaha." Miyauchi Chihiro laughed wildly, and the boning knife in his hand scratched the seat where Hiramoto and Deng five sat. chair back.

The five people who were tied up screamed and twisted their bodies desperately. The light in the kitchen was steady and bright, reflecting their pale faces—

"No, I didn't do it, it was all Wada. Hiramoto and Ton, he is the mastermind. It's all his crime!"

"Pingben has done a lot of bad things because of his family's wealth. He drugged that girl in an izakaya!"

"Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with me!"

The four men except Pingben and Deng began to blame each other, pointing at Pingben.

Seeing their ugly appearance, Miyauchi Chihiro laughed even more wantonly, holding his belly for a while and stopped: "I'm really sorry, I seem to have finished telling the story you should tell without authorization. I gave you a chance, but you don't Useful. Between you, there will be no winner."