Red Moon Returns

Fuck.

Lin Qi's heart almost exploded, and his hair stood up. He used all his strength to control the urge to scream and sit down. He immediately lowered his head to cover the cold sweat on his forehead and his pale face.

What a monster, it must be an illusion.

If it weren't for the experience in the strange memory the night before, he believed that he would be scared crazy on the spot.

In fact, it's not much better now.

"Sir, are you okay?" The emotionless voice came again.

Lin Qi's heart beat faster, and he didn't even dare to raise his head. He lowered his head and shook his head. He filled in a few entries on the registration form stiffly and pushed it back. But he couldn't help it after all. He glanced at the middle-aged supervisor opposite.

The strange phenomenon had faded. The other party seemed to be normal except for his expressionless face, and the red vest waiter next to him seemed to have not noticed the supervisor's abnormality at all, and still behaved as usual.

The supervisor took the form and asked with concern: "You don't look very good. Do you need me to contact the Hall of Suffering for you?"

"No, no, it's my first time in such a place, I'm nervous."

Lynch forced a smile. Even though the other party was normal, the insect head he had just seen flashed through his mind again and again, especially when the other party whispered to the normal young waiter in a red vest next to him, Lynch always felt like there was a weird giant insect lying next to his ear, and it felt like every second was a year.

But he didn't dare to show it. He instinctively felt that once he showed that he saw a monster, he would be in a very troublesome situation.

Because a sentence he heard at noon emerged from his mind again: Mysterious contact does not begin with encounter, but with perception.

Mrs. Bessie's teachings were still ringing in his ears. Lynch realized that once he showed that he had sensed something abnormal, he would probably be finished on the spot. On the other hand, so many guests and normal waiters went in and out safely, and these things should not attack guests who did not sense them.

Therefore, Lynch tried hard to pretend that he was normal, I didn't see it, I didn't see anything.

Sure enough, the purple vest supervisor had no intention of attacking him.

"Mike, register this gentleman. Sir, please sit in the nearby booths and wait. If necessary, you can also choose the surrounding boxes, but they will be charged separately."

Lynch nodded and turned away immediately, only to feel that his shirt was soaked.

'Traveling companion, traveling companion, what's going on, why do I see these things. '

[When inspiration is too high, sometimes you will see things beyond common sense. ]

'Huh? Are these things true or false? '

[Reality and falsehood are part of the scenery on the journey, and you need to taste it yourself. ]

Huh, okay.

Lynch sighed lightly and looked back with lingering fear. I don't know if it was an illusion. The weird supervisor seemed to have just turned his eyes away from Lynch.

At this moment, he recalled Mrs. Bessie's horror.

What the hell is this place, what are these things.

Or maybe we should just withdraw.

However, just as he pretended to be calm, a flat female voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Sir."

Lin Qi subconsciously turned his head, and as the "snowflakes" flashed in front of him, a huge spider head shadow met his eyes again, only a few meters away.

Lin Qi almost collapsed on the spot, staggered back two steps, and barely stood firm by holding the pillar next to him.

At this time, the other two waiters with insect shadows were also approaching from both sides, surrounding Lin Qi in the middle on three sides.

In the hall behind them, in the field of vision dotted with "snowflakes", it seemed that countless spider webs were entangled, and dozens of white cocoons were hanging on the roof, twisting and struggling from time to time, shaking violently in the air.

Then the snowflakes faded, and the hall returned to its original state, but the three shadowed waiters remained the same, twenty-four blood-red human eyes stared at Lin Qi without blinking, and in their cold pupils, it seemed that an incomprehensible light was flashing.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The waitress reached out to help him, and Lynch was so scared that he quickly waved his hand and avoided the waitress's body to stand on his own. Just kidding, who knows what will touch him? When Lynch thought of the cocoon hanging on the roof, he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

"I'm fine, I'm hungry." Not at all good, Lynch forced a smile and said in a dry voice, "What's the matter?"

"You didn't take your number plate."

The waitress took out a metal piece with the number 13 and handed it over. It seemed that everything was normal, but what was stretched out was a huge black limb, covered with thorn-like bristles on the surface, making a rattling sound when moving, and the copper piece on the surface was already stretched in front of Lynch.

The other two waiters seemed to be just standing next to the waitress, but in the shadows that Lynch saw, two huge spider heads were already close to him, with two claws raised high, as if they were about to be inserted at any time.

This kind of content was never included in the experience of a geek. Lin Qi felt that his brain was about to explode, as if he would be hung on the roof in the next moment, but thinking of his previous judgment, he simply made up his mind.

Let's bet again. I didn't see it, I didn't see anything.

However, no matter how much he thought about it, he still felt weak in his legs when he saw the hideous spider head swaying in front of him, but he could only tense up his whole body, resisting the nausea and fear and stretching out his hand, and moving his eyes away without leaving a trace.

The touch from the palm of his hand made him want to chop off his hand, but it seemed to be human, just abnormally cold. The waitress left the number plate, looked at him coldly, and turned away. The other two waiters also turned away without saying a word.

Lin Qi was numb, he could not feel any fear at all, only a strong sense of disgust.

Damn it, are these disgusting things people or monsters? How can I see so clearly?

Is this the price of high inspiration?

Lin Qi has fully understood the meaning of the sound of "huh" in his mind when he entered the door just now.

He stood there for a moment, and his thinking ability gradually returned.

The aftereffects of fear invaded his will, and his legs were shaking a little.

He scanned the hall, and the guests and waiters were all normal, but those monsters, even if the normal visual effect had been restored, Lin Qi still felt that they were staring at him.

No, let's hide first, room eight, room eight.

Taking advantage of the fact that no other monsters came for a while, Lin Qi quickly lurked in a booth and peeked at the box marked with number eight opposite from the shadows.

No one had entered or left the box, and there was no movement inside.

I hope the door is not locked.

In fact, Lin Qi was inevitably uneasy, not knowing whether his guess was right or wrong, and whether the target was really inside.

No matter what, I'll stay outside. If another monster pops up behind me, I'll be scared to death. No matter what's inside, it's better than being scared to death on the spot outside.

Having made up his mind, Lynch checked all directions of the hall again and again to make sure no one noticed this direction. Then he rushed to the door of the box as quickly as possible and turned the door handle.

Click.

The door opened.

Lynch's breathing was rapid, and he felt that someone seemed to be looking at this side. He didn't have time to think about it. He dodged and got into the dark room and closed the door casually.

Reaching out and groping the wall, Lynch pulled down the gas light switch.

The moment the light came on, Lynch saw a person who had been groping in the dark in the room, and now he was staring at him.