Chapter 991 One Hundred Years Ago

In the corridor, the woman wearing a cheongsam obviously refused to listen. No matter what Lao Xiao said, she insisted on going downstairs and said that Lao Xiao was making a fuss.

"Oh, what could happen? I'll be back soon."

The woman's child started to make trouble.

Crying and screaming.

"Okay, I'm going down." The woman waved her hand at Lao Xiao, and then said to her son: "Okay, don't cry, my little ancestor, why don't you buy it for you?"

Then he went downstairs while coaxing him.

The old man came from behind and patted Lin Mo to signal not to mess around.

Lin Mo nodded, but did not pull out the knife after all.

After closing the door, the two brothers began to analyze the current situation.

"It seems like the scene has changed."

"It's kind of like time travel."

"The furnishings, decoration, and style here should be from the style of eighty or ninety years ago, or even earlier. The word time travel is very appropriate."

"That's weird."

"What's wrong?"

"Dad and I didn't encounter anything weird like this last time we came here." Lin Mo told the truth. From the moment the knock on the door came, the situation here had already developed into an unknown.

What will happen next, no one knows.

No one could predict it.

"Perhaps this is just a routine operation in the hotel. It's just that you and dad didn't trigger this 'hidden plot' last time."

"Brother, the words "hide the plot" are very appropriate."

Lin Yuan smiled and ignored Lin Mo's compliment.

"If nothing else, it's hard for us to go out now."

"Try it."

Lin Mo took out the beans, but after thinking about them, he didn't eat them.

If he goes out and my brother doesn't, it will be troublesome.

"Brother, what are your plans?" Lin Mo saw that his brother was not in a hurry or impatient, so he asked.

Generally, to be able to be so calm and collected at such a time must be because you have something in mind, or at least something to rely on.

As a result, the old man shook his head and said he had no plans.

"Sometimes, if you don't do anything and just stay where you are, maybe after a while, everything will return to its original state." Lin Yuan said.

Lin Mo thought about it to himself and felt that this made sense.

Many times when people encounter dangerous situations, they tend to be dazzled by the danger and do some behaviors and actions that are of no use but are absolutely seeking death.

In the end, he didn't have to die, but he committed suicide because of his busy work.

If you are stable from the beginning, don't panic, you don't even need to do anything extra, and you can get through the crisis safely.

There are too many similar examples in reality.

And the proportion is not small.

Well, my brother said, "Stay steady first and don't mess around." It's obviously a more appropriate path now.

"Then stay in this room and don't go out yet." Lin Mo said.

It just so happens that the memory mom and the fish-shaped mom still need some time to merge, so we just hide in the house, regardless of the wind, rain, thunder and lightning outside, it has nothing to do with us.

But in many things, you don’t cause trouble, but things do to you.

At this time, there were some shouts outside the window. It was very chaotic, including women's screams and children's cries.

Lin Mo and his brother Lin Yuan were curious, so they walked to the window and opened some curtains to look outside.

Looking at it, I realized that the street scene outside was also different from the normal exterior scene of Xinghua Hotel. It was covered in heavy fog before, but what I saw around me were the street scenes of a modern county town.

But now, it's dark outside, surrounded by some old buildings in the style of the last century. You can see a candied haws seller opposite, but there is only one stall left and no one is there.

Soon Lin Mo found the stall owner.

There was a person lying on the roadside more than ten meters away. He was wearing a thick cloth apron and was lying in a pool of blood. He should be the stall owner.

In addition, at the entrance of a small alley, several soldiers wearing steel helmets were dragging the cheongsam woman from before. The woman was unwilling and screamed for help, but no one rescued her.

Because there were a lot of those soldiers.

The bayonet on the spear is glowing with cold light and filled with murderous intent. Who dares to hit it?

It's a Japanese soldier.

The woman's son was grabbed by a Japanese soldier, crying and shouting, and then bit the Japanese soldier's hand. The latter let go of his hand in pain, and the child ran away immediately.

The Japanese soldier cursed, pulled the bolt of his gun, loaded the gun, took aim, and fired.

There was a gunshot.

The child fell to the ground and became motionless.

The woman was stunned for a moment when she saw this scene, and then she went crazy and tried to fight the Japanese soldier who fired the gun.

At this moment, the woman was desperate.

But what greeted her was a bayonet.

At this moment, it penetrates from the mouth and exits from the back of the head.

When it was pulled out, white mucus mixed with blood flowed all over the floor.

Probably dead.

Several Japanese soldiers cursed, ignored the corpses on the ground, and left with a smile.

The Lin brothers, who saw the whole thing passing by from the window, had strange expressions at the moment.

"It was really a hundred years ago. This kind of thing could have happened at that time, but now, haha."

Although Lin Yuan was smiling, it could be seen that there was a murderous look on his face.

Lin Mo saw it and asked brother if he was unhappy.

Lin Yuan asked what do you mean?

"What I mean is that I'm not very happy either. Logically speaking, we have already discussed it and we should be safe and not cause trouble or make trouble. But now this matter is a bit annoying. Otherwise, we two Break the precept?"

"Why do you talk so much nonsense? Arrange a few ghosts to go down, investigate, and kill those Japanese soldiers by the way."

"Okay, then you come or do I come?"

"Let me do it."

There is a ghost in me too.

And there's more than one.

Lin Mo didn't know exactly how many there were, and he didn't ask. Just like my brother never asked how many ghost subordinates he had.

At this moment, the old man took out a small bag of special sand from his pocket.

Scattered on the ground.

Then he wrote his name on a talisman and raised his hand.

Light emitted from the talisman, and after it landed on the sand, the sand surged, and an extremely vicious ghost crawled out of it.

This ghost's upper limbs are extremely long, and the length of its arms must be more than twice that of a normal person. It is naturally more powerful, and it feels like it can easily crush a person's head like a watermelon.

But only the upper body.

The lower body does not.

From roughly the pelvis position, the lower part was gone. It looked like it had been crushed by something, and it was dripping with blood. Wherever it crawled, there would be a trail of oozing blood.

"Go ahead and release your resentment and hatred. Even if you go too far, it doesn't matter."

My brother also had a very accommodating chat with this ghost.

The next moment, the old man opened the window, and the ghost got out very dexterously. Although it only had the upper body, it had extremely terrifying upper limbs, so it was as flexible as a gecko when climbing walls.

Lin Mo asked what the ghost's name was.

What a reputation.

The old man said that this ghost’s name is Lao Hu. As for Lao Hu’s story, I won’t tell him anymore.

"Why?" Lin Mo asked.

"I'm afraid you'll cry."

Lin Yuan meant that Lao Hu's past was too tragic. Because of this, Lao Hu had a hatred that surpassed other nightmares.

That kind of hatred is devastating.

"Anyway, I spent a lot of effort to subdue Lao Hu. I was almost killed by Lao Hu. It was just a little bit close."

Brother Lin Yuan said it in an understatement, but Lin Mo could tell that it must have been extremely dangerous at that time.

In fact, it doesn't even need to be said by my brother. Lin Mo can also feel the terrifying hatred in Lao Hu, which is so strong that it can freeze into frost. He doesn't know what Lao Hu has experienced that caused him to have such terrifying hatred.

It hates everything.

Even if he is my elder brother, the other party also hates him.

At this time, the windows are open, and the cool breeze from outside can blow in. The air is mixed with some weird smells, but it is very fresh.

There is a notice board below with some newspapers posted on it.

Lin Mo asked a ghost to go down and take a look. It would be better if he could bring back the newspaper above.

A ghost immediately followed the wall, to the ground, and then arrived at the notice board. Then a hand stretched out from the ghost and slowly peeled off a newspaper. In addition, there were other I pulled some of what I could get out. Finally, Ghost Shadow came back and handed all these things to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo and his brother watched together.

Looking at it, his expression was even weirder.

"No wonder the streets and buildings, the clothing style, and the Japanese soldiers look like they were 80 or 90 years ago. It turns out that this place really was a hundred years ago."

There's a date in the newspaper, so it's unmistakable.

There are some news published on it, including domestic news and international affairs.

In addition, the other pieces of paper that were peeled off also had messy things written on them.

There is a missing person notice.

There are also wanted criminals.

Except for newspapers, everything else is handwritten, consistent with the characteristics of that era.

At this time, the elder brother asked Lin Mo a question.

"Brother, you said that we traveled to the past, or we just saw a retrospective memory of the past."

Lin Mo shook his head.

Can't see it yet.

But no matter what, it has something to do with Xinghua Hotel.

But the strange thing is that Xinghua Hotel does not look like a time-honored brand that can exist for hundreds of years. There was no Xinghua Hotel anywhere a hundred years ago.

Even the house was built later.

So how does this hotel have anything to do with a hundred years ago?

"Maybe it's not the hotel itself that matters, but something inside the hotel."