Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 50 Hey, you discovered it!
"Rumble..."
Two consecutive [Palm Thunder] hits on the head of the foreman, until the slender head turned into coke under the lightning, Zhang Yi slowly let go of his hand.
It should be over now.
Zhang Yi held the flowing gold brick and slowly stood up from the foreman.
After making sure that this guy was no longer moving, I felt relieved.
"Is the foreman dead?"
Yang Yang stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
"Probably...dead."
Zhang Yi didn't know whether this statement was correct or not. After all, whether it was the foreman or Yang Yang, they were all already dead.
Can a dead person die again?
"Crack..."
A gash opened in the foreman's head, and the gash grew bigger and bigger, splitting like a spider web until it spread all over his body.
Then the body turned into black ash and scattered on the ground.
"Oh, I really died this time!"
The gold brick on Zhang Yi's hand softened like quicksand, turning into a ring and wearing it on his index finger.
He squatted down and groped around on the foreman's clothes.
"what you do?"
"Touch the corpse? You must leave something for me."
Yang Yang:......
Don't tell me, there are really some things in the pockets of these clothes.
"Is this the key to the vault?" Zhang Yi fumbled for a key. It looked like the key was not for an ordinary door lock, which made him think of the vault that Yang Yang mentioned.
For such a big hotel, there should be a lot of money in the coffers.
Yang Yang looked at the key and shook his head decisively and said: "No, I have seen the key to the vault. It is a very strange thing. It is not the shape of a key. I don't know what this key is for."
Zhang Yi was immediately disappointed when he heard this.
Keep it for now, there are very few locks with this kind of key, and it might come in handy later.
Keep touching.
I even found two movie tickets.
【Chundu Film Factory】
The movie ticket was very new, there was no expiration date on it, but there was an address underneath.
It's actually very close to my massage parlor.
After thinking about it, Zhang Yi put away the movie ticket and continued to touch it. After he lifted up his clothes and shook them a few times to make sure there was nothing else inside, Zhang Yi threw the clothes aside.
"He is a noble and honest man."
"ah?"
Yang Yang didn't understand what it meant.
Zhang Yi didn't explain, he just threw the clothes aside with a look of disgust on his face.
The door was left open, maybe because the foreman didn't think it was necessary, or maybe because he thought it was safer, so that he could hide in immediately if there was any trouble.
After the two walked in, Zhang Yi closed the door smoothly.
The foreman's room was different from Yang Yang's dormitory. It was a small apartment with one living room, one bathroom and one bedroom.
Leather sofa, high-end coffee table, and surprisingly, a coffee machine.
This made Yang Yang envious.
In comparison, their dormitory can only be called a pig's nest.
"You take a rest, I'll go find a lantern."
Yang Yang signaled Zhang Yi to sit down and rest first, then he opened the bedroom door and started rummaging.
Zhang Yi walked to the living room and scanned the furnishings in the living room. At this time, he noticed some old photos on the wall.
These photos look very old.
All have a black and white background.
A family photo of an employee appeared in Zhang Yi's sight.
The background of the photo is the hotel entrance.
Under the signboard of [Fu Lai Restaurant], every employee is energetic and smiles from the heart, making people feel that this restaurant has a human touch.
Zhang Yi glanced at the faces of every employee above.
The foreman was quickly found.
The foreman in the photo is wearing a white shirt. He is very tall, but not as thin as he is now. He has short hair and is very energetic.
Compared with the foreman I saw, this is a vivid person.
Assistant Chef Dong stood next to the foreman, with a chubby face, a chef's hat on his head, and a large spoon with vegetable leaves in his hand.
Although he was taking pictures, his eyes were looking behind him, as if there were still vegetables burning in the pot.
Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing when he saw his funny look.
In the lower left corner squatted four young people, Yang Yang, Xiao Zhang and the others.
Behind the four people stood a girl with big braids.
The girl put her hand on Xiao Zhang's head in a funny way and made a bunny ear sign.
Very heartwarming photos.
But Zhang Yi didn't find Mr. Tang inside.
"Zhao Man!"
Yang Yang's shout came from the room.
After Zhang Yi walked into the room, he saw a wall with various lanterns hanging on it.
"Which one of these lanterns do we want?"
Various lanterns were hung neatly on the wall, which was dizzying just looking at them. As for which one they needed, it was even more confusing.
"this……"
Yang Yang looked at the lantern in front of him, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He had only seen it a few times and had some impressions, but it was really difficult for him to find that one among so many lanterns.
Zhang Yi already knew the answer when he saw Yang Yang's troubled expression.
Zhang Yi stared at the wall for a while before feeling dizzy.
Just when Zhang Yi and Yang Yang didn't know what to do, they suddenly heard a hoarse laughter in the room: "I know, I can help you."
"who!"
The sudden sound startled Zhang Yi and the two of them. They looked around hurriedly, but did not see anyone else.
Yang Yang even took a small step back and hid behind Zhang Yi.
"I was under your feet and you stepped on me."
Zhang Yi lowered his head, and through the eyes of ghosts and gods, he could clearly see a vague humanoid outline on the thick wool blanket under his feet.
"Are you a rug??"
Zhang Yi quickly took a few steps back.
Yang Yang, who was hiding behind, seemed to have remembered something. He stuck his head out and looked at the carpet carefully: "Are you Sun Di?"
"You know him?"
"Well, he used to be a waiter in the store, but after he contradicted the foreman, he was..."
Yang Yang stopped talking at this point.
Instead, the carpet squirmed a few times and continued for Yang Yang; "It was made into a carpet."
Sun Di's voice was calm: "Don't worry, I won't harm you. The lantern in the third space on the left is the lantern you are looking for. Take it."
Zhang Yi motioned Yang Yang to get the lantern with his eyes, while he squatted down: "Is there anything you need our help with?"
"No, you have already killed that old beast for me!"
Although he was in the room, Sun Di could feel the foreman's death and the curse on him disappeared. This is the best proof.
Even if Zhang Yi and the others did not kill the foreman, they would still be willing to help as long as they were against the foreman.
"Well...but I have a small request."
"Okay, what do you want to do?"
"If possible, set a fire before leaving."
Sun Di's voice was very calm, so calm that it made people feel desperate.
The process of being made into a living carpet is unknown, but Zhang Yi can imagine Sun Di's pain.
"good!"
He nodded and agreed.
At this time, Yang Yang had already taken down the lantern from the wall, looked at it carefully and nodded excitedly: "Yes, that's the lantern!"
The lanterns are made in a very antique style, with ingot covers, treasure caps and exquisite shapes, giving people a special sense of beauty.
There are two peonies on the light yellow lampshade.
In addition, Zhang Yi also noticed some blood stains on the lamp handle.
It should have been on the foreman's injured hand before.
"Now that we have found the lantern, let's go to the third floor now."
Without further ado, it would be best to find Zhang Shulai's shrine as soon as possible. Zhang Yi did not dare to delay any longer, after all, he did not know what was going on next.
"OK!"
Yang Yang nodded.
"Hey! Don't forget to help me." Seeing the two of them leaving, Sun Di immediately reminded them.
"good!"
Zhang Yi rummaged in the room and found a lighter, then found some paper towels, balled them up, and walked to the carpet.
"Are you sure? Maybe you have other opportunities."
"I'm tired."
"Why!"
Zhang Yi sighed, pressed the lighter, and lit the paper in his hand.
"Don't think about it anymore. We have welcomed the Kitchen God. Maybe the Kitchen God will help you restore your original state."
Yang Yang looked at the flames on Zhang Yi's hand and said unbearably.
Sun Di didn't respond.
Yang Yang turned his head and looked out the door, unable to bear to look any further.
"Go well."
After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he was about to throw the burned paper in his hand on the blanket.
At this time, Yang Yang, who turned his head to the side, suddenly saw something, his eyes gradually widened, and he grabbed Zhang Yi's shoulder with one hand: "Zhao Man, wait!"
"Um?"
Zhang Yi looked at him doubtfully, but saw Yang Yang pointing to the door outside the bedroom.
Looking in the direction Yang Yang pointed, the door handle on the door was shaking gently, making a clicking sound.
Someone is opening the door!
Zhang Yi's pupils tightened, he quickly threw the flame in his hand on the floor and stamped out the flame with one kick.
"Kakakaka..."
After twisting the door lock several times, there was no sign of it being opened.
Who is it?
Mr. Tang?
Or another waiter?
Or...
Zhang Yi subconsciously looked at the small window above the door, but when he saw the small window, his face suddenly turned pale.
A bright red tentacle was pressing against the glass of the window. The top of the tentacle was split open, and an eyeball was exposed, staring at him through the glass.
At the same time, a woman's joking laughter came from outside the door:
"Hey, I was discovered by you!!"
The moment the voice fell, the door suddenly shook violently.
"Kick-kick-kick!!!"
The door handle seemed to have been violently twisted repeatedly.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Open the door quickly!"
"Open the door!"
The woman's voice has gone from excitement to madness, and the sound of the doorknob has become more urgent.
Zhang Yi froze in place, feeling as if a centipede was crawling up his spine, then clawing hard at his scalp, chilling his head to the soles of his feet...
ps; you can help me brush up on the several floors in the comment area. I am working hard to update them...
