Meng Nan slowly sat up and found that he was lying on a big bed. Opposite the big bed was a TV and a computer. Judging from the decoration, it should be a hotel.
Through the TV screen, Meng Nan could clearly see herself and the figure standing beside the bed.
The figure seemed to realize that Meng Nan had noticed him, turned his head slightly and glanced at the TV screen, then slowly walked away from the bed and walked into the bathroom.
After calming down, Meng Nan quickly packed up his clothes and went to the hall downstairs.
At this moment, Xia Wenqing, Chen Ruier, and Xu Wei are all in the hall, and there are five new faces beside them.
"Meng Nan." Xu Wei saw Meng Nan coming downstairs and hurriedly waved Meng Nan over.
When Meng Nan came to the crowd, Xu Wei looked at the waiter not far away and whispered to Meng Nan: "These are the newcomers this time. They were about to leave here, but we stopped them."
"Your name is Meng Nan? Are you their leader?" At this time, a man nearly two meters tall walked up to Meng Nan.
When Meng Nan heard the man's words, he was slightly startled, glanced at Xia Wenqing and the others, and then said calmly: "Yes."
"You said this is a horror movie world? Nineteen levels of hell? We are the sinners in hell?" The man's eyes showed a fierce light, and his muscles bulged slightly, as if Meng Nan would take action if he answered even slightly wrong.
"That's right." There was no change on Meng Nan's face.
"Haha, do you really think we are three-year-old children? Why don't you ask me who Zheng Zuntian is! How dare you fool us like this!" Zheng Zuntian said, grabbing Meng Nan's collar and lifting Meng Nan up.
He stood up and said, "This is a variety show, right? Where is your director hiding? Tell him to get out, or I will kill him!"
"If you really didn't believe it, you would have left long ago." Meng Nan's expression remained unchanged.
He could tell that although Zheng Zuntian looked fierce, he actually had no murderous intent.
"You..." After hearing Meng Nan's words, Zheng Zuntian's arm trembled slightly, and then he gently placed Meng Nan on the ground: "As expected of someone who has experienced the world of two horror movies."
"Why did you believe it so quickly?" Meng Nan also felt a little confused.
Speaking of which, Meng Nan has always been surprised. Every new person he met seemed to be very easy to accept his own time travel.
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I have never encountered someone who took the initiative to commit suicide like in the novel.
The first two worlds are easier to say. After all, one encounters ghosts when he goes out, and the other becomes a child directly. You have to believe it even if you don't want to believe it.
But this world is almost exactly the same as the normal world, so why did Zheng Zuntian accept it so easily?
"Because I should indeed be dead." Zheng Zuntian pointed to his heart: "Here, my best brother stabbed me twice. I will never survive!"
Then Zheng Zuntian patted Meng Nan on the shoulder, with what he thought was a warm smile on his face: "I'm sorry, brother, I just wanted to try you."
"It's okay." Meng Nan shook his head, then walked around Zheng Zuntian and came to Xia Wenqing: "Have you given them a rough talk?"
"Yes." Xia Wenqing nodded: "Have you just woken up?"
"About ten minutes or so." Meng Nan thought for a moment and said.
"Ten minutes. It seems that we wake up at different times." Xia Wenqing thought slightly: "Xu Wei was the first to wake up, almost twenty-five minutes ago, followed by Chen Ruier, then these five people, and then me
, and finally you.”
"Is there any pattern here?" Meng Nan looked around.
Except for Zheng Zuntian, the remaining newcomers are three men and one woman.
The three men were a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, a middle-aged man in his forties, and a foreign young man with blond hair and blue eyes.
The woman was a little girl who seemed a little unconventional, probably just coming of age.
"We haven't found any rules yet." Xia Wenqing shook his head: "No rules have been found in terms of the order of awakening or the time interval."
"Yes." Meng Nan nodded: "Can they all remember that they are dead?"
"No, only Zheng Zuntian and this young man can remember it." Xia Wenqing pointed to the young man in his early twenties.
"Hello, Xiaodao Sun Tianzhao." Hearing Xia Wenqing talk about himself, the young man said hurriedly.
"Xiaodao?" Hearing Sun Tianzhao's name, Meng Nan looked at the latter in confusion.
"That's right, Xiaodao was a Taoist priest at Yunying Temple in Qingying Mountain before he died." Sun Tianzhao nodded: "He knows a little bit about Feng Shui and how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune."
"Yunying
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A Taoist priest? He must have some ability." Meng Nan nodded.
"Have you heard of this concept?" This time it was Sun Tianzhao's turn to be surprised.
You must know that Yunying Temple is located in a remote place. It is a real outdoor Taoist temple. Few people enter it. Not many people in the world know about this Taoist temple.
Meng Nan traveled all over the mountains and rivers because of his illness. By chance, he met the Taoist priest of Yunyingguan and got a talisman from his hand. This way he avoided the bad luck of going crazy early.
"Well, I have had several encounters with Taoist Priest Qingsong of Guiguan." Meng Nan said to Xia Wenqing and Chen Rui'er who came over: "Yunying Temple is little known, but its methods are very extraordinary.
He really has the ability to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord." Sun Tianzhao hurriedly packed his luggage: "That is Xiaodao's uncle."
"That's great." Chen Ruier listened to Meng Nan's words and looked at Sun Tianzhao with a smile: "Master Sun, I don't know what you think of this place."
"Miss Chen, please stop calling me that." When Sun Tianzhao heard this, his face suddenly turned red: "But there is so much gloom here, it does seem like there are ghosts and monsters roaming around here."
"This is the world of the old corpse in the mountain village." Meng Nan said straightforwardly: "And I, look, I saw Chu Renmei."
"Old corpse from the mountain village? Chu Renmei?" After hearing Meng Nan's words, the middle-aged man in his forties suddenly shouted.
"Keep your voice down!" Because of the middle-aged man's shout, everyone around him looked here.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The middle-aged man apologized hurriedly: "It's okay to say that this is the 19th floor of hell. It's okay to say that this is a horror movie world, but the old corpse in the mountain village is too scary."
"Um, what's wrong?" Sun Tianzhao looked at the middle-aged man in confusion.
"His name is Chen Xin and he claims to be an agent." Xia Wenqing whispered beside Meng Nan.
"You don't know? What an old corpse in a mountain village!" Chen Xin said to Sun Tianzhao: "In the movie, Chu Renmei was framed by her husband and beaten to death by the villagers. After her death, she turned into a ghost and killed everyone within three days.
66 lives in the village! Later, a child named Xiaoqiang put on a bracelet, which calmed the resentment. Later, Chu Renmei came back, and even Xiaoqiang was killed. It was like a killing machine, killing people without blinking an eye.
O Lord who is disowned by his relatives!"
However, as soon as Chen Xin finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew into the hotel lobby...