Chapter 79 Elevator
Tang Wenxu put Yuan Man's pork ribs and lotus root soup on the table. "I don't believe in any black magic in the world." "Wow, it's so hot." Jiang Zhou followed closely and placed two plates of hot dishes next to the hot soup. "It smells so good. Why are you all standing here?" "Here, chopsticks." Shen Nanzhi distributed the chopsticks. Chen Yanchu noticed that the seven-color flowers were inserted into the vase that came from nowhere, and hummed in confusion. "The empty vase I just took from the screening room. It would be a pity for such a beautiful flower to wither." When Zhao Rongsheng spoke, his eyes were as charitable as ever. Lu Ping choked: "You old man, you dare to play with things of unknown origin." "Speak with respect." Yan Chan, who had always been taciturn, spoke up to him. "Blind man! What did you say?" Jiang Zhou held him back. "You are a grown man, it is too embarrassing to argue with a girl." The atmosphere was tense. Until the old man picked up a big dish with chopsticks and praised: "The food cooked by girl Yuan Man is so delicious."
"This shrimp is so delicious." Tang Wenxu continued to praise. The praise made Yuan Man's furry head lower again. Chen Yanchu put down the bowl. "I'm sleepy. Let's go upstairs and rest first. I choose room 201. If you need anything, just knock on the door." Lu Ping was surprised. "Selfish, you don't even wash the dishes. You're here to be the boss!" "I'm really dizzy." Chen Yanchu turned pale and walked towards the elevator on the right side of the hall. Zhao Rongsheng said considerately: "If you really feel uncomfortable, let the young man go back to sleep. It may rain for how long." "Evil." Lu Ping bit the end of his chopsticks and looked at the heavy rain outside the glass, "This rain is really scary." Jiang Zhou picked up a chopstick dish. "My right eyelid keeps twitching." "I just want to calm down now. After all, in my mind, I am already dead. If I live a little longer, I will earn it." Yan Chan said calmly as she took out the food from the bowl that Zhao Rongsheng and Yuan Man had given her. Tang Wenxu suddenly said: "I'm a little worried." "Is it because Chen Yanchu is alone in the room?" Shen Nanzhi's voice was not soft. "Hey, you don't really believe that black magic can kill people! There are seven of us sitting here. Who has the chance to do it? Stop being suspicious." As Lu Ping spoke, his eyes suddenly moved between Shen Nanzhi and Yuan Man. "That black-hearted lawyer looked so bad just now. Could it be that you were tampering with the food? Especially you, who said that only one person can survive!" Yuan Man stood up suddenly. "I don't!" "The cooking was not done right." Shen Nanzhi slammed the bowl on the table. "There is something really wrong with the food. How are you still alive? Shouldn't you have died long ago?" "Bitch! How are you talking?" A bowl flew over, hitting Lu Ping's cheekbone and shattering into pieces. Yan Chan said coldly: "Keep your mouth clean." No one could have guessed that Yan Chan could throw so accurately. "Fuck." Lu Ping spat out a mouthful of blood, covered his face and went to the second floor.
Shen Nanzhi also put down the bowl and said casually: "I'm going to room 301 and take a rest first." The elevator is located between the exhibition hall and the screening room, and the display shows that the elevator has stopped on the fourth floor. There is a light blue paper taped to the inside of the elevator. 1. This elevator can reach up to the fourth floor
2. The elevator is prohibited from use at odd hours, such as 21-22 o'clock
Shen Nanzhi's eyelids twitched, feeling an ominous premonition, and immediately walked out of the elevator. Then she heard the bell ringing, and the elevator door suddenly closed and could not be opened again. I almost got locked up. She reacted belatedly. (End of this chapter)