Chapter 1171 Invitation

"No, there should be another body, why... why can't I find it?" Wu Dali looked like a charred corpse, with flesh and blood hanging on his face like dry bark, and the sound he made seemed to come from hell.

Witnessing this scene with my own eyes, the shock it brought was indescribable. I don't know who fired the first shot, and then the gunshots were like firecrackers, and it was out of control.

The person who went down had no time to climb out, and was shot into a sieve by random gunfire.

But Wu Dali, who was hit the most and his body was shattered, seemed to have no feeling. He still lowered his head, swung the tools, and dug the soil one by one, "Where is the body, why can't I find it, why can't I find it?!"

Wu Dali's voice became more and more urgent, and the people around him rolled and crawled, and fled for their lives.

After the police officer who led the team went back, he stayed indoors and was in a state of anxiety all day long. A few days later, late at night, he suddenly had hysteria, shot his wife and children to death with his gun, and set a fire in the bedroom, burning the whole family to charcoal.

Of course, this also included himself.

What's even more bizarre is that according to the recollections of people who have been to the fire scene, when the police officer's body was found, the body was lying in front of a dressing mirror in his home, with his hands flat on his chest, very peaceful.

After a series of events, the rumor that the Roman Hotel was haunted was completely confirmed. For a long time afterwards, many people who did not believe in evil took over the hotel and renovated the hotel one after another, but without exception, in the end, it was completely burned down by a strange fire.

What is shocking is that the number of victims in each fire is one more than the previous one.

And according to rumors, among the charred bodies after each fire, there is one whose identity cannot be confirmed.

This seems to be a curse.

Until a mysterious man appeared, this man stopped outside the hotel for a while, and then found a boss behind the hotel, saying that he had a way to solve the curse of the Roman Hotel.

This man's name has long been unknown, only that he is a man.

The man asked the boss to hire a troupe at a high price, and asked the troupe to stay with him in the Roman Hotel, which had been burned down and had not been renovated yet, for a whole night.

However, the Roman Hotel was notorious, and the local troupes stayed away from it. Even if they were offered 10 times the price, no one dared to spend the night there. But in that era, human life was as cheap as grass, and finally a troupe was forced to follow the man into the hotel.

The man comforted them that as long as they were obedient, nothing would happen. After the matter was completed, he would give them a large sum of money, enough for them to live the rest of their lives in peace. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

At this point, the troupe owner had no choice but to agree.

Following the man's orders, these people built a stage in the most spacious place in the hotel lobby. The stage was not square like a traditional stage, but wide in front and narrow in the back. At the same time, flags with very strange colors and patterns were inserted on the edge of the stage.

What puzzled the people in the troupe the most was that after the stage was set up, the man pulled a large bundle of white cloth and ordered everyone to use the white cloth to circle an area outside the stage.

Finally, he dragged out a bunch of chairs with a burnt smell from the hotel room.

Looking at all this in front of him, the old owner of the troupe showed panic on his face. Unlike those green hands, he was knowledgeable.

The stage was wide in front and narrow in the back, and the flags brought by the man were narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. These were all taboos. The most terrifying thing was that the white cloth the man pulled was a very rough white linen cloth, just the kind used to cover the dead.

Putting these arrangements together, the old troupe master understood everything. This play tonight was not for the living, but for the wronged souls who died here in vain!

This is a ghost play!

After understanding it, the old troupe master found the man, knelt down with a plop, and began to kowtow. While knelt, he begged the man to let them go for the sake of the elderly and children in their troupe. They dared not accept this play. This was not a matter of breaking the rules, but it was their lives!

Most of the troupes that had performed ghost plays ended up in a very miserable way. If there was a mistake in performing for the living, at most they would lose the place, be booed, and destroy the signboard of the business.

But if there was a mistake in the middle of performing a ghost play, it would be a big deal. At the least, they would be plagued by bad luck, and at the worst, they would die on the spot. According to the old troupe master’s experience, no troupe dared to take the job of performing ghost plays for many years.

After hearing the old troupe's words, the troupe was in an uproar. Everyone was talking at the same time, relying on their numbers, and they were ready to tear the man into pieces if he didn't compromise.

But the man was not anxious or angry. He looked at them calmly with a pair of calm eyes, and finally said slowly: "Okay, if you want to leave, I won't stop you."

Hearing this, the troupe members were relieved, packed up their things, and were about to run away.

But the man's next words made them stunned again. The man turned his head and looked at the old troupe who was being supported by someone and was about to leave. He said calmly: "If you leave this door, I guarantee you won't live until tomorrow morning."

A strong man in the troupe threw the luggage on his shoulders heavily to the ground and said angrily: "If you dare to play any tricks, I will fight you!"

The man was still calm, "I will naturally forgive you, but... I don't know if they will." The man looked around the stage.

It was unclear why. There was no one around the stage except them. But when the man looked at them, everyone suddenly felt the temperature around them drop.

The old troupe leader immediately looked at the stage. Soon, as if he realized something, his eyes were filled with fear, his dry face twitched, and then he slapped himself hard.

"Pa!"

"Old troupe leader!" The woman who supported him exclaimed, and the other members of the troupe were also stunned.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I kowtow to all the audience! Since the stage has been built and the chairs for the audience have been set up, our troupe naturally dare not break the contract. Please come on time at night. We are waiting for your arrival!"

"I made a mistake for a moment, please don't blame me, please don't blame me!" The old troupe leader knelt down tremblingly and kowtowed to the surroundings of the stage. The force was so great that it made a "bang bang" sound.

At the same time, other people in the troupe also realized that there are rules for performing ghost plays. You can refuse, but as long as the stage is built and the reception chairs are placed, it means that you have accepted the job and issued an invitation to the wandering ghosts.

Once the invitation is reached, it must not be broken, otherwise the consequences will be borne by yourself.