Someone called the inn owner upstairs and said that the water was out of stock in their room. His wife went to find the inn owner, but she didn't return to her and asked her what was going on.

The inn owner apologized repeatedly, but said that he had not seen the guest's wife go downstairs.

The inn repairman has been in the first floor lobby with her. She has called the police because the guests in 205 may have lost their way outside.

The inn is so big, with a total of ten rooms upstairs and downstairs. The man whose wife was missing lives in 203. I just thought that it was also next door to us, but someone knocked on the door.

This time Chen Qinghan raised his hand and signaled me to stay in the room. He walked over and opened the door.

The inn owner knocked on the door. This female boss, who still has a charm, has a particularly enthusiastic attitude towards male customers.

She asked Chen Qinghan if he had heard the guests from 203 next door go out.

"I heard the sound of the door closing, but I didn't hear anything else." Chen Qinghan said.

"Oh, that's disturbing. Is your girlfriend's feet better? Pay more attention to rest. Just tell me if you need anything." The boss put a strand of hair behind his ear and smiled slightly, and there were endless styles.

I stared at the door and saw the boss's expression clearly.

"Thank you." Chen Qinghan thanked politely and then closed the door, as if he had no interest in what was happening outside.

The two people were lost one after another. Although the boss had called the police, the guests in other rooms were still uneasy, especially the man living in 203. He asked the boss to send someone out to find his wife immediately, and he could be heard yelling throughout the corridor.

In fact, his worries are quite reasonable. The fog outside is so foggy that the police car can't drive for a while. However, it is very dangerous to stay outside in this kind of weather. When the fog dissipates, I guess the daylily will be cold.

Some people watched and some were enthusiastic about helping. After a while, the boss organized a team of people searching for people, led by the inn repairman, and went out to find the missing two people.

The boss found them a few bundles of ropes, tied the rope head to the repairman's waist, and tied the other end to a flower pot that was tall at the gate. The others grabbed the rope and walked in a series like when climbing a mountain.

If the rope reaches the end or someone is found, go back to the inn. If there is an emergency, the repairman and the boss will contact you by phone.

I squatted on the balcony and listened to them. When the search team set off, the boss and the people watching the fun also returned to the hall and the two remaining people in the yard.

These two people said they wanted to smoke outside. As soon as the cigarette was lit, one of them said, "It's been seven years again?"

Another man took a sip of cigarettes and said slowly: "Yes, every seven years, seven people."

"35 years... Time flies so fast."

The two of them were unclear and confused, and their nagging conversation attracted my attention.

"Seven people die every seven years?" I asked.

"Yes, um...who?"

"From the second floor, come up and chat~" I waved to the two of them downstairs, but unfortunately the fog was too thick, so they probably couldn't see me.

The inn owner hung flashing lights at the gate, so I could see the outlines of the two people and the red cigarette butts of the cigarettes in their hands.

But the balcony on the second floor was completely submerged in fog, so they didn't notice anyone eavesdropping on them.

"Haha, girl, let's just chat. Don't take it seriously. It's heavy in humidity outside. Go back to the house."

The voices of these two people don’t sound young anymore. Since they don’t want to share the ‘story’ with me, I can continue to eavesdrop.

I discovered the two of them talking in secret, and they immediately pinched out the cigarette butt and asked to go back to the room. I quickly ran back to the house, and Chen Qinghan grabbed me.

"I know it's not safe and run out?"

"You all say I'm the safest, so it's okay to gossip."

"There is no life danger, but there is a danger of exposing your identity. Moreover, the fog is very strange. If you are lost in it, who knows if you can still come out? Chase your drama."

Chen Qinghan said nothing, pressed me back to the computer desk and pressed the headset on my head.

The fog outside is indeed different from the ordinary fog. Besides, it was raining before, so where did the fog come from on rainy days...

Since the fog surrounded the inn, I felt that everything in the world had been swallowed up by it.

Chen Qinghan didn't let me listen to the wall, so I could only check the Internet and check the weather forecast first, but there was no news about the thick fog.

Then I searched for the place name and added the word "death". There were only ten pieces of information that were screened out. I read one by one, but I couldn't find any words related to "Seven Years" and "Seven People".

If there is no information on the Internet, how did the two people know that the "death" tradition in this place has been maintained for thirty-five years?

Unless they are at the scene every time, countless events happen every day in this world, some of which are really interesting.

I like to hear grave robbers telling their "strange criminal history", and I like various unusual "story".

But Chen Qinghan didn't let me go out, and he now became my "guardian".

"Not good, the rope - the rope fell to the ground!" A woman's cry broke the tranquility in the inn again.

I immediately ran to the balcony to watch the fun. This woman was the wife of a member of the spontaneous search team, a member of the team surnamed Li. She had previously disagreed with her husband's participation in the search team.

Maybe she was worried about her husband's personal safety, and the team had just set off and went downstairs to check the situation of the rope.

As a result, I saw the rope falling to the ground, not like someone was pulling it.

Her voice greeted all the other guests in the inn. There were only these people in the inn, and the thick fog put a lot of psychological pressure on people, as if the entire inn was swallowed by a mysterious force.

Therefore, there was a turbulent movement, and the people in the house couldn't sit still. They all gathered at the gate. Someone wanted to pull the rope and pull the rope back.

"Don't move!" At this time, a gray-haired man squeezed into the rope and stopped the person who wanted to pull the rope.

"If they just put the rope at hand for some reason, and you pull it, they will not have any guidance for the return journey." What the man said was reasonable, and the person who reached out immediately retracted his hand.

"That's when an emergency occurs, the repairman should call back." The woman who found the rope fell to the ground said anxiously.

"Humidity in the air can affect electromagnetic waves. The fog outside is too thick, and maybe the signal is disturbed." I recognize the man's voice, he is one of the insiders of the "Seven Years" incident.

"I said I'll wait for rescue. Now, the two didn't find each other, and four more were lost." I didn't know who complained, and I was so excited.

Six were lost in one go, and one was missing, and seven were enough.

If this person is lost in the end, the goal this year is achieved, and if you want to find out the truth, you will have to wait seven years later.
Chapter completed!