But he soon realized that this was true. His father rarely lost his temper like this, and how could his wife admit her mistake?

"Twenty years ago, my mother was only in her twenties, so her age would match."

But the problem is that this is too coincidental.

Why did my mother go to this strange hotel alone? There must be some unknown secret hidden in it.

Lin Mo asked his father, "Do you know that my mother came here?" His father shook his head.

His brows were furrowed like the Chinese character "川".

The two looked at each other, and Lin Mo muttered, "Then why is my mother here?"

Dad had slowly calmed down by this time.

There was something inexplicable glimmering in his eyes, as if he had thought of something, but he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Lin Mo asked, and the old man said a little annoyedly: "Wait a minute, let me think about it first."

At this moment, Dad was very excited, and Lin Mo was also very excited.

Dad was excited because he saw his wife who had passed away twenty years ago; Lin Mo was excited because this was the first time he saw his mother. It was said that his mother died of illness right after giving birth to him. As the saying goes, a child with a mother is like a treasure, while a child without a mother is like a weed.

Only Lin Mo himself knows what is involved, the twenty years of missing maternal love, and the pain that comes with it.

It was the same with my dad, he lost his wife at an early age, which only made him more miserable.

At this moment, both men felt a sense of resonance in their hearts, that is, they must get to the bottom of this matter.

At this moment, the curse of the undead is no longer important.

"There are more people in the hotel now. It would be very easy to be discovered if we go in to investigate at this time. I'd better let Ghost keep an eye on it so that we can know in time if there is any abnormal situation."

Lin Mo still looked for the ghosts and asked them to stare at the people who had just entered.

Including my own mother.

Seeing that his father didn't say anything, Lin Mo patted his father on the shoulder and said that he should stay calm at this time and not get excited.

"Don't worry, Xiao Mo. I've experienced more than you do. I know what to do. Now we have to wait. It's best to wait until time goes back to when those people moved in. Only then can we know what happened inside."

At this time, Dad's expression was particularly solemn.

Lin Mo felt that his father must have something he hadn't told him.

About my mom.

Since he had to wait anyway, Lin Mo just made small talk with his father to see if he could get any information out of him.

"We only had one photo of you and mom at home before, and it wasn't clear. I didn't expect to see you in person and see how beautiful mom is."

Lin Mo's words were like a key that opened his father's mouth.

"The wife your father chose, how could she not be beautiful?"

Quite proud of it.

Lin Mo actually knew very little about his biological mother. His father rarely mentioned her in the past. When he occasionally did, he would always talk about other things or simply remain silent. Or he would just sit quietly in front of the window, looking outside, reminiscing in silence.

But this time, Dad seemed willing to speak.

He thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Mo, there are some things I didn't want to tell you before. I always felt that the past is the past, and there are some things I don't know. Speaking out will only cause more trouble. But you saw it just now. That was your mother, and it should be the last time your mother appeared before she died."

Lin Mo heard the problem.

He looked at his father, thought for a while, and suddenly remembered something, and immediately asked: "Didn't my mother die of illness?"

How could a person who died of illness have such a good complexion?

Dad sighed.

"That day, someone called me and said your mother had an accident. When I rushed over, I only saw her body. The medical examination said it was sudden death, but I know it's not that simple. She died on the 23rd, which is tomorrow, our current time."

Lin Mo's pupils shrank.

It is now the evening of the 22nd, which means that in a few hours, my mother will die.

Wait a moment.

My mother left the hotel at around 10 o'clock, and seemed to be unwell when she left. Can it be understood that she experienced something in this hotel, or was attacked by something, which led to her sudden death a few hours later?

Lin Mo also got excited all of a sudden.

The more I think about it, the more possible it seems.

After all, this hotel itself is very strange, and there are several abnormal monsters inside.

There was a murderous look on his face.

"Xiao Mo, didn't you just advise me that the more such things happen, the more we should stay calm. And you have to understand that everything we have seen is just a memory, the memory of this hotel. In this memory, no matter what we do, we can't change the facts that have already happened. So, all we can do is to find out the truth."

Dad is right.

These words were meant to persuade Lin Mo, but also to persuade himself.

Lin Mo nodded and suppressed the violent murderous intent in his heart.

Dad told Lin Mo about some things in the past. Lin Mo didn’t know these things and it was the first time that Dad told him about them.

"Our Lin family is a branch of the Hidden Sect. Your mother is an intellectual and a college student. It is a blessing for our Lin family that I can marry her home."

Lin Mo remembered that his father's highest level of education seemed to be junior high school, and he dropped out of school halfway through.

Aren’t they just elementary school students?

One is an elementary school graduate and the other is a college student. There is absolutely nothing wrong with what my dad said.

"Because of me, your mother is also very interested in weird things. Later I thought about it and realized that this was harmful to her."

Obviously, Dad had long felt that Mom's death was not normal.

I should have investigated it, but to no avail.

Dad talked about the past events in great detail. He was also recalling the past because he had just seen Mom, although he knew it was just a memory.

But for Dad, it was like a shot of adrenaline.

Especially, Dad seemed to have been certain that Mom’s death must be related to her entering the hotel this time, which made him a completely different person than before.

Feel more energetic.

It's also dangerous.

He seemed to have made some kind of decision.

Since there was relatively plenty of time, Dad recounted the past events in detail, including how he and Mom met, how they fell in love, and how they got married.

"When your mother was pregnant with you, she ran around all day with a big belly. I asked her to slow down, but she never listened to me."

A smile appeared on Dad's lips.

It can be seen that that time was probably the happiest time in Dad’s life.

"Your mother liked to eat fish at that time, so I would buy her a fish and steam it every few days. Oh, and she also liked to drink tofu pudding. She said that if she drank more tofu pudding, the skin of her baby would be as white and tender as tofu."

Lin Mo looked at his arm.

It's no wonder that he has had fair skin since he was a child. It turns out it's because of the tofu pudding his mother drank.

"I remember the day you were born very clearly. She said early in the morning that something was wrong with her stomach, and then her water broke. I was so anxious that I buttoned my clothes backwards. I rushed your mother to the hospital, but she didn't give birth the whole day. When she was in pain, she grabbed my hand and kept saying that she regretted it and that if she had known it would be so painful and uncomfortable, she would not have given birth to the child."

Lin Mo was also happy to hear this.

My mother feels like a spoiled young lady.

But this is the truth.

"She said that because it was really painful. She was pushed into the delivery room at around 11 o'clock at night. In less than half an hour, your baby came out."

There were tears in Dad's eyes.

Lin Mo knew that that moment must have been of great significance to his father.

"After returning home, your mother took care of you at night. It was really hard. She couldn't sleep all night and had to hold you. But at this time, she didn't complain. She even said that she would have to talk to you properly when you grow up."

"When you were eight months old, your mother said she had something to do and had to go out for a while. I remember very clearly what she was wearing that day. She said she would be back the next day. But the next day, I received a call saying that she had an accident."

Hearing this, Lin Mo fell silent. He wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them.

Dad was silent for a moment.

Dad regrets it very much.

You can see it.

This regret is mixed with pain, the kind of pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Lin Mo understood, but also didn’t understand.

For him, this can only be a story that is closely related to him, a past, a painful past.

But for Dad, it was real and he experienced it personally.

Especially since he clearly had the ability to turn the situation around, but he didn't do so at the time.

Therefore, Lin Mo found it difficult to understand how deep this regret was.

At this time Lin Mo felt something and looked towards the hotel.

“Something is wrong!”

Lin Mo stood up.

Dad noticed it too and stood up as well.

The two discussed it and sneaked into the hotel.

Old Lu is not at the counter, he may be watching TV in the house.

Lin Mo found the ghost and learned about the situation.

The result was that Lin Mo frowned.

"My mother was in a room with the man with the suitcase who came in at the beginning and two other people who came in later. They seemed to be discussing something."

This is the feedback given by the ghost.

At this time, a strange wave came from Room 15.

It felt like a bronze door had opened in this room.

Exuding from the air was a cold and terrifying dark aura.

"Something happened!"

Lin Mo rushed forward, but his father pulled him back.

"Don't be impulsive. We are in a state of reverse time now. There is no point in you going in. Obviously something has happened in the house, but we can investigate it under normal timeline later."

What dad said makes sense.

Lin Mo knew the rule, and if they went in now, some unexpected changes might happen.

You can't rush this kind of thing.

In reverse time, they will jump back to before the problem occurred, and it will still be too late to come forward at that time.

The two people hid in the corner at this moment, looking at the door of room 15.

About half an hour later, the door opened.

The two men walked out backwards and went back to their own room.

After a while, the door opened again and it was my mother.

She walked out backwards, but she no longer looked as weak as she did at the beginning. She looked very normal. In addition, she was holding a small suitcase in her hand.

Heavy.

I don’t know what’s inside.

She also backed up to the other room.

"Room 15 is the room of the man with the suitcase. There must be something important in the suitcase he brought with him."

Lin Mo said so.

There is no doubt about this.

At this time, something more interesting happened.

Two men walked out of room 12.

One of them, Lin Mo and Dad had both seen, the murderer.

The other party also had a suitcase.

But one day later, when the father and myself in the normal timeline came to the hotel, the murderer was the only one left in Room 12. But now, the murderer looked much more normal, without any resentment or malice.

He came out with another man whom I had never seen before.

Another one exited from room 6.

It was a fashionable and beautiful young woman, the one who was cursed and entangled by the evil spirit, but now there was no curse on her. She was holding a plastic bag in her hand, which seemed to contain spicy hot pot.

She must have bought some food outside and brought it back to her room to eat.

But somehow, he was cursed and entangled by an evil spirit and became a vessel for the evil spirit.

"Xiao Mo, the dark aura that just came out of room 15 contained curses and malice. These things must have affected the guests in rooms 12 and 6."

Dad made this judgment.

Lin Mo also agreed.

It seems that the root of everything is the "accident" that just happened in Room 15.

What exactly happened in there?

Lin Mo's heart was as painful as a cat scratching itself, and he wanted to know urgently.

What happened next was very normal. The order of check-out was that my mother left first, followed by the two mysterious men, and finally the man with the suitcase.

The check-in process was reversed. The man with the suitcase came first, the two mysterious men came last, and my mother came second.

At this moment Lin Mo and his father knew it was enough.

There is no point in going back any further.

The two then entered room 8 separately and corrected the timeline.

Coincidentally, when Dad pushed the door open, he happened to see Mom going upstairs, and the two saw each other.

Lin Mo hid aside, he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

That's because I was afraid that my father would be recognized.

Fortunately, what Lin Mo was worried about did not happen.

My mother just glanced at my father over there, then opened the door and walked in, then closed the door with a bang.

Lin Mo came out from his hiding place and asked his father, "Were you nervous just now? " "No, if your mother recognizes me, I will recognize her. It's no big deal."

Dad is quite open-minded.

Because they already knew what would happen next, Lin Mo and his father agreed that they should just knock on the suitcase man's door.

Whether it's sweet talk, coercion or inducement, you have to find out what's in the other person's suitcase.

When necessary, you can even kill people to silence them.

Anyway, everything here is the memory of the hotel. Lin Mo and his father dare to do anything. If they are pushed to the limit, they can even set fire to this broken place.

Walk over and knock on the door.

After a while, the door opened. The man with the suitcase carefully opened it a crack and asked cautiously who you two were.

What do you do.

As soon as he asked the three words "what are you doing", my father covered the other person's mouth with his hands and pushed him in.

Lin Mo cooperated very well, went in and closed the door.

All in one go.

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