บท 314: 314

Truly ghostly!

Realizing that the red straw man had disappeared again, Fu Qian inconspicuously withdrew his gaze.

Indeed, this was far from the only oddity.

In just a short moment, the entire hotel was undergoing changes.

The corridor that had been straight and flat just now, when looked upon at this moment, had turned into a downward slope, its destination unknown.

At the same time, various strange patterns had emerged on the deep red carpet.

The patterns, almost half a palm in width, were significantly brighter than the surrounding environment, and they varied in color and shape.

Swirls, edges, parallel diagonal lines, and various bizarre shapes challenged the imagination, some even extending onto the walls on both sides, dazzling and bewildering to the eye.

Was this the doing of the Magic Mirror?

Fu Qian's brow furrowed slightly.

The scene before him undoubtedly indicated that the hotel had become unusual.