I wanted to chase in, but was stopped by the gatekeeper with a righteous face.
Looking at the scrutinizing eyes of the uncle, I could only temporarily suppress the doubts in my heart and explain.
"Master, I want to go in and have something to do with Editor Li and Editor Zhou."
The uncle looked me up and down, snorted noncommittally, and returned to his own hut.
I was confused, whether it was agreeing or rejecting, I glanced at the closed electric door, probably it meant rejecting.
I was thinking about what to do, but I didn't expect that Editor Li and Editor Zhou who had rushed in just now rushed out again.
I watched the two people walking in front of me in confusion. Of course, I mainly watched Editor Li, which made me feel strange.
In my eyes, Editor Li is no different from ordinary people. He is beyond normal.
Seeing the two editors coming out, the gatekeeper wanted to open the door, but was rejected by Editor Li.
The two looked at me through the door for a long time before Editor Zhou asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
I frowned, glanced at Editor Li on the side, and then replied, "Of course it's human, Lao Zhou, how did you get out?"
Instead of talking to Editor Li, I found Editor Zhou who had been relatively taciturn.
In my impression, editor Li, who died once, is not credible.
Editor Zhou seemed surprised by what I said, but he greeted the uncle and opened the door.
When we walked to the last restaurant and sat down, Editor Zhou whispered, "Didn't you fall into the sink?"
Me, fell into the pool, I glanced at Editor Li again, and replied: "Editor Li told you?"
At first I thought it was an illusion deliberately created by Editor Li, but Editor Zhou shook his head.
"We all saw it. It was agreed to go down to the sedimentation tank together, but just as you walked up to the stairs, the stairs suddenly broke. We called you for a long time and there was no response."
As soon as Editor Zhou finished speaking, Editor Li continued, "Yeah, those damned workers, we asked them to go down to save you, but they still charged money. I gave them 50,000 yuan, but I couldn't find them when I went down. We were all terrified when it came to you."
"What are you talking about?" Editor Zhou gave Editor Li a dissatisfied look, and said to me, "How did you escape?"
I already understood that what I saw was different from the two, but I didn't know what went wrong.
I didn't answer in a hurry, but started to speak slowly. I heard different experiences from the two of them.
The legend of the sewers still exists.
But after we met, the plot took a huge turn.
According to the two of them, we chatted very happily that day, and we went to the sewer together, and the lights in the sewer were always on, and we didn't see any ghosts.
Because I was curious about the legend of the sewer, I went to see the relevant drawings of the sewer.
After entering the sewer, I have been leading the way.
I easily took the two of them to the location of the sedimentation tank, and I also told them the legend of the sedimentation tank.
So we met to go to the sedimentation tank to have a look, and I was the first to go.
But I only took one step, and the ladder of the sedimentation tank broke for some reason. The two returned to the company after spending money to ask workers to find me but failed.
That's why when they saw me, they showed such surprise and fear, because both of them thought I was dead.
After listening to the whole process, I didn't speak, but picked up the tea and drank it one after another.
There are many loopholes in their words, such as the existence of no mummy, such as why so many lights are installed in the sewer, and why there is no water in the sewer.
But I didn't ask about these, because I knew that even if I asked, there would definitely be a set of arguments waiting for me.
Believe it or not, just give me a plausible reason.
I'm almost sure again that this is an illusion, but for some reason, my heart becomes less firm.
Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, Editor Li couldn't bear it, and asked tentatively, "You, are you okay?"
I woke up and shook my head.
Editor Li looked at me worriedly: "Did you fall and hurt, I have a friend in the hospital."
I continued to shake my head, smiled wryly and said, "I'm fine. No need to go to the hospital."
My body is indeed fine, but it is my heart that is troubled, and I feel that my heart is already confused.
Because I can't believe my eyes, I can't even believe my memory.
Without answering any of their questions, I left the two editors and returned directly to the ghost building, which is a ghost building in this world.
From one city to another, I saw more people and things, and the concept of illusion gradually became blurred.
When I tried to get through to my mother's phone and heard my mother's surprised voice on the phone, I really believed that this was the real world.
If it weren't for the awl on the back of my hand and the 36 mummies inside, I think I would be really lost.
In this world, all people still exist.
I still bought the ghost building, met Wu Jian in an accident, and my mother and Goddess Yan are still friends.
Goddess Yan is no longer a witch, but has transformed into my matchmaker, and the girlfriend she introduced to me is Lulu.
Not ghosts, but real people.
Sister Hua is the owner of the flower shop next door to me. Yan'er and Chang Shanren are married, and they opened a mobile phone shop opposite me.
Aunt Li and Xiaolingdang's grandfather and grandson run a small restaurant. Many people who are familiar with the ghost building are just small vendors on this street.
There are no ghosts here, everything, including the underworld, are just legends.
It is so similar to the life in the real world before I came into contact with the three photos.
Although, the ghost cone and the mummy kept reminding me to wake me up.
But I don't know why, but I am obsessed with such a simple life.
Half a year later, amidst the sound of firecrackers, Lulu and I got married.
Sister Hua, Aunt Li, Yan'er, Xiaolingdang, Fenghuang, etc. All my acquaintances came to my wedding. I also met Lulu's grandmother, but it was not Granny Meng, but a kind old lady from the country.
Another year later, Lulu gave birth to a big white fat boy. I named him a very feminine name, Wu Die.
Because I don't know whether I am Zhuang Sheng dreaming of butterflies or Die dreaming of Zhuang Sheng.
Wu Die grew up day by day, and his mother and the others were also getting older day by day.
I am very worried about their departure, even I think, if they die, I will end this illusion and return to reality.
However, on the eve of my mother's critical illness, there was a major breakthrough in medicine. Not only did my mother recover, but the average life expectancy of human beings increased to 200 years.
In such a long time, the mummy has spoken faster and more fluently, and advised me countless times, but I am reluctant to live such a peaceful life.
Because I'm going to be a grandpa soon.