"Fatty!" Yu Jiatang ran towards the direction of the voice.
There is no furniture in the small black room, and I don't know how the fat bird did it. It wrapped itself into a bird dumpling with curtains.
After the curtain was pulled open, the fat bird lay there like a dead bird.
Probably due to psychological effects, Yu Jiatang felt that the color of the fat bird's feathers was not as bright as before.
After being smoked all night, Fat Bird was released from the small dark room ahead of time because of a blessing in disguise.
Master Jiuying is worthy of being a master, his determination is far superior to others, and he still does not change his expression in the face of all kinds of embarrassment, as if he was not the one who fired the "gas bomb" yesterday.
"The most important thing now is to find the source of the ghost's disappearance. Didn't Hei Ni chase it before because there was a 'black hole crack'?" Officer Lu asked.
"That's right." Qiao Jun replied for Yu Jiatang, "It's just that the time of appearance was very short. If Hei Ni was not fast enough, I'm afraid it would be too late to save those two little demons."
"What kind of energy is devouring them? And those who disappeared before, why did they all become spirit bodies? Where did their bodies go?" Officer Lu walked back and forth in the living room, thinking about these doubts over and over again.
Yuan Tuantuan suddenly said, "Actually, I have a feeling..."
"The devouring energy comes from the same source as the energy that creates our 'phenomena'."
"Why do you feel this way?" Qiao Jun asked in surprise. What Yuan Tuantuan said suddenly gave him a very bad premonition...
"I don't know either."
"It may be that both of them give me the same sense of familiarity. In short, for those of us who are 'created', we must have a sense of the original energy."
Yu Xiang said with a face full of disbelief: "This is too mysterious? One is to create energy, and the other is... to destroy? Then why is the latter targeted at irrelevant creatures?"
Officer Lu looked at him speechlessly: "You are a fish spirit yourself, and you still say it's too fantasy..."
Yu Jiatang, who hadn't spoken much, said aloud: "Let's make a hypothesis...assuming that the energy that creates the 'phenomenon' and the energy of another location come from the source, then this means...both things are inseparable from Da Qiao. , even... maybe only Big Joe can change it."
Qiao Jun's bad premonition became stronger: "... What do you mean, baby?"
"How to change? Change the plot? But I didn't write the plot of these ghosts disappearing, and there is no way to change it!"
Yu Jiatang bared her teeth as if mocking his naivety of shoveling shit: "No, no, I think another kind of energy should be 'swallowing' or absorbing, and it doesn't come from the novels you have finished. Rather, it comes from…”
"Your unfinished novel." In other words, it is probably caused by your sinkholes, Big Joe!
Qiao Jun was in a mess, he refused to admit this statement: "This is ridiculous, this is absolutely impossible..."
"It's also absurd that things in your novels will appear in reality. Before you, I thought it was absolutely impossible." Officer Lu said, "But in fact, it just happened."
Qiao Jun wanted to struggle again: "Hei Ni, you are just guessing without evidence..."
"It's easy to ask for evidence." Yuan Tuantuan ran to the study and brought over the laptop that Qiao Jun used when writing, "Come on, you fill in the gaps in a short story first, and see if there will be any changes." .If nothing changes."
Qiao Jun: "..."
"Calm down, everyone has experienced exam-oriented education, we should proceed from reality, we can't..."
Yu Jiatang jumped onto the sofa and lay gracefully on her side, and then blocked Qiao Jun's last struggle with one sentence.
"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth."
Qiao Jun: "..."
Master Jiuying, Police Officer Lu and Fat Bird will go out to patrol during the day to see if there is a "black hole crack" that intends to swallow ordinary people or ghosts.
Yu Jiatang and Yu Xiang stayed at home and took turns watching Qiao Jun fill in the pits.
When it's time, let him out to cook and have a rest.
What Qiao Jun was filling out was a short story he had written in a magazine. At that time, he couldn't write it down, so he didn't write any more. Some readers thought he was unfinished, and some simply regarded it as an open ending.
It is reasonable to say that it would be difficult to write it again after three years, but Qiao Jun finished the short story in one day, and sent the manuscript to the editor of that magazine back then.
"Mr. Qianjun, after I got married and had children, I stopped working as an editor at XX magazine, so your manuscript has to be handed over to the editor who is in charge of this column now."
Qiao Jun: "..." This was just a pitfall three years ago, why did the editor's words make him feel as if he had passed away
All he had to do was revise, not necessarily publish it. Qiao Jun didn't contact the editor of the magazine for the time being.
"How is it? Does it work?" Qiao Jun asked after everyone else came back.
"I don't feel any changes yet, but you just filled out a short story, and it's just finished, wait and see tomorrow." Officer Lu said.
Because of Lao Lu's words "wait and see tomorrow", Qiao Jun had nightmares all night. He dreamed that his pits were the culprits that caused countless ghosts and ghosts to disappear inexplicably, and then he was locked in a small black room by everyone. In Li, he kept writing every day, and even had little time to eat and sleep. He has been writing for many years, and his hair has turned white...
"Big Joe! Wake up!" Yu Jiatang jumped on Qiao Jun's face and patted Qiao Jun's face with a cat meat pad.
Qiao Jun opened his eyes suddenly, and it took him a long time to realize that he was in the room, and then sat up from the bed with the black-footed cat in his arms.
"Did it bother you? I had a nightmare just now, it was a bit scary..." Qiao Jun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice.
Yu Jiatang shook his head: "It's okay for you to have nightmares, it's just..."
"I don't know if it's because I've been too sensitive these days. I always felt that there was something in the room before."
"And more than one."
Qiao Jun's face was slightly stern, Yu Jiatang would doubt himself, but Qiao Jun would not doubt the sensitivity of cats.
Since he feels something is wrong, there must be something abnormal.
Qiao Jun looked around the bedroom, from the door, to the walls, to the windows...
Qiao Jun walked to the window. It was early morning, and it was raining outside. The rain was not heavy, but because of the wind, those raindrops were swept into the room by the wind the moment Qiao Jun opened the window.
"Heini, come and see!"
Qiao Jun pointed to a dent on the window sill, the dent was very shallow, if it wasn't for the rain that swept in and fell into the dent, Qiao Jun wouldn't have noticed it.
"This shape..." Yu Jiatang looked at the window sill in astonishment and said, "Why does it look like a finger?"
When was this fingerprint
Yu Jiatang remembered that he squatted on the windowsill for a while before going to bed, and walked back and forth on the windowsill many times. He can be sure that there was no such trace at that time, otherwise he would definitely have found it. The cat's meat pads are very sensitive. If there is a difference in the touch under the feet, no matter how subtle it is, you can feel it immediately.
Originally, Qiao Jun wanted to sleep back in the cage, but now he can't find sleep.
As soon as you close your eyes, that inexplicable handprint will appear in front of your eyes.
In this room, or in other words, in the entire house, there may have been a spirit body or an unknown existence.
And the intention is unclear.
The time when the abnormality appeared was too coincidental, just after he filled a hole.
"Is it true that as you guessed, the appearance of that kind of energy is caused by my pits? Otherwise, why are you so anxious to scare me? I'm afraid I'll fill up the pits?"
The next day, Qiao Jun didn't need police officer Lu to urge him. He began to type early in the morning after dinner.
Things are accumulating in the company these days, as if he had used up the annual leave that he had accumulated for a long time.
This time he filled in a long-form pit. When this article was cheated at the beginning, many readers called it a pity, because he cheated at the end.
Qiao Jun filled in the pit at a rate of more than 10,000 words per day, and finished this pit before the end of Master Jiuying's holiday.
During this period, strange things happened more and more frequently in the house. Fortunately, Master Jiuying and the real monster Yuxiang were in charge, so they could basically find the reason and find out the perpetrator very quickly.
Most of the perpetrators are spirit bodies covered in black mist like Zhou Yun, and occasionally there are monsters with black mist on their bodies.
The crime team sent Qin Guanghuayuan to protect the members of Qiao Erye. News came that the detectors had not recorded Zhou Yun's appearance in the past two days, and it seemed that he had disappeared again inexplicably.
When Qiao Jun finished writing this long novel, the strange phenomena that had appeared one after another before suddenly subsided.
"Don't stop, keep filling!" This was the first sentence Police Officer Lu said to Qiao Jun after he came back from the outside.
"Yuxiang and I walked around outside today, but we didn't encounter a crack attack. The number of recorded missing ghosts is decreasing."
This is good news, but Yu Jiatang is not happy.
"The devouring energy is caused by the pits written by Qiao Jun. As long as he fills in the pits, that energy will become weaker and less, but what about 'creation'?"
"There are so many plots and characters in Qiao Jun's novels, will the 'phenomenon' appear continuously in the real world?"
Qiao Jun came out of the study, rubbed his tired eyes and said, "No, that's not the case."
"When I was filling in the pits, I compared my books and the plots, and found one thing... The 'phenomena' that have appeared so far are all from my writing... unfinished, or stories with open endings that are too boring for readers .”
"Or the role or setting of the 'phenomenon' itself, which is more confusing to readers. For example, last time I met a company that appeared in my novel. That company was actually a company that was cannon fodder by villains, and... I just went to the end of the holiday. Master Jiuying who went to school."
Police Officer Lu said with a blank face: "In the novel, you failed the role of Master, the character with the highest combat value. On the contrary, no one else failed, no matter how weak they were."
"To be honest, this is what I admire the most about the master. He didn't beat you up with a sack."
"No, that's because I don't have the memory of the plot, and I haven't read the book." A familiar child's voice suddenly came from the door.
"But I know now :)" Yuan Tuantuan thanked Yu Jiatang for opening the door for him, then walked in and threw his schoolbag on the sofa.
"Come on, Big Joe, let's talk about life."