Fu family ancient temple.
Fu Wuya swayed the willow branches listlessly. He was not even in the mood to watch TV. As usual, he had protected a bunch of people earlier and should take a good rest to regain his strength. But now the ancestor of the Fu family didn't even dare to take a break, completely throwing aside the rule of "don't listen to what's going on outside the window".
At Fu Wuya's strong request, the Fu family equipped him with a complete set of instant messaging devices.
Professionals came and went. In order to ensure the mental and physical health of both parties, Fu Wuya was covered with various shelters for a week, and a rash almost appeared on the bark of the tree. The strong popularity made him feel uncomfortable all over, and the willow branches were withered a lot.
There was no other way, so Zhong Yi ran away outside. If he didn't understand the whole incident, Fu Wuya wouldn't be able to sleep.
For the Fu family, which is full of loyal believers in the "Great Heavenly Master", Fu Wuya kept this secret that people didn't know how to say. Fortunately, there was Fu Xingchuan outside, so the ancestor would not have to bear the outrageous reality alone.
At this moment, the broadcast screen stopped at Haigu People's Hospital.
The picture shows nine groups of specially designed emergency wards, with exactly five beds. Two of the beds were empty, and the sheets were tucked into the mattresses, flat and wrinkle-free.
Ge Tingting and Lu Xiaohe were placed on the side by the window, with brand names on the bedside. The two girls had lost their former vitality and were like two stiff humanoid frames. Huang Jin's bed is on the other side of the ward - Huang Jin sits cross-legged on the bedside with a gloomy face, playing with the carving knife all the time.
Moreover, the reason why Yin Ren really stayed in Shi'an was tacitly understood by the former Great Heavenly Master and the Fu family.
"'We' will always be together and go back to accompany the old man until the end. You have all those messy procedures and you can do whatever you want. Zhong Cheng said it was all written in the email. He knows this better than me."
Fu Xingchuan, the carrier of Fu Wuya's vision, nodded and turned on the camera openly: "I've received it all. I asked Li Nian. The situation is special now. We will comply with Zhong Cheng's wish and not notify his parents for the time being. .but… "
"You still want to stay in Shi'an?" Huang Jin muttered.
An almost unreal apparition.
[Fu Xingchuan, do you know the "other shore"?]
Faced with these extraordinary declarations, Fu Xingchuan coughed twice and said nothing. He is now just an innocent and injured low-level combat consultant, and has no reason to pay attention to the "outrageous remarks" of his superior employees.
"Zhong Cheng said" appeared in the ward out of thin air. He was wearing the same high-collared white shirt as Yin Ren, and his dark eyes were like two deep wells. Her slightly too long bangs hang down her glasses. From the brand seal on the frame to the sneakers under her feet, every detail is extremely lifelike.
"I received the post-mortem email that Zhong Cheng mentioned. Looking at the address he copied to, you have also received it," Yin Ren said.
He waved his left hand and the air was distorted.
Yin Ren raised his eyes, they were slightly dim compared to the previous brightness.
"There is no 'but'." Yin Ren said, "If you are worried about problems that cannot be concealed—"
Yin Ren did not look at the phantom Zhong Cheng said. He slowly withdrew his hand and let the familiar shadow dissipate instantly.
Yin Ren rarely wears bright colors like white. Right now, he was wearing the sweater Zhong Cheng said and his hair was pulled loosely, giving him a strange sense of oppression.
"As for the person who did it, he must disappear completely."
His tone was so calm that it was a little scary. It's just that his face almost blended into the white linen clothes, and there was a slight redness in the corners of his eyes, which was obviously not as indifferent as it sounded.
During these days, Yin Ren chewed over the memories of the past few months. Memory is like a carving knife, whittling away the details to make them more vivid.
After Fu Xingchuan's "processing meeting" ended, Yin Ren once asked this question.
"Yeah. He's not here. I have no idea about handling electronic data or anything like that. I need help. Whether it's a purposeful attack or a random attack, I want to bring him back."
He sat quietly beside one of the empty beds, as if he was about to move in there.
In the picture, Yin Ren was wearing a high-collar white sweater with a suitcase beside him.
Appearance A-A1, "the other side". Si'an senior executives are accustomed to calling it "the other side." It has been confirmed that the phenomenon C-B4 "Gap", the phenomenon A-D512 "Archives", the phenomenon A-A2 "God's Descent", and hundreds of abnormal phenomena large and small are all related to the "other shore".
No matter in the metaphysical or scientific circles, there is not as much understanding of the “other shore” as there is about black holes. Only those with Charon abilities can truly access the "other shore", and the research they can do is extremely limited.
Why the other side exists, whether there is real life in it, and what impact it has on this world, these are all unknown mysteries. I don’t know why, but it’s always difficult to make progress in research in this direction.
These were supposed to be Shi'an's top secrets.
But Zhong Chengshuo was able to know the existence of the "other shore" through his own efforts.
But now, the murderer is moving and attacking in a "gap"-related manner, which is inseparable from the other side. Regardless of whether Shi'an cares about Zhong Cheng's claims about himself, they must investigate the "disappearance case" that Zhong Cheng said.
After understanding this, Yin Ren only left one paragraph.
[Shi'an always gives us very interesting tasks, this time I want to propose the task myself. His case is mine...whether the attacker is on this shore or on the other side, I will kill him.]
At this moment, Yin Ren's tone was very similar to that then. The man's voice was cold, determined, and filled with disgust like underground lava.
"Since everyone is here, I'll just tell you."
Yin Ren stood there, with majestic evil energy surging around him. Like a translucent giant snake, it kept swimming around his body. This is Shi'an's territory. Countless evil energy monitors surround Yin Ren, and none of them warns.
"This is a disappearance case. Special Task Force 9 has always been very good at tracking missing persons, isn't it?"
At the same time, the missing person turned over hard underground.
The good news is that Zhong Cheng said he has learned how to stand up without a head. Bad news, his head shows no signs of growing back. The broken wound was still wide open, without even a hint of new granulation. That novel and unfamiliar emotion enveloped Zhong Chengshuo all the time.
His thinking seemed to be out of his control, sliding in the wrong direction all the time. Zhong Cheng said he tried to concentrate on thinking, but the annoying emotions disturbed him and he frequently pressed the pause button for his thinking.
Is this "fear"
Turning to the front, he would think that Yin Ren's recent state has not been stable.
If stimulated like this, would that person lose control? If a vicious evil named "Yin Ren" comes to this world, has Haigu City disappeared into a wing-shaped mushroom cloud
terrible.
Turning to the back, he thought again, maybe he wasn't that important after all.
Yin Ren lived for one thousand four hundred years... three hundred and sixty years... no, one hundred and eighty years. And he only spent a few months with that person. At most, he was like a pebble falling into the surging river, making a little splash at most. Maybe that person can come out of the shadows soon, move to Fu's house, and continue to live a comfortable life.
Fu Zhai has a chef who retired from a five-star restaurant, and Yin Ren is the great heavenly master they admire, Zhong Yi. As long as the identity of the evil spirit is concealed, even if it is an evil thing, Yin Ren will receive the same treatment.
This possibility is better, but Zhong Cheng said he felt another kind of vague fear.
He didn't want to be left behind by that person.
Fear was like the cold temperature around him, making his thinking slow and his joints stiff. Zhong Cheng said that he had to adapt to this new feeling little by little. Although it was just a new emotion, it made his whole body feel numb and uncomfortable like needles.
His body wasn't very responsive. Unfortunately, he couldn't tell whether it was a side effect of "fear" or a natural reaction brought about by "death".
Unable to think smoothly, Zhong Cheng said he had to turn over and try to keep his body flexible.
It's not a bad thing to keep active, but unfortunately the space here is too small to do push-ups.
Click.
Just as Zhong Cheng was trying to develop a new way of moving, a slight vibration came from the metal door.
Zhong Cheng said his palms slipped and he almost fell onto the metal wall, but he managed to hold on. It has to be said that after losing the head, it is not easy to control the center of gravity of the body.
He straightened his legs, moved his arms, and returned to the appearance of a corpse.
There was a slight tremor... The footsteps were getting closer and closer. The metal door above his neck shook violently, and the metal warehouse was completely pulled out. The air flow brushed against his chest, but fortunately it was cold enough in the metal cabin, so Zhong Cheng said he wouldn't get goosebumps again.
The air was trembling, and the visitor seemed to be saying something. The cold and wet stuff wiped his body back and forth, Zhong Cheng said trying hard not to tighten his muscles. He wasn't sure if continuing to play dead was a good idea - if the group decided to carve him up for storage, there really wasn't any hope for him.
Gotta know what this guy is talking about, but he has no ears.
It would be great if you could be like Yin Ren, who could grow any organ you want on your body. Zhong Cheng said that he had a sudden idea, and he tried his best to imagine ears growing out of the back of his head.
As a result, there was no change in his body except that his skin almost twitched from the pain.
what to do
If it had been before, he would probably have chosen to accept his fate calmly. At that moment, that fear seized him again regardless of the occasion.
Will the thing attached next moment be a bone saw or a scalpel
Without organs, it can only recognize air vibrations. He has no head and is not sure whether bone conduction will still work, but this is his last hope.
Amid the fear of the unknown, Zhong Cheng said he forced himself to keep calculating.
Focus, focus, focus.
Surprisingly, that fear turned into a stimulant at this moment. He had no heart to beat faster, only skin that was extremely sensitive. Every trace of air flow and every touch became as vivid as a heavy blow.
"Gugu... Wuwu..." A vague tremor stirred his nerves.
The tremors in the air penetrated through the skin, seeped into the cold flesh, and then covered the bones, echoing in his body.
"Hmm... The material is in good condition and there are no signs of decay or mutation... For the time being... no need for dissection..."
It's to check the recording.
"The wound cross-section has been recorded... No special growth was found... Huh... "
"It seems that there are nerves protruding from the section..."
Zhong Cheng said and quickly distracted himself, and the man's voice suddenly became blurry. The sharp metal pressed against the cross section of his neck, and Zhong Cheng said that even the last bit of his attention was lost in an instant.
"I read it wrong?"
The examiner looked carefully at the frozen wound for a while.
It wasn't until he was pushed back to the morgue that Zhong Cheng said he felt relieved... no, let go of a little fear.
He suddenly had a ridiculous idea about his escape plan.
(End of chapter)