Xiao Li now has to make a choice between rushing away and giving up sleeping.
He was actually a little tired today, but thinking that the gap between the dungeons has been stretched recently, every day is ordinary, and he felt a little bored, so he agreed.
Xiao Li got up from the bed, changed clothes, and pushed open the door, all in one go.
When he left the room, Fu Zige was still singing, and one of its microphones was floating in front of the TV, completely covering the voices of the contestants in the program.
"Black pineapple—" It saw Xiao Li come out, and its voice stopped in astonishment.
Xiao Li didn't say anything, and asked it and the others: "There is a supernatural event, do you want to follow?"
The little black cat was sleeping in a lump. It opened its eyes drowsily, turned over, its belly was exposed in the air, and continued to sleep soundly, answering with actions instead of itself.
Tan Li, who was buried in the flowers, slowly walked into Xiao Li's pocket with a familiar gesture.
Fu Zige said timidly: "I won't go there anymore, I'm a humble person, and the past is useless..."
Xiao Li teased it with a half-smile but not a smile: "That's not necessarily true."
The dark microphone's face was visibly pale, and it didn't dare to reject Xiao Li, for fear that the other party would bring itself into the copy again, it asked tremblingly, "Is it in reality?"
Xiao Li nodded.
Fu Zige sighed for a while, and finally, under Xiao Li's impatient ultimatum, he turned off the TV and ran into Xiao Huangben.
At this time, there were no more buses going to Shili Road. Zhou Ying, a teenager who was addicted to the Internet, simply used Didi to call a taxi. Ten minutes later, the taxi arrived at the destination.
Before going out, Xiao Li didn't have time to trim his hair. He looked around, took a hat from the entrance, put it on, suppressed the disobedient hair, and walked down.
It seems inconvenient to not have a car.
When looking for the taxi at the gate of the community, Xiao Li thought thoughtfully, it would be better to have a chance to operate it in the future, let Tan Li get a certificate or something, buy a car, drive the night car at night, or call Shen directly. Mirage of…
Thinking of this, he sent Shen Mizhi a message.
"Dududu-" The taxi parked in front saw the boy's figure, flashed the lights, and signaled to the other side.
Xiao Li opened the car door. He had a lot of things, so he chose to sit in the back row. The driver asked for the address in detail, stepped on the accelerator, turned his head and drove in the right direction.
Xiao Li leaned against the car window, the car window was half open, and the night wind rushed in at the speed of the car.
With the occurrence of supernatural events, the whole reality seems to have changed.
In the original season, although it could not be called the high air of autumn, at least it would not be as gloomy as it is now. It lasted for several days, and the dark clouds weighed down, as if wrapped in a huge black cloth on the horizon, obscuring all the stars. with the moon.
In the past, the night in the city would make people feel gentle, but now even after 24 hours of open entertainment venues, it only makes people feel depressed and bleak.
In such a dark night, if there is no light, one will not see five fingers, which may be fine when there are many people, but once you are alone at night, this feeling will be more obvious than before.
This stark contrast is best understood by the taxi driver who runs the night car.
The driver this time was a middle-aged man with a bald head. When the passenger at the back just got into the car, he was good at chatting and greeted him warmly, but the other party responded in a mild manner.
He turned on the radio in the car, played a song, and after a while, he couldn't help but ask: "Little brother, are you going to Shili Road so late? It's quite far over there, are you going to see a friend? "
The dark-haired young man sitting in the back row gave a casual "um".
Seems like a bad communication.
The driver's brother sighed in his heart, and he shut up again, but he likes to ask questions on weekdays, and he also has a hobby of observing customers. Now he is waiting for a traffic light at a certain intersection, and he can't help saying: "This I don't know what happened to the weather, especially at times like this, when there is basically no one on the road. I felt a white shadow in front of me several times, and I almost hit it. No one at all, which is really weird."
The passenger in the back who had been facing out of the car finally looked up at him: "It's not very safe recently, try not to go out at night."
"Ah?" The driver brother said blankly, "Why?"
The passenger said: "It's easy to be haunted."
After saying this, he lowered his head and played with his phone.
"Brother, aren't you joking, where are there ghosts these days? Hahaha..." The driver's eldest brother's laughter became weaker and weaker. He didn't get a response from the passengers in the back seat, and secretly observed him through the rearview mirror.
The boy's hat was pressed down very low, only revealing his delicate chin, and he couldn't see his face clearly.
And maybe because of his sitting position, a strange doll appeared from his pocket. It didn't look like ordinary Barbie dolls on the market. Look scared.
The driver's elder brother's hair stood up all over his body, and, I don't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that the mobile phone of the passenger in the back seat had automatically switched the screen before he pressed it. The pesticide mobile game interface has switched to WeChat…
At this moment, many urban legends flashed in his mind.
He clenched the steering wheel tightly, and didn't dare to speak to rush the person behind to get out of the car. He could only accelerate frantically, hoping to reach his destination earlier.
Under the rapid speed of the driver's brother, the journey of half an hour was shortened to a quarter of an hour. He looked at the road sign of "Ten Mile Road", stepped on the brakes, and heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't even dare to ask for money. The elusive passenger gets out of the car.
Xiao Li made the payment in the backstage of Didi, and with the automatic sound of "Alipay has arrived, thirty-", he pushed open the door and got out of the car.
The driver's brother let out a sigh of relief. He took advantage of turning his head to look at the passenger's back, and found that he was walking towards the gate of an old-fashioned community on Shili Road, and the puppet lying in his pocket was Bi Fang. Another movement, as if staring at him!
He sucked in a breath and recalled the tone of the man saying "there's a ghost", and he decided to reduce expenses recently and stop working night shifts.
The detailed address Wang Huai gave to Xiao Li was an old-fashioned community. It was a retired teacher's apartment.
When Xiao Li came over, Wang Huai and the others were standing downstairs in Building No. 7. Xiao Li glanced at him. Apart from the old Wang he was more familiar with, there was Ye Lingshi, whom he had not seen for a long time, and two others. Strangers he didn't know.
Ye Lingshi looked at the stranger walking towards them hesitantly. He couldn't see the face of the other party, but when he saw the doll, he confirmed his identity and greeted the other party friendly: " Sherlock, long time no see."
Xiao Li nodded.
"When I saw you for the first time, I didn't think you would be like this." Ye Lingshi sighed, "My brother with the eyes above the top keeps telling me about you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Huai raised his chin lazily: "This is not the time to reminisce, Sherlock, the other two, Ye Ziye, and Sun Jiaming."
The two gave Xiao Li a friendly smile.
Ye Lingshi continued: "Long story short, hurry up, in response to the recent supernatural incident, we have set up a forum, so that ordinary people who are haunted by ghosts have a chance to ask for help, and we will try our best to come to help according to the number of staff. They are also investigating the reason for the appearance of these ghosts."
"Everyone knows that ghosts in general reality are very weak, and they certainly don't have as powerful resentment as a dungeon. Therefore, ordinary seniors can handle it with props. There have been no casualties, and many people don't mind helping ordinary people. "
"But according to our investigation, the intensity of ghosts in reality has gradually increased, more than twice as strong as half a month ago. If it continues like this, it's really hard to say, we must hurry up to solve it, or... Take it easy."
"Here is a recent case that attracted our attention. It was a detail she said when she asked for help."
"See for yourself, she lives on the fourth floor of this building."
Ye Lingshi turned on his phone, transferred to the forum for help, and handed it to Xiao Li.
[Masters, please help me, I have encountered a strange thing.]
[Yes, this incident did not happen to me, but to a writer I follow.]
[I have been following him for a long time, and I have been chasing each of his articles. They have always been written very nicely. I like them very much. Very hardworking, but since last week, he suddenly stopped working!]
[There was no sign before the break, everything was sudden.]
[Then from the day before yesterday, he appeared again and updated a chapter, but the newly updated chapter has no connection with the context at all. It turned into a short horror novel. This novel is not at all the writer's usual style of writing. It was written by a different person.]
[Just yesterday, he followed the horror novel that suddenly appeared, updated a chapter, and at the end of the new chapter, a strange symbol appeared.]
[I checked and couldn't find it at all. I was worried that this was the writer's distress signal, but it was useless to call the police. It was said that the writer was alive and well. I thought it was very strange. A classmate recommended this forum to me, I hope you can help me and her.]
The helper took a screenshot of the symbol, and Xiao Li narrowed his eyes when he saw it, which was very similar to the symbol he found on Fu Zige's side before.
Ye Lingshi said: "I tried to call her, she answered, but some things were unclear on the phone, so I made an appointment to find her."
Xiao Li asked back, "In the early morning?"
Ye Lingshi pondered that it was wrong, he shrugged and said, "She made an appointment, saying that it is only at this time that her parents sleep before she has time to come out."
Xiao Li returned the phone to the other party, Ye Lingjian opened the message box, and sent a message to the helper upstairs, he raised his head and said, "She asked us to go up."