As soon as he finished speaking, the body of the female ghost opposite flickered a few times, and the originally nihilistic figure became even darker.
The female ghost in the white dress murmured, losing her previous fierceness: "You...what did you say?"
"I said." Bai Su repeated, "Do you really exist?"
Perhaps this is invisible to ordinary humans, as hallucinations and illusions can blind human eyes and senses, but to Bai Su, the difference between whether he can eat the food in his mouth is quite obvious.
The beef and mutton rolls in hot pot before were at least real, but they were just glossed over.
But the female ghost in the white dress was different. Bai Su had no desire for her at all. She was just a ball of air. No matter how beautiful she was, it was useless. She was so fake that it was easy to judge.
The female ghost was in a daze, and finally completely dissipated under her own disbelieving gaze.
The whole process only takes five or six seconds, a matter of breaths.
Baisu did not stop walking on the way, and he happened to pass by the female ghost when she disappeared.
Poor illusion.
This was just a small episode on the way to find the key. Such episodes would appear again and again, in the form of various minor troubles, slightly delaying the progress of the search, but unable to cause any harm to Bai Su.
Once again grabbing the chopsticks that flew from an unknown angle, Bai Su put his hands down to support the table while taking out a brass-colored key from the cold soup surrounded by flies.
The brass key was covered in oil stains. What was even more horrifying than the key was that Bai Su's hands had been burnt badly by the oil soup.
He found a paper towel and wiped it off. Bai Su turned around and walked towards the door. As he walked, he tilted his head and saw the small door of the kitchen behind him clapping loudly, as if to express a wave of anger.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Baisu right away.
He compared the key with the hole at the door, easily inserted it and twisted it, the lock was opened, and the perception that the door and the space were fixed together disappeared.
Bai Su opened the door and walked smoothly into the shopping mall outside.
Looking back again, the glass shop door that had just been opened began to open and close, like a kitchen, expressing his rage.
But no matter how much the store instigates, it can't pull back the customers who have left the store. The sound of the store door is extremely harsh in the quiet mall, and along with the sparkling light tubes on the top, it creates a scary atmosphere.
At least it's scary in the eyes of other humans.
Bai Su stood there thinking about where to go next.
The door should be the direction to leave, but he was a little concerned about the sweetness before.
Also, what is the Qiqiao arcade? The child's voice on the phone didn't sound like a kind person.
Before he could figure out where to go, the sound of "dong, dong, dong" and "pop" kept coming from the distance, as if something heavy was falling.
He looked over there and didn't see anything falling. Instead, he saw a figure running towards him quickly.
"Fuck! Why are there still people here? Come on, hurry up, hurry up! Don't get caught up!"
He heard the other party's voice from far away. The man approached Bai Su at a sprint speed of 100 meters. He got closer and grabbed Bai Su's wrist.
What he grabbed was Bai Su's right hand.
The feeling in his hand was not right, and the bumps and swelling were all over his wrist. The visitor only had time to look back, and he collided with Bai Su's puzzled black eyes. Then he heard the sound of "dong dong dong" getting closer and closer, and the person came closer. Turn around and continue running forward.
Who is this person? Bai Su thought.
The person holding him was undoubtedly a human. His chestnut curly hair was trembling in front of him. He was panting as he ran. It seemed that he had been moving for a while.
Because he had nowhere to go for the time being, Bai Su did not break away, but started running after him.
The visitor was not very familiar with the structure of the shopping mall, and ran into dead ends several times amidst the pressure of the thumping sounds. Fortunately, the speed of the pursuit was slow, and even though they took a detour, the two of them successfully distanced themselves from it.
Finally, the man took Bai Su into a clothing store selling women's dresses.
Perhaps because he felt that he was safe for the time being, the chestnut-haired curly man loosened his hands and held his knees to take a deep breath. He wanted to take two more steps slowly, but he really didn't have the conditions.
Bai Su's breathing was calm, and he still had enough time to walk back to the door and observe other shops outside.
While looking at the direction of the scattered items on the ground, the young man behind him had already sat down to rest. Unexpectedly, he turned around and saw half of Bai Su's body exposed outside the store door. He was so frightened that he quickly got up and pulled him inside.
"Brother, brother, let's take it easy... don't, don't get discovered." Curly Chestnut stretched out his hand to close the door of the shop bitterly, "You, you have really good physical strength... After running for so long, you won't be able to do anything at all. Aren’t you tired?”
The young man slumped behind the thick clothes hanger again, and now Bai Su could see the other person's whole face clearly through the light.
The young man with dyed chestnut curly hair looked about the same age as Bai Su. His eyes were round and droopy, and his expression looked a little innocent. He was wearing a loose sweater, but half of the hood of the sweater was hanging down and torn. A big hole opened up.
It didn't look like it was cut with scissors, it looked like it was scratched by something sharp.
"Not very tired." Bai Su replied.
The young man was also looking at Bai Su at the same time. From his calm demeanor to his clothes, his eyes suddenly fell on Bai Su's right hand.
The young man was surprised and stammered: "You, you, you! What's wrong with your hands!"
The previous touch was not an illusion. Under the light, you could see burn scars all over the back of your hands and wrists. Judging from the degree of redness and swelling, it was the injury you just suffered.
After contacting where the young man saw Bai Su, and then thinking about the door of the hot pot restaurant that kept opening and closing, he made up a lot of things in his mind.
"Is it a hot pot restaurant?" the young man asked cautiously, "Ever since that broadcast, everything has become weird."
Bai Su caught a new word: "Broadcast? What broadcast."
He really seemed to be missing something.
The young man understood: "Oh, you missed it like me, right? I fell asleep watching a movie in front of me, and I was half asleep listening to the radio. I sat sideways, and no one called me."
"But!" The young man's voice suddenly became louder, which was very obvious in this small space. He quickly lowered his voice again, "The voice that directly affected my mind immediately scared me awake!"
Bai Su's eyes moved slightly: "Sound?"
The young man was stunned: "Didn't you hear this? Doesn't it mean that all humans in this area will receive it..."
The chestnut-haired curly hair became quieter and softer, and finally he closed his mouth.
Wait a minute, didn't he catch a ghost and run away?
As soon as he came out of the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den, his face suddenly turned pale.
Think about it, how can anyone stand still when they encounter such a bizarre ghostly thing? Isn’t this a target? That is to say, he is too soft-hearted, thinking that someone is alone like him--
"Snapped."
Bai Su gently snapped his fingers, attracted people's attention, and pointed to the ground.
The young man looked down and saw the shadows of two people on the ground.
If there is a shadow, it is not a ghost!
