A cold wind blew out of nowhere, causing goosebumps all over Zhan Jingyi's body.
When he woke up with a shiver, he suddenly realized why he was standing in the room. Shouldn't he be in bed? I looked up and saw that the mirror on the dressing table was opposite me.
Zhan Jingyi touched his nose, wasn't he sleeping? Why are you standing here again?
Suddenly, he saw himself in the mirror starting to rot little by little, slowly turning into a rotting corpse, but there was still a weird smile on his face, which made his scalp feel numb.
What the hell? Are you hallucinating?
Or did you encounter something?
The next moment, Zhan Jingyi's pupils tightened, and in his black pupils, a rotten palm was reflected, stretching out from the mirror, making his eyes dim instantly.
"ah!"……
Zhan Jingyi sat up sweating profusely and saw that he was still sitting on the bed. He touched the sweat on his head and was surprised to find that it was a dream he had just now.
How long has it been since you had such a nightmare? Is this an omen?
…
"Jingle Bell……"
At this time, there seemed to be a ringing sound in the distance, which interrupted Zhan Jingyi's thoughts.
Zhan Jingyi's ears twitched. Why was there a bell ringing this late at night? Is something going to happen again?
Putting on the clothes given by the young man, he came to the window, quietly opened a small gap and took a look outside.
The room he lived in was on the second floor of the small building, right on the edge of the courtyard wall. He had seen it before going to bed. There seemed to be a big river outside the courtyard wall, because he could hear the waves not far away from the room. Voices.
The little eagle Daozi was perched on a big tree near the river. It seemed that he felt his breath. The little eagle not far from the window also called "coo" a few times.
Ignoring Xiaoying's greeting, the ringing of bells in the distance got closer and closer. With the help of the moonlight, Zhan Jingyi vaguely seemed to see two figures in the distance.
"Someone!"
Zhan Jingyi's eyes lit up, and when he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly felt something was wrong. There was a river outside.
Why are there people on the river? Is he standing on the boat? Can't see clearly because it's dark?
Moreover, although it was not very clear under the moonlight, the two figures did not look like adults.
What's more, they don't seem to be standing on the boat, but seem to be suspended in mid-air...
In mid-air, there were two boys, a boy and a girl, who looked to be seven or eight years old. They both wore pigtails and had rosy little faces. They grinned and revealed a pair of small tiger teeth. They looked quite handsome and cute.
So strange? Did he encounter something unclean?
Or is there really a ghost in this world?
But when Zhan Jingyi took a closer look, under the surrounding moonlight, there were actually their shadows on the calm lake.
There's a shadow? Then it's not a ghost. Then who are these two boys?
Zhan Jingyi's pupils tightened, he quickly called Xiaoying Daozi over, hugged Xiaoying Daozi and closed the window, leaving only an inconspicuous gap.
He knelt down, hiding his figure as much as possible, and quietly looked through the gap in the window.
These two boy-like children were holding flower baskets in their hands and a pair of bells hanging on their feet. As they walked, they grabbed a handful of white paper from the flower basket and sprinkled it down. When Zhao Ke took a look, he saw that those white papers were actually square Hole of paper money.
In the blink of an eye, the entire lake surface was covered with white money. Under the strange moonlight all around, it looked indescribably weird.
The two boys were scattering paper money in front of them, and from behind came the sound of gongs and drums, and the low suona playing music. The rhythm of the music sounded fast, but it did give people a lifeless feeling.
Zhan Jingyi has heard this kind of music before, it's like the sad music played at family funerals.
Immediately afterwards, a black, square sedan, carried by four strong men, appeared behind the two boys.
Zhan Jingyi took a closer look and saw that these four men looked very strong. But when he looked carefully, he found that their faces had no facial features at all. Under the moonlight, their faces were as white as a piece of white paper. Just as clean.
Zhan Jingyi glanced at the river below them. Sure enough, not only was there a suspended sedan, but there were also shadows of four men.
Soon, a band playing funeral music appeared behind them. The whole team was playing and playing, and it looked very lively.
"What are these things? They look like humans but not like humans, and they look like ghosts but not like ghosts."
"If they were ghosts, wouldn't they have no shadows? But it seems like they all have shadows."
And if they all have shadows, doesn’t that mean these are people and not ghosts?
But how do they manage to walk on water? And why are they carrying such a strange sedan?
Especially late at night, listening to this music seems like mourning music for a funeral. Could it be someone having a funeral in a small town?
…
Since you can't see the problem under the normal field of view, let's change the field of view and take a look.
Zhan Jingyi lowered his head, turned on his mental vision, looked up, and was shocked when he saw it.
In his vision, the two children, a boy and a girl, turned out to be two life-size paper figures.
The two pale-as-paper faces were smeared with two large pieces of red blush, and the black eyes were lifeless.
These two paper figures are walking in the air. At first glance, they look exactly like real people. Their expressions are lifelike. If it weren't for those lifeless eyes, no one would believe them to be alive.
The other strong men, as well as everyone in the band, are also lifelike paper figures.
No wonder there is a shadow. After all, paper figures are real objects and not intangible.
But how can a paper man look like a living person? A new kind of spiritual monster? Or something else?
Even if it's not a ghost, it's just these paper figures. On such a weird night, just thinking about it can scare people to death.
In the middle of the night, there were a bunch of paper figures, playing and playing, carrying a sedan chair. Just thinking about it made me feel scared.
What will be in the sedan? Is it also a paper man?
The more Zhan Jingyi thought about it, the more curious he became. He really wanted to step forward and open the curtain of the sedan door to see what was inside.
Looking at the group of "people" getting closer and closer, Zhan Jingyi slowly lay down, carefully holding his breath and curling his legs slightly.
There was a cold murderous look in his eyes from time to time, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.
No matter what this is, if you dare to harass yourself, don't blame yourself for being rude.
This small town always felt particularly weird from the moment he entered, making him feel particularly uncomfortable.
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10:30 pm, a certain city, a mysterious building, tenth floor.
A spacious conference room, with no lights on, and a black night enveloped the entire conference room.
Suddenly, the projection equipment on the four walls of the conference room started to activate. Rays of light shot out, and in front of the long conference table, silhouettes of human-sized figures were outlined one after another.
For a moment, it seemed as if the conference table was full of people, including men and women, no less than ten people.
Except for the blurry faces, these figures look lifelike, as if they were living people.
"Everyone, the advent experiment we were looking forward to has been successful, which means that the advent energy can be used by us at any time."
"Combined with the previous experiments on the seven deadly sins, we already have the conditions to create a "god"!"
While Zhan Jingyi was staring at a group of weird paper figures in a town whose name he didn't know, a certain conference room that was used to not turning on the lights was filled with blurry projected figures, and they were sharing some information.
The person responsible for sharing information spoke with uncontrollable excitement.
"Since Qingshiya's experiment has been successful, our investment has also seen returns."
"Everyone, congratulations."
"From now on, you will become people who can control the power of God!"
The person who shared the information could not conceal his excitement and his voice was passionate, as if he had witnessed a great victory.
However, compared to him, the other people present were obviously much calmer.
"Isn't Chuncheng's kidnapping operation a bit reckless? Will it affect our plan?"
A slightly fat man with a calm voice crossed his arms and asked calmly: "In addition, can the relevant data of mutants created by advent energy, or even "gods", pass the test?"
"These will be our next tasks. This is why we took the risk to hijack Professor Li, because with his technical support, we can get the answer soon."
The person who reported this information calmed down a little and said:
"As for the stability of the mutants created by the advent of energy, it will be demonstrated in the operation soon."
"As for higher safety and reliability..."
"I think everyone can find the answer through the next actions!"
As soon as these words came out, the people around the long table seemed slightly silent, as if they were thinking about something important.
Soon, the projectors in the conference room were extinguished one by one, and shadows disappeared into the conference room.
Silence returned to the conference room, as if nothing happened.
