Song Changsheng opened his eyes with difficulty, and felt his mind still ached.

He didn't know where he was, and it took him a long time to get used to everything around him.

There are no one in the bushes, paths and houses beside the roads.

There is not a single person, dead silent and dark.

"Is anyone?" Song Changsheng shouted with courage, hoping that in this remote place, there would be some response, even the sound of birds and beasts.

But nothing, nothing.

Everything was too quiet, so quiet that he even mistakenly thought that everything around him was just a silent secret room, and he was the only living thing.

Maybe I'm really in the silent room?

"Is there anyone here?" He made a shout with all his might, and shouted in a different tone. Damn the man in white robe, was it your fault?

Song Changsheng once read a report that it was a research topic by the American imperial scientist O. In an absolutely silent and silent room, normal people will suffer from mental breakdown at most for 45 minutes.

Noise has become a major pollution in the city, but in an absolutely silent environment, humans cannot live a healthy life.

Although Song Changsheng had too many mysterious experiences, he would also collapse quickly in such an environment.

Facing this eternal silence, he felt helpless.

All of these are illusions, all illusions. Song Changsheng suggested himself in his heart and tried his best to comfort himself.

Suddenly, a beam of light shot out from the broken house beside the road.

This little light seemed to be the dawn in the darkness, giving Song Changsheng a little vitality, as if it was the hope left by God for him.

Song Changsheng ran towards the light.

"Who? Who is inside?"

When I walked into the dark house, there was no light as before, as if the light had never existed before.

In the dark corner, a trembling figure shrank. Although Song Changsheng couldn't see the other person clearly, he was very sure that it was Miss Zhang who had just collided with him.

"Song Changsheng, I'm cold, I'm afraid, you can hold me, okay?"

Song Changsheng's heart sank. He remembered Lis's body-taking and Mr. Li wanted to keep him. They were all in an unrealistic but very real world.

Does this Miss Zhang have the same purpose? They are trapped in a bizarre world by some mysterious force and need a substitute so that they can get out?

Transfer?

Song Changsheng refused to advance but retreated. He realized that this place was not life, but death.

"No, Song Changsheng, don't leave, stay, hug me, everything is yours, don't leave?" The black shadow seemed to have stood up.

"Sorry, you and I are not from the same world." Song Changsheng turned around decisively and ran outwards.

Let all this go to hell, I want to go back to the sunny world I should have.

The black shadow chased after him and reached out to grab his arm, "No, Song Changsheng, you take me with you, let's go together, I'm still young."

When they rushed outside from the house one after another, they were already full of people on both sides of the road.

Song Changsheng couldn't see people's faces clearly, but from his body shape, he could see that the people here were very strange, some were dragging their long tails behind him, some were sharp ears, some were grinning to the back of his ears, and some were able to stretch out very long and long tentacles...

Hey, tentacles? Is it Lis? Song Changsheng didn't have time to see it, just ran wildly.

He also vaguely noticed that Miss Zhang, who was chasing behind him, seemed abnormal. There was a big hole in her chest, and there was a dazzling and scarlet paper clock in the hole.

"You can't leave, we need you." The people surrounded him and all reached out to him, trying to grab his arm.

Need me? I want to keep me, so you can change my life, right? Song Changsheng ignored those things at all. People are not like humans, monsters are not monsters, they run faster with force under their feet.

Because he understood that once those strange creatures caught up with him, he would be finished. At this moment, he seemed to have become Tang Monk's flesh.

I don’t know how far I ran, and how long I ran, Song Changsheng finally saw that in front of me, there seemed to be an inch of sunshine, shining in the air there, which was hope, like the barrier of the Yin and Yang passage.

He ran faster, and the jungle and paths, houses and strange creatures all retreated rapidly on both sides.

When he was about to touch the sun, Miss Zhang's shrill voice came from behind, "Song Changsheng, you are a spiritual body, you can't escape, and they will not let you go."

Who are they? Song Changsheng's heart sank, and he heard again, "The word "spiritual body", what the hell is it?

At the same time, he stepped into the sun with one foot, warm and comfortable, but just as he was about to rush into the sun, he actually found...

The paper clock on his wrist has been on the front since he woke up in the hospital, but now it has become the opposite.

"How could this happen?" Song Changsheng finally rushed into the sun in a scream.

Song Changsheng felt his heart sinking. When he had a clear vision again, he found that he was in the cab of the car. This car was the small car that Ms. Zhang had an accident.

And he was holding a newspaper in his hand, which was also a newspaper covering the scene of Miss Zhang's car accident.

After a check on his body, he found that except for the coat, everything else was intact and had no injuries at all.

But he didn't rush to leave.

"You can't escape, they won't let you go?" Miss Zhang's words still echoed in his ears.

He licked his dry lips.

Miss Zhang, what the hell is it?

What kind of existence do the other people in the Zhang family exist?

They all tangled with Xiao Xia. Could it be that Xiao Xia is also a so-called spiritual body?

Song Changsheng felt a headache, but he soon realized that all the previous series of experiences had problems.

Because he remembered that when he was following Zhang Shao, he received a call from Miss Zhang and asked him to help drive. He immediately gave up following Zhang Shao and came back.

Then downstairs, Ms. Zhang gave him a key and asked him to drive in the underground parking lot.

But after he got in the car, he realized that something was wrong with the car, and when he started, he felt like he was electrocuted. He felt that his eyes were dark and he became like this.

He turned on his phone and saw that there was no call information from Miss Zhang on the phone. Obviously, he had experienced a strange fantasy again.

However, he understood that those were not like dreams, but real, and as for the way they experienced it, he could not reasonably consider it at present.

Then he raised his hand again, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the paper clock on his wrist was actually on the opposite side.

After several strange experiences, it has been clearly revealed that the fact that the front of the paper clock is reality and the reverse is an illusion. So, the opposite is the opposite at this moment. Does it mean that the illusion is in front of you?

Song Changsheng firmly did not believe this. He firmly believed that there was the real world in front of him, and there must be something he didn't understand.

Then, instead of rushing out, he closed his eyes and began to sort out the context of the matter seriously.

Soon he summarized a clear context. First of all, the so-called illusions should be spaces of different dimensions from the earth, either parallel or attached to the earth's space.

This is like the secret spaces described in the Resurrection novel of the Rejuvenation of Spirit. These spaces are like those independent hives on honeycombs.

In terms of dimension, these secret realms should be higher than the Earth, so humans on Earth cannot see them.

Those mysterious creatures should be owned by other spaces. I don’t know why it is because of some unexpected reasons. There are a few strange creatures who can come to Earth’s space.

Secondly, he didn't know if it was because of the paper clock, so-called spirits that became the so-called spiritual bodies that were mentioned by non-human creatures, could also enter and exit the secret space through medium.

Finally, there is another fact, that is, he is a genuine scientific party and a reasonable party, and he believes that everything can be explained by science.

Paper clocks, little loli with fingers, and the man in white robe, can you try it out with science?

Song Changsheng finally walked out of the car, threw the newspaper in the trash can, and took the elevator to go straight upstairs.

Some things are not something he wants to happen or what he can control. He can only deal with them carefully. Besides, he is not a worried person.

Upstairs, high tide office area.

When Song Changsheng arrived here, everyone except Zhang Shao was in place.

Although Song Changsheng didn't work in this company for long, because his real purpose here was to deliberately approach the Zhang family for Xiaoxia, he still pretended to be familiar with work, familiar with equipment and interpersonal relationships.

"Xiao Song." Someone called him next to him.

When Song Changsheng looked at this person, his attitude was immediately lukewarm, "Is there anything wrong?"

He still remembered that it was this person just in the morning. He had arranged him behind his back with Mr. Zhang, saying that he was not worthy of replacing Mr. Zhang’s anchor position.

In fact, he also understood why this man said that in addition to pleasing Zhang Shao, the biggest reason was that this man was also an editor and reporter and could be an anchor.

The arrival of Song Changsheng seemed to have affected this person named Gu, because Gu was Zhang Shao’s assistant. If Zhang Shao gave up his anchor position, Gu was the most promising person to take over.

"In the prime time in the afternoon, "The Secret Manor" hosted by Mr. Zhang will be broadcast for two consecutive episodes. This is a manuscript. If you are fine, please help me review and mark it." Gu instructed Song Changsheng.

Gu’s usual task was to help Zhang Shao filter details, including sorting manuscripts, and other trivial matters. His intention was that he actually wanted Song Changsheng to take over.

Song Changsheng frowned, "What do you mean to give me?"

Gu looked at him, "You helped Zhang Shao sort out the manuscript, mainly checking sensitive words and errors. I have other work, so I need to use the afternoon column, so I'm afraid there will be no time."

Song Changsheng was arranged to be given to Zhang Shao by Miss Zhang, and he had some intention of attacking him, and he could not refuse such a thing.

However, after taking it, he couldn't help asking: "Editor Zhang asked Mr. Zhang to adapt to the anchor business..."

Gu Yishu, "You are confused or something? Why did you ask Chief Zhang to ask you and Mr. Zhang to be Editor Zhang, so how can you have Editor Zhang?"
Chapter completed!