Ten days passed by in a blink of an eye.

In the bedroom, the curtains were blown by the wind, and the sounds of children playing downstairs could be heard from time to time.

Qianye sat on the leather chair and quietly looked at the text that appeared on the computer screen...

Today is May 1st.

That is the time when he should enter a new script.

While waiting, the hands of the clock hanging on the wall are ticking...

And ten days ago.

It was the day Qianye was going to find Pu Yunjin.

After he had everything ready, when he knocked on the door of Pu Yunjin's house, he didn't get any response.

Patience is something Chino doesn't have.

The old lady is certainly very slow.

That time when we retreated into the horror world, there was no so-called plot explanation. When Wen Dai regained consciousness, what she could hear was not an old lady talking to a woman.

Why do I feel pain inexplicably before the spanking?

Whether there is a strong accent in the extraneous words or not, it is also unclear where it is. You have to be a little sloppy to understand what we are talking about.

Qianye didn't even have the interest to adjust his sitting posture. He leaned over and spat out the words "steep" from his mouth.

An angry shout came from the door.

...

My eyes moved up a little further. The bottom of the bed was a pair of straw sandals that had only been worn for a long time. They looked brand new and had only been worn a few times...

In fact, the layout and remaining traces inside are very similar to Qianye's own home, as if no one has lived there for a long time, and there is fine dust everywhere.

"Yes, I know. That kid hasn't contacted you for a long time. You thought I was busy with work inside. How much time do I have recently?"

That issue is controversial...

The smaller...the steeper

Qianye squatted under the bed and it was clear.

In this day and age, the most direct and easiest way to contact someone is to call or go to their home.

Even if you can find such a house now, it has been exposed to wind and sun for many years, causing almost all of it to collapse, and a few of them have only thin walls left standing in place.

Qianye was immersed in the chaos that can be described as coming out...

so,

Instead of searching for those people who disappeared inexplicably, Chino Mego also had to deal with the terrifying world that was about to emerge.

That reminded Qianye of his own situation at that time.

While chatting, Qianye looked at the pattern under the tabletop, and then looked at the pattern of the fabric on the nearby bed.

He didn't know why, but there was nothing he could do.

I can only resort to other methods, such as contacting a friend that both of us know, or going to the place where the other person gets off work to ask my colleagues.

The pillow on which the head rests seems to be made of something like straw. Just by moving it heavily, you can feel the grass-like texture...

Now I think it's morning.

The white font gradually turns red.

We can only infer what the other person meant when he said this just now, or maybe it is a relative who plays a role in the future.

I looked at the seven conspicuous little words on the computer screen - In the name of love, I really punched the computer.

"I vomited all the words because I understood, but I was afraid I was sleeping stupidly!"

With some prayers, Wen Dai glanced at the clock on the wall.

"..."

Mud room…

"I just hope that the script that time was more complicated. Don't be so self-indulgent. Let's go through the process quickly..."

"Hahaha, it's better to hide it or to hide it. You'll see through it as soon as you get up..." Dou

"Go to my field! You harvested those beans by mistake. There are not even a handful of beans outside the field. If you have to eat them, they will fall out slowly."

"I'm afraid that's the case. I heard that his grandson here has come home from studying, and he wants to have some bad entertainment, right?"

"what is going on......"

"Have you ever seen me before I resigned?"

Immediately afterwards.

...

However, the old lady did not give Qianye too little time to react.

The world behind my eyes suddenly fell silent and fell into white darkness.

It's just that it's old.

It seems...that thing has no energy?

Several beams passed through the upper wall and served as a fixation method.

It will definitely take a few days to see if there will be any updates in the future. I will definitely receive a reminder from the editor...

Looking at the grass branch in the old lady's hand, Qianye quickly flipped through the unresolved memories in his mind.

But then again, should it be a shadow or a shadow? Since then, whenever Qianye saw that kind of plant, he would run far away, for fear that he would encounter it if he was careless...

"Don't do anything, just be tight and do it carefully..."

Because Qianye had indeed never seen Lin Xiaoxiao, Ziliang, or Chen Dawei since before the invitation meeting.

"He, you..."

Before getting the body, if you noticed that there was no message from Lin Xiaoxiao on your phone, you should have thought about the possibility that I might also be in trouble...

But after a while, the scene behind my eyes finally became blurred, and the things in my field of vision were like before, like a mirror being shattered and floating in the void.

Scan the places within your field of vision one by one.

Computer, wooden table, room... steep

Sure enough, what is expected and what actually happens are often consistent...

Except for the fact that the memory of his existence has not been erased, the other person is very much like this incident that happened in the past. He disappeared from that world so abruptly as if he had evaporated.

The voice without the strange accent gradually faded away.

Pockmarked?!

"Yes, yes! The weather there has been bad for a long time, so I put the beans away, so I don't eat anything for fear that the weather will get better."

Apart from anything else, the only reason why it has been updated is that it has been a long time.

In Qianye's memory, only his grandfather's generation could often see such a house.

Although before I came out of the invitation world, I couldn't get in touch with Lin Xiaoxiao for a while because I was trapped outside Park Yunjin's body.

Hoes, corn cobs, dustpans, mud walls, wooden beams...

Based on Qianye's understanding of his editor, who is a workaholic, no matter what, the other party will definitely not put some thought into that.

Even though I have now become a "quasi-protagonist" outside of the horror world, only one step away from the previous protagonist, I have lost the idea of ​​improving.

The beams on the left are covered with split earth-colored bamboo strips, and you can vaguely see some corn accumulated below through the gaps in the bamboo strips.

Make a complaint.

"You lazy boy! I'd better get up at that time. How long should I go to sleep?"

"It is the soul after all..."

Not to mention, although the old lady looked quite young, she seemed to be full of energy when she walked. In a few seconds, she reached Wen Dai's bedside.

After knocking for a while and getting no response, he called Park Yunjin's number, but there was an unanswered tone on the other end.

Time is moving.

"It's true that when bad things happen, good things come again."

Look at me quickly.

more and more steep

With all the things piling up at the moment, I can only wait until before the script starts to quickly research what is going on.

The architectural style behind our eyes cannot be described as antique.

I didn't get any information about Lin Xiaoxiao...

Although her eyes were focused on the computer screen, Wen Dai's thoughts were on Lin Xiaoxiao's side.
To be continued...