The last minute passed quietly, and the waiter of the ceramic hood shop opened his mouth at some point, bringing out a strange and attentive smile.
The dark blue light and shadow that cannot be found is bright and dark. In the brightness, it can illuminate the blood vessels under the skin of the ghost face of the red-clothed man. In the darkness, it will be silent together with vision, bringing an instant that you can't see your fingers.
The ceramic head waiter teleported from the stairs to three dining tables in a flash of light and shadow, and shouted loudly:
“Select————”
Suddenly, Yu Xing seemed to hear a "ding" sound in his ear, similar to the reminder sound effect of the microwave oven ending regularly.
Layers of white fog suddenly emerged from the ground on the second floor, just like the beautiful dry ice used for fresh food in a restaurant. The white fog spreads across the insteps of the feet, illusory and ethereal, covering the floor, making the entire second floor seem to be floating in a dream.
At the same time, a sense of incongruity began to breed in Yu Xing's heart. I always felt that the scene I was in was quietly replaced by something, and I no longer just staying in the second floor.
The clouds rolled under your feet, and the white mist churned.
While everyone was waiting for the "service", the dark blue light darkened again and hiding in the darkness.
In order to see the situation of Hua Subai's table, Yu Xing sat in the window facing Hua Subai and facing away from the stairs. Next to him was Gu Xing, opposite Yan Li, and diagonally opposite him was not back.
The eyes were too dark and the hearing was even sharper. Yu Xing could hear the breathing of the four people on his table, and nothing was wrong. However, there was a very slight sound of the machine operation that he almost ignored.
This short-term sound is hard to describe.
Before Yu Xing could figure out what this sound meant, two seconds later, the light suddenly shone.
While everyone was awakening, a pale paper man suddenly appeared beside the dining table surrounded by clouds and mist.
The paper-printed paper-tied sleeves were hard, hanging above Gu Xing's head. Gu Xing was stunned by the shadows that were shrouded in the sky and looked up.
The blue printed sleeves, red vest, and the vest neckline are lined with a piece of blue double-breasted neck. Upside down, there are scary white neck, chin, and a pair of ink-colored eye sockets.
The paper man lowered his head, but his eyes were looking at him.
"Damn!" Gu Xing blurted out, but felt that it was inappropriate, so he forced himself to put back the subsequent loss of composure, sat upright, and continued to maintain the quiet and wise image of the institute.
But his upper body was obviously tilting towards Yu Xing, and his whole body was full of resistance to the paper man.
Yu Xing was a little far away, at least one person was separated, so he could see the whole picture of the paper man at a glance.
The paper-tied man's face was painted with a smile that was exactly the same as the ceramic-headed Xiaoer, and a small round hat from ancient times on his head, which looked like a pleasing one.
It stood straight, almost close to the side of the table, with arms bent, holding a plate of dishes made of paper.
It came silently and motionless, but it brought an indescribable sense of oppression. The fog became thicker, and Yu Xing looked at Hua Subai keenly—
Another table, a few steps apart, has become hazy in the fog and cannot be seen clearly.
"bite".
It was that abrupt sound again.
The light went out again, and this time it went darker for a shorter time. It lighted up again in just a blink of an eye.
"Lying--" Gu Xing and the paper-breaking man came to face him without warning. He was shocked and leaned back suddenly. The chair was driven and made a harsh scratch.
I saw that the paper-breaking man was doing the action of putting the dishes on the table, bent down stiffly, but his face was not honestly lowered, but turned ninety degrees and stared at Gu Xing with that strange smile.
After it lights up, it still remains motionless, as quiet as a real paper-breaking person.
"It, it's a little scary." Gu Xing forced himself to calm down. This time, Zhengda and Ning moved the chair to Yu Xing's direction, and he was still stubborn. "I just couldn't adapt to the elements in this Chinese fear, not timid."
Yu Xing glanced at him distractedly, mainly observing Hua Subai's table.
This time, the fog was thicker when the lights were turned on and off, completely separating the two tables around it, and there was no way to see them at all.
He could not sense any breath after the fog, whether it was a living person or a ghost.
No, it's not very accurate to say that, it should be... He felt like he was sealed in a space, and even the curse power left in the mongoose's body was sank to the sea and there was no contact.
Yu Xing suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Boss Hua!"
No one answered.
"Flower fool!"
After the fog, no one answered.
Yan Li also frowned: "Not good, I took advantage of the stairs to get out of control, and the array laid behind the cracks was lost."
The two looked at each other and got the same answer from each other's eyes.
No matter how Yan Li accurately set up the formation behind the irritable crack in such a short time, in short... their ten deducers were separated by this - in units of tables and chairs.
Perhaps everyone in the table was trapped in a separate space and lost the means to contact the outside world.
All this happened almost under their noses, and all of them, including the strongest deducers on the surface, only noticed the fog and received no more warnings.
wrong.
Yu Xing's psychic eye was triggered inadvertently, and his pupil color instantly formed clear ice, making his mind clear.
There is a warning.
In the few seconds he continued to darken, he heard the sound of some kind of machine operation, and a ding sound that must be heard before "turning off the lights".
"bite".
Just as I was thinking, the strange sound came.
This time it only went dark for half a second, and then it lighted up again. The paper man disappeared, the fog dissipated, and the people on the two tables next to it were gone, leaving only an empty sense of gap hovering in my heart.
There were seven paper-made plates and four real bowls and chopsticks on the table in front of me. The bowl was filled with white rice, and dark chopsticks were inserted vertically into the rice, like a scent of fragrance.
Gu Xing was covered in a creepy trembling feeling, and a drop of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, and was soon as the cold air was assimilated into ice sweat. He shivered and quickly wiped it off with his hands.
"I really hate the Chinese-style horror elements." He tentatively grabbed one of Yu Xing's arms, "I heard Zeng Lai say that you are his very important friend, friend, can you lend me a hug on your arms?"
Yu Xing was novel and suspicious about everything in front of him, and had no intention of being petty, and said generously: "Please give me some advice."
There has never been such a strange scene in the deductions he has experienced.
It dings and dings, and each clear sound is like a signal. After it is black and lit, the surrounding scene will change greatly.
Just like...
"Stop-motion animation." Yan Li met Yu Xing's brain circuit again and said calmly: "I don't know why Buyingju's meal will be presented like this. Starting from Xiao Er's speech, there are three lights and darks, and three scenes, just like stop-motion animation."
Now, in their eyes, they still remember the second floor where they lived. However, the scene outside the railing was dark, and they could not forget the street scene below and the sky above. Even inside the second floor, it was empty, and no one else was left, and even the waiter disappeared.
The stairs leading to the first floor are engulfed in darkness just like the scene outside the railings.
"Look at this." Bugui, who felt that he could not speak in front of these big guys, finally spoke out. He pulled out a note from under the bowl containing rice.
Chapter completed!