global pollution

our house has been empty

He now finally understands the meaning of this sentence.

"What is the relationship between me and Zhao Mingyue? Why can't I remember."

The anxiety of amnesia made Xia Ren restless.

"No, I must find a way to restore my memory as soon as possible."

But how to restore it is still a problem.

"According to the system information, the tumor in my head is caused by the distortion of my body due to pollution. Then, can I regain my memory just by correcting this distortion?"

How to correct the distortion, the system has already given the answer.

"It seems that the initial mission must be completed as soon as possible."

He must get the first-level anti-pollution liquid. Although the system prompts that it is ineffective against distortion, it is at least the only known anti-pollution drug so far.

"Polluted bodies are not human beings. They are unknown creatures that oppose human beings. They are born from corpses like Cordyceps sinensis, and continue to spread pollution like zombie viruses. The 'old lady' next door belongs to the first-level infected body. Memories and emotions, but intangible and formless, it is estimated that only I, who is also polluted, can see and contact them."

"I now have a containment coward's earpick that can defend against the attacks of infected bodies. Even if I can't beat her, I can protect myself."

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem to be a big problem.

"The key point is how to seal it up. The method given by the system is to weaken their resistance value. It's too ambiguous. It seems that I still need to explore it slowly."

Xia Ren has a decisive personality and never drags his feet when he decides on good things.

He thought as he walked out of the house.

Although it was daytime, there was still no sound in the corridor, and it was eerily quiet. The door of the opposite room was closed tightly, and nothing unusual could be seen from the outside.

Looking around, Xia Ren was surprised that no one came up to put up small advertisements on this floor.

"Judging from the reactions of the residents downstairs last night, they probably thought it was haunted."

After waiting in the corridor for a long time, Xia Ren was probably sure that the old lady would not come out during the day.

He hasn't eaten since last night, and now he can clearly feel the weakness of his body, and the hunger is even more difficult to resist.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to go downstairs to have a meal first, and buy two more clothes that he can wear. After all, there are only Zhao Mingyue's women's clothes in the room, so he can't possibly go out in women's clothes.

The wallet is still in his pocket, including his ID card, and the bank card cannot be used if he forgets the password, but fortunately, he still has several hundred yuan in cash.

"The money won't last long, and it will be troublesome if you can't restore your memory as soon as possible."

After thinking about it just now, Xia Ren decided to temporarily give up the idea of ​​going to the police station to find clues. His home was nearby in his memory, so it was easy to find, but what about after he found it?If you are polluted yourself, do you still want to pass the pollution on to your family?

The best way is to wait until the memory is restored.

It didn't take much time to eat and buy clothes, but the little money left was less, which really made Xia Ren feel distressed.

When I came back with the bag, it was around twelve noon.

He spent most of his time thinking about how to complete the first task. As soon as he entered the corridor, he met an aunt in her 40s who was about to go upstairs. Xia Ren's eyes lit up. The resident of the house, the other party might know something about the old lady.

He chased after him in two steps and asked, "Auntie, wait a minute."

The aunt turned her head and saw an unfamiliar face, she looked at him suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

Asking directly may arouse the vigilance of the other party, Xia Ren thought for a while, and said: "Auntie, I just moved to this community and I am not very familiar with it. I heard someone say that this community seems to be haunted. Is it true?" ?”

Sure enough, when she heard the word haunted, Aunt seemed to be recalling something terrible, her complexion suddenly changed a lot, "Who did you listen to?" The voice was a little loud.

The residents really thought it was haunted.

At this time, another old man came down from upstairs, and asked with a smile when he saw this scene: "What's the matter? Aunt Lin."

Aunt Lin turned her head and said in an unnatural tone, "This young man has just moved here and is not familiar with this place. Uncle Qin, please help him. I have something to do at home, so I'll go up first." Throwing it to Uncle Qin, he left without looking back.

Xia Ren could only turn his gaze to Uncle Qin who had just come downstairs, and asked, "Uncle Qin, I heard that this neighborhood is haunted?"

Uncle Qin's smiling expression froze, but after all, it was a creature named Uncle, so he didn't shy away from it, and said, "There is indeed such a thing, and it is in this building."

Xia Ren saw that there was something going on, and asked, "What's going on, sir, can you tell me about it?"

Said with a curious expression.

Uncle Qin ate this set, showing a look of reminiscence, and said, "It's a bit troublesome to say this."

It seems that it is going to be a long story.

"It's okay, I like to hear this kind of stuff." Xia Ren continued.

Uncle Qin subconsciously touched his pocket, but there was no smoke, and said with a slightly regretful expression: "This building has seven floors in total, only the lower four floors are inhabited, and there are no residents on the upper floors. But there were originally, old lady Liu She lived on the fifth floor, but she also passed away more than a month ago, and the haunting began at that time."

"Has Mrs. Liu become a ghost?" Xia Ren asked at the right time.

Uncle Qin nodded: "After the old lady Liu passed away, strange things began to happen in this building. At night, the voice-activated lights in the corridor didn't turn on. I thought it was broken, but people came to fix it, but they said it was fine. Yes, it can be used during the day, but it is not lit at night, even if you change the light bulb, the strange thing is that the light sometimes turns on when there is no one at night."

"And every time the lights are turned on, the residents on that floor can hear knocking on the door of their own house, as if someone is outside, but when the door is opened, it is empty outside. This kind of thing happens many times. At night, everyone I didn’t dare to open the door easily, they said that the ghost of the old lady Liu came back and wanted to ask for someone’s life, if anyone’s house opened the door, she would go in. But I am more courageous, and I am not afraid of this at all.”

What Uncle Qin described was the same as what Xia Ren saw last night. The ghost who knocked on the door must be Mrs. Liu.

"Why do you say she wants someone to ask for her life?" Xia Ren asked.

Uncle Qin stroked the thin beard on his chin, and said: "This is about the personality of Old Lady Liu. Her son went abroad to study and settled abroad. Old Lady Liu would show off this matter to everyone, and talk to her. If you can't say a few words, it will definitely be related to her son. After a long time, everyone doesn't want to see her. She has no one to talk to, and gradually doesn't go out. You don't know, she died at home for a week. It was discovered that when the police opened the door, the stench was so strong that no one could be treated in the whole building."

"It is said that she hated the people in the building for not finding her in time, so she came back to claim her life."

Xia Ren frowned and asked, "What about his son? Didn't he come back?"

Uncle Qin shook his head, and the expression on his face was somewhat sympathetic: "Her son has lived abroad for many years and hasn't come back for several years. She said she has a son, but in fact it's the same as not having one."

"By the way, there is more than one haunted thing in this building." Uncle Qin pretended to be mysterious and said, "It's also on the fifth floor, and the house opposite Old Granny Liu is also a haunted house!"

"What else?" Xia Ren pretended to be surprised.

Uncle Qin lowered his voice, and said: "No one has ever seen the owner of the house on the fifth floor. I have lived here for more than 20 years, and I can't remember who lived there. Just in the beginning of this year, a thief You came to our community to steal things, but you turned your back on it, and you went into that room, guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

"The thief was scared crazy! He ran into the corridor and yelled that there were ghosts. He was so frightened that he lost control. We all went to check, but the door of the room was locked, but the thief said he went in by himself." How about it, it's scary."

Xia Ren nodded, showing a frightened look very cooperatively: "It's just too scary!"

He said this from the heart. After all, his sanity dropped to 9 last night, which is a very dangerous number.