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"Ghost!" Suhang shouted loudly.

Ah Zuan reacted quickly, turning around to protect Suhang behind him, at the same time he had already opened the door and made a standard defensive posture.

"Where is it?" Ah Zuan looked around cautiously and asked in a deep voice.

"I, I haven't finished my words yet, I mean, ghost story?" Su Hang looked at Ah Zuan who was like flowing water with a dazed expression, and there was a honeyed embarrassment in the air between the two.

"..."

Ah Zuan relaxed his body, twisted his neck, and turned around to face Su Hang directly, as if he wanted to confront him head on.

"Hey, don't be so tense, I know it well." Su Hang said nah.

"..."

"I'll punish myself with a story." Suhang looked at the younger generation with a sinking face, thought for a while and added something.

"Speak, I'm listening."

"Well, I don't know how to speak original ones. Is it okay to read the full text aloud and recite it?" Suhang asked secretly with a doggy expression.

"Okay, let's recite it." Ah Zuan was already numb at this time, nodded and continued on his way.

Then he listened to Suhang recite a book of laughing Lin Guangji.

Azuan: "..."

To be honest, the story of Suzhou and Hangzhou is really well told. It is said to be memorized, but it is almost too much like the vivid broadcast on the radio. Basically, it can achieve the level of ventriloquism, deeply understand the psychology of the characters, and master the characteristics of the times. ,The small person reflects the big era, which has epoch-making great significance, but it is not the same.

Ah Zuan didn't even show a hint of a smile.

"Damn, am I not speaking well?" Suhang felt uneasy in his heart.

"Very good." Ah Zuan said, but his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something other than a joke.

"You, your memory...?" Ah Zuan said circumstantially.

"Ah, it's very dangerous to think about coming in this time, why don't you save some dry goods first, in case something bad happens to you, and you won't be happy." Suhang confessed honestly.

Fearing that what happened to him when he broke through the barrier would bring back unpleasant old events, so he read and recited a book of jokes?Ah Zuan was embarrassed and cute in his heart, and he couldn't tell what it was like, but he only noticed a little bit of weirdness after he was cute in the enclosure for a while.

"You controlled the joke just now, why didn't you laugh?" Ah Zuan asked Su Hang.

He remembered that he was not like this before. When Suhang's memory was tight, all kinds of points were adjusted to a relatively low level. Except for the stress response, the points of laughter, tears, and even urine were almost the same as those of children. Usually, the old cousin During dinner parties, when it was his turn to tell jokes, it happened from time to time that he would laugh out loud before others reacted.

But this time it was not like this. Although he spoke with a vivid and expressive voice, almost as good as Liang Yifeng's classmate, but he was very tense and there was no laughter at all.

"Hey? What you said..." Suhang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed dryly, and found that he hadn't been hit by any jokes at all. To test it, he randomly checked the jokes he had recited just now. A hologram was simulated in my mind, but it was useless.

Suhang blinked his big eyes, with an embarrassing expression of wanting to cry but not laughing.

"I just felt something was wrong."

Ah Zuan glanced at Suhang's reaction, and further confirmed his speculation. In Youmen, they seemed to be gradually losing empathy.Although Ah Zuan usually belongs to the type of veteran cadre who likes to watch literary movies and old TV series, and has little interest in emerging social media and entertainment forms, this does not mean that he cannot understand other people's emotions. On the contrary, this kind of Ability is quite strong in his family, but in this world...

"Do you feel that we seem to be more and more unable to..."

"Understanding other people's feelings?" Su Hang was clever, and then said.

"Well, that's pretty much what I mean, I..." Ah Zuan was talking, subconsciously looked down at his fingers, but suddenly got stuck, and didn't continue talking.

"What's wrong?" Suhang asked without knowing.

"My fingers... and yours..." Azuan felt something was wrong, so he quickly took Su Hang's hand and looked at it, sure enough.

Their fingers are gradually losing color from the fingertips!

"The color on our bodies is disappearing." Although Ah Zuan's tone was calm, his eyes never idled. He first sized up Suhang, then looked at other parts of his body, and rolled up his sleeves to see if they were exposed. Skin in the air.

"It's just lost from the fingertips, and the speed is not too slow." Ah Zuan pressed his pulse with one hand, and stared at his fingertips intently. In the short time since he spoke, all ten of his nails have been completely removed. Turned to some degree of gray.

"This is, tens of degrees of gray?" Although Suhang is gradually losing empathy, he didn't let go of his gag, but he couldn't make fun of Ah Zuan. The other party frowned and shook his head, saying no. Do something at this critical juncture.

"The world is gradually assimilating us, but why? Color, representing empathy? Representing the ability to empathize with others. Once this ability is lost, what will happen to us."

Ah Zuan paced forward slowly. After walking for so long, he knew in his heart that this illusion is not so easy to get out of. There is a blunt knife here, trying to wear down their flesh and blood little by little. Then the next step...

"There is a door in front." Suhang suddenly stopped and said, temporarily interrupting Ah Zuan's reasoning.

"Ok?"

Ah Zuan raised his head and took a look. In the distance where the sky and the earth meet, there is a door standing alone.

Yes, there is only one door, no house, no scene, a gray, ordinary style anti-theft door, which is the most common type in mid-range residential buildings.

"Is this also an average value?" Suhang, who was a little accustomed to the painting style of the world in the mirror, whispered.

"It should be, symbolizing the meaning of the family?" Ah Zuan tried to guess, but didn't pay much attention to it.

In fact, the specification of that door looks quite close, it looks very similar to any door that often appears in Doraemon, and it should evoke some gentle nostalgia, but now, because of the black and white painting style and the strange atmosphere The relationship made them feel that there was only depressing and breathless sadness behind that lonely door.

"Wait, is there someone's shadow on the door?" Just as the two of them walked unhurriedly to the distance of a hundred or so meters from the independent door, Ah Zuan suddenly noticed the shadow on the door. It seemed that a figure of a person was vaguely reflected.

That shadow was very thin, with a slender neck, tilted its head slightly, and remained motionless. Looking at it from a distance, it looked like some kind of wronged person who was looking for revenge and had no other choice. Secretly hanged on the door of the enemy's house.

"Oh, it looks really intrusive." Su Hang said calmly, instantly making Ah Zuan blow his hair, but he quickly got used to it, their empathy was disappearing, relatively speaking, Su Hang was surprised At first glance, the problem was finally cured.

"No, it's not a shadow. This door...seems to be translucent?" Ah Zuan and Suhang had already walked tens of meters in front of the gate, and through the looming mist, the figure could be seen slightly. In fact, it's on the other side of the door.

"Do you want to go around?"

"Let's go, anyway, apart from you, I have nothing to be afraid of." Ah Zuan saluted Suhang slightly, and led him to go around behind the door.

Just as they were about to turn around, they suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness. Ah Zuan looked down and saw that his hands had been completely ashes. , the gray has spread to the position of the elbow, what does this mean, has the test already begun?

Click, click.

Just when they turned the corner and gradually circled to the opposite side of the door, both of them heard a crackling sound at the same time. To the mechanical sound of pendulums in the room, the kind that would drive people crazy if they heard too much.

When Ah Zuan and Suhang patiently walked around behind the door, they finally knew what kind of sound it was.

It was the sound of a person poking a key into the lockhole and twisting it non-stop. It could be heard that the lock was being twisted and opened and closed continuously, making tired and regular sounds.

"It's the Buddha?" Although Suhang knew that there was a 90.00% possibility that the back figure was just a virtual character, and it was unlikely that they would interact with them, he still lowered his voice and bit his ear with Ah Zuan.

Foye is the jargon in the past, which means a thief, and Suhang means that this house may have been broken into by someone, because most people open the door of their own house with one blow, and few people like it This kind of person who keeps clicking, isn't it the key in his hand, but a piece of instant noodles, just like the cross talk said, the thief who can travel all over the world with a pack of instant noodles.

"It doesn't look like someone who created Buddhism, so listen carefully." Ah Zuan frowned and listened for a few seconds, then shook his head, booed Su Hang, and signaled him to listen carefully again.

"This sound doesn't sound like someone trying to poke a keyhole. The door has definitely been opened by him, and then..."

"Locked again?"