poor house

Holding the phone and looking at the two words sent by Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie only felt that the uneasiness and fear along the way were completely resolved by the sweetness and happiness brought by Zhang Qiling at this time.Putting the pillow behind her, Wu Xie changed into a more comfortable position and began to write, "I miss you too."

"Where are you?"

"I'm still in that village. It's raining and the road is blocked. I don't know when it will be able to pass." Speaking of which, I don't know what happened to Xiao Hua, and why she hasn't come back yet.

"Are you okay?"

"Well, it's okay." Before he figured out what's going on, it's better not to worry Zhang Qiling.Moreover, Wu Xie knew that Zhang Qiling could divination for him. If there were any bad omens, then he would definitely find a way to tell himself as before.

The mobile phone that had not moved for a long time lay in Wu Xie's hands with the black screen, silently looking at his own face reflected, but Wu Xie recalled that shriveled face like a corpse.Is it that the person who is asking for help has turned into his own appearance, or that that mummy-like face is his final ending——

"I'm going to eat." Wu Xie was taken aback by the vibrating mobile phone, but Wu Xie was even more surprised when he opened the screen and saw Zhang Qiling's reply.What kind of food did you eat at this point?He wanted to stop Zhang Qiling and ask for clarification, but the quickly grayed out profile picture didn't give Wu Xie a chance at all.

It's only ten o'clock and it's time for lunch?Could it be that my brother is lying when he said he had breakfast in the morning?But why did he lie to me so well?Looking back and forth at the chat records just now, Wu Xie still couldn't figure out what Zhang Qiling was eating at this point.

"Come down for dinner--" Just as he was wondering, Wu Xie couldn't help being stunned by the shout from downstairs. Is the aunt calling himself to eat?Standing up suspiciously and opening the door, Wu Xie went to the stairs and looked down, but did not see the figure of the aunt.

Strange, is it an auditory hallucination?

After closing the door and walking to the first floor, Wu Xie circled around but couldn't find where the aunt went.Resentfully returning to the hall, Wu Xie was about to go upstairs, but Wu Xie saw a desktop computer behind the counter.

"Auntie, let me use the computer!" While talking, he walked around to the counter and sat down in front of the computer. Wu Xie looked at the desktop computer in front of him who didn't know which age it was, and estimated that the computer must be at least ten years old.It took at least 5 minutes just to log in to QQ. Wu Xie was bored looking at the chat records on the phone, not sure if it was because the phone signal was not good that some messages were not received.

Wang Meng's status is leaving, and Zhang Qiling's profile picture is gray. Could it be that these two people really went to eat?Confused, he poked open the dialog box with Zhang Qiling, and Wu Xie clicked on the chat history to search for roaming messages.

The mouse scrolled down one by one and did not find anything missing. He became more and more puzzled and wanted to make a phone call directly to ask, but Wu Xie's eyes were fixed on the time after Zhang Qiling's name.

“闷油瓶（11:14）”“闷油瓶（11:17）”“闷油瓶（11:20）”

Why does the time on my brother's side show 11 o'clock?Could it be a network transmission error?Thinking of all possible reasons, he turned his gaze to his ID, but Wu Xie turned pale instantly after seeing the row of time.

“天真吴邪（9:10）”“天真无邪（9:20）”“天真无邪（9:23）”

Why is there a difference of two hours, the time just now was clearly past nine o'clock——to make sure, he took out his phone and checked the time again, at 9:35, three numbers clearly came into Wu Xie's sight.Is there something wrong with this computer?Looking up at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, Wu Xie was surprised again by the four numbers 1135 and didn't know how to explain it.

"Strange, where did that child go? Why didn't he come down to eat?" The aunt's voice sounded from the back kitchen. Wu Xie turned her head to look at the aunt who opened the curtain and walked over. She was about to stop her and ask what happened. What was going on, but saw her walking straight in front of her as if she couldn't see.

"Auntie? Auntie?!" Standing up suddenly in a panic but knocking over the chair, Wu Xie chased after the auntie, "Can't you see me?"

The aunt who heard something stopped and turned her head, but her gaze fell on the chair behind the counter as if passing through Wu Xie. "Why did this chair fall over suddenly." While muttering, he walked over to fix the chair, but he didn't see Wu Xie at all.

why?Why can't she see me or hear me?Wu Xie, who let go of his voice and shouted, looked at the person walking away with despair on his face, and finally determined that no matter what he did, he would not be able to be felt by her.Are you dreaming now?Thinking of the greatest possibility, Wu Xie fixedly looked at the empty palm, if only there was a glass of water in his hand now.

——If only I had a glass of water in my hand now...

The palms that are still empty seem to be telling Wu Xie that you are not dreaming, and the environment you are in is reality.

Could it be that the soul ran out again?Running to the second floor in three steps at a time, Wu Xie violently pushed away from his room, but Wu Xie's body could not be seen at all on the empty bed.

It wasn't a dream, and there was no soul leaving the body, so why did it suddenly become like this?Why can't Auntie see or hear herself, and why is her own time slowed down by two hours?

Impatiently scratching his head again, Wu Xie stared blankly at the hair falling in front of him, but the hoarse voice sounded in his mind again.

——Don’t say——It’s not predictable.

Almost exhausted from avoiding the falling thunder and lightning, Xie Yuhua anxiously tried to send Wu Xie a voice transmission for thousands of miles.But no matter how much he called Wu Xie in his heart, there was still silence over there.

How could this be, unless it is a dead person, it is impossible not to hear yourself calling him.While avoiding the thunder on the left, Xie Yuhua gathered her energy again and spoke to Wu Xie in her heart.

"Xiao Xie, Xiao Xie, can you hear me?"

The hillside full of withered grass and mud was not as lush as it looked from a distance. After all, Xie Yuhua couldn't use it much. She tripped over a stone under her feet without paying attention, and staggered and rolled down the hillside.He screamed inwardly, seeing that the thunderbolt was about to hit him, but he seemed to be attracted by something, changed direction abruptly, and hit the tree in front of Xie Yuhua.

The burnt smell mixed with the smell of the soil rushed towards her face. Xie Yuhua supported her body and stood up, but was surprised to find that the place she was in turned out to be a desert without a blade of grass.And the dead tree in front of him seemed to be the only and last life on this ground.

Why did this mountain range become like this?Obviously looking at a piece of life from the outside, but why is there no life at all inside.

By the way, Wu Xie.

Concentrating on calling Wu Xie in her heart again, Xie Yuhua listened to the thunder that finally faded away, and before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt that she was finally connected to Wu Xie's consciousness.

"Xiao Xie, Xiao Xie, are you alright?"

"—help me—will die."

"Wu Xie, what's wrong with you!?"

After an indistinguishable sentence, there was no more sound. Xie Yuhua was worried about going back to the guest house now, but the voice suddenly sounded clearly in her head.But it was obviously Wu Xie's voice, why, but he felt that he was not Wu Xie.

"—You really have become a demon, little Haitang."

TBC

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four

The loud shouts and turbulent flames made Zhang Qiling not know where he was for a while, the air was already filled with the smell of blood and the smell of burnt fire, and he couldn't even tell what the sky was like at this time, Zhang Qiling All that could be seen in front of his eyes were gray and black gunpowder smoke and fallen corpses.

The sudden severe pain was like a big hand ruthlessly pinching Zhang Qiling's heart, all thinking and rationality disappeared in an instant, leaving only an instinctive, unique thought in his mind.

I don't want to die.

I don't want to die.

Slowly opened his eyes, his unfocused vision could only see a blur.The sky is black and the ground is red.There is no sound.There is no life either.

I don't want to die.

His stiff body was supported by a strong desire to survive, and the sweet and fishy taste in his mouth awakened his empty stomach.The legs are constantly being used, unable to stand, and can only move a little bit with the strength of the arms.

I don't want to die.

If you don't want to die, you have to eat.Although I don't know what I touched, but the soft and moist touch, as well as the bursts of fishy sweetness, are stimulating the stomach that is in desperate need of food.

I don't want to die.

Swallowing the unknown meat in gulps, his sight seemed to gradually focus as his physical strength recovered, and his sense of smell became more acute because of the stench in his mouth.The teeth were constantly chewing and rubbing, and the hands were tightly pinching the dripping bloody flesh. Finally, the eyes that got used to the light at this moment focused blankly on the food that was being swallowed at the moment.

That is an arm.An arm that was exactly the same as the one I was using to hold it at the moment.Staring blankly at the blood-soaked arm, Zhang Qiling still had only one thought in his mind.

I don't want to die.I need food.

Throwing away the little arm that had been eaten away, Zhang Qiling turned around and leaned down on the corpse closest to him, and began to feast on it.The smell of blood and the stench of internal organs made the brain more dull, and the only sound left in the silent world was chewing and the gurgling sound of internal organs being pulled out.The blood-stained face gradually lost any expression, only the pair of blood-stained