Shanhai Folklore Research Institute

"Do you know that he fell ill after returning from your place a week ago?" Ling Feiyu asked with a cold face, thinking that the source of the virus might be in this video game city, he wished to beat the boss to vent his anger.

Lin Mian originally thought that the boss didn't know about it, but the other party nodded with a sad face, "Yes, not only him, several customers were sick when they returned home, their hands were swollen like pig's trotters, and many people dared not come after hearing about it. My video game city and Internet cafe business is getting worse and worse, what can I do!"

Lin Mian thought, no wonder the video game city is deserted, but seeing the boss like this, he probably doesn't know the source of the virus...

At this time, Wu Ting asked again: "Have you seen any strange faces recently?"

The boss subconsciously wanted to say no, Wu Ting looked at him blankly, the boss swallowed hard, racked his brains to recall for his own life, and said after a while: "Most of the game halls like us They are all old customers, or new customers brought by old customers, there are really not many new customers, but there was indeed a new face who had never seen before a week ago."

Wu Ting raised his chin to signal him to continue.

The boss is afraid of the threat of the big monster, and knows everything.

"That man has white hair at a young age. I don't know if it was born or dyed. In short, he looks like a middle-aged man, and he is also a one-eyed man with an eye patch on his right eye." As a monster, the boss has a very good memory. That's right, not to mention that the other party's characteristics are actually very distinct.

"He has been here for almost three days in a row. Every time he comes, he plays the shooting machine. His level is so poor that he can hit one or two out of sixty balls." The kid was there too, and my friends laughed at the guy for his bad skills, but the guy didn't get angry, and left after playing two more rounds."

Lin Mian pouted, who said he wasn't angry, he was so angry that he turned a child's hand into a roasted pig's trotter.

"Do you know what his name is?"

Ling Feiyu stared at the boss, who couldn't help shrinking back: "I really don't know, I'm just a shopkeeper, and I spend money playing games, so I can't ask questions, but I noticed that he went back I didn’t drive or take a taxi when I was here, so I should live nearby.”

Mary Street is a stinking ditch under the blind spot of Sichuan city’s civilized construction. There are no high-end residential areas nearby, only an old residential area that has been built for nearly 50 years. More than half of the residents have moved away, and those who still live are old people with handicapped legs and feet, and unemployed vagrants with little income.

Lu Yichao was still waiting for help in the hospital, so the three of them decided to go to the old community immediately and find out the suspicious person without further delay.

Wu Ting glanced at the owner of the video game city who was obediently lowering his head, frowned and said: "Go to the special management office to register in the register tomorrow morning, and stop tax evasion and tax evasion in the future, lose the demon."

The boss responded again and again, until the backs of the three disappeared into the night, then he sat down on the ground and wiped off the sweat from his forehead.

Suddenly two big ancient monsters came to the small video game city, who would believe it? !

The old community was only 08 meters away from Mary Street, and there was not even a guard. Lin Mian checked his phone, and it was just after 30:[-] in the evening. In the entire community, only a few windows of the three buildings were lit, and the rest of the place was completely dark. one slice.

Lin Mian made a rough estimate. There are almost a hundred households in this community. It would definitely be a big project for the three of them to go door-to-door, and it’s not good to disturb other people’s rest at night, so the three decided to ask someone first— — After all, a young man with white hair and one eye in such a neighborhood is very eye-catching.

Ling Feiyu chose the house with the light on the fourth floor of Building No. [-], and went up first. Lin Mian could see that although he looked calm on the outside, he was actually very anxious, worried about Lu Yichao who was in the hospital.

Lin Mian sighed secretly, and asked Wu Ting in a low voice, "Ling Feiyu...is he also a monster?"

Wu Ting raised his eyebrows: "How can you tell?"

"Just now the boss of the video game city seems to be very afraid of you two." Wu Ting is a big monster, it is not surprising that the shark spirit is afraid of him, but it is unreasonable to be afraid of Ling Feiyu, unless Ling Feiyu is also a monster.

Wu Ting nodded: "If I'm not wrong, he should be Candle Dragon."

Lin Mian was surprised. The "Shan Hai Jing" described Zhulong in great detail.

The god of Zhongshan, named Zhuyin, regards it as day, closes it as night, blows it as winter, calls it summer, does not drink, does not eat, does not rest, breathes as wind, is thousands of miles long, has a human face, a snake body, red color, and lives in the bell. down the mountain.

Zhulong is the mountain god of Zhongshan, whose name is Zhujiuyin. When he opens his eyes, it is daytime, and when he closes his eyes, it is night. When he breathes in, winter comes, and when he breathes out, it is summer. He does not drink, eat, or breathe. , the breath will blow the wind, the body is thousands of miles long, with a human face and a snake body, red all over, living at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain.

Assistant Lin thought it was magical that Zhong Shan Shanshen went to the same university as them and even had an affair with his roommate.

Wu Ting seemed to see what he was thinking, touched his chin and said: "The loss of spiritual energy in the human world has had a great impact on Zhulong. His current strength should be less than half of his original strength, otherwise he would not look like a student."

Lin Mian was suddenly worried: "By the way, Cucurbit Baby knows that his boyfriend is a monster?"

Wu Ting's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, and cautiously asked: "Do you mind if the other half is a monster?"

Lin Mian shook her head: "That's not true, I think it's pretty cool."

Dean Wu was instantly relieved, but then thought of Lin Mian's sharp-mouth phobia, and his vision went dark.

There was no elevator in the old community, and the three of them could only climb the stairs honestly. The voice-activated lights in the key corridors were still broken. Ling Feiyu led the charge, and Wu Ting was behind. Lin Mian was caught in the middle like a sandwich biscuit. The shadow projected on the wall distorted and deformed, looking inexplicably weird.

Going up to the fourth floor without any risk, Ling Feiyu found the house with the lights on and knocked on the door, but no one answered for a long time.

The three of them were about to leave in disappointment and planned to switch to another house, when they heard painful groans coming from inside the room.

Lin Mian and Wu Ting looked at each other, Ling Feiyu directly kicked the entrance door open, Zhulong was very strong, and the house was very old, Lin Mian had an illusion that this kick made the whole building tremble.

There was a musty smell in the house that hadn't seen the sun for a long time, Lin Mian subconsciously held his breath, and when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he almost gasped in shock.

Lying halfway on the dilapidated sofa was an old man in his 80s and [-]s. His hair was gray and his face was wrinkled like dried orange peel. His hands, feet and belly were swollen like blown balloons. Her consciousness was completely blurred, and the pain made her unconscious. Zhong couldn't help humming.

Lin Mian immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed 120, and said to the medical staff on the other end of the line: "Please send more ambulances, I suspect that more than one person in this community is infected with a strange disease."

Lin Mian guessed rightly, if the white-haired young man was really the source of spreading the virus, then the old residential area was his nest, and [-]/[-] out of [-] people living here have all contracted the strange disease.

The medical staff understood what was going on and were almost frightened. They felt like the sky was falling. The "Balloon Man" virus had completely broken out. This afternoon alone, Chuancheng People's Hospital received more than 300 patients, and the following As time passed, the number continued to increase.

Now Lin Mian told her that there is a community that is likely to be the nest of the virus. In summer, the hairs of the medical staff stand on end!

After Lin Mian made the emergency call, the three of them left Building No. [-]. The old man in the room was unconscious and obviously unable to answer any questions.

There are two houses with lights on in the second building, but there is no answer when knocking on the door. Ling Feiyu kicks the door and enters. The situation inside the house is similar to that of the old man's house, or even worse. The people living on the sixth floor are an old couple with a young grandson. , the old woman and the child in the bedroom are still conscious, the old man has swallowed his breath, and the balloon will burst/explode when it expands to the limit.

Mai Dongdong, Wang Lin, and Lu Yichao were all sent to the hospital for treatment in time after they fell ill, while the left-behind elderly and children in the old community could only wait at home to die, and no one even found out when they died.

Lin Mian couldn't bear to turn his head away, Ling Feiyu's face became more and more ugly, there was only one family in Building No. [-] left, if they couldn't ask the white-haired young man any more clues, they could only use the most stupid way to knock from house to house The door is not only time-consuming, but also easy to scare the snake.

Fortunately, the luck of the three is not too bad. There is a gangster living on the second floor of Building No. [-]. His parents died in a car accident. The house is one of the legacy left behind. The gangster stays at home and plays games every day. It is a miracle that a member of the staff, who has hardly been in contact with anyone else, can still survive in this lair ravaged by the "balloon man" virus, without a trace of abnormality.

"Who the hell are you?" Three strangers knocked on the door at night. The little gangster was very impatient and was pushing the boss with his teammates.

When Lin Mian saw that there were still active residents in the building, his eyes lit up immediately, and he didn't care about his attitude, so he hurriedly asked, "Have you ever seen a young man with white hair and one eye in the community?"

The game was interrupted, the little bastard was furious, he rolled his eyes at Lin Mian before he heard the question clearly, then slammed the door, put on the earphones and continued playing the dungeon.

The teammate was very good, without a nanny, he still pushed the BOSS, the little bastard was very happy, and complained on the team channel that there were three idiots looking for someone at night, which made him almost become a pig teammate just now, and the others smiled and asked if they were beautiful.

The little gangster said angrily, one of the three old men looks better than a woman.

The teammates immediately swiped through a row of gender cards, and the little gangster remembered Lin Mian's red lips and white teeth, and laughed wretchedly.

The next second he felt an earthquake, the plaster from the ceiling fell down and hit him in the face, the anti-theft door was kicked open, and the three idiots he was talking about looked at him like they were idiots.

The little gangster swallowed hard, and said sternly, "What are you doing? Breaking into a private house, I called the police!"

"I don't do anything, I just want to ask you a few questions." Time passed, thinking of Lu Yichao and the other "balloon men" who were still in the hospital, Lin Mian's face turned cold.

The coercion belonging to the ancient monster spread in the small living room. The little bastard couldn't bear it, and immediately knelt down. Ling Feiyu's eyes turned into vertical pupils at some point, staring at him coldly.

"Brother, big brother, speak up if you have something to say." The little gangster's voice trembled.

Lin Mian clicked her tongue, just in time to say that she would not listen to you, now she knows she is afraid?

He patiently asked the question again: "Have you ever seen a young man with white hair and one eye in the community?"

"No, no." The little gangster shook his head like a rattle.

Seeing that he didn't look like a fake, Lin Mian was a little disappointed, and heard the little gangster continue: "But I know him."

Lin Mian exchanged a glance with Wu Ting when he heard the words, and was overjoyed, and continued to ask, "Which floor does he live on?"

The little gangster usually lives very well, and he is not familiar with the neighbors at all. He would know that this person was also told by the takeaway boy some time ago that a white-haired young man with secondary illness came to their community, and he also lived in Building No. [-]. Laughing at how rare he was, it turned out that he never saw the delivery guy again in the next few days.

"Our building is on the top floor." The little gangster couldn't help shaking when he saw Ling Feiyu.

"Thank you." Lin Mian nodded to him, and then walked out step by step. The room was full of instant noodle buckets and takeaway boxes, many of which were moldy and dirtier than a garbage dump.

Ling Feiyu gave the little gangster a disgusted look, and followed Lin Mian out. Wu Ting's eyes turned to the computer at the side, and fell on the chat records between him and his teammates, and his sharp eyebrows frowned slightly.

After the three of them left, the little gangster sat back in front of the computer with lingering fear, and slid the mouse twice, but the screen suddenly went dark, and a strong burnt smell emanated from the case.

Little gangster: ... Fuck!

The author has something to say:

Thank you babies for your concern. After the first day, I, Hu Hansan, have successfully crossed the catastrophe!

In addition, I think Candle Dragon is really cool, with a kind of high-cold, mysterious and beautiful aesthetic feeling, maybe one day I will write a monster article attacking Candle Dragon, refill~

感谢在2021-11-2712:16:08~2021-11-2818:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Mumumumuyuxi 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles if you want to change your nickname;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!