The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

Hu Jiu casually observed the passers-by on the street. They were men, women, old and young. They looked nothing unusual, but their expressions were slightly numb and lacked agility. Their movements and conversations were full of indescribable stiffness.

It is impossible to tell whether there is something wrong with them, because normal migrant workers are almost the same, and even have a little more resentment and sorrow.

At this moment, Hu Jiu suddenly saw that a lady wearing slender high heels stumbled and fell. Her body fell forward involuntarily, and her head happened to hit the ground, with a crisp sound. The cervical vertebrae were directly broken.

Falling to the ground and dying is unlucky enough.

What surprised Hu Jiu even more was that the lady who broke her neck calmly stood up, patted the dust on her clothes, and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened. Other passers-by nearby also seemed to have nothing happened.

"...Have you seen it?" Hu Jiu asked tentatively.

"What?" Sun Miao turned her head, seemingly not noticing the horrifying scene just now.

Wang Xianhui and Ye Silanglan didn't say anything. Hu Jiu couldn't help but look at the lady. As if she was aware of being watched, she twisted her neck 180 degrees and stared at Hu Jiu.

A figure suddenly jumped out from the corner of the street, running wildly with teeth and claws, shouting: "I saw it, I saw it, hahahaha..."

The speeding car directly knocked him away and rolled on the ground several times. He was probably dead.

However, a moment later, a bloody corpse stood up unharmed and kept shouting, "It's all fake, it's all fake, the person in charge is a fake, Su Jinghang deceived everyone! Can't tell the difference, can't tell the difference." I can’t tell, I really can’t tell!”

"Did you see it this time?" Hu Jiu asked again. The abnormal phenomenon was happening right under his nose. Do you still have to pretend to be deaf and dumb?

Sun Miao looked confused: "What did you see?"

He followed Hu Jiu's gaze and looked at the crazy passerby, and then he explained as if he suddenly understood:

"Mr. Hu, are you talking about that lunatic? There is too much pressure in today's society. Some people have poor mental capacity and will inevitably go insane and shout things that others cannot understand. The person in charge of protecting this city dares to slander Chief, mental illness is not a reason for him to escape legal punishment, he should be arrested immediately!”

Sun Miao was very angry, and he seemed to have great respect for the person in charge.

Wang Xianhui and Ye Xianglan still said nothing.

"Didn't you see that he was hit by a car just now and was covered in blood?" Hu Jiu said so much.

"Really? He was just scratched, just a minor injury." Sun Miao was serious. He didn't know whether he really didn't see it or because his acting skills were too superb.

"Mr. Hu, there is no need to make a fuss. As long as Su Jinghang, the person in charge of Yuzhou City, is still there, any trouble will be solved."

The new person in charge of Yuzhou City is called Su Jinghang, and Hu Jiu secretly wrote down the name.

Sun Miao notified the law enforcement officers of the situation, and they quickly came to take away the lunatic who was talking nonsense.

The group of people set off again and arrived at a hotel. Sun Miao politely arranged for Hu Jiu to stay and made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening.

Hu Jiu checked the room and then took out the satellite phone, but there was no signal. So far, Yuzhou City seemed to have been shrouded in a layer of fog. Hu Jiu's mind wandered. He left the hotel and went straight to the local public security department.

After stopping a police officer and showing his ID, Hu Jiu asked straight to the point: "I heard that a supernatural incident was suspected to have occurred in Yuzhou City, and that some foreign tourists were missing inexplicably?"

The police officer denied it flatly: "Don't talk nonsense, it's nothing!"

"Headquarters already knows about it. You'd better not hide it and fully cooperate with my investigation. Otherwise, if an irreversible situation occurs, you and your colleagues will not be able to bear the consequences." Hu Jiu's tone was full of danger.

The police officer showed no expression on his face and insisted that the city was very harmonious and peaceful, with nothing weird happening.

There were footsteps behind her. Hu Jiu turned her head and it was Ye Songlan. She said with a sullen face, "It's useless to ask the police. They won't answer your questions."

Hu Jiu took advantage of the opportunity: "Oh? Do you know what happened here?"

Ye Songlan brushed her bangs on her forehead, "I'm not sure either."

"Are you a ghost controller?" Hu Jiu suddenly asked.

Ye Songlan was stunned for a moment and nodded, "You are sent by the headquarters to investigate supernatural events. If you want to know the news, come with me."

Hu Jiu followed him honestly, and the two of them arrived at the central square where the cultural festival was about to be held. People were coming and going, but it was inexplicably lifeless.

"Are you here to investigate too?" Hu Jiu asked softly.

"No, I am the ghost controller of Yuzhou City." Ye Silanglan strode forward, seemingly knowing the surrounding routes well.

"The former head of Yuzhou City, Yue Renchun, is a good friend of mine. I am assisting him here as his deputy, and the headquarters has acquiesced. After Yue Renchun disappeared, I contacted the headquarters and wanted to become the new person in charge, but the headquarters did not A ghost master, Su Jinghang, was parachuted in to be my boss," she said as she walked.

"Although I'm not satisfied, I can't resist the orders of the headquarters. But Su Jinghang himself has serious problems. His state is not right. He likes to practice personality worship. He often shows his holiness in front of people and deliberately hides in crowded places. The place showed off the power of ghosts. Thanks to him, quite a few citizens knew about the existence of ghosts and ghost masters, and almost regarded him as their savior! Fortunately, the headquarters has strong control over the network, so the news did not spread. "Ye Woad is full of resentment.

"Not long ago, a supernatural incident broke out in Yuzhou City. A cloud of pink smoke that could cause confusion in humans flowed downwards. Su Jinghang immediately started the containment work and soon announced that the ghost had been imprisoned. But due to the approaching cultural festival , I don’t know if Li Gui is really imprisoned, let alone why Su Jinghang attaches so much importance to this cultural festival.”

"Two days ago, a tourist disappeared. The missing persons case was not a big case at first, but the strange thing is that the missing person drew a picture on the wall with blood."

The two walked through the central square and came to a remote hut. There was a teapot on the table and the walls were covered with black cloth. Ye Shunlan put her hand on the black cloth, as if hesitating whether to uncover it.

"I suspect that Su Jinghang is brewing some kind of conspiracy. He has concealed information from the headquarters. Something terrible has happened in this city!"

Hu Jiu looked at the wall and said: "The headquarters is afraid that it has noticed something, so it sent people to investigate. By the way, did you really not see it when we were on the road just now? The one who was hit by a car but could still stand up people..."

Ye Songlan frowned and slowly shook her head, "What on earth did you see?"

Hu Jiu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated by half a beat, and he said vaguely: "It's okay, maybe I'm dazzled."

Ye Xianglan no longer hesitated and uncovered the black cloth covering the wall, and a strange painting came into Hu Jiu's eyes.

The lines after the blood has dried are full of chaos, and there is no sense of beauty at all. The bottom of the picture seems to be a quagmire of flesh and blood, with the dancing and twisted figures sinking deep into it. Countless blood vessel-like branches spread from bottom to top, occasionally dotted with tiny fragments. blood flower.

Hu Jiu raised his eyebrows, not understanding what the painting wanted to express.

Ye Songlan averted her eyes slightly, "The missing person's name is Bai Mao. His brain may not be normal anymore, or he may be under the influence of supernatural beings."

Hu Jiu nodded, "So what is your purpose?"

"There is something weird in this city. I always feel that something is not right. I want to find out the reason. You are an investigator sent by the headquarters. At present, our goals are the same." Ye Songlan nodded.

"That's true." Hu Jiu had a well-placed smile on his face, "What do you need me to do? Do you have any more information?"

"With your identity, you can intervene in the investigation openly. According to the intelligence I have collected, you can go to these places where Bai Mao disappeared before he disappeared." Ye Songlan's tone seemed to be giving an order, and then explained He said: "I am restricted by Su Jinghang and it is inconvenient for me to move."

After saying that, Ye Shunlan looked dazed for a moment, and then left without saying a word.

"The helpers who come to your door are not trustworthy." Hu Jiu murmured to himself.

After leaving the central square and coming to a nearby restaurant, Hu Jiu just saw a few people gathering here and whispering, with scrutiny and suspicion in their eyes. Everyone who passed by would be looked at by them.

Hu Jiu found a seat nearby, ordered some food, and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Cough cough..." The occasional coughing sound was very harsh and not from the same person. Almost everyone would cough from time to time, as if they were suffering from an infectious disease.

Hu Jiu looked around and found that everyone who was eating seemed to be coughing, as if they were choking, but the people next door who ordered but didn't take a bite behaved normally.

They watched Hu Jiu pick up the chopsticks and hesitated to speak. When Hu Jiu took a bite of food and put it to his mouth, they couldn't help lowering their voices and said: "Don't eat it!"

"What's wrong?" Hu Jiu asked.

"The food...maybe, something is not right." Several people hesitated, but did not explain the reason.

"Is there any waste oil in it?" Hu Jiu asked in a low voice.

"No, it's not." Their eyes flickered.

Hu Jiu thought thoughtfully: "Do you know that someone disappeared before and painted a picture with blood?"

"You know?" one of them exclaimed, and subconsciously closed his mouth.

"Do you have inside information? I'm here to investigate this matter. If you can provide effective clues, I will give you a considerable informant fee." Hu Jiu came to their table and said with a smile.

"..." Several people looked at each other. Since there is money to be made, there is no need to hesitate anymore. It is not a secret anyway.

"The missing person's name is Bai Mao. Many people know that something happened to him. In fact, he is not the only one who is missing. There is something wrong with this city, but someone warned us not to talk nonsense." Someone said after thinking.

"Who warned you?" Hu Jiu asked.

"Ghost Controller!" After the words fell, the expressions of several people were a little gloomy.

Hu Jiu lowered his eyes: "You all know the existence of the Ghost Controller?"

"That guy named Su comes out every now and then to make noises. Who doesn't know him?" There was both disdain and fear in the tone of these people.

Hu Jiu tapped the table with his fingers: "This is not normal, it may be dangerous, why don't you leave?"

"Yes, why don't we leave?" Several people hesitated for a moment, suddenly realized, and stood up hurriedly, but then sat down again, and their heads slammed on the table with a bang, and blood splashed everywhere, but it still didn't stop.

The other people in the restaurant didn't seem to see or hear anything, and just let a few of them hurt themselves. Hu Jiu casually held down one of them. Seeing that he couldn't communicate at all, he directly picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the food on the table into his mouth. .

Try the food here first to see if there is anything wrong with it.

With the help of Hu Jiu, the lucky one swept away the food on the plate.

"Cough, cough, cough..." He arched his body and coughed violently, wishing he could spit out his internal organs. There were dots of bright red at the corners of his mouth, mixed with some dark filth.

After a long while, the coughing slowed down, and the filth at the corners of his mouth actually flowed back again!

Hu Jiu stared at him and suddenly punched him hard in the stomach!

Hiccup——

He was beaten and vomited.

A mass of dark brown, blood-stained mud gushed out of his mouth.

Hu Jiu covered his nose and retreated in a hurry. Seeing that the mud was slowly moving, he leaned over and carefully checked it. He found that it seemed to be a mass of meat inside. Looking closely, it looked like a wooden tumor growing on a tree trunk, bulging, as if it was pregnant with something.

"The food is indeed wrong. Is it only this restaurant's food that has problems, or is it the whole city's?"

"Is it the pollution caused by the supernatural? Did the person in charge of Yuzhou City deliberately turn a blind eye to the abnormality, or is he the mastermind behind it?" Hu Jiu walked out of the restaurant while thinking, "I am a big bad guy who will stir up trouble in my own city. Could it be that Su Jinghang is also a fellow?"

Thinking of this, Hu Jiu narrowed his eyes. As a villain, he wished that the whole world was full of good people. He didn't need others to compete for the villain's ecological niche. One termite in the headquarters was enough!

Along the streets of Yuzhou City, Hu Jiu walked and stopped all the way. Occasionally, enthusiastic people volunteered to sacrifice themselves to verify the safety of the ingredients for him.

All the samples for the sampling survey were problematic.

At night, Hu Jiu released Sun Miao's pigeon and slowly walked towards Su Jinghang's address.

A light fog rose in the air at some point. The dark night sky was dotted with only a few stars, and the moon was hidden deep in the clouds. The streets were bustling with people and brightly lit. There were many vendors on the roadside. There was a faint sound of music echoing in my ears, but I couldn't find the source.

Hu Jiu walked through it, brushing shoulders with passers-by, and the joy was all for others. However, he noticed that those passers-by with smiles had numbness in their eyes, as if they were just cooperating with the performance.

Su Jinghang's home was a mansion. When Hu Jiu arrived, he saw Ye Songlan outside.

She was still dressed as she was during the day, and when she saw Hu Jiu, she asked: "Why are you here?"

"Visiting Su Jinghang." Hu Jiu said as a matter of course: "He is the person in charge of Yuzhou City. I am an investigator sent by the headquarters. I have to see him anyway."

"It's very dangerous here, especially at night." Ye Songlan reminded.

The dim street lights illuminated the ground, and the green belt was lush and silent.

It was too quiet.

"Don't walk around." Ye Songlan said again, motioning Hu Jiu to follow.

Hu Jiu saw that the further he went, the denser the plants became, like wild weeds growing wildly.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

Ye Songlan did not answer, and the two walked in silence. Something strange happened. Su Jinghang's house was clearly in front of them, but they walked for a long time and the distance seemed to have not changed at all, as if they were always standing still.

Ghost wall?

There was a swish behind him, and Hu Jiu turned around and saw a touch of pink in the night. The darkness around him became deeper and deeper. He heard a faint murmur of unknown meaning in his ears. There was a trace of sadness in the noisy chaos, like the whispers of an invisible person,

which made people's backs cold.

The murmur lasted for a few seconds, and after it disappeared, Hu Jiu hurriedly turned back. There was only the road under his feet in his vision. The darkness surrounded him and he could not see his hand in front of his face.

"Ye Songlan?" Hu Jiu called softly, but there was no response. Looking around, he could still roughly distinguish the direction.

Ignoring the missing Ye Songlan, he continued to walk forward. The buildings he could see seemed to be stained with mottled mud spots, and he didn't know how they were splashed.

In the endless silence and darkness, Hu Jiu walked for a long time, but still didn't reach the end. He squatted down and made a relatively obvious circular mark on the ground.

He observed every step carefully afterwards. After about three minutes, he stopped and saw the mark he had just left, and there was another symbol next to the circular mark.

"Someone found my mark. There are others on this road. Is it Ye Songlan? Or something else?" Hu Jiu thought, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

As soon as he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a figure not far away. It was a young man wearing a plaid shirt, with short hair, pale face, and mechanical steps.

"Hello?" Hu Jiu greeted politely.

The other party said nothing, walked along the road like a puppet, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Hu Jiu walked in the opposite direction for a few minutes, and soon saw the circular mark again. This road seemed to be a Möbius strip that could not be walked out.

"Was I lost in the ghost area?" Hu Jiu thought for a while. Since walking forward and backward did not work, could I get out of this road by walking left and right?

He took a tentative step to the left. As soon as he stepped out, he vaguely saw shocking scratches all over the stone slabs on the ground, which seemed to be scratched by human fingers.

It can be imagined that someone may have been lost on this road, repeating the cycle over and over again, until he was exhausted and lost his mind, fell to the ground and scratched the ground unwillingly...

The darkness around him became thicker and thicker. Hu Jiu interrupted his imagination in time and continued to walk in this direction. Suddenly, he stepped on a hard and protruding foreign object with a crisp texture.

He looked down and saw a broken mask.

"White mask?" Hu Jiu recognized that it was a supernatural item developed by the headquarters and had already been used.

"Who left it here?" Hu Jiu thought and looked around. On the dark road, a figure was quickly approaching him.

It was Ye Silan, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"How come you disappeared while walking?" Hu Jiu asked calmly.

"There is a ghost!" Ye Songlan's face turned ugly, "This place turned out to be Yue Renchun's territory. After Su Jinghangjiu occupied the magpie nest, this ghost road that was supposed to be used to guard the home and nursing home underwent unknown mutations. The previous passage The method doesn’t work anymore.”

"That's right." Hu Jiu said thoughtfully, "I just saw a stranger on the road. He didn't respond when I called him. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead."

"Maybe it's someone who broke in here accidentally." Ye Songlan seemed to be lost in memories: "Yue Renchun is a very powerful ghost controller. He has imprisoned many ghosts. The last time he went out to perform a confidential mission, he just disappeared. He has not yet When it was confirmed that he was dead, the headquarters couldn't wait to send someone to replace him and take over his property. It looked so ugly. "

Hu Jiu raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Ye Silanglan was very resentful towards the headquarters, but if she was really Yue Renchun's good friend, this would be a normal reaction.

"Yue Renchun is amazing. He endured unimaginable pressure to protect Yuzhou City. When I was caught in a supernatural incident, he personally rescued me. Later, I became a ghost controller. I didn't seek fame or fortune, I just wanted to be like him. People!" When mentioning Yue Renchun, Ye Songlan's eyes were full of longing.

Hu Jiu listened calmly to her rainbow fart. To be honest, he felt that Ye Songlan respected Yue Renchun so much, and that good-looking face played at least half of the role.

"So what do you want to do now?" Hu Jiu asked.

"There are many evil spirits in Yue Renchun's house that have not been surrendered. I wanted to guard it for him, but Su Jinghang was too hasty, conceited and arrogant. I guess that after he occupied this place, he accidentally triggered the trap that Yue Renchun had laid in advance. , released a very scary ghost, so this city is full of weird things." Ye Songlan sighed: "Sun Miao is the loser who manages Su Jinghang's property. The two of them are a snake and a rat. None of them are good!”

Under the leadership of Ye Xianglan, she finally got out of the circular path by some unknown means. The darkness gradually dissipated, and ahead was the gate of this mansion.

Hu Jiu followed Ye Songlan and asked, "Are we just going to go in like this?"

Ye Songlan nodded: "Don't worry, I'm more familiar with it here."

After opening the door, the mansion was quiet and no one was there, but there seemed to be something in the darkness in the corner, and there was an inexplicable feeling of being spied on.

"It seems like no one is taking care of it here." Hu Jiu pointed at the stains all over the floor, which seemed to be dried mud water and had an unpleasant smell.

Just as Ye Songlan was about to say something, her expression suddenly fell into a trance, as if she had thought of something, and she searched everywhere familiarly.

Returned empty handed.

Ye Songlan's face was ugly. Yue Renchun's collection of ghosts and supernatural objects were lost when they were displayed on the surface, but why were the ones hidden in secret places gone? No one knows the structure of this mansion better than her. Su Jinghang, a newcomer, will definitely not be able to find where Yue Renchun hides his things in a short time!

Looking at Ye Silanglan who was a little angry, Hu Jiu raised the corners of her mouth slightly. She looked a bit despicable!

After struggling for a long time without finding any useful clues, the two finally had no choice but to leave.

It was already late at night. Normally, most people should go home and rest after get off work, including police officers. But when Hu Jiu passed by the local public security agency, he saw a shocking scene.

The uniformed police officers stood neatly at the door of the police station, eyes closed and motionless, solemn and lifeless.

They are all dead.

It was unknown when he died. There was a light layer of dust on the surface of the body. He must have been dead for some time, but there was no sign of decay.

Hu Jiu was confused: "The police officers are dead, who was patrolling the city before?"

Ye Songlan looked in a daze, "What are you talking nonsense about?"

"Didn't you see it?" Hu Jiu was shocked.

"Oops!"

A large amount of mud suddenly flowed out of the corpse's mouth and nose, and a faint pink mist emitted. Just one glance made people feel dangerous for no reason.

The incorruptibility of dead bodies is a strange phenomenon. Based on Hu Jiu's poor biological knowledge, after a person dies, the body's immune system collapses and microorganisms multiply. In an environment with suitable temperature and humidity like Yuzhou City, the corpse should have been dead long ago. Not like a human anymore.

But the corpses in front of them were intact, not rotten, and didn't even have corpse odor.

Hu Jiu could only think that something supernatural was at work.

The mud and the diffused powder mist moved without any wind, spreading in the direction of Hu Jiu and Ye Shulan.

Hu Jiu ran away immediately. Ye Silanglan didn't know why, but she didn't think Hu Jiu was being unreasonable, so she ran with him.

Under the night, the mist swirled, rising and falling like breathing, like an evil beast. Ye Silanglan seemed not to notice it and only coughed a few times. She was not a fool. Although she couldn't see it, she could feel it. Something is wrong.

The pink mist was not moist, but had an obvious grainy feel like sand. When Ye Shuanglan breathed, she felt as if foreign matter had entered her throat and lungs. There was a burst of itching and burning. The fine particles blocked the alveoli and were in contact with the fluid in the body. The liquids coalesce and form a slurry-like clog.

Ye Songlan felt stuffy in her chest and coughed several times. Her eyes were red and seemed to bleed. She glanced at Hu Jiu beside her. He was fine. However, a lot of wide white cloth suddenly fell from the air, wrapping him like a mummy. Only his eyes were exposed, and his eyes were very solemn.

"Cough cough cough..." Ye Songlan wanted to ask something, but she kept coughing, and the force seemed to tear her trachea.

After leaving the range of the fog, Hu Jiu turned around and saw that Ye Songlan was lying on the ground, curled up into a ball, the muscles on his back could not stop twitching, and mud flowed out of his eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

"What happened?" Hu Jiu used the supernatural power of Bai Ling to resist the fog from the outside world. He recalled the strange scenes he saw after coming to this city. The police officers had been killed and the judicial administrative agencies might have been paralyzed. Normally, the city should have been in chaos.

No, perhaps the entire Yuzhou City has fallen. The citizens on the streets who feel out of place and the spreading mist are all telling that the city has undergone an unimaginable change.

What kind of terrifying power is it that can affect an entire city?

Just as Hu Jiu kept guessing, Ye Songlan's cough turned into vomiting. She barely stood up, bent over, and vomited a ball of fishy filth.

The thing was the size of a palm and kept squirming. It was not an internal organ, but a woody tumor that Hu Jiu had seen before. Then Ye Songlan vomited the second and third balls...

It was sticky and disgusting.

Hu Jiu looked at the white-haired girl in front of him in horror as she vomited mud comparable to her weight, and it took a long time to calm down.

When Ye Songlan looked up again, she saw Hu Jiu suddenly stepped back several steps, and even made a gesture of disgust and vigilance, so she asked impatiently: "Why are you stepping back?"

"Are you okay?" Hu Jiu asked in a deep voice, staring at her with a little vigilance.

Ye Songlan stared, "You are the one who is in trouble! Why did you wrap yourself up like a dumpling?"

Hu Jiu waved his hand: "This is the ghost I control, what happened to you just now?"

"Don't worry, maybe I ate something bad." Ye Songlan explained seriously.

What do you call eating something bad? Hu Jiu glanced at the sludge that was still squirming on the ground, with an expression like an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

"By the way, what happened to you just now, why did you suddenly run away?" Ye Songlan asked.

Hu Jiu said slowly: "In my vision, this city is full of abnormal phenomena, but you can't see anything. I suspect that there is something wrong with your cognitive ability."

Ye Songlan's forehead suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and he thought for a few seconds, "Is there a possibility that there is actually something wrong with your cognition, and everything you see is abnormal?"

Impossible, absolutely impossible! Hu Jiu firmly believed that he would not be affected.

Ye Songlan asked: "What did you see first?"

"The creeping mud, the diffuse mist, the mass death of police officers, the passers-by who were seriously injured but could still stand up and act as if nothing happened..." Hu Jiu answered concisely.

Ye Songlan looked at him with an increasingly strange look in his eyes, "According to what you said, there is something wrong with the whole city, at least it is a Class A supernatural event, how is this possible?"

Hu Jiu put away the white silk: "Maybe I was really contaminated by the supernatural and saw it wrongly."

Ye Songlan also thought so and comforted Hu Jiu a few words.

"There is nothing to gain tonight, let's go back first, you should be able to meet Su Jinghang at the cultural festival tomorrow, you can go and test him."

Hu Jiu nodded, and the two returned the same way.

When they returned to the hotel, Hu Jiu's eyes widened slightly and glanced at Ye Songlan, her expression did not change.

Hu Jiu turned his gaze to the front desk of the hotel, where stood a human figure made of countless piles of mud, covered with human flesh and dirty clothes. Between the muddy gaps, a pair of turbid eyes covered with red bloodshot looked at him.

Hu Jiu looked away and did not look into those eyes.

"Sir, what service do you need?" The monster asked respectfully. Its voice was sharp and piercing, not like that of a human, and it was unbearable to listen to.

The key point is that it seems not to know that it is a monster. It still maintains human self-awareness and lives like a human. Others do not seem to see its abnormality and only regard it as a service staff at the front desk of the hotel.

Hu Jiu ignored the mud monster. He was thinking about a question. If the monster does not know that it is a monster, will all the people in this city...

With such doubts, Hu Jiu walked upstairs. Ye Songlan walked shoulder to shoulder with him. Fearing that Hu Jiu would misunderstand, she explained: "I live next door to you."

Turning the corner of the stairs, Sun Miao and Wang Xianhui came towards them.

"Mr. Hu, you and Miss Ye..." Sun Miao did not mention the fact that they had agreed to have dinner together in the evening but were stood up, and there was a hint of ambiguity in his words.

"We met by chance on the road." Ye Songlan said indifferently.

In Hu Jiu's field of vision, there was a festering wound across Wang Xianhui's neck, deep enough to see the bone, and rotten flesh and blood mixed with mud. Sun Miao looked normal on the surface, but it seemed that there were countless maggots crawling slowly under his face, which made people feel disgusted.

Sun Miao seemed to want to test something, and he stopped Hu Jiu and Ye Songlan from greeting each other without any tact. His tone was a little weird, echoing in the silent corridor, like the call of an evil god, and the lights dimmed a little. The light seemed to be bound by some abnormal force, and the area illuminated by the light gradually blurred with the edge of the darkness, as if it would be swallowed at any time.

Hu Jiu said a few perfunctory words and sent Sun Miao away.

Wang Xianhui followed Sun Miao closely. The wound on her neck continued to worsen, and the skin on her face also cracked slightly, with flesh and mud underneath the cracks.

Back in the room, Hu Jiu fell on the bed, thinking about what he had experienced that day.

Wang Xianhui had only stayed in this city for a few days, and she had become such a ghost. Then the local residents must have been... hopeless!

The headquarters only sent Hu Jiu to investigate, which somewhat misjudged the situation here.