Fast Transmigration Boss is a male god harvester

Chapter 357 Splashing in Mary Sue's World (62)

She didn't want to stay here any longer, so she took steps and hurried out.

Similar to the depression of the school, there should be a bustling snack street outside the school. At this time, not only can you not see the crowded stalls, even the shops are closed. It is quiet and there is no one.

There were a lot of common garbage such as plastic bags and bottles left on the ground. At this moment, the sun in the sky was scorching hot, and the warm sunlight shone on her face. It didn't make Shen Chi You feel at ease, but made her panic even more.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, blowing the fallen leaves on the street, sweeping up a lot of dust and rushing towards him, Shen Chiyou was caught off guard and sucked a mouthful of ash in his throat.

"Cough, cough, cough", couldn't help coughing violently, Shen Chiyou rubbed his nose with an ugly face, which relieved a lot, but the smell at the tip of the nose...

Shen Chiyou took a breath carefully, and slowly recalled the familiarity of this smell.

Fuck, it smells like burnt paper ashes.

Shen Chiyou looked around without saying a word, but there was still no one there.

At the corner of the street, there were a few burnt briquettes lying there, piled up in a strange shape.

Shen Chiyou pulled his coat tightly, and ran directly to the place where the original owner lived in his memory.

After turning left and right in the winding street, Shen Chiyou finally saw the familiar door in his memory.

The door is already covered with mottled rust, and even the skin on the wood has become the traces of years in the wind and sun. There is a small window beside it, which is different from the modern window with sliding glass. The old-fashioned wooden windows are small and dark, covered with dust, and can't even cast any light.

Almost all the houses on this street are like this. There are almost no bright windows, mottled doors that are similar to each other, and a quiet street.

Shen Chiyou touched his trousers bag, where there was a key.

But for some unknown reason, Shen Chiyou tried many times, but failed to open the door. On the contrary, the wooden door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made an extremely harsh sound of "creaking and creaking" by himself.

Shen Chiyou looked at the lock cylinder carefully. Although the door has a sense of age, the lock cylinder has no rust at all, and it doesn't look bad.

Putting the key back into the bag again, Shen Chiyou raised his hand and knocked on the door, but the response to her was nothing but silence.

Didn't it follow the system's reminder that the original owner lived with his grandma? This grandma should be at home, why did he knock on the door and get no response at all?

Shen Chiyou couldn't help being confused.

With a glance, he remembered the small window he had just seen, and Shen Chiyou walked over. The window was a little low, and Shen Chiyou bent down, wanting to see what was going on inside.

But the window hadn't been cleaned for many years, and it was so hazy that it couldn't be seen clearly.

Helpless, Shen Chiyou had to get closer to see clearly.

The inside is very empty, the floor is still a concrete floor, and there are no tiles. There are some potholes and unevenness. There are all kinds of rags on the ground, small pieces piled up together, and there is a black spot in the corner. Where is the pile of painted things.

Hanging on the wall are some strange-shaped things that Shen Chiyou can’t name, and some unknown black cloth pockets hanging on them, and further up, there is a pitch-black light bulb, which is covered with black dots, which has completely disappeared. The light of the bulb is covered, so that even if the light is turned on, it is as if only a candle is lit, and it does not have any lighting effect at all, and it also creates a weird feeling.

(End of this chapter)