Supernatural recovery, my system is a computer

Next to the one-way glass outside the interrogation room, Yan Nan, with a beard on his face, stared sharply at the interrogation scene inside.

In the interrogation room, the interrogator's tone was cold, like the sound of a machine.

"Name?"

"Xu Xuan."

"gender?"

Xu Xuan raised his head and continued: "Male."

"age?"

"25 is old."

"Nation?"

"Jincheng people."

The interrogator asked about his educational background and family members, and asked Xu Xuan to name his three best friends. After a while, it finally came to the meaty scene.

"Why did you show up at Qingniu District People's Hospital?"

"I live next to the hospital. There is an old community nearby and the rent is very cheap." Xu Xuan replied.

"You obviously don't understand what I mean, or are you still pretending to be stupid?" The interrogator turned the only light in the room to shine on Xu Xuan, and Xu Xuan subconsciously avoided the light.

"What I'm asking is, why did you show up at Qingniu District People's Hospital in the early hours of last night?" the interrogator said word by word.

Xu Xuan, who avoided the light, had already set off a storm of thoughts in his mind. What should he do? Admit it?Or fight to the end? He made a decision after 1 minute. He has never been an indecisive person, just like the boy who once was in college, who admired girls but never looked back after being rejected.

Xu Xuan raised his head and faced the white light in front of him, even though he couldn't see anything clearly behind the light: "Are you a government agency?"

The interrogator's voice came from behind the white light: "Yes."

Xu Xuan lay back on the chair, his hands shaking and making a rattling sound. His hands and feet were cuffed.

"Where do you want to start? Let me think about it."

Xu Xuan recalled the experience two days ago very clearly, because it was so exciting that it completely overturned the materialist education he had received for more than 20 years.

Two days ago, May 5, 8:2 pm.

A few days after the beginning of summer, the weather already looked like summer. Xu Xuan got off the bus and turned into a narrow alley. On one side of the alley was the Qingniu District People's Hospital, and on the other side was a row of old residential buildings. The residential area was the highest. There are seven floors, and Xu Xuan happens to live on the top floor.

He climbed up to the seventh floor with tired steps. At the corner of the stairwell of the old community was a large unsealed window. People's Hospital could be seen outside the window. When Xu Xuan turned the corner, he inexplicably felt that someone was staring at him. Look, so he turned to look out the window. People were coming and going inside the window of the People's Hospital, but he couldn't see anything strange.

He attributed this to his being too sensitive. He had this strange problem since he was a child. Occasionally he felt someone was staring at him, but he had never noticed anything unusual. This was the result of his verification many times, because he felt that there was someone there. , indeed no one.

So he went upstairs without a care and used the cross key to unlock the door. The key turned with difficulty, and the door creaked open.

He rented a one-bedroom and one-living house, eliminating the complicated and complicated interpersonal relationships that required careful maintenance of shared apartments.When he came to the living room, he spread himself out on the old fabric sofa. The landlord was very hygienic and kept even the fabric sofa clean. This was why Xu Xuan chose to rent this house.

Today at noon, he attended a class reunion organized by his college classmates. He has never liked to participate, because class reunions have long since deteriorated. He only had to go because a buddy who slept with him specially invited him and he couldn't bear it.

Sure enough, when they arrived at the party, the classmates were either comparing jobs and salaries, or showing off luxury cars and a mansion where they could ride bicycles.The average classmates, who have been severely beaten by society for three years, naturally praise the proud second generation.

Xu Xuan was noncommittal about this. After all, humans are social animals. Students who lower their stature are not humble, and the second generation is not noble. Everyone has his own rules of survival. There is no need to force others to act according to your or so-called social values.

So Xu Xuan called his bedmate Yu Bin to the empty table next door, chatted for two hours over a few bottles of beer and half a plate of peanuts, and then left.

The sofa was soft, and the old air conditioner in the living room had a good cooling effect, but it made a clicking noise, like an unpleasant lullaby. Xu Xuan didn't get up until 8 o'clock.

He opened WeChat on his mobile phone and saw a message from "Strange Cree": "The manuscript must be submitted before 12 o'clock, otherwise we will no longer cooperate."

Xu Xuan sighed. "Strange Cree" is a website editor. His website has many fans. Most of his articles introduce the excellent Chinese culture. They are very in-depth and have even attracted many literary figures to sit down. Xu Xuan writes Of course, it is not about telling ghost stories, but it is about expressing views on ancient religions and supernatural stories.

He has submitted three manuscripts to "Strange Creation", and each time he has been rewarded handsomely. One of his manuscripts even appeared on the front page of the website. However, this editor has a bad temper and never talks on the phone. He only urges people through WeChat. draft.So Xu Xuan's current means of earning a living is freelance writing. It's a pity that he has an accounting diploma. I would like to warn everyone that if you take the path of studying, you must not be confused when choosing a major.

So, Xu Xuan had to get up, take out a bottle of Red Bull from the old Haier refrigerator, drink it, sit down at the workstation in the bedroom, and click on the laptop. Just when he was about to enter the startup interface, the screen suddenly became blurry.

Xu Xuan remembered the instructions of the computer class teacher and turned off and on again.The result remains the same.

So he sighed again, dug out the ultra-thick notebook he bought in college from the bottom of the closet, connected it to the power supply, and carefully clicked the power button.

Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang...

The system was an XP system that he specially asked a computer salesman to install. It had a sense of the times. At that time, the master thought he was here to cause trouble, so he found multiple USB flash drives before installing this system for him that almost no one could install. .Xu Xuan only did this because he had a desktop computer at home that had this system installed. It was a kind of commemoration.

The computer fan turned up as expected and the computer started up normally.Xu Xuan went to the cloud and downloaded the basic information to the computer. This was an experience gained through blood and tears, so the information must be saved in the cloud.

Ding. "Professor Wang Daode explains the origin of Buddhism" was successfully downloaded.

Ding. "The Thirteen Buddhist Sutras" was downloaded successfully.

Ding. "Introduction to Buddhist Studies" was successfully downloaded.

Ding. "Understanding Buddhist Scriptures in 30 Days" was successfully downloaded.

Ding. "Diamond Sutra - Heart Sutra Collection" was downloaded successfully.

Ding. "Ksitigarbha Sutra" downloaded successfully.

Ding. "Buddha Speaks of Amitabha Sutra" was successfully downloaded.

...............

It wasn't until more than ten files were downloaded that the download prompt stopped. "Strange Cree" asked him to write a manuscript on the theme of Buddhism and the devil. In fact, he was almost finished. He downloaded all Buddhist books to improve the manuscript. It is expected to be delivered before 10 o'clock.

Xu Xuan finally downloaded the semi-finished manuscript from the cloud. The name of the Word file was "One Thought of Buddha and Demon" and he was about to open it.

Bang, the battery at the back of the computer exploded, and a strange energy hit Xu Xuan's brain, knocking him unconscious on his engineering chair.

In a daze, he felt his body float up and then land. He looked up and saw a black building standing in the night. He was very familiar with it. It was the hospital building.

And this time he saw the source of the voyeuristic gaze. In the window on the fifth floor, under the dim light, someone was standing by the window, smiling at him. His long hair hung in front of him, but Xu Xuan could see To the corners of his mouth that were about to reach his ears, and his crimson eyes.

Xu Xuan couldn't help but shudder. Is there a ghost?