Why is My Second Dimension Weird?

Xu Ming rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and finally found some incompletely burned book pages in some corners, which seemed to record someone's experience diary.

——Only Sichuan cuisine is Chinese cuisine...

——...It has clearly achieved the ultimate numbness and spicyness! ...still can't win...

——It must not be spicy enough!Next time use Indian ghost peppers…

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Looking at the strange and extreme remarks on these torn pages, Xu Ming looked strange.

No matter how you think about it, the only person who can write this kind of thing is the leader of Chinese food research—Jiugao.

This guy's road got narrower and narrower at the beginning. Not only did he not understand the essence of Chinese cuisine, he even only grasped part of the essence of Sichuan cuisine. He always thought that Sichuan cuisine was only "spicy".

Sichuan cuisine draws a wide range of materials, seasons changeable, and has a variety of dishes. The taste is both fresh and mellow, and it is famous for its good use of spicy and spicy seasoning.

Note that it is to make good use of spicy food, not just good use of spicy food.

The only thing worthy of praise is that this yellow-haired boy occupies the eighth seat of the top ten only by relying on spicy food, which can be regarded as highlighting the power and breadth of Chinese cuisine from the side.

What surprised Xu Ming was that Jiu Wo Zhaoji's experience diaries were not only written vertically from right to left, but also in traditional Chinese.

If you don't look at the content, it looks like it was left by an ancient man from the Celestial Dynasty.

Is this guy too deep into the drama?

Xu Ming put down the fragmented pages of the diary, and searched the study carefully again. He didn't find any useful clues, but found a lot of fragmented Sichuan cuisine recipes.

Xu Ming only likes to eat and doesn't like to cook, so he put the recipe back.

After leaving the study, Xu Ming walked to another house in the side garden.

Walking to the center of the courtyard, Xu Ming deliberately stopped and listened carefully to the commotion in the back garden.

The monster was still making a fuss in the back garden, but Xu Ming's face tightened.

He could hear clearly that the monster had come to the right side of the back garden, and it wouldn't be long before it could search the entire back garden.

When it finds out that Xu Ming is not in the back garden, with the cunning of that monster, it will definitely search around the entire ancient house.

With monsters patrolling everywhere, it was even more troublesome for Xu Ming to find clues.

Xu Ming couldn't help speeding up his pace and came to the door of the unsearched room.

Squeak!

The moment Xu Ming pushed open the door, a gust of cold wind blew in front of him.

Xu Ming couldn't help shivering.

Just opening the door, Xu Ming felt a strange and cold aura rushing towards him, which made Xu Ming feel even more uncomfortable than the Datong shop where more than a dozen ground-bound spirits were hidden.

This appears to be the hostess' boudoir.

The quaint carved dressing table was covered with dust, and some weirdly shaped bugs could be seen crawling around in the gaps of the carved patterns.

Behind the dressing table was a huge copper mirror, the mirror surface was a little fuzzy, and the edges were covered with green patina like moss.

Most of the embroidery screen embroidered with the beauty pattern was torn off, leaving only half of the body and half of the face of the beauty in the screen, staring at Xu Ming at the door with a strange look.

The whole house is covered with gauze.A gust of wind blew by, shaking the dusty veil.

Very weird.The point is, Xu Ming always feels weird in this room...

"!"

Xu Ming glanced around subconsciously again, blessed to his heart, he finally found out where the problem was.

Along the way he walked, almost all the rooms had traces of being burned, but this one was not.

Since it was not attacked by flames, there is a high probability of leaving clues!

The monsters in the back garden were still stalking. Even though he knew that this house was definitely weird, Xu Ming could only bite the bullet.

Thinking of this, Xu Ming took a deep breath, held up his mobile phone, and stepped into the room.

Walking into the room, Xu Ming realized that the temperature in the room seemed to be even lower, almost like an ice cellar, and the gloomy chill surrounded him from all directions.

Xu Ming endured the physical and psychological discomfort, and began to search the room carefully.

Entering the door, there is a jujube round table with some tea sets and a glazed lamp, which is covered with dust and damaged.

Going in on the right, there is a room separated by carved fences and beaded curtains, in which there is a top bed from the Qing Dynasty.

The moment he saw that bed, Xu Ming couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

There was a dirty quilt piled on the bed.

The quilt was completely bulged up, as if... there was a person hiding inside! ?

Xu Ming held up the mobile phone in one hand, and opened the curtain with the other.

Whoa!

The bead strings on the curtain suddenly collided with each other, making a chaotic sound.

Many ropes have been completely rotten, unable to bear the weight of the beads at all, crackling!fell to the ground.

Large and small wooden beads bounced and rolled on the ground, and the messy noise disturbed people's mind.

Xu Ming slowly approached the bed, his muscles tensed.

I saw him pulling a corner of the quilt, flipping it vigorously, and at the same time quickly took a step back, putting the camera phone in front of him, staring at the bed vigilantly.

To Xu Ming's surprise, there was neither the wraith he imagined nor a rotting corpse under the quilt, only two tattered pillows.

Xu Ming frowned slightly.

Judging from the position of the pillows and the shape of the quilt, it is obvious that someone deliberately pretended to be someone under the quilt.

Who is it and why is it doing this?

At this moment, Xu Ming suddenly felt a tingle on his back, as if someone was watching him.

Xu Ming immediately turned around and scanned the room with his eyes, but found nothing.

This room is really a bit evil.

In addition to the threat of monsters, Xu Ming accelerated the search again.

He violently opened the drawers and cabinet doors in the room, and the sound of rummaging through the cabinets was heard directly outside the door.

Soon, Xu Ming found a notebook with a dirty cover in the drawer of the dresser.

So, Xu Ming casually opened the first page and began to flip through it.

——Where is this place?Why am I here?Shouldn't I study Chinese cuisine?

--monster!There are monsters here!

— That monster is here again tonight!It's in the room!

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— That monster should have found me!It comes here every night now!

—I stuffed pillows under the quilt, pretended to be a human, and hid in the wardrobe.After tonight, I don't know how long I can hold on!

--can not go out!Why can't you get out!Why no one came to rescue me! ?

……

Xu Ming looked at the notebook in front of him with a solemn expression.

From the reading between the lines, Xu Ming seems to be able to see that the recorder of the notes went from the confusion of straying into a strange place at the beginning, to the panic of finding a monster here, to the despair of being unable to escape from the place where the monster is approaching.

Xu Ming flipped through the pages one by one. After thirty pages, Xu Ming turned to the last page, on which was written the recorder's last words.

——I have been in this ghost place for a month.I can't get out, no one else can get in, and I have to avoid that monster every night. I've had enough of this kind of life! !

——The last pen of Miyoko Hojo.

Xu Ming looked at the last page, Miyoko Hojo's despair seemed to penetrate the paper.

Miyoko Hojo is a rare chef specializing in Chinese cuisine in the original work of "The Spirit of the Halberd". Although she is a woman, she is a strong person.

It's hard to imagine her being driven to such a desperate state.

And the despair note she left behind gave Xu Ming a lot of useful information.

Unlike Xu Ming who came here on his own initiative, Miyoko Kitajo probably entered here by mistake, got trapped, and left this desperate note.

The information revealed from the notebook was combined with Xu Ming's own observation.

This should be a different space that is not connected to the outside world, and the entrance should be in the ruins of the Chinese Food Research Institute.Every time a blood moon rises, the portal will open.

But I don't know about the export.

Xu Ming has personally practiced it. There is a "ghost hitting the wall" at the gate, and it is impossible to get out.

There must be some crucial clue that he has not grasped.

If Xu Ming has been unable to find this crucial clue, what awaits him will be the same fate as Miyoko Hojo:

He couldn't find the exit for a long time, and he had to exhaust his energy to deal with the monster every night. In the end, he either committed suicide in despair or died in the hands of the monster.

Just as Xu Ming was thinking with his notebook, another chill came straight up from his tailbone.

The feeling of being spied on appeared again!

Xu Ming quickly turned around to check, and at the same time listened to the movement outside the room.

The sound of the monster being dismantled was faintly heard outside the door, and it seemed to be in the direction of the back garden.

Xu Ming heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that it wasn't the monster that was watching him.

Then what could be spying on him?

Obviously, there is a new 'weird' hidden in this room!

Xu Ming scanned the room carefully, even the beams above his head, under the bed, under the table, inside the cabinet and other blind spots, but he still couldn't find the source of the line of sight.

The monster is about to come out of the back garden at any moment, there is no longer any delay!

As soon as Xu Ming gritted his teeth, he walked out of the house.

At this moment, Xu Ming felt a dark red light flashing in the corner of his eyes.