Ten-Dimensional Covenant [Unlimited]

Do you still have old newspapers from decades ago in the browsing room?

Fortunately for him, he met Lao Lu and found these precious original materials.

"It's enough to read the news in the newspaper, don't believe everything." Lu Xingguo's voice interrupted Yuzhou's thinking.

"Old Lu, do you know what's hidden?" Yu Zhou asked.

"Of course." Lao Lu sat down on his rocking chair with a hot cup of red dates and wolfberry tea in his hand, "As long as they lived in City B in 04, there is no one who doesn't know what happened that year."

He seemed to have said these words many times. The hot breath from his mouth brushed against the glasses on the bridge of his nose and turned into a blur of white mist, "That was a day I will never forget in my life."

October 2004, 10, an autumn. The people of city b have just come out of the terror of SARS, they are like frightened birds, they dare not take a step at the gate. .

Therefore, there are few people on the street, except for a few sparse sycamore trees, it doesn't look like a city.

Lu Xingguo walked down Daqian Alley with a bag of potatoes and a small pot of the cheapest rapeseed oil, ready to go home and cook a dish of braised potatoes.

He has no wife, no children, no father and no mother, a typical bachelor, no one will care even if he dies, so he walks on the road without wearing any mask or goggles.

At this moment, a woman in a red padded jacket suddenly ran past him.

While running, he yelled: "It's bad, the Hualian Commercial Building exploded!"

Out of human innate curiosity.Lu Xingguo paused, gave up on the way home, and followed the woman's buttocks instead.

The Hualian Commercial Building in City B is located in the city center, very close to Lu Xingguo's home. Within 5 minutes, he arrived at the scene of the incident. The entrance of the building was already crowded with people. Countless policemen and firefighters came in and out, busy. It was sweating profusely.

It's just that the scene is somewhat different from what the woman described.

I saw thick smoke billowing from the bright and beautiful high-rise buildings, but it was not pungent.After careful identification, Lu Xingguo realized that it was not smoke, but fog.

A white mist as thick as milk enveloped the entire building, and faint black shadows fell on the windows and disappeared in a flash, just like a ghostly place in a story.

What's even more frightening is that the five-story building lost one floor out of thin air, which is creepy.

"I'm not dazzled, right? Brother, do you think the third floor is too wooden?" The middle-aged woman in a red flower jacket patted Lu Xingguo's arm.

Lu Xingguo was also in shock. The third floor between the second floor and the fourth floor disappeared, and there was not even any gap between the two floors, as if the original third floor did not exist at all.

What kind of explosion produces fog instead of smoke?And what kind of explosion could blow up the entire third floor without destroying the second and fourth floors at all.

Lu Xingguo wanted to get a closer look, but was stopped by the law enforcement police, so he had to give up.

The crowd of onlookers is increasing, and more and more bodies are being lifted out of the building.

The fog became thicker, like a cocoon, enveloping all the secrets.

At this moment, the cry of a child pierced the sky. Immediately afterwards, the three children were rescued by the firefighters. Two of them fell into a coma and quickly got into the ambulance. The remaining one...

"The remaining name is this person." Yuzhou interrupted Lu Xingguo's narration, pointing to Xiao Hechou in the newspaper and said.

"That's right. It's a poor baby. Mom died and dad became a vegetable again. Life will be difficult in the future." Lu Xingguo said with emotion.

Yuzhou has mixed feelings in his heart. Xiao Hechou's mother died in the 1013 bombing, so could he be the person in the hospital bed of 1013?After that, he was adopted by Professor Suter?Professor Suter, no, or does Huijin Private Hospital have anything to do with this bombing?

If it wasn't for the wrong time, anyone would think that this method of stealing the sky and changing the sun was the handiwork of the convention.

Convention...

Yuzhou's eyelids twitched suddenly, could it be a convention?

Looking at the pile of newspapers in his hand, he suddenly frantically rummaged through them.

Lu Xingguo was taken aback by his actions, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Suicide, was there any report of suicide before and after the 1013 bombing?" Yuzhou said without raising his head.

"Huh." Lu Xingguo was slightly surprised, "This is the first time you've asked me this question."

That's natural, Yuzhou said in his heart, four years ago, the ten-dimensional convention hadn't come yet, no one would link that series of tricks with the convention.

"Let me think about it. I remember that it happened to be a year after the end of SARS. There were indeed quite a few people who suffered from depression and committed suicide by jumping off the building because their families were ruined." Lu Xingguo said as he put down the thermos, got up and walked to the cabinet again. Reach for locker w43567 above his head

"I'll do it." Yuzhou was a little worried about Lu Xingguo's old arms and legs, so he volunteered.

The newspapers around October 04, 10 were quickly found.

Just as Yuzhou expected, in August 04, after the hottest days passed, news of suicides were reported one after another across the country.

The tone of the media is very consistent. The deceased was either depressed because of the loss of his family due to illness, or lost money in stocks, and felt that life was meaningless.

At that time, the Internet was not as developed as it is now, and the flow of information was not fast.Such anomalies did not cause any splashes, and disappeared.

"October 10th." Yuzhou put away the newspapers spread all over the ground. Since October 13th, reports on suicides dropped to zero.

Something must have happened that day.

Yuzhou raised his eyes: "What other questions did I ask you?"

Lu Xingguo clicked his tongue: "Now you know how to use respectful words?"

Yu Zhou piled up a smile: "Your adult doesn't remember the faults of villains."

Lu Xingguo was amused by him: "Did you ask me where the Hualian Commercial Building is?"

Yuzhou: "Where is Hualian Commercial Building?"

Lu Xingguo pushed his glasses: "Isn't it written in the newspaper, Renmin Road."

"Renmin Road..." Yuzhou opened the Gaode map on his mobile phone, "Which building?"

"This one."

. . .

This is a Russian-style building. It is said that it was a church funded by a Russian businessman during the Republic of China.

It has extremely bright colors and a round dome. Although it has experienced wind, frost and rain, it does not lose its elegant and artistic temperament.

And all of this was not the reason why Yuzhou was stunned.

The real reason is that there is still a faint white mist floating around the building.

Old Lu's voice sounded in Yuzhou's ears,

"The abandoned house in the downtown area has never been demolished. Strange things happen again and again. When you get close, you will remember its existence. Once you leave, you will ignore its existence."

The extremely mysterious building was indeed created by the Ten-Dimensional Convention.

It turned out that 15 years ago, the convention had already extended its tentacles to the earth.

But why does it "taste and stop" and turn around and leave?Among other things, at least in the past 15 years, Yuzhou has never heard of the deeds of the Ten-dimensional Convention.

Should I enter?This is likely to be another 9 conspiracy.Judging from the fact that he has forgotten the past time and time again, there may be some kind of power in this room that can deprive the entrant of part of his memory.

Yuzhou lingered for a while, but decided to step into this mysterious building.

Perhaps, as the Analects of Confucius said, "When you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening."It is enough to know the whole truth, even if it is only for a moment.

He took a deep breath, turned on the flashlight, and stepped into this commercial building that had been dusty for 15 years, and stepped into the truth that had been dusty for 15 years.

First Floor, Russia Building

The white mist filled the air, and the sun could not reach the place.

Dilapidated counters, broken glass, and dark brown dried blood were everywhere in the silent space. Clothes that were popular 10 years ago are lying on the ground like rags.

Yuzhou walked carefully through the wreckage, and the sound of trampling footsteps echoed around, making people shudder.

He didn't stop much, and walked up the dusty stairs, passed through the second floor, passed through the fourth floor, and reached the top floor.

If, as Mr. Lu said, the third floor of the building disappeared, and he walked around the fifth floor, nothing strange happened except for the fear from his heart.

There is no danger and no truth.

what happened?Yuzhou once again illuminated the dark space with a strong flashlight.

Among the ordinary mattress shops, a slightly flickering red dot caught his attention.

Yuzhou walked over quickly, and soon found that an elevator was hidden behind the load-bearing pillars.

And that red dot is nothing but the blinking number -5.

Yuzhou was secretly shocked. After so many years, this elevator still has electricity?

I don't know if it can still be used?

As if he heard the question in his heart, the elevator door opened just like that.

The author has something to say: Pigeon here wishes everyone a happy new year, and the Koi Possession.

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Now that the money has been donated, and the first part is almost finished, it's time for the next step, and it's time to pat the ass and leave.

That's right, let me tell you a very unfortunate news. I'm going to take a break. I'm too tired from writing the first part. I have to stop and take a look at the past problems and gains.

There may be a side story or something in the middle.In short, in the days when there are no pigeons, everyone should take good care of yourself, and wish everyone a bright future and each blooms.