There is always a hot chicken trying to scare me [unlimited]

Bai Yan reacted extremely quickly, and ran to the door in a few steps, subconsciously wanting to bring him back, but it was still a step too late, he only saw Qin Kun's figure swallowed by darkness.

"Hold!"

It was just a short moment, Bai Yan's mind went blank at that moment, there was no time to react, his body had already issued an order before him.

With a leap, he broke through the black abyss under his feet.

Behind him, Bai Yan didn't see, the moment he left the carriage, a black liquid suddenly rushed in from every crack in the carriage, as thick as midnight, like fresh asphalt, in contact with the surroundings There was a strange sound of "sizzling" in the entanglement, everyone's ear-piercing.

In almost a few seconds, the carriage was wrapped in this pile of "asphalt", without leaving any gaps, and it merged with the surrounding darkness without any trace.

And outside the carriage, in those places filled with black mist, there was a sudden strange movement, the black mist beside the glass seemed to have life, and at the same time wriggled into a human shape, tore itself off the glass, turned around and followed the white Word.

As soon as these black shadows were gone, there was no fog left outside the carriage, leaving only a large area of ​​thick darkness.

——It turned out that the black mist that Bai Yan saw in the carriage just now were all these shadows.

Soi Ying stuck to the carriage and watched them all the way just now!

When Bai Yan jumped out of the carriage, the strong wind made him close his eyes, but only for a moment, he opened them a little more by relying on his eyelashes, looking for Qin Kun's shadow warily.

But let him down, except for the darkness, it is still darkness.

"..."

Is the clown so poor already?Can't even afford a lamp?

But it didn't take long for him to complain in his heart, and within a few seconds, he fell to the ground.

Caught off guard, Bai Yan's body swayed slightly, and after stabilizing his figure, he raised his hand to press the short dagger at his waist and drew it out.

With a sound of "Zheng--", because of his deliberate rubbing, there was a harsh sound between the scabbards.

If Qin Kun was here, he would definitely come to him if he heard about it.

Although Bai Yan didn't know how this idea slipped into his mind, maybe it was because Qin Kun could see in the dark?

Well that should be it.

After the long beep, he didn't get the response he imagined, but instead seemed to disturb something in the darkness.

Bai Yan can't see, only feel,

I felt a vibration coming from the front left, and a wind with a strange smell.

Bai Yan frowned.

The wind is mixed with the smell of rust, musty, damp, decay... and the smell of garbage that hasn't been cleaned for a long time.

It's like the old district room he once stayed in.That piece of metal house is the same as the subway during rush hour, and it can be built with just a crack. It was originally stipulated that the building on the fifth floor can be built into a skyscraper for you.

Covered a large area of ​​the sun, no one cares, just let it go.

There are all kinds of people in it. After a long time, that area is like a sewer that has not been cleaned. The rotten smell penetrates deep into the body with the breath of each resident, and it is cyclically contaminated...

Bai Yan pursed his lips in the dark, then followed his feeling and walked slowly towards the place where the wind was blowing.

For about two or three minutes, the wind kept blowing, and Bai Yan held his breath and almost pinched his critical line before he managed to take such a small sip, his disgusted look was simply superb.

At a certain critical point, he raised his feet, as if aware of something, raised his eyes and stared at the darkness ahead.

feet down,

The surrounding darkness receded quickly like the tide, and a layer of soft light fell from the sky, thinly coating the scene.Everything around is showing its original shape.

Bai Yan's footsteps were steady, and there was a mess of houses in front of him.

The reason why I say it is a mess is because the house is built with no aesthetic feeling at all, not to mention the appearance characteristics, nor to say that it is quite satisfactory. As a house, you must at least have the appearance of a house.

There is none in front of you.

Two or three houses seem to be built by the owner himself with bricks and stones. They are very simple one-bedroom houses without halls, windows, or even doors.

It is said to be a nest, and even the nest despises it. It is almost like four masonry walls built together.

Oh and one side to share with neighbors.

Next to the "masonry house" is the iron house, which looks like a house.

Under the mixed circumstances, there are actually several decent houses!Standing there alone, against the backdrop of the surrounding neighbors, this kind of small house with only about a dozen square meters can be seen as a villa!

Bai Yan turned his head and saw that the place he came from was actually a narrow dead-end alley with a pile of rubbish at the entrance.

"..." He found the culprit that caused his shortness of breath just now.

Staying there for two or three seconds, Bai Yan didn't show any expression on his face, he raised his feet and walked towards the serious residential buildings behind these wild "houses" in the night.

Obviously, there is no such thing as street lights in this broken land, and no lights are turned on in everyone's house.

Only the dim Maoyue miserly shed some thin light.

In the silent night, except for the sound of the wind, there was no movement at all.

Here, like a dead city.

Due to the "illegal buildings" everywhere, the road is extremely narrow, and only one person can pass in the narrowest place, and the surrounding houses stand beside him, blocking most of the moonlight.Hei Cece's window was less than an arm's length away from him, and the moonlight couldn't shine inside. I don't know if the sleeping "people" inside were awakened by his movement, staring at him in the dark.

Under this kind of psychological pressure, let alone any real danger, even if there is nothing, anyone who is more timid will be forced to cry by this depressing environment.

But Bai Yan didn't express anything, he walked steadily all the way, and didn't even bother to turn his head to see what was in the house close at hand.

With his chin raised slightly, he was playing with the dagger like a butterfly wearing a flower with one hand, while the other was in his pocket.

This "ghost town"-like place gave him the chic feeling of stepping out of the "red carpet".

There are so many small roads in this place, and if you have a bad sense of direction, you will easily get stuck in it and can't get out. It's a bully.

Bai Yan's sense of direction...not to mention his self-awareness, objectively speaking, he absolutely cannot cope with this road.

But he walked very confidently at the moment.

A few minutes later, turning a street again, he looked up,

I saw an old house in front of me.

Bai Yan stopped, stood there and turned his head to look around, as if he was looking for something.

Then, he found a corner with a piece of green moss and stains on it.

He moved his nostrils, and the moisture on the tip of his nose became heavier and heavier.

Bai Yan squatted down, scraped off a piece of moss with a dagger, and saw the mottled and eroded traces hidden behind the moss as he wished.

The traces have almost disappeared, leaving only a few meaningless lines, probably due to the heavy weight at that time, but they still remain to this day.

But it can't be seen anymore.

After squatting for a while, Bai Yan tapped the blade of the dagger a few times with his fingers, then got up, walked to the stairs marked "Building 5", and walked all the way to the fifth floor.

There are cracks everywhere on the walls, on the steps of the stairs, and on the handrails. Even if someone draws the word "demolition" on the old ones, no one will think it is a prank.

It was almost unthinkable that there would be people living in such a house.

Bai Yan stood at the door and stretched out his hand to push gently.

The door was not locked, and the old wooden door let out a decaying whine of "squeak--".

The sound spread throughout the building, especially in the "cemetery"-like dead silence, and the echo played back and forth several times.

The door was opened to the maximum, and the situation inside was clear at a glance. The most conspicuous thing was the surprisingly large sofa in the middle.

And, the straight figure sitting on the sofa.

Only a rough human shape was outlined in the thick darkness.

The sticky air suddenly dispersed a little, and the moonlight stepped in again, revealing a pair of stagnant eyes.

These are not the eyes of a living person.

The smell of dampness on the tip of the nose became stronger.