Haunted Places Live

Chu Yang stared dumbfounded at Zhao Censhang, who was always indifferent on TV, not calling Lin Qi brother, but showing a mother-in-law caring like a younger brother to the boss, and suddenly felt that he had really entered the wrong reality. . .

So are the characters on TV really all staged? . .If Zhu Heze saw it, would he feel disillusioned with his idol?

Lynch clicked his tongue, and quickly waved Zhao Censhang's hand away like a fly, "Okay, okay, there are so many people watching outside! A little bit of self-consciousness as an idol, okay?"

Zhao Censhang then straightened up, smiling honestly, "It's okay, they are all my confidantes. Don't worry, they won't say anything."

While talking, Chu Yang noticed that one of the few people who followed, a thin-looking beauty with exquisite makeup, bent down and picked up Ren Hao who was still unconscious, and then walked out calmly and gracefully on high heels. Let's go, the level of strange power is simply magical.The few remaining people started from both ends of the corridor and drew some patterns with some kind of transparent liquid on the door of each dormitory.

Bai Dian suddenly yelled on that bed, "It's so noisy! Let no one sleep!"

Lynch picked up the shoes on the ground and threw them over, "Don't sleep! Xiao Zhao is here to pick us up!"

Bai Dian mumbled and turned over, covering his head with the quilt.Lynch rolled his eyes, stood up and rolled up his sleeves, intending to drag someone who was angry to get up out of bed.At this time, Zhao Censhang turned his head to look at Chu Yang, and seemed to have regained his personality for a moment, and stretched out his hand to Chu Yang noblely and coldly, "You are Chu Yang, right? Nice to meet you."

Chu Yang shook hands with the big star in a dazed manner, "Uh... It's a pleasure to meet you..."

"I'm Zhao Censhang."

"I know……"

The two stood facing each other, and the scene was a little awkward for a moment.Chu Yang cleared his throat and said, "Are the two of them really alright?"

Zhao Censhang turned his head and saw Lin Qi dragging Bai Dian out of the quilt by his feet, and said as usual, "It's fine if you only undo the seal once, it seems that they just need to rest for a day or two. It'll be fine." After finishing speaking, he thought wistfully, "But okay, why did the fusion of different realities suddenly speed up, and I couldn't even wait for me to rush over... You were inside at the time, Did you see what those Innsmouth people were doing?"

Chu Yang remembered that Lynch specifically told Director Bai not to tell Director Zhao that he had played the cello in the music classroom. He guessed that Lynch had his own considerations, so he said, "You should ask Lynch. I know very little."

Zhao Censhang looked at him, his eyes seemed to be scoring every strand of his hair, which made Chu Yang feel more and more uncomfortable.Zhao Censhang suddenly said, "I heard that you are living with Lin Ge now, and you are also a third-level observer?"

"I work for him and live with him." Chu Yang quickly explained.

Zhao Censhang took a step forward, arrogant and aggressive, "Have you ever considered joining the Presbyterian Church? Brother Lin seems to like you very much. I checked your previous resume. Are you the cellist of the Nightmare Band?"

It's the Dream Band...

Chu Yang was inexplicably flustered, "I..."

"Director Zhao, how many times have I told you that development members can't be so blunt!" Lin Qi suddenly inserted between the two of them, and Bai Dian, who was pulled over by him behind him, was obviously still half asleep, with a look of me Who am I where is the expression.

As soon as Zhao Censhang saw Lynch, he immediately bared his white teeth, "I'm just asking."

Lynch looked into the corridor and whispered, "What are you going to do?"

"Clean up the remaining traces of infection first, and then give these students dream guidance to seal the memories of nightmares. As for the memories of the fourth-level observer in R'lyeh, we don't plan to clear them for the time being, as long as he changed schools or Just let the family pick it up, so as to reduce the risk of confusion."

Lynch listened, nodded and said, "This should be fine. But before the fourth-level observer, Ren Hao, said that his superior would come, we guessed it was a fifth-level observer. The people you brought Will it be too little? What if the observer really comes?"

"Don't worry, I called another elder, but he won't arrive in another hour. I'll deal with the aftermath first." Zhao Censhang said with concern, "Why don't you go back and rest first, I'll let Someone will send you off, and I will handle it here."

Lin Qi glanced back at the drowsy Baidian, knowing that this was the best choice, so he nodded and said to Chu Yang, "Let's go."

Chu Yang thought for a while, then suddenly entered the room, found out from his suitcase a newly bought notebook used to pretend to be a student, and a ballpoint pen, and walked up to Zhao Censhang in embarrassment, "A friend of mine I'm your fan...can I trouble you to help me..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Censhang directly took the notebook over, "Signature, what do you want me to write?"

How did Chu Yang know what to write, "Uh... her name is Zhu Heze, and she is also a singer, maybe she just wrote something like cheering?"

Seeing his bewildered look, Zhao Censhang couldn't help laughing, and wrote a few big characters on the notebook, and drew a small heart, and handed it to Chu Yang.

Chu Yang looked at it and saw it said: I will try my best to become a man worthy of your liking——Zhao Censhang.

Oh my god... People who are born to flirt are really different... Song Liangshu, who was the most popular in the band back then, was this kind of person, but I never figured out how to create a personal design to attract fans...

When the people sent by Zhao Cen Shang sent them back to the city, it was already dawn.Chu Yang was afraid that Lin Qi would be exhausted, so he carried Bai Dian on his back and sent him back to his apartment with Lin Qi.Although Bai Dian's residence is not as spacious as Lynch's house, it is very elegantly arranged, filled with the atmosphere of old Shanghai.Chu Yang noticed that in his bedroom there was a walk-in closet the size of the whole room, which was full of men's and women's wig accessories, different types and styles, and even shoes had a special wall collection. A separate dressing room is full of all kinds of bottles and jars, just like a chemical laboratory.

As soon as Bai Diantou touched the pillow, he immediately fell into a coma, not knowing what happened to him.Lynch familiarly took out a scented candle that seemed to have been half burned from the cabinet next to Baidian's bed, and lit it with a lighter, "This can improve his sleep quality and help his recovery."

Chu Yang vaguely understood that, unlike Lynch, who wasted his youth and life, the price for Baidian to use those bugs was to deplete his spirit, and then he would fall into a coma.

I don't know if there are any stigmata parasitized on Zhao Censhang's body, and what kind of price it will cost.

It was already six o'clock in the morning when he and Lynch got home. Chu Yang went to take a shower, but when he came out, he found that Lynch was already lying on the sofa, and fell asleep without a quilt.Mantou was lying next to him, clinging closely to him.

Chu Yang wanted to wake him up and let him go back to sleep, but when he saw the obvious bruises and fine lines under his eyes, he withdrew his hand and went into Lynch's room, wanting to take a quilt out to cover him. superior.But as soon as the quilt was lifted, a book unexpectedly fell to the ground.

It was an old diary, and it was even locked, but the lock had obviously been picked at this moment.

This is... grandpa's diary? !

Chu Yang immediately understood that Lynch must have quietly brought back Grandpa's diary while he was not paying attention when he was helping him clean up the basement.

This filthy brat!

A wave of anger burned in his chest, and he forcibly suppressed it when it was half burned.Now is not the time to settle accounts, after all, people are still in a coma.

Besides, he believed that Lynch had his reasons for choosing this diary.

Chu Yang knew that his grandfather had the habit of keeping a diary since he was a child, and he even secretly flipped through the diary.The problem is, he can't read what grandpa is writing.He couldn't recognize the characters in it at all, and there were many strange patterns.Over time, I also forgot this diary.After his grandfather passed away, he wanted to understand the contents here very much, and wanted to know what secrets his grandfather hid in it.He took the diary to Vancouver's huge library like a Roman arena, and soaked in it to compare various languages, even Latin and Arabic, but he couldn't find any words that matched completely.After several attempts to no avail, he gave up and put the diary together with other ancient books in the basement.

In addition to this diary, Lynch's bed now has a lot of paper, which is filled with dense mathematical formula-like things.He was thinking, could Lynch understand what grandpa was writing?

Covering Lin Qi carefully with the quilt, Chu Yang squatted down and looked at Lin Qi's tired sleeping face seriously.Long eyelashes covered the slightly blue lower eyelids, her cheeks were pressed against the armrest of the sofa, and her lips were slightly raised.Looks more and more innocent and innocent.

He also looks more and more like the boy in the black and white photo.

This man is a fan.If the fifth-level observers are all elders, he is obviously a person who can be an elder.Why do you want to hide your abilities and run errands for others?Besides, Zhao Censhang's attitude towards him was so respectful, which was not like the general attitude of superiors towards subordinates.

And his singing...why doesn't he sing anymore?Did he, like himself, kill people, even people who were very important to him?

Chu Yang entered Lynch's room again, collected the diary and the messy papers written by Lynch's handwriting, and put them in the living room to read carefully.He was actually very tired, but for some reason, he didn't feel sleepy at all.Probably because he touched the cello again and played out the melody that had been circling in his mind all the time. He was so excited that when he closed his eyes, his fingertips felt slightly itchy.

He needs to do something to divert attention.

So he opened the diary and compared the papers.The more he looked at it, the more he felt that Lynch seemed to be deciphering some code.

Could it be that Grandpa's diary was written in some kind of code?Could this be why he couldn't read it anyway.

After searching for a while, Chu Yang finally saw a recognizable translation of the contents of the diary:

I have to save Xiaoyang, I can't let him walk on this path of eternal darkness like me.