An old man who lived alone with no relatives, no phone, and no friends to keep in contact with.
When he silently disappeared from the worldâŠ
What was the chance that he would be discovered immediately?
Su Zimo had never experienced anything like that, so he didnât know. But if old man Hong at this moment was real, then it was equivalent to being trapped in his own body for more than three months, crying for help day and night, but no one would respond to his voice.
That feeling â Su Zimo had experienced it for four years.
After such torture, it wasnât strange that Uncle Hong would become a malicious spirit. Itâs just that this cycling world kept preventing death. This kind old man and the sentimental suicide note engraved the word âwarmâ into the trainers.
It even caused them to ignore the fact that this nightmare world⊠originally existed because of that ghost!
The ghost of this world was Uncle Hong!
He wasnât an ordinary ghost at all, ah!
Uncle Hongâs existence was actually similar to Zhang Xiaoqingâs position in her nightmare world. Uncle Hong, who was tortured with loneliness in the dark, created the world he wanted in this nightmare world.
In this world, Lin Hao and Lin Ren, who mistakenly caused Uncle Hong to lose his life, were uneasy. As long as the others didnât realize Uncle Hong had died, the two siblings would continue to die in accidents like that until they awoke.
The two siblings would burst into tears when they saw the suicide not Uncle Hong prepared in advance, and there were even old people like Madam Chen who cared for and understood Uncle Hong.
Actually, Su Zimo suspected that in Uncle Hongâs real experience, Madam Chen may only be a nodding acquaintance who he met occasionally, and Lin Hao and Lin Ren may also be heartless. Otherwise it wouldnât have been over three months until the odor was smelled and anyone found out there was an accident.
All of this may be a dream that only looked real.
It was based on reality, but different from reality. It was a world that made Uncle Hong feel satisfied.
And now theyâd broken this false world!
In the blink of an eye for Su Zimo, the bright police station where they were originally located disappeared. He and everyone else returned to the original street.
But⊠the original bustling old street had become completely different.
The whole street felt like it was completely abandoned!
All the shops had shut their rolling metal shutters. Countless illegible newspaper scraps were drifting in the cold wind, blowing into and banging on the metal shutters.
The entire street was empty. Except for the sound of Su Zimoâs breathing, all he could hear was the endless wind.
There were also newspaper scraps flying all through the sky, even directly flying into Su Zimo and the others.
The whole world seemed to have no living people except the trainers.
Even the Treasure Hunting Doll had returned once again to Su Zimoâs feet. This time Su Zimo didnât let her leave, but picked her up again.
The Treasure Hunting Doll who was originally very light suddenly gained a lot of weight, but Su Zimo had been strengthened and seemed relaxed. The treasure hunt seemed to result in a good harvest for the doll this time.
At the moment, Su Zimo and the others were standing on the abandoned street facing the dark, narrow, familiar alley.
At the junction between the daylight and the darkness in the alley, there was a figure in coarse cloth standing there. Although he couldnât see his face, Su Zimo could assume that it was old man Hong who was irritated to the point of running away.
The four university students panicked again. They were relieved since they felt this nightmare world didnât need combat power, so their attitudes toward the veterans had gradually become normal.
But at that moment⊠the environment didnât look peaceful at all, ah!
âThat⊠Leader Cheng, what do we do now? The only ghost tool we can use to fight with is a short knife, ah!â The university student who got them into trouble by speaking too much suddenly panicked.
âStand behind me!â Cheng Yun didnât say much. He probably didnât think the university student did it on purpose, so he didnât care.
Su Zimo looked down at the temple sachet that was still tied around his waist, then looked back up at Cheng Yun standing in front of him and couldnât help but sigh internally. However, he wasnât prepared to interfere in the first place. After all, veterans like Cheng Yun and the others had their own abilities, and ordinary ghosts werenât worthy opponents.
While he was thinking, Dr. Jin had already taken out her two-star scalpel ghost tools from the pocket of her white coat. Bai Man only had the most common one-star ghost tools before, but this time she took out a two-star folding knife, Cheng Yunâs weapon was a short sickle from his backpack.
Compared to other superfluous tools, these kinds of physical weapons were much more convenient to use for the veterans.
Su Zimo glanced at the attributes of the ghost tools. They were all simple ones that could cause damage to malicious spirits, but with the help from the veteransâ physiques, the ghost tools could naturally exert their abilities as much as possible.
Cheng Yun and the others originally thought that the malicious spirit Uncle Hong would attack directly; they didnât expect him to stand there the entire time. Instead, the force of wind around them was getting stronger and stronger!
The newspapers flying over them from out of nowhere were becoming more and more, more and moreâŠ
This kind of feeling, although it didnât seem critical to the trainers, it made them tremble. Their whole bodies tensed, and they couldnât help but back up.
In the next second, Cheng Yun flung away a newspaper that was flying toward his face, then everyone including Su Zimo held their breathâ
On the black and white newspaper, Lin Haoâs smiling face was printed. It was extremely exaggerated, like a clownâs smiling face!
While they didnât read carefully before, everyone felt that the newspapers flying through the air were printed with vague words and pictures. They couldnât find any useful information.
But at that moment, not just in the newspaper that Cheng Yun threw away, but the content in all of the newspapers became ambiguous text and large black and white pictures. The pictures were people Su Zimo and the others had seen before!
Lin Hao, Lin Ren, Madam Chen, the vegetable saleswoman, the hardware store owner, a truck driver covered in blood, the food stall owner, a waiter in the western restaurantâŠ
The faces of everyone they had seen in this world were printed on those weird newspapers. Pieces of newspapers seemed to have been crumpled and were carried by the strengthening wind, pouncing onto their faces like the hidden weapons of Picking Flowers Flying Petals. <sup>1</sup>
The sickle in Cheng Yunâs hand decisively sliced open an incoming newspaper. The moment it was torn, the human face on the black and white picture seemed to cry silently.
âStart looking for a place to shelter!â Cheng Yun shouted through the windstorm.
But at that time, it wasnât easy to find a place to shelter from the wind. All the shops were closed, but if they hid in the alley directly in front of them, they may be able to avoid the newspapers.
The malicious spirit Uncle Hong stood in the alley, blocking their way.
**8/13/22 Edit: Idk what happened but all my memes are gone?? I was able to find some of them and re-upload, but this oneâs gone. No idea why they disappeared.
<ol>Picking Flowers Flying Leaves/Petals is the name of a martial arts technique. It sounds like the âelegant scholar cultivatorâ one where they imbue a leaf with qi and shoot it at someone in lieu of an actual weapon.</ol>