Chapter 736 735. Seizing the House

   Zhou Changqing looked at the contents of the cup and moved his nose slightly because he smelled a strong **** smell.

   Is it not good for the elderly to drink such tea?

  The first thought in his mind was this.

   "Water, give, me, water"

  The withered old man hurriedly stretched out his sharp fingernails, trying to grab the cup.

Zhou Changqing could only put the cup on the table, watching the old man lift the cup, gulping down the blood inside, a few drops of blood came down from the corner of his mouth along with the agitation of his throat, like a zombie who had just finished sucking blood .

   Zhou Changqing saw this, thinking that he was about to go downstairs to eat, he took a step back and prepared to leave.

   "If you are all right, old man, I'll go first."

   He said, but suddenly, the old man grabbed Zhou Changqing's wrist.

   The sharp nails stinged Zhou Changqing's skin, causing him to frown.

   "I, want, more, water, more, more."

   There was a whimper in the old man's throat. He opened his mouth, and he could see a few sharp canine-like teeth emerging from the mouth that seemed to have no teeth.

"I want."

   He rushed towards Zhou Changqing.

   Zhou Changqing didn't have time to dodge, and subconsciously punched him.

  Push—

  The old man's face hit Zhou Changqing's fist head-on, like a soft persimmon being hit by a hammer, and immediately burst open.

   The crimson flesh and blood splashed against the wall, and the old man's body suddenly lost its strength and slumped down.

   "I killed someone?"

   Zhou Changqing was suddenly a little flustered. He hurriedly stood up and wanted to call an ambulance with his mobile phone, but when he took out his mobile phone, the old man disappeared.

  The scene around him also changed, from the dilapidated hut to the elevator.

Ding-

   The elevator made a sound, and Zhou Changqing found that he had reached the first floor.

   He confirmed the floor of the elevator, and there was indeed no fourth floor.

   hurriedly walked out of the elevator, Zhou Changqing left the building, he turned around and counted up, the fourth floor was pitch-dark and no one seemed to be home.

   "Is it an illusion?"

   Zhou Changqing was unclear, so he turned around and walked quickly towards the exit of the community.

   Right after he turned around, on the fourth floor, in the darkness, a red light suddenly lit up. In the light, the old man stood by the window intact, staring at Zhou Changqing.

   He was puzzled.

  Why is this person completely not afraid of himself?

   This person's every move is normal, but when facing himself, this is the biggest abnormality.

   What did he go through?

  The old man wiped the corners of his mouth.

   In the blink of an eye, the old man appeared in Zhou Changqing's toilet mirror.

   He stretched out his hand and quickly emerged from the mirror, having a body.

   His eyes swept across the room, capturing things that interested him.

   Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a helmet.

   He suddenly felt that the helmet seemed to have some kind of attraction that made him unable to look away.

  Thinking for a moment, he got close to the helmet, and the whole person got into it.

   The next moment, "Zhou Changqing" appeared on the bed.

   He looked around, the environment here was completely different from the previous environment, full of dilapidation and backwardness.

   It was empty and no one else could be seen.

   "Zhou Changqing" got out of bed and walked towards the door.

   He smelled an earthy smell, and when he came to the door, he found that it seemed like a small town.

   "I didn't enter that helmet just now, why did I come here?"

   "Zhou Changqing" was extremely confused and didn't know what happened.

   But his instinct told him that there were many "similar" things around him.

   He decided to explore.

"Zhou Changqing" saw some passers-by. He found that the building complex in front of him was lit up. It seemed that more people were there. He walked towards it. Behind him, the deep forest gave him a dangerous atmosphere. near.

   He observed the people around him and found that some people were indeed people, but some people were imitated by some kind of muddy mud.

   These two completely different beings were talking and communicating together like this, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

   Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

   "I called you so many times just now, why didn't you respond?"

   "Zhou Changqing" turned his head and saw a thin young man with a foreigner's face, not like an oriental nation.

"I did not notice."

   "Zhou Changqing" prevaricates a sentence, and wanted to find a reason to leave, but suddenly noticed that this person has a very strong fragrance.

   This blood, the scent of the soul, is his best delicacy.

   Gotta find a way to get this guy!

   "Zhou Changqing" thought of this and decided to follow the opponent.

   "I also said that you will be back so soon, just now, I have a little idea, let's go to the laboratory to see."

  The young man said excitedly, without saying a word, he dragged "Zhou Changqing" towards the town.

   "Zhou Changqing" waited for the opportunity, he followed behind him, and he was very happy when he saw the two of them enter a room. This is his best field.

   And compared to the streets where people come and go, there are only the two of them here.

   While the young man was rummaging for things, "Zhou Changqing"'s nails became longer and sharper, like a knife, and sharp teeth appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he licked his lips.

   "Come on, this is it."

   The other party turned back and took a blueprint to "Zhou Changqing".

   "Zhou Changqing" was going to perfunctory, but when he saw the blueprint, he was stunned.

A certain tremor stirred in his body, the core of his soul seemed to be roasted on a fire, and the heart-piercing pain made him immediately frown, trying to endure, but the words and pictures on the drawing were like Some kind of curse enveloped his whole body.

   "Zhou Changqing"'s mouth began to twitch, he felt unsteady standing and dizzy.

   Those words were like daggers, piercing one hole after another in his soul.

"How about it?"

   The young man asked naively, but "Zhou Changqing" had run out of patience. He dropped the blueprint and ran outside, wanting to go back to the bed and the original world.

   But those words had completely bound his soul. Not long after he left the house, he lost control of his body, and his whole body went limp and lost his body.

   At the same time, in Zhou Changqing's house, wisps of green smoke rose from the helmet, accompanied by a seemingly non-existent mourning, and finally disappeared in the evening wind.

   In the small restaurant near the community, he ordered two dishes and one soup. Zhou Changqing, who was eating a large piece of food, suddenly felt something, and he looked in the direction of his house.

   "When I looked in the mirror just now, wasn't my face in the mirror?"

   He suddenly remembered that the chopsticks fell on the table.

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