Zhang Heng drove his grandfather's Volkswagen back to the neighborhood where Bai Qing lived.
He found a building on the street where he could see Bai Qing's house. However, the surveillance cameras couldn't reach it. He parked the car, turned off the engine, pulled out the key, and waited.
This was also the most boring and tiring part of the process. Even if nothing happened for the time being, he couldn't just close his eyes and rest or leave the surveillance site. Fortunately, Zhang Heng was prepared for this. He leaned over to the back seat and took his laptop. There were several Chinese dramas and movies he had downloaded before.
Zhang Heng clicked on an old Chinese drama called "Penguin Throwback Can" and continued to watch the sixth episode. From time to time, he would look in the direction of Bai Qing's house.
From their previous conversation, Zhang Heng knew that Bai Qing lived on the sixth floor. The window on the north side should be her bedroom, and the living room on the west side was now dark.
Bai Qing usually went to bed at 11 o 'clock, but because a lot of things happened tonight, she waited until Zhang Heng came home. The two chatted on WeChat for about half an hour before they said good night to each other.
Zhang Heng could almost see Bai Qing curled up on the bed, tapping on her phone in the dark bedroom. The faint blue light emitted from the screen shone on her face.
Zhang Heng watched the thirteenth episode of "Penguin Throwback Can". After that, the battery couldn't take it anymore, so he threw the laptop back to the back seat, stretched, and moved his muscles.
So far, nothing had happened at Bai Qing's house. Zhang Heng looked at his watch. It was 2: 55 in the morning, and the streets were empty. The whole city was as quiet as Silent Hill in the game.
After that, Zhang Heng dropped two drops of eye drops on his slightly sore eyes. At 3: 20, he saw a stray dog on the trash can on his right side. At 3: 45, Zhang Heng moved his body, reclined the seat a little, and leaned on it.
Initially, he just wanted to take a nap, but he didn't expect to feel sleepy after closing his eyes.
Zhang Heng opened his eyes in a daze and found that he was no longer in the car, but standing in a small town.
Was it a dream?
Zhang Heng thought of the dream he had not long ago, where he was surrounded by those things on the riverbank.
However, the dream this time was clearly different. It was more ancient, and vaguely … it gave him a familiar feeling.
However, Zhang Heng did not remember coming to this town before. Whether it was in the real world or in the quest, there was no doubt that this was a port town. The pungent smell of fish in the air was almost nauseating. Under the wave dam was a narrow strip of sandy land with many simple shacks on it. Next to the shacks was a fishing ground.
Zhang Heng noticed the white bell tower not far away. It was made of bricks, and there was a river flowing beneath it. On the other side of the wave breaker, there was a black line looming between the waves. It looked evil.
In fact, the entire town was filled with an uncomfortable atmosphere. Although the town center was densely packed with buildings, each one was more dilapidated than the last. Many of the roofs of the houses had even collapsed, and the walls looked rotten. There were abandoned railroad tracks on the streets, and weeds grew on both sides.
Judging from the architectural style, it seemed to be a Western style from the 19th and early 20th century. However, the overall tone was much darker and more dilapidated. To be more precise, the town seemed to be cursed, and even the sky was filled with haze.
However, Zhang Heng didn't know if it was because he had lost too much of his emotions, but he didn't feel too uncomfortable after noticing the surrounding scene. Instead, he faintly felt like a guest at a friend's house.
This made him feel a little strange.
Zhang Heng walked down the cobblestone path and came to a square. Although there were incandescent lights nearby, the power was too low, and the illumination was very low. Not only did it not provide much light, but it also made Zhang Heng feel very depressed standing under it.
Along the way, Zhang Heng saw a few dirty fishermen on the wave breaker. He didn't see anyone else until he came to the square. Zhang Heng saw an old man walking to a factory-like building.
Zhang Heng greeted him in English, but the old man didn't respond.
It wasn't until Zhang Heng put his palm on his shoulder that the old man turned around.
It was a deformed and ugly face. The head was narrow and flat, the bridge of the nose collapsed, and the eyes bulged out of their sockets, shining brightly. The sides of the neck were covered in wrinkles, and there was not a single strand of hair on the bald head. The skin was covered in scars.
The old man opened his mouth, speaking in a hoarse, high-pitched voice, "You … are finally here?"
Zhang Heng was about to ask him what he meant, but the next moment, he suddenly woke up from this strange dream. It came and went as quickly as it came, like an elk hiding deep in the forest.
After being spied from a distance, it immediately went back into the forest vigilantly.
After that, Zhang Heng heard a scream. When he looked up, he found that the lights in Bai Qing's living room were turned on again. The scream came from Bai Qing.
Zhang Heng looked at the time on his watch and found that it was already 4: 47. He couldn't help but curse in his heart.
With his current level of control over his body and mind, even if he fought all night and felt exhausted, it was impossible for him to fall asleep without any intention of sleeping. Therefore, the dream he just had was definitely not normal. For the time being, he wasn't sure if the dream was related to his life or the alien race in this dungeon.
He didn't have time to check his body. He rushed out of the car, closed the door, and sprinted across the green belt at the speed of a 100-meter sprint. After that, he climbed over the iron fence and jumped into the community.
This inexplicable sleep disrupted Zhang Heng's previous plan to a certain extent.
But since Bai Qing screamed, it at least meant that she should be safe. Because of this scream, many people upstairs and downstairs turned on their lights, especially the two families who lived on the first floor. They ran out of their houses angrily, and Zhang Heng took this opportunity to enter the unit building.
He ran up the steps to the sixth floor.
Initially, he planned to climb through the window, but he didn't expect to see the door of Bai Qing's house open.
And after seeing the scene in the house, Zhang Heng could understand why Bai Qing screamed.
Perhaps it was more appropriate to call the living room a slaughterhouse now.
Blood was everywhere on the walls and floor, and Bai Qing's mother, whom Zhang Heng saw downstairs earlier, was lying in a pool of blood. Her lower abdomen was covered with knife wounds, and it looked like she had been stabbed at least a dozen times. Her entire abdominal cavity was almost cut open, and she was no longer breathing. The horror in her eyes was forever frozen at that moment.
And in the middle of the living room, her husband, who had lived with her for twenty years, was standing in front of her body. His body was covered in blood, and he was holding a fruit knife in his right hand.
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