Chapter 594

Exhausted, he drove back to his neighborhood and parked the car in the underground parking lot. Chu Zhao walked into the elevator. Ever since the incident with his girlfriend, Chu Zhao had moved to another house.

There was a mirror in the elevator, and Chu Zhao could clearly see the fatigue on his face. It wasn't because he was busy at the police station, but because the last two real-life missions were a little too much for him. If not for Xun Er's timely help, he would have had the risk of an accident.

Moreover, he didn't know why he had been feeling restless recently. Chu Zhao couldn't explain the cause and effect, but he had checked the listener forum and found that everyone seemed to have a lot on their plate recently. At least, there were more real-life missions than usual.

The enthusiasm of the listeners for real-life missions was also to flatter the broadcaster. After helping the broadcaster complete the real-life mission, they could get some preferential treatment in the next story world. In the end, it was to increase their chances of survival.

Pressing "18", Chu Zhao slowly took a few steps back and leaned his back against the side of the elevator. He felt that he might not be particularly suitable to be a listener, or rather, after the initial "fear" and "excitement", his mental state was getting worse and worse. It was like driving when you were tired. You couldn't wait to step on the gas pedal to the end. Whether you hit someone or not, it was all up to God.

"Ding …"

The elevator reached the floor, and the elevator door slowly opened. Chu Zhao took his hat and walked out, but as soon as he walked outside, he suddenly felt a chill go up his spine.

After experiencing many story worlds, Chu Zhao's instincts were trained. In addition, his profession was a policeman, so he was more sensitive to certain things.

His house was just a left turn in front, but Chu Zhao didn't stretch out his legs to walk forward. The lights were still on, and he could even hear the children's noise in the house. Everything was really normal and normal, but Chu Zhao had a feeling of impending disaster. The strong sense of crisis was like a hand strangling his throat, making him almost breathless.

He subconsciously reached out to press the elevator button. Because it was late at night, no one was using the elevator at this time. The elevator was still parked on this floor after closing the door. Therefore, the elevator door opened directly.

Chu Zhao retreated. He believed in his intuition, and he didn't think that he was being paranoid. However, when Chu Zhao retreated to the elevator, he found that there was one more person in the elevator.

It was a woman.

The woman was wearing a pink coat, light blue jeans, and a ponytail. She had a youthful and charming aura.

"Captain Chu."

The woman looked at Chu Zhao affectionately.

Chu Zhao's hand trembled violently,

This woman was his ex-girlfriend, and they had almost gotten married at that time. However, she had died, killed by Su Bai. Because of this matter, he and Su Bai had been in conflict for a long time. In fact, Chu Zhao had long understood that Su Bai had done the right thing and helped him. Moreover, the reason why their relationship had become more and more estranged was only the fuse, not the real reason.

Seeing his ex-girlfriend again, Chu Zhao did not lose control of his emotions, nor did he pounce on his girlfriend and pour his heart out like those idiotic TV dramas. A talisman appeared in his right hand, and he stuck it on the woman's forehead without hesitation.

, she was dead.

No,

,

When he fell in love with her, she was no longer a real person.

The talisman began to burn, and the woman began to scream. Her face was filled with grievance and tears, as if she couldn't believe that her fiancé would treat her like this. She was in pain, she was in pain, she was innocent, but her body began to melt at the same time.

At this moment, the elevator door began to close. Chu Zhao reached out to stop the elevator door. In a critical moment, this kind of situation where only one side was open from all sides could actually give people a sense of security. This was because your subconscious mind would feel that your surroundings were safe, and you only needed to face a possible threat from one direction. However, if you were completely closed, that sense of security would instantly disappear, as if you had no room to escape.

However, with a "Kacha" sound, the closing elevator door seemed to have turned into two guillotines. Chu Zhao felt his right arm tremble, and then he realized that his entire right hand had been broken from his wrist.

The elevator door still closed, and at the same time, the elevator began to move again. Chu Zhao looked at his severed right palm, and the nervousness and fear in his heart rose rapidly. However, he did not completely lose his composure. After all, to the listeners, no matter how serious the injuries in the real world were, they would recover when they entered the next story world. The most important thing was to save their lives.

What the hell was going on?

Who was it that wanted to attack him?

Under the effects of the talisman, his ex-girlfriend had turned into a pool of pus. At this moment, the already enclosed space of the elevator immediately became filled with a foul stench.

Hum!

At this moment, the downward elevator suddenly came to a stop. Following that, from the gap in the elevator, pieces of white paper were stuffed in. These white papers were not ordinary A4 papers. They were cut into human shapes, like paper men. After entering the elevator through the gap, the paper men began to attack Chu Zhao.

In fact, paper was very sharp. Every year, there would be many unlucky students in school who would rub a piece of paper against their lips and get a big cut. At this moment, these paper men were like sharp daggers stabbing at Chu Zhao.

Chu Zhao's right hand had been severed, and he did not know which floor his severed palm had fallen to. At this moment, a dark red appeared in his eyes, and then a dark red beam shot out, hitting the paper men one by one. Some of these paper men burned, and some turned yellow, but they all fell to the ground.

However, these paper men seemed to be endless. New paper men kept crawling in through the gap in the elevator. Chu Zhao did not dare to be negligent and dealt with them one by one. At this moment, he was very glad that he had just exchanged for a new Bloodline skill the day before yesterday. Otherwise, this situation would not be so easy to deal with.

However, just as Chu Zhao was sticking close to the wall and dealing with the paper men, two pale hands suddenly appeared on the side of the elevator wall that Chu Zhao was leaning against. The two hands appeared just as Chu Zhao's mind was completely distracted by the paper men.

Hum …

The two hands directly stuck to Chu Zhao's eyes. It was like a game that he often played when he was young. Your friend would cover your eyes with his hands behind your back.

"Guess who I am?"

However, this time, it was fatal. Just as Chu Zhao was about to struggle, the pair of hands retracted. At this moment, the two paper men had already approached.

"Pfft! Pfft! "

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

Chu Zhao's screams echoed in the building. He curled up and knelt on the ground. His eyes were already a bloody mess, but more and more paper men came in from all directions …

…

The air in the mountainous area had always been good. The natural factors here limited the economic development here, but the restrictions of economic development had instead preserved a good natural environment here. Therefore, everything actually had its two sides.

After coming out of the tent, Su Bai washed up by the stream. Behind him was the orphanage. His son was inside, but he could not go in and carry him out for the time being. Fortunately, it should be soon.

When he came back yesterday evening, the tent and all the daily necessities were still there, but Chen Ru was not here. He did not know what she was busy with. Of course, she could come and go as she pleased, and did not need to report to Su Bai and the others.

Lord Zeng got up earlier than Su Bai. On the opposite hilltop, Su Bai could vaguely see Lord Zeng talking with a few people. Everything was going as fast as possible. It was estimated that the construction team would be stationed at the opposite hillside by tomorrow.

Of course, the temple was just a small one. Su Bai had seen the blueprint, and it looked a bit like the small temple that Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen turned into in the old version of the Journey to the West.

Fatso was still snoring in the tent. Su Bai was about to cook something when Lord Zeng, who had finished talking with the construction team, came over and said,

"Poor Monk, make some tea and treat it as breakfast."

With someone doing the work for him, Su Bai was naturally happy to be a hands-off shopkeeper.

After a short while, when the aroma of buttered tea permeated the air, Fatso's snoring suddenly stopped. Then, Fatso walked out while rubbing his eyes. "It smells so good."

Everyone looked at each other and smiled. Some things could change, but some people's nature was hard to change. Perhaps, it was because they were unwilling to change. Even in the past, everyone cherished the time when they were ordinary people in the real world, not to mention now, there was a countdown clock above everyone's head. This kind of life was even more precious.

Su Bai still remembered how he taught Fatso how to eat the instant noodles in the hotel when he first met him. Later, he realized that every time he stayed in the hotel with Fatso, Fatso would dig the noodles out from the bottom and pour them inside. Then, he would put them back after eating, so that he would not have to pay for the instant noodles when he checked out of the hotel.

Just as Lord Zeng was serving tea to everyone, Su Bai's phone rang. He saw that it was a call from Xun Er. In fact, Xun Er had not been in contact with him since the last incident. Everyone had their own lives and social circles. They were not estranged, but they had a sense of propriety.

Su Bai answered the phone.

"Hello, Su Bai, is that you?" Xun Er's voice was a little cold, as if she was restraining her emotions.

"Yes, it's me. What's the matter?" Su Bai asked as he took the buttered tea from Lord Zeng.

"Late last night, Chu Zhao died."