Chapter 91 Soundworm

He looked at the unethical map and found that he was positioned in a very strange place. He shook his phone before slowly positioning it back.

"It's Liming Community again, it's really strange."

He rode his bike and passed by.

In junior high school, Liu Xiaoxiao was brought to the second dimension and felt like a Kamen Rider. Now, I still feel embarrassed by the thoughts at that time.

It's only 7:15 now, and it's not too late to arrive at school before 8:00.

When he arrived at the entrance of the community, he told the guard that he would basically not ask who you are, and people would let you in.

He felt it, and could only feel the quietness of the summer morning, and did not feel the aura of the monster.

If the monsters really cause trouble, they are so close, he hasn't felt it yet.

Either they are very strong and good at hiding, or they are so weak that they are anxious.

It doesn't matter whether it's strong or weak.

The shadow below him changed a little, and a woman's hand grew out on the ground, her skin was like jade fat, and her finger bones were clearly distinguished. She handed out a jade bracelet.

Feng Wuli took it with a chuckling.

"Don't worry, it's all the misunderstandings that scare yourself and report the case randomly. The monsters are very abide by the rules."

Monsters are more lawful than humans.

After handing him the thing, the hand shrank back.

The community is relatively old, and there are more people going out downstairs in the early morning, and the gates on the first floor frequently enter and exit.

There are even students in the sand wearing school uniforms. They may have looked at Feng Wuli in school uniforms too.

He went to Building 11, which Director Yang said, and listened to the movement and pressed his steps. As soon as an aunt who went downstairs and opened the gate came out, he walked to the door and kept the gate in check.

It's a habitual offender at first glance.

Personal behavior has nothing to do with the company.

The aunt glanced at him without thinking much.

"Have you lost something when you go to school?" the aunt asked with a smile.

Feng Wuli pretended to be shy: "Suddenly I remembered that I didn't know if the door was closed, but it seemed that it was closed and there wasn't."

The aunt was silent for a while, then returned to the gate and followed Feng Wuli into the elevator.

"Aunt the aunt is going out?" Feng Wuli said strangely.

She smiled embarrassedly, "After you said that, my aunt also forgot whether the door was closed."

The aunt pressed the 8th floor, looked at Feng Wuli pressing the 12th floor, and said, "Is it from that Teacher Zhang's house?"

Teacher Zhang’s house is where Feng Wuli wants to go.

"No, I live opposite Teacher Zhang."

He asked obscurely again, "That aunt, I heard, is something wrong with Teacher Zhang's family?"

The old aunt's gossip fire was ignited, and she said that, "Isn't it?"

The child of Teacher Zhang’s family used to be a eccentric child and was very sarcastic all day long. Recently, it became even more serious. When he saw people downstairs in the community, he didn’t speak. He just stared at people in a daze, and then ran away. Now he can’t learn anymore.

I'm often alone there, not knowing who to talk to, sometimes it's a stray cat, and sometimes it's even talking to a tree all day.

Just two words, evil, that child is scared when he sees it.

When the eighth floor arrived, my aunt was still talking nonstop. She looked at Feng Wuli’s eyes like the old gossip of the village entrance. She was the same as everyone knew the meaning of everyone.

Feng Wuli's face showed how he was like this? It was so terrible, and other expressions.

The aunt showed it, right? Everyone in the community knows it now, but you don’t know it, and other expressions.

Talk to each other for a while.

Feng Wuli also understood the general situation.

When the elevator went up to the twelfth floor, he left the elevator entrance. They were all old apartments, with shoe cabinets outside, and the couplets on both sides of the door were still very new. He felt it at the door for a long time. There was no wind in the corridor, and there was a muffled smell of blocked airflow.

He was stunned

"Click—"

Suddenly the door opened.

A head stretched out, and he was a little boy of five or six years old, with a pink face.

Feng Wuli was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to make a quibble, the boy asked in a simplicity of tone: "Big brother, are you a monster?"

The corridor was quiet, and you could hear the cartoon sounds in the living room of the house.

Bears appear

"Of course my big brother is not a monster." Feng Wuli explained with a smile.

"Then are you catching monsters?"

"No, my brother is not a monster." Feng Wuli didn't know why he communicated with the boy: "Why do you say that my brother is a monster?"

"Because my brother kept saying at the door, don't you feel any monster?"

Feng Wuli was stunned. These things were what he thought and he definitely didn't say them.

"Is that true? Have you heard me say that?"

"I heard it, are you going to come in and sit down?" He opened the door, and there was an empty living room, with a TV and cartoons on it, and the room was bright and clean.

Are children so bold nowadays? Strangers can let them in at will.

Feng Wuli shook his head and said no, and asked him why he didn't go to school.

The little boy said that when he went out now, he would hear many strange sounds. He was too scared and dared not go out or go to school. His parents went to work and were alone at home.

"May I have your name?"

"Yang Yang."

"Xiaoyang can't open the door for strangers in the future. There are many bad people." Feng Wuli said with a gentle smile, stretched out his hand behind the door and touched the little guy's head.

"But Big Brother is not a bad guy." He was sure and asked again: "Big Brother, are there monsters in the world?"

He looked innocent, and Feng Wuli didn't know how to answer.

"Can you see them?"

Yang Yang shook his head and said, "Yang Yang Neng could hear them. Someone suddenly spoke in the place where there was nothing. Yang Yang didn't see anything. Originally, Yang Yang could only hear them talking, but a few days ago, Yang Yang Neng heard a lot of voices, and everyone was talking. If they didn't open their mouths, Yang Yang could hear what they said. Cats would speak, and tables and chairs would speak. It was so noisy."

Feng Wuli suddenly felt that he was very similar to when he was a child.

He didn't say anything, squatted down and looked at the boy named Yang Yang, with baby fat on his face, cut a broken lid, and his hands were chubby.

Feng Wuli held his hand and just looked at him with a smile.

"Why can't you tell others that you can hear them?"

"Will they be afraid? Yes, my parents are so afraid of me, and I dare not say that to them."

"Is there really a monster?"

Monsters and humans can be clearly stated in two or three sentences, so Feng Wuli told the little guy silently that he didn’t have to be afraid or panic. He told him that no one could see or hear, so he had to pretend that he couldn’t see or hear.

Yang Yang could not see that world, he could only hear it.

Although it is already stronger than most practitioners, after all, most practitioners cannot sense this world before they practice.

But Feng Wuli didn't quite understand what he said, and he could hear the sounds of flowers, plants, tables, chairs, and benches.

After chatting for fifteen minutes, Feng Wuli asked Yang Yang to close the door and stop opening it to strangers.

He turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't notice that a golden flying insect, which was only one tenth of a meter, flew out the moment the crack of the door was closed.

Feng Wuli, who walked to the elevator, suddenly felt something like something was flying into his ears.
Chapter completed!