"Unknown whimpering in an abandoned well in a deserted village, the last subway train transporting the dead, a white figure fleeting in the early morning surveillance of the hospital, a woman in green lingering at the crossroads... There are too many similar legends, are they all the same?
Fictional?"
The young male lecturer in the folklore class was excitedly talking about knowledge that had nothing to do with the textbook. Qin Anyi was bored and even wanted to smoke a cigarette.
After looking at the students in the lecture theater, it was quite full.
He has arrived at Shenhu City. Since he reached cooperation with Xuanyuan Zhenwu, he has been preparing to investigate the top ten "supernatural" events in Shenhu that are unknown whether they are true or false.
Fortunately, there are indeed people in Shenhu who are researching these strange urban legends. I don’t know whether they are groundless or not.
The researcher is the young lecturer in the folklore class. He looks no more than thirty years old and has a scholarly temperament. However, his "crazy" temperament during the lecture makes it difficult not to make people doubt his mental state.
Not long after, the bell rang and the students left in a hurry. The male lecturer was packing up the lesson plans and preparing to leave, but Qin Anyi walked up to the male lecturer with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Is this Mr. Gao Chongshan?" Qin Anyi asked.
"Ah, yes, it's me. Who are you?"
"My name is Qin Yuesheng, and I am an online writer. I came to visit this time to collect materials. I wonder if you are free now?" Qin Anyi casually gave her pseudonym and took out a book from her backpack.
The book is titled "A Study on the Ten Unbelievable Events in Shanghai and Shanghai and the Folklore Significance Behind them".
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Shenhu City, Grand Road Patrol House, this is part of the public concession of Shenhu City and belongs to the Grand State.
Xuanyuan Zhenwu carries an oil-paper umbrella on his back, and wears a loose robe and mandarin jacket held up high by his strong muscles, but a person like him who is not easy to mess with at first glance is like air outside the patrol room, and no one cares. He is
Cast a spell and prepare to observe.
"This is the original Changlong Apartment that Qin Anyi said, but there are no bad smells like monsters and ghosts here. Is it because of the patrol room?" He thought to himself, never expecting to see a scene that made him extremely unhappy.
Some foreigners with cloth bags on their heads, whose skin color was neither yellow nor black nor white, but tended to be dull wheat-colored, were arrogant, beating the arrested people's backs with batons in their hands, and often spoke foreign languages, completely
don't know.
"Red guy..." Patrolman Jingguo cursed in a low voice, but Patrolman Jingguo was a quiet man in this Grand Field.
Xuanyuan Zhenwu's eyes were full of sorrow. Ever since the defeat of Jingguo until now, after the signing of the treaty that humiliated and humiliated the country, the compatriots in these concessions have been bullied by these foreign bastards.
There are foreign ghosts outside and demons and ghosts inside. If there is no country, how can a home be a home?
But fortunately, he heard Qin Anyi tell how Jingguo continued to strengthen itself a hundred years later and became a powerful country.
The sleeping giant will wake up one day.
But before that, there were also people with lofty ideals running around trying to save the nation.
However, there are some issues left over from history that must be resolved now.
Just like this later generation, Changlong Apartment.
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"Do you know what the residents in Changlong Apartment have eaten?" Gao Chongshan asked Qin Anyi.
Qin Anyi told Gao Chongshan that she wanted to collect materials on the spot, and Gao Chongshan enthusiastically drove Qin Anyi to Changlong Apartment.
According to Gao Chongshan, everyone who has read his works is his friend. Isn't it normal for friends to help friends?
So Qin Anyi, who originally planned to come alone, went with Gao Chongshan.
The two of them passed through an inconspicuous entrance. It was really inconspicuous. It was like a map of a soul game played by his cryptorchidism. After going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, they traveled through mountains and rivers from the map.
If it weren’t for the [362 Changlong Road] sign and a [Excellent Historic Building] sign, we wouldn’t have noticed it at all.
"I know, it's because of the war." Qin Anyi lit the cigarette and walked through the entrance with lowered eyes.
The entrance is backlit and slightly damp, and the atmosphere of the times seems to come to your face.
In just a few steps, it was like walking back from this peaceful and peaceful era to the dark and sad era of the past.
"That's right, the frontline is tight and the rear is tight." Gao Chongshan said, sighing, "So it's normal for the transport captain to lose. After all, corruption has already started since then."
"You know how to micromanage and like to write diaries, how can you be a serious person? You're despicable."
Qin An recalled what he meant, and then walked through the narrow passage and reached the central patio.
This is like a prison, imprisoning people in it, just like a walled city, where people of all religions and peoples live, but in the past there were indeed many people of all religions and people at the bottom of society living here.
This place is like a Tongzi Tower. The surrounding buildings form a dense square tube. It is like a Tongzi Tower or a ring-shaped building like the Colosseum, except that it is square here.
The size of the sky is the size of the patio, the building is low, bamboo poles or iron poles for hanging clothes are stretched out, and some clothes are dripping with water, soaking other clothes at the bottom.
Qin Anyi carefully avoided the high places of her pants and underwear. There were nearly three hundred households living in this "small" building. The old atmosphere made Qin Anyi feel a little uncomfortable.
Gao Chongshan accompanied him and headed towards the top floor.
He always felt as if he had really gone back in time.
After nearly a hundred years of ups and downs, Changlong Apartment has become dark and dilapidated, and is incompatible with the surrounding modern buildings.
Although the exterior walls were painted a few years ago, the main frame of the building has not changed. The 5-story tube building has corridors on each floor starting from the 2nd floor, and the floors are connected by old-fashioned cement escalators.
The corridor is facing the door of each house, and the doors of each house are next to each other. From a distance, they are densely packed.
Due to the insufficient area of the house and the lack of independent kitchen and bathroom, the narrow corridor became a place where everyone struggled to gain space.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The corridor is crowded with private shower rooms and kitchen stoves, and all kinds of sundries are piled in the corners, including pots and pans, cupboards and furniture, potted bird cages... too many to count.
After all, this is the most famous low-rent housing in the entire Shenhu City. The original apartment layout has also been divided by partitions, turning it into real dwellings.
"It's really crowded here." Qin Anyi carefully stepped over all kinds of debris and finally reached the top floor, and then opened the increasingly perfect [World].
As mentioned earlier, Qin Anyi's [World] ability was formed by integrating various abilities. Now his [World] has become more capable.
Now he can use his ability to look back even if he moves around at will.
In this way, Qin Anyi calmly recalled the past of Changlong Apartment in all directions.
"Then let me come and see if there is really a ghost here."
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That was history nearly ninety years ago, in the 1930s and 1940s. At that time, Jingguo was once again spread by war.
Refugees from the occupied areas poured into Shenhu, intending to seek asylum from other countries in the concession. However, the people in the embassies in the concession did not regard the lives of the people of their countries as their lives. For the concession, they only needed to drag it out.
Already.
As a result, a small number of refugees poured into Changlong Apartment. Changlong Apartment was also continuously expanded under the spontaneous organization of the victims. Such days did not last long.
Due to the tight front line and successive defeats, the August 13 Shenhu Battle lasted for three months, and the entire Shenhu became an isolated city. After all, everyone who could escape ran away, leaving only this city, and there were still people in the city who could not escape.
The displaced refugees, as well as the concession areas where the well water does not interfere with the river water,
and both sides of aggression and counter-aggression.
It was precisely because of the tightness and failures on the front line that supplies to the refugees were gradually cut off completely. After all, Shenhu was already an isolated city at that time.
Refugees wanted to flow into the concessions to seek asylum, but because there were so many, the concessions responded by using machine guns to form a "defense line" against the refugees. If anyone wanted to come in, they would shoot.
The concession and the enemy-occupied area became two completely different worlds.
On one side, it still looks like a foreign land ten miles away, and on the other side, it is the ruins of a war-torn place. In the middle, perhaps there is only a river.
Although Changlong Apartment is in the concession, food supplies are gradually being cut off. Other foreigners in the concession will not contribute humanitarian efforts to this end. They even have machine guns mounted!
Therefore, if you want to go out in search of food, you also risk being shot.
At that time, Shenhu was an isolated city, and Changlong Apartment at that time was a besieged city within an isolated city.
The refugees are like locusts, eating everything they can eat. At first they can eat some meat, such as wild dogs, frogs, and fish fry, but later they even have to fight for bark, roots, and stems.
Until people died of hunger everywhere, and then evolved into...
Strangers, acquaintances, relatives, friends... there are fewer and fewer people.
War is a monster that eats people without spitting out their bones. Things derived from this monster also eat people.
There must be monsters and ghosts in troubled times, because troubled times breed these monsters and ghosts.
What's more, there is also an ancient bad thing sealing a "seed" here.
It's just this seed that has only begun to take root and sprout now.
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Inside Changlong Apartment, people were in panic.
"Who is here today?" "It seems to be that girl." "Oh, what a pity, that child was born so pretty."
Qin Anyi narrowed his eyes slightly and gritted his teeth tightly. He divided his perspective, one perspective is now, and the other perspective is nearly ninety years ago.
The two worlds of the past and the present are closely aligned. On one side, they are noisy and revealing the trivial things that can be seen everywhere in life, while on the other side, they are discussing the [food] that they will "eat" later.
"I said, that girl looks to be almost 20 years old, and she is so handsome. Do you want... um?" an old bachelor asked, and it was obvious what he was thinking.
The past scenes in retrospect were witnessed by Qin Anyi, and the fingers that were yellowed by the cigarette were trembling slightly.
The ash was not broken, but it was shaken off and broken with a slight tremor.
"What's wrong with you?" Gao Chongshan, who had been talking endlessly about his research, asked strangely after seeing Qin Anyi's state.
"It's nothing, I just remembered something that made me angry." Qin Anyi tried her best to keep her tone normal.
"Fuck you, what are you thinking about?" someone scolded angrily.
"Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here?! If any one of us here goes out, he will die, why?! Do you want to see what we are eating?! So don't pretend to be a good person with me here, you too
It's not a good thing!" the old bachelor shot back rascally.
"What the hell are you talking about!" Another person punched the old bachelor, "We are eating sheep!"
"Haha, it's just a fig leaf. You all robbed each other harder than anyone else when eating, and now you are pretending to be saints? If you are really such saints, why don't you contribute yourselves?"
Noisy and cursed, the noisy and shouting of the two eras seem to be the same, but they do not overlap.
As a witness, Qin Anyi only felt absurd and sad.
People's sorrows and joys are not the same, but people's sorrows and joys are also connected.
Seeing his compatriots wearing the cloak of civilization but imitating the primitive people who drank hair and blood, he felt sad and angry.
But this sadness and resentment cannot be focused on a specific target. After all, the culprit is a combination of many factors... real things that are as scary as ghosts.
The speed of the world in retrospect has begun to accelerate.
"Ingredients" washed herself as if resigned to her fate, her wet hair gently swaying in the wind, and she softly hummed the songs of her hometown, which were the songs her mother sang when she was lulled to sleep.
"The boxwood pole is so soft, sister~brother, Harry..."
She knew what her fate would be next, and that she would be the same as the ingredients she had eaten before.
Qin Anyi only felt it was harsh when she heard it, but she gently slowed down her last song, and the ethereal song sounded, and finally she fell silent.
The sound of chewing could be heard constantly, and something was being born.
When the bones and flesh of the ingredients are eaten up, that thing is born.
It was a... something whose appearance was unclear and crawling in the darkness.
Only the chewing sounds could be heard in the darkness. The chewing sounds in the darkness complemented the silent chewing sounds of other people, and finally merged into it.
No one can notice it, no one can find it.
"Is it time for dinner now?" Gao Chongshan asked Qin Anyi.
He listened to the chewing sound of the little snail, and his stomach couldn't help but make a sound.
"It's time to leave." Qin Anyi said lightly, listening to the sound of chewing.
"Ah? Why?"
"It's nothing, maybe it's because I'm not very hungry."
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"There are no monsters or ghosts here at all." Xuanyuan Zhenwu thought firmly.
No matter what means he used, Xuanyuan Zhenwu could not find any trace of monsters and ghosts here. The patrol room was very clean, and everything was normal except for being occupied by people of other skin colors that should not be occupied.
People who live in the past will naturally not know the future.
People in the future did not mention this past, because people in the future knew that Xuanyuan Zhenwu alone would not be able to resist this huge wheel.
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