At this moment, Jiang Qinian had just pushed open the wooden door and appeared in a community in the old city.
The surroundings were eerily quiet and dead, and their positions could only be determined by the footsteps coming from the mist.
What are those people walking in the community?
Jiang Qinian thought carefully.
If the guess is correct, it must be a dead soul immersed in a nightmare.
At the same time, he is also a resident of this community.
However, seeing that they had no intention of attacking him, Jiang Qinian ignored them.
From the current point of view, as long as the distance is not too close, you should not be pulled into the other party's nightmare.
But he didn't know what the distance was.
Anyway, the only thing that is certain is that the building he is in has completely evolved into a nightmare building.
The building has five floors in total.
His home is on the third floor, the middle floor.
There are three households on each floor, which means that when all the households are added together, there are a total of fifteen households.
Anyway, when he just came downstairs, he did see that the rooms on those floors were occupied by people. As for whether it was like this above... he didn't know.
But the worst-case scenario cannot be ruled out.
In addition to his own "home", there are fourteen nightmares.
What is more troublesome is that the space in the building is too narrow.
Otherwise, with his temperament, he will definitely clear out all the residents in the building. By then, he will be the only one in the whole building, and it will be extremely safe.
But in such a crowded space, once others join forces, it will be difficult for him to escape.
For example, the nightmare you live in is a family of three, but what about the other families? How many families are they?
Therefore, he will not take the most extreme measures unless absolutely necessary.
After making up his mind, Jiang Qinian walked towards the inside of the building while thinking.
Since there is no way to solve it through force, we must first find a way to conquer it and make it the safest place to stay.
He didn't want to have no place to stay.
Numbers 3 and 4 have both turned this place into a shelter, so he has to make use of it no matter what.
The moment he walked into the old building, a cold wind suddenly hit his face, causing him to get goosebumps.
The difference from before is that this time the corridor is even darker, and a stale smell permeates the air, making people feel particularly depressed and stuffy.
Moreover, some changes have also taken place in the houses facing the building door.
101,101,103……
Three households.
The security door of 101 was covered with knife marks, and the rusty door handle was smeared with blood.
The peephole position on the security door of 103 was destroyed, but nothing can be seen on 102.
Regardless of appearance or spiritual perception, House 101 gave him the most dangerous and vicious feeling.
102 and 103 are nothing. Except for the aura of sadness and despair when approaching 103, there is nothing that makes people feel numb.
However, what the three have in common is that their security doors are all opened with a gap.
"How long have you been out for?"
Jiang Qinian frowned and thought about something.
His biggest disadvantage now is that he can't tell the time.
There was heavy fog all around, and it was impossible to determine the time through the weather and the sun. Although the pendulum clock at home was still running, it was counterclockwise, and the swing frequency was also very irregular, so he couldn't tell whether he would go out and come back.
How long.
After much deliberation, there was no result, so he decided to go home and take a look first.
The second floor is relatively better, not as scary as House 101, but the third floor is different.
Jiang Qinian’s “home” is 303.
The 302 next to his house is full of scorch marks.
Among the black stains on the film, there were some random fingerprints crawling on it.
With a scene like this, you don't have to guess what happened.
So as of now, 101 and 302 are the most dangerous, while others are still within control.
He did not go upstairs to check, but opened the door and returned home.
Fortunately, his "parents" did not come back, so Jiang Qinian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief after entering the door.
He looked at the pendulum clock and found that the needle was still running counterclockwise, and he couldn't help but rub his forehead.
But then he thought of something.
So after putting the schoolbag and keys in their original positions, he stood up and walked into the house.
He touched the place where he was sitting just now, and then his expression became very solemn.
There was still a trace of warmth on the bed.
From this point of view, there is indeed no accuracy in time here, but it has happened in the worst direction.
There will be differences in time in different areas, but for this building, the time flow rate is absolutely the same!
That means... from the time he left until now, only more than ten minutes have passed at most! Otherwise, there shouldn't be any body temperature on the bed!
But in just over ten minutes, a crack had been opened in those people's security doors.
Judging from this speed, in another hour or two at most, those security doors will be completely opened, and the souls imprisoned in the nightmare will also come out!
There is not much time left for him.
He must find out the situation of this building within this limited time, and then find a way to make it an absolutely safe place.
Once those residents walk out of the house and he has not made any achievements, the situation will be very unfavorable for him!!
After thinking of this, Jiang Qinian immediately made a plan.
He didn't know if there would be any danger at home, but in any case, this was his real hiding place, so he was not too anxious to explore the situation inside the home. What was important was who the residents on the fourth and fifth floors were.
Condition.
So after putting the things away, he took a boning knife from the kitchen and walked out of the house.
All the security doors on the fourth floor were closed tightly. He knocked lightly and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one was inhabited.
Then he went up to the fifth floor.
There is only one family living on the fifth floor.
But what puzzled him was that there were many hooks hanging on the outside of the security door of the fifth floor residents, and there was a lot of blood stains on them, so that the surrounding air was filled with a suffocating fishy smell.
"What's this?"
Jiang Qinian muttered something confused.
The residents on the fifth floor gave him a stronger sense of danger than any other house, and the most puzzling thing was that the security door of the residents on the fifth floor was actually closed!
The way to determine whether there is anyone in the household is to observe the security door.
Generally, rooms with residents will have specific signs on the security door, and these signs abstractly represent these people's nightmares.
For example 101.
The door was covered with knife marks and there were still blood stains on the door handle, so it is currently speculated that it was caused by someone killing him.
Because the first floor itself is a floor that is easily targeted by criminals such as robbers, the nightmare of 101 is probably certain.
As for 302, it is also obvious that the residents of 302 must have experienced the fire to become what they are now.
There are two big locks hanging in front of his own house. It must be because his "parents" have too much control, so this scene appears.
But no matter what, these problematic areas are slowly recovering and unlocking, but room 503 shows no signs of recovery.
why is that?
Was he suppressed because he was too strong?
Or... is there another reason?
He's not quite sure.
now
The three rooms that require the most vigilance in the entire building are rooms 101, 302 and 503.
There is basically no danger in other rooms.
As long as they don't all gather together, he is sure to annihilate the opponent.
There is no one on the fourth floor, which is good news.
At the critical moment, he can jump out of the window and escape directly.
Such a height is nothing to a cultivator in the early stages of mortal life, so Jiang Qinian is not so worried.
I can't understand, I really can't understand.
Jiang Qinian noted down the characteristics of the door, and then turned back after the investigation yielded no results.
After returning home, he went back to his bedroom first.
First, he had to figure out the cause of the nightmare, so that he would be confident in dealing with what happened next.
There was nothing in the bedroom, and there was nothing extra except textbooks and exercises on the desk.
The same is true in the wardrobe. There are a few sets of decent clothes and white-washed school uniforms. It doesn't look like a high school student's wardrobe at all.
Just when he thought he couldn't find anything, his hand found a very hidden small drawer in the closet, with a small rusty lock hanging on it.
He used force with his fingertips to destroy the small lock, then put his hand in and kept groping, and finally found a yellowed notebook under a pile of waste newspapers.
Jiang Qinian took the notes in his hand and studied them.
On the surface, there's nothing noteworthy about it. It's just a little shabby. It looks like it's just a small notebook that I usually use for homework. The edges are already a little moldy.
The content recorded in the diary was very messy, so Jiang Qinian could only read it word by word, for fear of missing any clues.
"x month xx day cloudy
The test results came out today and I ranked second in the class.
The results were very good. I thought my parents would be satisfied, but they were not. When I got home, I found them sitting on the sofa with a ruler.
The lights were very dim and their faces were very stiff.
I think my mood at this time was as bad as their faces. From my birth to now, I have forgotten the last time they smiled at me.
It seems that in memory, their expressions have always been so stiff and ugly, like two corpses, without any blood.
Not surprisingly, they severely criticized me again.
The ruler hit the palm of my hand hard, but I couldn't feel the pain.
In other words... those burning palms can't ignite my despair towards this family.
They said it was for my own good, so I had to live under their 360-degree surveillance without any privacy at all.
But I'm really fed up with this life.
Many times I feel that I cannot be called a human being, I am just a puppet controlled by them, without any freedom at all.
I want to escape.
Even if I am begging for food, I don’t want to stay here!
At least when I dig through the trash can, I am free..."