Although there are lights, it is not just that the power is not enough, but it is too dark underground. The few orange lights swaying in the air are as weak as fireflies in the night. They cannot bring universal light, but can only give some comfort.
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Wait? Sway? Where does the wind come from in the basement to make the lamp sway?
Zhang Ke suddenly raised his head, only to find that the lamp above his head was firmly fixed on the ceiling, with no signs of shaking or swinging.
Is it an illusion? A strange fantasy that came about because a woman like Sadako was with me and she went to a place like the basement?
Zhang Ke couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Listening to the "thumping, thumping" footsteps under his feet, he felt like he was a prey walking towards a trap step by step.
The surrounding atmosphere was too bizarre. Sister Lan had not said a word since she entered the staircase corridor, and her footsteps were so light that she could hardly hear them, as if she was drifting into the ground.
The light became darker and darker as it went deeper, and there were even several broken light bulbs in the middle. The walls on both sides were empty, with nothing on them. It was so clean that it made people feel horrified, and it didn't feel like they were in the human world at all.
At this moment, even a small cowhide advertisement can make Zhang Ke feel a little more at ease, realizing that this is still an area that living people can touch, but it is a pity that it is not.
Moreover, the staircase that stretches downward seems to be extraordinarily long. It feels like I have walked nearly a hundred steps, but I still can't see the end or the corner, as if there is an endless downward staircase that will never reach the end.
Or - the end is the so-called hell.
Although he wanted to turn around and run away immediately, Zhang Ke still suppressed the random thoughts that kept popping up in his head, took a deep breath, and continued to follow Sister Lan.
Not to mention that he is not a superstitious person, anyway, even if the other person is really Sadako, it doesn't matter if he is killed by her, anyway, he can continue to reincarnate again - the worst thing is, he will stay away from him early in the next reincarnation.
That’s it.
"arrive."
Finally, a faint word came out of Sister Lan's mouth, and then she gently opened an iron door in front of her.
Inside the door, there was an uncharacteristically different room that was completely different from what Zhang Ke had imagined. It was a very warm and beautifully decorated room.
Obviously this is Sister Lan's home. Although it is in the basement, the sparrow is small but well-equipped with all the necessary things.
On the pink sofa in the center of the room, there is also a Hello Kitty guarantee. On the computer table next to the door, there are all kinds of electronic equipment and entertainment supplies. Going inside is a clean and white kitchen, which is very clean.
It's clean and the bedroom is connected to the living room.
"Sit anywhere." After Sister Lan closed the door, she walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and asked, "What do you want to drink?"
"Anything... will do." Zhang Ke sat down next to Hello Kitty on the sofa with some embarrassment, looked around, and couldn't help feeling that people should not be judged by their appearance.
Before entering the house, he had already imagined the impression that Sister Lan's room might have along the way - either like a witch's cabin, filled with eyeballs, toads, bats and strange specimens and potions, or it might look like a witch's cabin.
It's like a Japanese haunted house, cold and dark, with fluttering white cloth and weird dolls.
But it turns out that these are just ridiculous imaginations caused by his stereotypes. At least judging from the home environment, Sister Lan is an ordinary woman who knows how to live.
——Well, looking at the digital tablet used for hand-drawing on the computer table, I am afraid that this is a home girl who likes to draw by herself.
"You don't look in good spirits." Sister Lan stood in front of the refrigerator, hesitated for a moment and then said, "Drink something healthier."
As she spoke, she turned around and went to the stove, took out a white porcelain bowl and a white spoon, and scooped out a bowl of soup from the pot in the refrigerator.
"Drink."
Sister Lan placed the white porcelain bowl filled with dark green liquid on the coffee table in front of Zhang Ke. The latter took a closer look and realized that it was actually a bowl of mung bean soup.
Wait, mung bean soup?
This reminded him of the fresh and delicious bowl of mung bean soup he saw in the refrigerator at home.
"Okay, thank you."
He picked up the spoon and carefully took a mouthful and put it into his mouth. A cool and refreshing feeling hit his nostrils and went straight to his forehead. Zhang Ke, who had been a little drowsy because he had just eaten a full meal, suddenly woke up and even felt...
The burden on my limbs is much lighter.
"It's delicious!" Zhang Ke couldn't help but sigh, "There seems to be mint in it!"
"Mint, nine-storied pagoda, and chrysanthemums." Sister Lan said calmly, "Although I didn't put rice kernels directly, I used the soup made with them to cook the mung beans."
"So -" Zhang Ke asked tentatively, "that bowl of mung bean soup in my refrigerator..."
"You asked me for it." Sister Lan seemed to be able to see through the other person's question directly, and answered immediately: "The day before yesterday."
"Oh, that's right...I've always been reluctant to drink it."
Zhang Ke drank the mung bean soup in one gulp, feeling refreshed and refreshing, and most of the panic in his heart was gone.
It seems that I really judge people by their appearance. Although this Sister Lan looks a little weird, she should be a good person. At least she is very kind to herself. She allows herself to be a guest at home and cooks healthy mung bean soup for herself.
By the way, I gave Han Gang a lesson before and helped him out.
Zhang Ke was slowly thinking in his mind about how to get some words out of the other party's mouth so as to understand the original relationship between the two, but he did not expect that the other party would speak first.
"How much do you owe Han Gang?"
"Ah... around 10,000. I need to go back and check the contract for the specific number."
"Alimony must be paid to Liang Dayuan every month, do you remember?"
It was rare for Sister Lan to say so many words in one sentence, which made Zhang Ke feel flattered.
"Yes... although it is very difficult, I will still persevere." Zhang Ke replied businesslikely.
Could this be the greeting between me and her? I always feel a little embarrassed.
"Have you found the kind of person you are looking for?"
Suddenly, Sister Lan unexpectedly asked such a question, which made Zhang Ke a little stunned.
"Ah...what? What kind of person?"
Although Zhang Ke originally wanted to continue pretending, he changed his mind and thought that it would be better to just pretend to be stupid and induce Sister Lan to speak out herself. Wouldn't this be more conducive to gathering intelligence?
"nothing."
I just didn't expect that God is not as good as God. Although Zhang Ke had a smart idea in his mind, the other party did not follow the routine at all and even stopped answering the call.
"By the way, Sister Lan - I have a question for you."
Since you don't take the initiative to tell me, then I will take action myself.