"Um...Alin." At this time, Cao Zhong made a suggestion: "Why don't we call Xin Mingyun?"
Hearing this name, Lin Quying was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "You, do you know Xin Mingyun's contact information?"
"Well... Actually, he contacted me half a year ago, and I don't know who gave him my phone. Then, he said that he is currently writing horror novels on Singularity.com."
"He also writes horror novels? What's his pen name?"
"Well, I'll look through the WeChat records." Cao Zhong took out his phone and looked for it, and then said, "Well, my pen name is Mu Liangye."
"I've never heard of this name at all." Lin Quying occasionally read books on the suspense channel of Singularity.com. Later, she only read books about Deep Sea and Jiutianyan, but she had never seen this pen name in various rankings.
"Xin Mingyun...well," Cao Zhong continued: "He told me that if there are any real supernatural experiences in life, I can consider providing him with information."
"That's good. Now there's no shortage of information for him."
Xin Mingyun was the classmate who impressed Lin Quying the most during his college days! At first, he was super interested in ghosts, aliens, superpowers, and abnormal phenomena, and he kept talking about it all day long.
He also went on a pilgrimage to many famous haunted houses in the world, and later took photos to show them. In the end, he was severely criticized by the school's department head for spreading feudal superstition, and then he gave up.
"Back then, everyone said that this guy was too cheating. It was said that he had been to so many haunted places and never had any trouble!"
"Haha... This, this should mean that this world is materialistic... right?"
In the end, both of them unanimously decided to contact Xin Mingyun. That guy has been studying this kind of thing for so long, so he will definitely make some achievements.
Cao Zhong quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. The number was quickly connected.
"Hello, Xin Mingyun?"
"Cao Zhong? What's going on?"
"That's right. Don't you want me to provide you with information about supernatural phenomena? Now, I have it. I'm at Alin's house now."
"Lin Quying? That sissy?"
Cao Zhong smiled bitterly and said, "Well? Can you come here?"
"Please tell me more specifically." From the sound of his voice, Xin Mingyun was obviously not very interested, "I'm coding and writing a manuscript right now."
Lin Quying snatched the phone and said to Xin Mingyun on the other end of the phone: "Listen, Xin Mingyun..."
In the simplest words possible, he told Xin Mingyun on the other side everything he observed through the telescope and what happened by accidentally entering the building opposite.
Then, the voice on the other side became excited: "Really...really?"
"If I lie to you, I will be hit by a car and die when I go out!"
"Okay, okay...I'll prepare something, I'll be here soon!"
After hanging up the phone, Lin Quying looked confused.
Prepare something...?
What's going on? Is he planning to bring the black donkey's hooves or the devil's pestle? Could it be that Xin Mingyun has been studying supernatural phenomena for so many years and really got something hard?
"It seems that contacting Xin Mingyun is the right thing to do." To be honest, Lin Quying was still a little nervous, "If this guy really brings something hard, I will feel more at ease, otherwise I may not dare to live in this community in the future.
Already."
"Didn't you just want to do some supernatural live broadcast?"
"Ahem, well, when Xin Mingyun comes up with something hard, I might actually be able to do a live broadcast of supernatural beings."
Lin Quying actually looked down on the weirdo Xin Mingyun back then. As long as she talked to him, she would always talk about ghosts and aliens, and he would always talk about head-lowering techniques, Feng Shui and the like.
"I'll check what books he has written..."
Lin Quying searched for the pen name Mu Liangye and found only one book titled "The Record of the Shocking God".
But after reading it for a while, he said: "Well... this guy, you can tell that it is written by this guy as soon as you look at the writing style. He has to quote scriptures in a few sentences. He says it as if he is serious about it."
"Well, yes. However, there are very few clicks and subscriptions. After it was put on the shelves, it was said that the average number of subscriptions was only about 200."
"Why don't you send me a message on WeChat to ask what preparations he has to make?"
"Well, ask?"
However, I sent it via WeChat, but there was no response at all.
At this moment, Lin Quying thought of the book written by Black Will-o'-the-Wisp. According to the setting of that book, all the evil spirits that appeared in the Scarlet Letter mission could not be dealt with by all human means, whether it was beads or crosses.
It won't be of any use.
He has not told Cao Zhong about this matter because he always thought it was too weird. The apartment described in the novel "Black Will-O-Wisp" was also a bit too scary.
At this moment, they no longer dared to look at the telescope. Instead, they were quietly waiting for Xin Mingyun to come over.
"By the way...why hasn't he replied to WeChat yet?" Lin Quying found herself a little impatient.
At this time, Cao Zhong said: "Well...that...Xin Mingyun..."
"What's wrong?"
"Why don't we order takeout for dinner? We can't eat instant noodles anymore, right?"
Because she was so nervous and uneasy, Lin Quying didn't notice that she was hungry at all.
"That's right... Xin Mingyun might not have eaten either."
So, he clicked on the Meituan app on his mobile phone and said, "Well, what should I order?"
"How about we just eat something?" Cao Zhong didn't care, it was the same anyway.
"Let's see... there are quite a lot of varieties... um... how about ordering some Northeastern dumplings?"
"Do whatever you want."
"There are several kinds, beef dumplings, mutton dumplings, pork and green onions..."
Before he could say the word "dumplings," he suddenly saw a WeChat reply prompt on the top of his phone. He clicked on it and saw that it was from Xin Mingyun: "Of course I will bring some good things to open your eyes.
"
"What are they?" Lin Quying immediately sent a reply asking: "Please tell me in detail."
"You'll know when we get there."
Seeing him still trying to sell things off made Lin Quying feel itchy.
"Then what do you want to eat? I'll place an order for you."
"Whatever, I'm not picky about food."
"Hmm... um... then let's have three of us order a pork and green onion dumpling each. Do you want chili oil?"
"That's necessary! Have you forgotten that Malatang was my favorite when I was in college?"
After placing the order, he began to wait patiently for Xin Mingyun to come over. According to Cao Zhong, Xin Mingyun lived in the same district as him, and it was quite fast to get there by subway.
"This book called "The Record of the Shocking God" is a bit like "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" and "Tomb Robbery Notes"." Lin Quying then looked at the book "The Record of the Shocking God" again.
At this moment, Cao Zhong was a little curious. He walked to the telescope and planned to see if there would be any strange sight.
At this time, his first sight was to observe the window of the woman in red. However, there was only the dressing table inside, and the woman in red could not be seen.
Then, he planned to check out the room on the 10th floor. Is the man still covered in quilt?
Then, he was shocked to see a person standing in front of the window!
Half of the window was closed with curtains, and only half of the man's body was exposed, and three-quarters of his face was covered by the curtains. From the exposed body parts, Cao Zhong could see that the man was wearing a scarf and a
Woolen clothes. He immediately remembered the experience that Lin Quying told him before about accidentally entering the building opposite.
"Hey, hey, Alin, is this what you told me before, the one you met across the street..."
Then, Cao Zhong suddenly saw the man's right hand raised slightly, and he suddenly took out a mobile phone.
However, the strange thing is that Cao Zhong saw clearly that the mobile phone turned out to be...
"Flip... flip phone???"
In this era of comprehensive smartphone coverage, are there still people using flip phones that cannot touch the screen? This thing can almost be put into a museum, right?
Then, he dialed a number on the keyboard of the flip phone, and then put the phone to his ear.
As soon as Lin Quying walked to the telescope and was about to take a look, he suddenly heard the phone ringing in his hand!
