Many years later, facing the newly decorated wedding scene, Su Ke will remember the distant afternoon when he rushed into Tiantongyuan 11.

It was a scorching, sleepy three o'clock, and Su Ke was sitting in his office watching the long, smelly afternoon theater soap opera, which was lighter than boiled water, and he was bored and itchy, desperate for a little stimulation.

Then, the phone rang.

Years later, Su Ke still hated his impetuousness at that moment, and he firmly thought that if he hadn't picked up the phone so quickly, maybe he would have been able to escape from the terrible nightmare that had plagued him for many years, and watch others die.

But anyway, he picked up the phone.

It was a call from the city police department, and they asked Su Shi to send a doctor to No. 11 Tiantongyuan to "treat the injured".

Tiantongyuan No. 11 is the famous "star area", and any owner who lives in it can shake out enough lace to feed half of the city's newspapers. On weekdays, Tiantongyuan is heavily guarded and mysterious, isolated from the outside world, but today it recruited the police and the hospital at the same time - just guessing the ** Mixin in it is enough to make the aunts in the office secrete adrenaline.

This kind of good errand for gossip is naturally to scramble and be the first.

Tiantongyuan was not far from the Su family, but after ten minutes, they heard the driver muttering.

"These celebrities are too capable of tossing." He said.

Su Ke poked his head out of the window and looked ahead—for a moment, he almost thought he was in some kind of rainforest. But then he realized: the green-brown lump (the only appropriate measure word is "lump") a few dozen meters away was not some kind of towering tree that had been mutated by radiation, but a sturdy three-story masonry hut wrapped in thorny vines and roots—no, not just "wrapped". If he's not mistaken, it seems that even the roof has been overturned?

He turned his head blankly and looked at the carload of people.

"Isn't this really a dilapidated house?" Sister Liu's face was expressionless.

"I don't know," Su Ke said sincerely, "I haven't passed physics." ”

So they could only continue to turn their heads to admire this strange hybrid.

A minute later, the car stopped in front of the hybrid. The cops waited in front of the hybrids - their eyes were all looking at the dead ghost in retrospective terms - and their feet were full of broken and twisted vines and slippery sap. The police chief stepped forward very eagerly and asked them to look at the patient in an affectionate tone.

The patient was lying behind the policemen, covered with a white sheet, unable to even tell his gender. The doctors hula-la-la-la, and lifted the white sheets. Under the white cloth was a delicate and ruddy face that everyone was familiar with, and this face had just appeared in the soap opera they were watching.

Su Ke bent down, ready to listen to the patient's heartbeat, but the patient suddenly trembled, trembling like chaff. Su Ke stretched out his hand and was about to hold him, but saw the patient raise his head suddenly-

The stench came to my face.

At 6 p.m. on May 23, 2015, the city of L was hit with unprecedented horror.

The first to notice is the dog. At six o'clock sharp, the dogs of the whole city of L went crazy, they barked wildly, they spun all over the ground, they twitched and rolled like a convulsion, and even foamed at the mouth. At first, people thought that the pet was in spring, but they soon realized that it was summer. The bewildered citizens grabbed their dog and opened the door to see the veterinarian.

Then, in the terrible howl of the dog, they threw their heads straight to the ground.

At that moment, no one reacted, they just rolled on the ground and moaned, wondering why their heads were so dizzy, why their eyes were so hot, and why their noses were burning and hurting. Then their sluggish nerves began to scream in alarm, and the brain called every cell to convey the same signal.

It stinks, it stinks, it stinks!

Whether it is rotten fish and shrimp or rotten feet, or a toilet that has not been cleaned for a month or socks that have not been changed for three years, no metaphor or rhetoric can describe this terrible taste, and in a certain way it is said that the literary achievements of mankind should be ashamed of themselves before this strange smell. None of them could describe what they smelled, they only remembered that their every senses were horribly tormented - they screamed and cried as hard as they could, they rolled desperately on the floor, they convulsed and even grabbed their heads on the ground, desperately trying to break free from this stench world. In just five minutes, the whole city had exploded, and in the midst of a tumultuous scream accompanied by the slamming of the door opening, people rushed out of their cars, homes, shops, and rushed onto the wide road, crying or spitting. Citizens living in high-rise buildings struggled to put on their autonomous gliding suits, rushed to the window and jumped down, and then got into trouble with their neighbors who went up and down the stairs......

By 6:45, order in L City had been completely paralyzed, screaming and vomiting everywhere, mask bags and shriveled air fresheners everywhere, and everyone was vomiting or waiting to vomit - they were vomiting on the road, leaning against the wall, or vomiting while running. They vomited out the last bits of gastric juice, the last drop of bile, but they were still dizzy and disgusting. When they turned their heads and smelled a new smell of the wind, then, no matter how empty his stomach was, no matter whether their esophagus spasmed or not, they could only bow their heads and wait for a new stream of heat to erupt from their throats.

Tonight, no one slept in L City.

At eight o'clock in the evening of May 23, Lin Jian and the other three arrived at Su's Hospital.

As soon as they got into the car, the three of them noticed something unusual: the driver who came to pick them up was wearing a shiny silver, strange-looking hood, almost like a weirdo out of a science fiction movie. However, Mr. Strange Man himself did not care, and he explained to them vaguely through his hood, telling them that it was a new style of one-piece gas mask, and eagerly handed them three motions for them to put them on—of course, no one in their right sense would want to wear such a strange clown mask, and the three masks were quickly stuffed into their pockets and moved quickly.

…… Ten minutes later, they scrambled to put on their masks and moved more quickly.

- it stinks!

If it weren't for seeing to be believing, Lin Jian would have thought that they were visiting a big dung pit, the kind of terrifying smell that was endless, rich and undispersed, full of materials, pure to the point that no impurities were mixed in, even through the mask. The dirty roads were deserted - no, not only the sparrows in the trees!

Walking through the empty streets, through the empty alleys, past one shop after another, they finally stopped at the center of the stench, the Su headquarters, which was emptier than the streets and alleys.

As soon as they got out of the car, the three of them were horrified to discover the shortcomings of the gas mask - it only covered the face and neck, and the wider skin was still exposed to the terrible stench, and now they have begun to sting and itch, making people can't help but imagine the scene of the skin rotting and broken in the stench - at that moment, it was "Resident Evil" that flashed through Lin Jian's brain.

They stayed in the car and refused to go down.

The helpless driver sent a message, and three minutes later, an impenetrable spaceman paced out of Su's headquarters, faltering.

The astronaut-like Su Luo stopped in front of the car, staring straight at them through the hood glass and window glass. Lin Jian suddenly felt that his face was a little hot and his hands were shaking a little (yes, it was his right hand), and he subconsciously shrank back.

"You're here." Even through the helmet, he could still hear the coldness in Su Luo's voice.

The three of them were a little weak, they glanced at each other, and finally Xiao Zhenyi spoke, and he asked knowingly.

"What did Mr. Su call us for? What's going on here so stinky? ”

Su Luo ignored him, and his voice suddenly became blank, as if he was reading an official document.

"At 3:43 p.m. on May 23, the police department received a report that there was an emergency at No. 11 Tiantongyuan. At 49 minutes, the police arrived at Tiantongyuan and found a secret spiritual organization in the No. 11 single-family villa, the organizer of which was a middle-aged man, claiming to be Master Bonchai, and most of the participants were well-known figures in the entertainment industry. When the police arrived at the scene, the participants were all unconscious. At 55 minutes, Su sent a five-member medical team to No. 11 Tiantongyuan at the request of the police station. After the medical team arrived, the patient was given emergency treatment, and during the treatment, the patient suddenly vomited and diarrhea, excreting a large amount of substances with a strong pungent odor......"

The three of them looked away, and they stared at the puddles of black liquid in front of the Su Clan's gate - even through the protective shield, they could fully appreciate the "strong pungent smell" it emitted.

Su Luo paused for three seconds, as if pondering what to say next. Three seconds later, he glared at the three again.

"Now, sue me, what exactly have you three done?"

There was silence.

A minute later, Xiao Zhenyi spoke, and his voice was full of emptiness.

"How do you know we did it?"

Su Luo didn't answer, he still glared at them.

"Okay, okay." Xiao Zhenyi glanced at someone Lin who continued to pretend to be dead, "Do you remember this afternoon...... What did we encounter? ”

"'Added officials'?" Su Luo said coldly, "Lin Jian had already explained the situation to me at two o'clock in the afternoon. ”

"It's true, but it's still a little unsaid," Xiao Zhenyi said weakly......

Lin Jian shrank even tighter.

"What do you mean?"

"It means...... That is, after the official rotted, we discussed what to do with the paper lantern. We agree that it is a spirit lamp that will automatically float back to the caster's location after containing the soul. So, so I mentioned yì and touched the melons, and caught them all......"

"Then," Xia Wei took the second half of the sentence, her voice was very dull, as if her nose was blocked, "Mr. Lin objected (Lin Jian groaned, and Su Luo turned his head to look at him). He thinks that the person who has the ability to perform the addition must be ruthless, and the spell is not weak, if one is not good, 'it is said that it is a smooth vine, I am afraid it will be delivered to the door'"

"After expressing his opinion," Xiao Zhenyi immediately responded, "Mr. Lin came up with a brilliant idea. He proposed that this person who had performed the Nightmare Town and the addition of officials was definitely not a good person, and he had been immersed in the evil law for a long time, so he would inevitably have an evil spirit. And Miss Xia's spiritual spring happens to have an incomparable miraculous effect in exorcising evil spirits......"

"And I was already confused." Xia Wei made up for it, "I promised him to mention it, take out the spiritual spring and put it in the lantern, and let it be brought back to the original owner." ”

Su Luo's voice was still cold: "And then? What about all this black liquor? ”

"Then," a weak, slight, limp voice rang out from the back seat—and Lin Jian finally decided to confess and be lenient," "and then, I never expected that the mage who was a must have used some kind of life-prolonging evil method...... Either they eat five meats and serve human milk, or they drink human blood to steal Yuan Yin, and they have already accumulated a belly of filthy filth. Lingquan has done everything to eliminate evil, and probably gave these people a detoxification and beauty...... And then, after—"

After that, L City became a manure pit.