There was a thunderclap in the sky.

A light rain was pouring down.

The winter drizzle was colder than the summer, and the fog was rolling desolate everywhere, as if the evil elves were looking for a place to rest but could not find it.

The rain hitting the body is not only cold, but also has a false sense of unreality.

Su Ding looked into the distance along the street.

It was already completely dark, but the street lamps that used to be lit on time were gone.

Everything was pitch black in the drizzle, and the houses with tall chimneys on both sides were like dark beasts at the moment, which made people feel terrified for no reason.

Su Ding's face was expressionless.

In his heart, he warned that the Taiji diagram was almost spinning wildly at the speed of an engine.

There is no doubt that he has been involved in the mysterious incident, and even after leaving the Wei family, he has not escaped.

Su Ding turned around.

But they found that the way they came had disappeared.

Behind only the thick fog is rolling, the wet fog is slimy and cold to the bone, slowly rolling in the air in waves, wave after wave, clearly visible, like the thick fog of the dirty waves, seeping into each other, and then merging into one.

Intuition told Su Ding not to retreat, otherwise something more terrible would happen.

Then move on!

The flickered street lights and the thick fog made the view very poor.

Su Ding was not familiar with the town, but after walking for a long time, he found that something was wrong here.

The side street he was walking on now was not the same road he was familiar with, and the buildings here were not at all small-town style.

Hidden in the fog and darkness, the houses are staggered with arches and black tiled roofs, and the towering architectural style should be described in a more vivid way as 'the palace architecture of the Forbidden City mixed with the mechanical style of the industrial age'.

Yes, the surrounding buildings are extremely dilapidated, but each one is far more magnificent than the town.

It's like a dilapidated court that has been dead for many years, and walking on it is like walking on a giant who has been dead for many years, which makes people feel weird inexplicably.

Su Ding walked all the way, and finally saw a glimmer of light in front of him.

He hurried to quicken his pace.

Only then did I find that on the second floor of a small red-walled building, the fan-shaped window lintel was covered by heavy curtains, and only a little dim light leaked out of the curtains, crumbling in the dark night.

"Anyone?" shouted Su Ding, standing below.

The permanent silence was broken by an abrupt sound, and for a moment the speed of the thick fog quickened, and a figure flashed behind the dimly lit lintels above.

Then the lights went out, and there was a sense of panic.

Su Ding frowned, and then he realized that this small building had no exit at all, and there was a lonely wall in front of him.

How do the people inside get out?

Or maybe it's not a human being?

Su Ding gave up and continued to call.

The moment he spoke, there was a clear tingling sensation in the back of his head.

Something was staring at him from behind.

Su Ding turned around, and no one saw anyone or anything.

Maybe he was disturbed by his own shouting.

Su Ding decided to continue walking, he subconsciously glanced back at the small building just now, and just collided with the eyes that were staring at him in front of the window.

The eyes closed the curtains in panic and disappeared.

Su Ding was stunned, but laughed instead.

It is better for others to be afraid of him than for him to be afraid of others.

Su Ding waved goodbye to the other party, regardless of whether the other party could see it or not.

So far, he has experienced a total of four mysterious events.

The first time he called the Lord of the Gray Mist, the second time the mental pollution of the cheap old man increased, the third time the soul test at the old Xuantou, and the fourth time the dark shadow man of the Wei family.

Nothing has ever been as strange and dangerous as it is now.

The Evil Thought Space and Taiji Diagram were also relatively calm, and they didn't affect him too much.

And this time, the Taiji diagram rotated wildly, and the evil thought space that he always liked to give him hints disappeared, I don't know if it was blocked or other reasons.

According to the reaction of the evil thought space, the mysterious events can actually be classified.

Inadvertently touching a mystery that does not cause bodily harm to the person can be defined as safe.

This was true for the first time, the fourth time.

As for the second level, it should cause a certain threat to life, and at the same time, it will form a certain amount of mental pollution.

This is true for both the Cheap Daddy incident and the Comparison Corpse incident.

This level can be defined as the pollution level.

And what I am currently facing may be a level higher than the pollution level.

The surrounding visions and the various crises that were perceived in the Wei family just now had already made the evil thought space begin to have a sense of crisis.

What are the consequences of such an event?

The third level can perhaps be defined in terms of the madness level?

Su Ding finally realized the end of this ruin, and he saw a house with a scarlet lantern hanging in front of the door.

The front of the house was overgrown with weeds, and all the windows were nailed with wooden planks, making it impossible to see what was inside.

The lantern emitted a glow like a blood mist, and it was inexplicably a little desolate.

Su Ding raised his eyebrows, the shape and layout of this house......

He finally knew where he was now.

Isn't this the small building in Wei Qingyan's dream?

Su Ding lowered his head and whispered: "You just reminded Jin Guang twice, are you hinting that you are in danger? Where does the danger come from? Old Man Wei, the Black Shadow Man, or this Xiaolou that trapped you?"

It only took three seconds for Su Ding to decide to go in and have a look.

A third of the reason was that his patients called him for help.

As a doctor, he felt a responsibility to do what he could to save patients.

As for the other two-thirds of the reasons......

Is there a better solution for not going in?

The grandson of the evil thought space is usually so arrogant that he can't suck this energy and absorb that energy at every turn, and he doesn't even have a fart when it's really dangerous.

, zz!

Su Ding tidied up his clothes and walked to the front.

The fog around the small building became lighter, but it was more shaded when the rain hit the body.

When he got closer, Su Ding found that the style of this small building was very similar to the old Beijing-style building in a movie called Beijing No. 88 that he had seen.

Old, dilapidated, the walls and tiles hide all the splendor and filth inside.

The double-opened wooden doors were mottled, and even the darkness could be seen through the decayed wisps of decay.

Su Ding tried to push it, just as he thought.

The door had long been opened for him.

The old door creaked and slowly opened.

A strong smell of decay came to my face.

It's like the smell of an old house in the countryside that has not been inhabited for many years.

It was dark and he couldn't see anything clearly, so Su Ding took off his mask.

It's too much of a barrier to view, and it's definitely more dangerous to get into such a dangerous house and not see well than to have enough visibility than coal ash in the air.

Su Ding stepped into the door.

Bang!

The sky exploded with a thunderclap again.

The cold white light briefly illuminated the dark house, and for a moment Su Ding saw a high-backed bench, an octagonal high table, and ...... A table full of wooden plaques.

I'm Nima!