After Wu Qianqian left, Gu Qing went up to the third floor to meet the mysterious tenant who lived on the third floor.

But it's a pity that the doors of the entire third floor are all closed, and no one responds when Gu Qing knocks, it seems that that person is not at home at all.

"Left?"

Gu Qingmo rubbed his chin, stood at the top of the stairs and thought for a while, then went downstairs and returned to his room.

But at the moment when Gu Qing pushed open his wooden door, a special smell hit Gu Qing's nasal cavity, and then a cloud of dust filled in front of Gu Qing's eyes, Gu Qing covered it with his hand, and looked at it fixedly.

But I saw that the room was still the same room he lived in before, but it looked like he hadn't been in for a long time, and the whole showed a sense of dilapidation.

The stuffiness and humidity caused by long-term lack of ventilation came to his face, so that Gu Qing had to cover his nose and wait for a while to get used to it, but the dust just now was shaken off from the door frame at the moment when Gu Qing opened the door, as if the door had not been opened for a long time, and it was already full of dust.

For this sudden situation, Gu Qing suddenly frowned, but he still walked into the room carefully, he didn't know what was hidden in this room, the invisible tenant last night, and today's environment that seemed to have traveled through time and space, let Gu Qing know that this world is really not as simple as it seems, and what is hidden in it may be a microcosm of this world.

This time, what he has to face is not those powerful enemies that can be seen and touched, but all kinds of abnormalities in this strange situation, which make ordinary people scratch their heads at all, even if there is no obvious danger now, but Gu Qing still feels that the hidden danger behind this is far more than it seems.

The ground was also covered with dust, Gu Qing walked in, and one step was a footprint, through the thickness of the dust, as well as the geography of the city, Gu Qing could deduce that this room had not been entered by anyone for at least twenty years.

Gu Qing observed that the dust was very uniform on the ground and everywhere, which was obviously formed naturally after being abandoned for a long time, rather than someone deliberately setting it up like this.

But what made Gu Qing puzzled was that the furniture here was not what he was before, for example, there was no pot of flowers on the windowsill, and the coffee table had been replaced with a square table.

There is also a poster on the wall that Gu Qing doesn't recognize, on which is a man dressed in a relatively old-fashioned manner, who should look like a star.

This kind of characteristic made Gu Qing conclude that this house did not start from the time when he went out in the morning, and went back twenty years, but from an earlier time, but he didn't know what happened at that time, maybe the people who lived here at that time were very likely to have a lot to do with the 'ghost' he encountered at night.

Walking into the bedroom, Gu Qing saw a pink gauze shrouded in the position that belonged to the bed, of course, the placement of various furniture was not the same as Gu Qing's before, but Gu Qing could still see that this should be a girl's boudoir.

I walked around, but I didn't find any particularly useful information, except for a photo frame placed on the head of the bed, although it had been covered by dust, but after Gu Qing tried to clean it, he revealed a photo kept inside, which was a girl's photo.

In the photo, the girl is tied in a pair of double ponytails, with a sweet and lovely smile, as if she was taken on a trip somewhere, and she should be the owner of this room.

So who lived here twenty years ago?

Gu Qing remembered the strangeness of Ah Tong's dead fat house in the morning, he might know something.

Gu Qing didn't change the photo back, although the first time he saw this photo, he had already imprinted the appearance of the person in the photo in his mind, as long as he gave him a piece of paper and a pen, he could draw it exactly with the sketch.

But he also needs this photo for some small experiments.

In Gu Qing's mind, the strangeness that happened in this room, as well as the scene presented in front of him now, was very likely to be a reflection of history, perhaps highlighted by a certain timeline, and folded with the timeline where Gu Qing is now.

Then Gu Qing walked out of the room, he still needed to see the scope of this influence, whether it was limited to the room he was in, or the main building or even the whole world.

The wooden door was brown, and in addition to the dust on it, it could be seen that this door was actually quite new, completely different from Gu Qing's old portal at that time.

When Gu Qing opened the door and went out, a red light shone on Gu Qing's eyes.

Gu Qing couldn't help but squint his eyes, and then opened his eyes to see that on the sky at the end of the aisle, a red sun was hanging obliquely in the sky.

West, sunset.

Everything outside was old, Gu Qing turned around again, the wooden door he had just come out of had been restored to its previous appearance, although the old green paint was peeling, it was still very strong and sticking to the door, revealing the speckled brown itself inside.

Gu Qing's eyes showed a thoughtful color, and he secretly said in his heart: "Is it just a scene from more than twenty years ago?" ”

Obviously, Gu Qing has returned to his own timeline.

Gu Qing raised his hand, this hand was still holding the photo frame before, since the time has returned, I don't know if the photo frame has been brought out.

Sure enough, the photo frame was gone, and even the dust on Gu Qing's hands had disappeared.

Everything was like Gu Qing's conjecture, an illusion, but Gu Qing knew that with his current mental power, it was impossible to hallucinate, even if it was the world's top hypnotist, it would be impossible to hypnotize Gu Qing.

Gu Qing opened the door again, this time everything was normal, there was no dust scattered, no pungent musty smell, no unfamiliar and familiar room and layout.

It's as if everything has returned to normal.

The only difference is that the flower pot on the windowsill has become a fragment at the moment.

The flowers, which had not been watered for a long time, did not survive this autumn, and were already dying, and now they were slumped on the ground, surrounded by spilled soil and broken fragments of flower pots.

Then before Gu Qing could clean up the flower pot that had been inexplicably broken, he felt a hungry scream from his stomach.

It was already evening, and the sun was about to set in the sky.

According to his body, Gu Qing could tell that although he felt like he had just walked around the old room and went out, the actual time was still a whole day, but he didn't feel it.

"Hehe, interesting."

Gu Qing turned around and went out, he needed to fill his stomach first, and then think about the incident he encountered today by the way.

"What the hell are you trying to express?"