The thunder still roared in the sky, as if it had shattered a rain cloud, making it even heavier, and it crackled against the glass windows.

But the scene outside the window has nothing to do with Xu Lang, now everything in the world seems to have disappeared, and Xu Lang only has the shocking black words on the screen in his eyes: a chance to find an evil spirit, a chance to find an evil spirit......

Xu Lang's body began to tremble, and the strength of his hands holding the mobile phone deepened, so that his fingertips turned white.

It's not scared, it's exciting! No one could understand his mood at this point.

In the past 18 years, there has been no progress in the search, just such an ordinary early morning, on a rainy day, a text message brought Xu Lang hope.

Fear? Of course, he was deeply touched by the powerlessness of people in the face of evil spirits when he saw his mother torn apart at the hands of evil spirits. But so what, because of the evil spirit, he lost his childhood, lost his relatives, lost his friends, lost everything.

Xu Lang hated, so he had to look for it, and his dedication to verifying the existence of evil spirits had surpassed fear.

Excited for a long time, Xu Lang looked at this text message and fell into deep thought, less than 20 words, but the information revealed was extremely complicated, mixed with information that he couldn't understand, and the most incomprehensible thing was the first four words.

When he was a detective, his careful and cautious way of thinking made him not respond rashly, but replied tentatively:

"What does it mean when the time is up?"

Xu Lang quickly launched a storm in his mind, "That unknown text message has three strange points: the meaning of time; Knows everything about me; Traces of evil spirits. This mysterious man was clearly coming for me, was quite familiar with me, and made it clear what I wanted. And the trail of evil spirits is only a condition to tempt me, and only the meaning of time is the most important. When the time comes, is it for me, or for ta? ”

After a while, the mysterious man replied with a text message, "If you want to know the truth about Villa 13, go to No. 444 Zhongyuan Road." ”

Trap, but had to drill into it. If he could, he would rather spend his life investigating the results than be persecuted by people like he is now.

This feeling of being led by the nose, Xu Lang was the most disgusted, put down his mobile phone and looked at the gloomy weather outside, he put on his coat and walked out of the house with an umbrella.

It had rained all night, and there was already a lot of fog around.

Xu Lang understands that this decision is likely to change the trajectory of his life, because it is from one mystery to another.

In the wee hours of the morning, the streets were deserted, not even the breakfast shop downstairs was open, and there were even fewer taxis.

A rough car flashed with a dim yellow light, coming from a distance, Xu Lang beckoned, but the driver didn't seem to be able to see, he didn't slow down, just galloped directly in front of Xu Lang, drove into the vast fog, and disappeared.

Xu Lang stood on the side of the street with a frown, a trace of strangeness in his heart, and then within about ten minutes, four or five taxis passed in succession, also ignoring Xu Lang, and frantically burrowed into the fog, the eager speed seemed to be sucked into the fog.

Xu Lang began to realize that it was abnormal, and took out his mobile phone to search for the location of No. 444 Xia Zhongyuan Road, but found that the city did not have this address at all.

Put back the phone, took out the cigarette case from the pocket of the clothes and lit one, took a long breath, and calmed down a little, at this time an unlit, dilapidated taxi slowly drove away.

Xu Lang didn't wave, he observed coldly, and the driver actually parked the car directly in front of him, the driver's uncle didn't speak, opened the rear door and sat in the driver's seat without saying a word.

The rain hadn't stopped, and the temperature was so low that people shivered, but Xu Lang clearly felt through the door that the temperature in the car was lower, the kind of chill that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Xu Lang hesitated for a moment, slowly put his hand on the car door, but the mobile phone in his right pocket vibrated coldly.

When I turned on my phone, a simple text message appeared in front of me, with only three words: "Don't get in the car!" ”

Xu Lang frowned, and looked around, "It seems that I am being targeted, and my every move is under their control." But now the person who sent this text message and the previous one must be two groups of people or even opposing situations, preventing me from getting in the car to Zhongyuan Road, probably afraid that I will find something? Or is it really just to help me? ”

There are too few clues for Xu Lang, and nothing can be determined at present, except for No. 444 Zhongyuan Road, which may be really extremely dangerous.

At this time, the driver's uncle, who had been waiting silently, opened his mouth to "get in the car", and the sound was like the friction of stone glass, which was so sharp that people shuddered.

Hearing this, Xu Lang suddenly smiled, no longer hesitated, stepped into the taxi, and the driver drove into the fog without asking.

Just after the taxi had disappeared, a sigh suddenly echoed in Xu Lang's original position, but it was empty to the naked eye, and the emotions of listening carefully to this voice were full of resentment, viciousness and helplessness.

The dilapidated taxi was moving fast in the fog, and there were no driving lights, and the driver just drove straight ahead, not afraid of an accident at all. What surprised Xu Lang was that it seemed that the car had not turned a corner since he got into the car, and there was no car around.

"What kind of power can do such a strange thing? Is this an evil spirit? Xu Lang looked at the street speeding backwards outside the car window, a little dazed.

I don't know how long it took, the car stopped in front of a wall, Xu Lang looked at this wall, I don't know why the driver stopped here, and was about to ask, the driver spoke first, or that sharp tone, "No. 444 Zhongyuan Road has arrived, get off." ”

Xu Lang frowned and looked at the driver, silent. Xu realized that Xu Lang hadn't gotten out of the car yet, and the driver was like a marionette, repeating mechanically: "No. 444 Zhongyuan Road has arrived, get off." Zhongyuan Road ......"

"What are you hesitating about" Xu Lang made up his mind to open the door and stood in front of the wall, and when he turned back, the taxi had disappeared, and he didn't even hear the sound of the car starting.

He is here to find evil spirits, and no matter how weird things are, he takes them for granted.

Xu Lang observed the gray abrupt wall in front of him, this wall was nothing special, and there was no door number written on it. It's just that there is a black handle in the middle, which looks as if this wall is a door, and when you unscrew the handle, an unknown world will open.

So Xu Lang clenched the handle and slowly turned it downward, and the wall really opened a gap, and the dazzling white light flashed out from within, so shaking that Xu Lang covered his eyes with his hands.

Xu Lang only felt that the world was spinning, and he was in a trance for a moment, and then opened his eyes again. He actually appeared in his room.

This room is no different from Xu Lang's home, and even the coffee brewed in the morning is still on the table, but there is no heat. Xu Lang walked around the room a few times, and this place was exactly the same as in his memory.

No way......

Xu Lang rushed out of the room and opened the door, and sure enough, the outside environment was no longer his original corridor.

The decoration and layout of the corridor and Xu Lang's family building are completely two styles, which looks magnificent, and the world's famous paintings are hung on both sides, and there are also fans in the corridor here, which is the same as the layout of the ordinary corridor.

Xu Lang counted as he walked, there were a total of 15 doors on this floor, and he knocked on the doors one by one, but no one answered, so he had to wander around the corridor suspiciously, trying to find a living person and ask where this was.

Until the end of the stairway, he finally found the stairs, there was no one leading to the upper floor, only down, Xu Lang secretly figured out that this building was not tall, he should be on the top floor now, because there was no staircase at all.

Walking down the stairs, Xu Lang walked directly to a hall of about one hundred and fifty square meters, and on the white walls around him hung three big scarlet characters "Strange Newspaper Agency", the font was rough, but the unique style was a font that Xu Lang had never seen.

There was a couch on each of the left and right rows, on which seven or eight people were sitting, and when Xu Lang walked down the stairs, everyone stared at him with incredible eyes.

Even a young girl in a white dress jumped straight from the couch: "Hell hell, he... How did he come out of above! ”

Xu Langton was puzzled, and stepped forward and asked, "Is this No. 444 Zhongyuan Road?" ”

A middle-aged uncle stood up and said to him with a sympathetic face: "I'm sorry that this is not No. 444 Zhongyuan Road as you said, but a strange newspaper." ”

Xu Lang turned his head to look at the three words "Strange Newspaper Agency" on the wall that seemed to be dripping blood, and turned his head to wait calmly for the middle-aged uncle's words.

"I'm the temporary captain here, He Xiao, first of all, congratulations to you newcomer, you can come here alive....."

Xu Lang directly interrupted He Xiao: "What did you come here alive, what do you mean?" ”

He Xiao was also stunned, "The average newcomer is still alive after performing the novice task, so that he can be teleported to the newspaper hall and become an employee, you ......", thinking that the young man in front of him came down from upstairs, He Xiao couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, just stared at Xu Lang suspiciously.

Several people on the couch also began to whisper, as if refreshing their cognition.

Xu Lang looked at the people in front of him strangely, thinking that maybe his way of appearing did not conform to the rules here, listening to He Xiao's meaning, a newcomer like him should perform a novice task before entering the newspaper, and he was directly introduced into the newspaper.

Although He Xiao was puzzled, he continued to speak:

"When you enter this newspaper, you are already under a curse. We, the employees, had to work as editors on horrific missions, and we were able to complete ten missions before we could get out of this damn place. ”

Xu Lang nodded calmly, before getting into the taxi, he knew that this must be a dangerous place, but what does the evil spirit in the text message have to do with the task, and then asked, "So what exactly do you mean by the mission?" ”

He Xiao really felt that something was wrong this time, a newcomer suddenly appeared inside the newspaper, and he was so calm that he didn't have any mood fluctuations, he felt very different, and even the eyes of everyone on the sofa looked at Xu Lang differently.

"Editing tasks are divided into Normal, Medium, and Hard.

Before each task, report to the society to notify some employees to participate in the compulsion, do not try to escape, the end is only death.

The task of editing is to organize the task experience into report materials and submit it to the newspaper in order to complete the task. Employees who do not complete the report and submit it at the end of the task time will be directly erased by the newspaper.

Among the tasks, the biggest danger of employees is that they will be endlessly hunted down by evil spirits, no force can compete with them, they have all kinds of unimaginable abilities, people are ants in front of evil spirits, as fragile as paper. The higher the difficulty of the mission, the more terrifying the evil spirit's abilities become. ”

He Xiao said this, as if thinking of the previous mission experience, took two long breaths, calmed down, and everyone on the sofa also lowered their heads, it seemed that they also thought of that terrifying existence.

Unlike everyone present, Xu Lang's black-framed glasses flashed brightly, his body tensed, trembling incessantly, and shouted in his heart: "This is it!" I found it, and I was right! There really are evil spirits in this world. ”

Xu Lang trembled with excitement but it was a sign of fear in He Xiao's eyes, he felt that although this newcomer was a little strange, he was a newcomer after all, and tried to comfort:

"Don't be so afraid, the newspaper will not publish unsolvable tasks, it will restrict the movement of evil spirits somewhat, it will not immediately hunt down employees, it can only take action when employees set off on a dead end or get key clues."

Xu Lang calmed down, quickly digested He Xiao's information, and realized one thing: "Then we have to escape from the evil spirits on the one hand, and edit the report on the other, isn't it too difficult?" ”

He Xiao glanced at Xu Lang in surprise, then turned his head, and his eyes fell on a handsome-looking and fair-skinned young man on the edge of the sofa, and the man nodded indifferently.

Xu Lang also noticed this young man, with short hair neat and neat, wearing a white shirt and trousers, looking very capable. His expression was always indifferent, and when the people around him were in an uproar before, he also sat on the sofa and remained silent.

He Xiao turned around and explained to Xu Lang:

"That's right, as I said before, the newspaper doesn't give us unsolvable tasks, so every mission will have a way out, and sometimes there may be more than one. What we have to do is to desperately find a way out, ensure that it is safe to do so, organize the report, and submit and return verbally or mentally to complete the task.

As for the method of organizing the report, there is no limit to the newspaper office, you can write it down with notes or with a computer, but I recommend you to use a voice recorder, saying that it is always faster than writing. Newspapers aren't picky anyway, as long as you can complete the submission. ”

Xu Lang nodded to digest this huge amount of information, but when he heard the recorder, he was stunned, because he remembered that the middle-aged man who killed his mother in Villa 13 was holding the recorder in his hand all the time!

Just as Xu Lang thought of something and was about to ask, his head began to ache sharply, as if someone had been picked up and something was about to be put in, and a cold and mechanical voice began to echo in his mind:

Normal Editing Mission: Haunted Tower

Mission time: 20 o'clock on April 13 - 2 o'clock on April 14

Mission location: 23 Chunxi Road, Jingming Building

Mission content: Enter the Jingmei Building before 20 o'clock on April 13, and you must not leave the building during the mission, otherwise you will be wiped out. After 6 hours of living and submitting a report, you can return to the newspaper.

Mission-carrying employee: Xu Lang

This text appeared on the wall of the hall at the same time, and when everyone saw it, their jaws dropped in shock, and He Xiao reacted even more violently, shouting directly: "This is impossible!" I've never heard of anyone participating alone on the mission!! ”

The young man, who had always been calm, also frowned, looked at Xu Lang who was reading the information in his head with his head down, and secretly wondered to himself that this newcomer was very special, and even the newspaper was setting a precedent for him.