The ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the Double Ninth Festival.

This day is a traditional festival in China, and it is also the heaviest day of the year in Taoism.

On this day, the Jingyang Municipal Government held a grand celebration.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, the Bay Square was empty, and it was very lively.

In half an hour, there will be a big fireworks show here.

In a residential building not far away, there is a resident on the first floor, but he turned on all the lights in his room and closed all the doors and windows in his house.

Inside the room, a thin young man, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, sat on the sofa tremblingly, his eyes kept looking around.

He seemed very frightened.

Suddenly, all the lights in the room went out.

"Ahh

The young man jumped up, wielding his kitchen knife vigorously in the darkness, babbling and screaming.

After a few minutes, he was exhausted and finally stopped.

In the dark room, he was alone with the sound of heavy gasps and sweat dripping on the floor.

He seemed to understand that he was overreacting, and after calming down, he took out his phone and walked to the kitchen, only to find that it was just a power trip.

After pushing the electric switch up again, the originally dark room lit up again.

The moment he walked out of the kitchen, he was suddenly stunned, and the knife in his hand was immediately raised and aimed forward.

Because there's one more person in the living room.

The man had his back to him, facing the window.

But the doors and windows in the house were not damaged at all, how did he get in?

The young man's face turned pale, and drops of sweat continued to drip down his forehead.

The man slowly turned his head, and when he saw his face clearly, the young man's pupils contracted sharply: "What...... How could it be your ......"

He fell to the ground, a long sword piercing him in the heart.

Blood spread on the warm yellow floor, and fireworks bloomed brightly in the night sky outside the window.

……

Wang Yu sat in front of his computer, working on a photo taken last night.

Last night, he went to Bay Square with He Yuwei and her roommate Yang Siya to watch the fireworks display of the Chung Yeung Festival, and naturally, he became the photographer of the two girls.

Now he is preparing to select a few photos that show off his "great photographic skills" and send them to them.

"This one is too bright."

"This one is too dark."

"This one won't work."

"This one won't work either."

……

"This ......"

Wang Yu suddenly stretched out his neck forward in surprise, and at the same time, his right hand kept rolling the mouse to enlarge.

"Huh, what's going on? Who is this man? ”

He suddenly found this photo of He Yuwei and Yang Siya, a man appeared in the background, and the strange thing was that this man's body was translucent!

The photo has been magnified to the limit, but Wang Yu was surprised to find that the camera did not capture the man's facial features, and the man's face was as blurry as if it was covered with a layer of fog.

"Could it be a ghost?"

When Wang Yu was thinking like this, the image of the man in the photo turned into a mess of garbled data, and then the entire photo became garbled data, and these garbled characters kept flashing on the computer screen.

"Damn! Poisoned! No! ”

Wang Yu immediately unplugged the digital camera connected to the notebook, but it was still a step too late, and even the digital camera was poisoned and died.

"How can you be so evil?"

Wang Yu felt that this computer poisoning came inexplicably, obviously he hadn't had time to go to a small movie website for a long time, how could he suddenly be poisoned?

"Could it have something to do with the ghost you photographed?"

Wang Yu couldn't manage it so much, holding the computer and digital camera, he went downstairs to find a repair point, hoping to recover the data of the photos, otherwise how to explain to Yuwei and the others.

"Handsome guy, you can't recover the data of this computer, so I can only reinstall the system for you."

"Won't?"

"It's not that we are incapable, it's that the virus in you is too bullish, I haven't seen it before, I don't believe you go to another house, you can't handle it."

Wang Yu didn't believe in this evil, and asked several in a row, but there was no way to recover the data, so he could only reinstall the system, no way, he had to give in, after all, there was still the last hope, that is, the digital camera.

As a result, when they arrived at the brand service center of the digital camera, they were told that the machine system had completely collapsed, and they could not do anything, because it was still in the three-guarantee period, so they could only replace Wang Yu with a new one.

In the end, there was no choice, Wang Yu had to call He Yuwei and tell her very sorry that because the computer and camera were poisoned, all the photos from last night were gone.

He Yuwei didn't blame Wang Yu at all, but comforted Wang Yu on the phone.

Back in the twin apartments with a new digital camera and a notebook with a reloaded system, Wang Yu found a Harley-Davidson motorcycle parked downstairs.

"Zihang is here?"

Wang Yu came out of the elevator, and sure enough, he saw Liu Zihang squatting at the door of his house with his head in his hands.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Wang Yu sat down and gently touched him with his foot.

"Uncle Cousin, you're back."

Liu Zihang raised his head, his complexion didn't look very good, and there were two very obvious dark circles under his eyes.

"I'm not at home, why don't you know to call my phone?"

Wang Yu opened the door and introduced Liu Zihang into the house, and then said: "Last night's holiday, where did you go crazy, why did you look like you didn't have any energy at all, didn't you sleep all night?" ”

Liu Zihang sat down on the sofa and said, "Uncle Cousin, I'm ...... I ......"

"What are you? If you are swallowed and spit out, you can say it! ”

"I might be in trouble."

Wang Yu said in surprise: "What? ”

Liu Zihang's hand kept rubbing the glass, which showed that he was very nervous and flustered now.

Wang Yu continued: "Zihang, don't be afraid, tell me if something happens, and I will definitely find a way to help you." ”

Liu Zihang said at this time: "Uncle cousin, I may be dying soon......"

Wang Yu was shocked, and hurriedly scolded: "Liu Zihang, what are you talking nonsense, you are so good, how can you die?" ”

Liu Zihang took out a newspaper from his bag, which was today's "Jingyang Metropolis Daily".

Wang Yu took a look, and the headline on the front page was "Big Strange! Last night's Double Ninth Festival, a young man in our city died at home! 》

He hurriedly glanced at the content, roughly the young man died violently at home last night, dying of a sharp weapon piercing the heart, but the strange thing is that the doors and windows of the scene were closed, there was no trace of outsiders entering, and the murder weapon was not found.

Wang Yu put down the newspaper, frowned and asked, "What does this have to do with you?" ”

Liu Zihang said with a gloomy expression: "I am very likely to be the next ......"

Wang Yu asked, "What's next?" ”

Liu Zihang said with a sad face: "The next deceased ......"

Wang Yu rarely saw Liu Zihang have such a depressed moment, and he realized that this matter should be very serious. So he patiently asked him: "Zihang, do you know this deceased?" ”

Liu Zihang nodded: "His screen name is 'Son of Light', and he is the eighth seat of the ladder. ”

Wang Yu was puzzled: "What ladder, what eighth seat?" ”

Liu Zihang said: "The ladder is the highest hall of honor in the game "Eternal Journey", there are a total of ten seats, and only the top ten players in the entire game can enter the ladder. ”

Hearing him say this, Wang Yu was a little impressed, the mobile game "Eternal Journey" is currently the most popular mobile online game on the market. Liu Zihang has been relying on this game to make money by training people.

Liu Zihang continued: "I was ranked ninth in the ladder, and until yesterday, the eight people before me were all dead, and I felt ...... The next one could be me. ”

"What do you say? Are they all dead? ”

Wang Yu was very surprised, how could he play a game and play with human life?

"Yes, now the game forums are going crazy, saying that there is a mysterious person who hunts the ten seats of the game's ladder offline. Because the game upgrade is out of service during this time, I haven't been on the forum, and the child of light in the same city as me contacted me online the day before yesterday and told me the news, but I didn't expect him to have an accident yesterday. ”

"Zihang, except for the eighth-ranked Child of Light, are you sure that the players ranked one to seven are all dead?"

Liu Zihang nodded very affirmatively: "On the game forum, many of their friends have confirmed the news. ”