When we arrived at the original site of Sada Hospital, which had been sealed off for a long time, we found that the entire hospital had been doused with cement and blended in with the surrounding buildings.

Needless to say, get in.

I had hoped to hear the mysterious singing of the walls in person.

However, in the past few days, I have also taken advantage of the twilight to go to the wall several times, and I have not heard anything.

What's even more incredible is that I, who was originally a local, didn't go back for many years, so I couldn't adapt to the water and soil, had diarrhea and fever, and lay in bed for two days.

Boss Ning complained that I was working too hard, running out every day, and told me to rest in the homestay. He went to see if there was any singing for me. And Tang Mo stayed here and was responsible for watching me.

That night, Boss Ning hadn't come back from going out, so I guess he helped us buy food by the way. And Tang Mo was with me at the bedside.

I was lying in bed, because the wireless network in this city is very poor, I can hardly play mobile games, the speed of Internet access is even slower, the only pastime is to watch TV, but the TV in this room can only receive local stations, except for boring news is advertising. and those bloody urban TV series.

Seeing that I was bored, Tang Mo said: "Master, I have a lot of data on my phone, why don't I read it to you?" ”

"Okay, what did you do?" I asked.

Tang Mo said: "A lot, I'll do it casually, I'll read you a "Red and Black"." ”

"Stop! I don't want to listen to world classics. I said, "You can read it lightly." ”

"That'...... What about xxxx? Tang Mo said, "This book is a big hit on the Internet. ”

“…… Read it. "I have to say.

So Tang Mo recited the book that was said to be Tanmei in his male god voice.

I listened to Tang Mo reading with my eyes closed, and just when I was drowsy, the program on TV suddenly lifted my spirits, because I heard the local variety show host actually say: "Next, please listen to the latest work composed by an enthusiastic audience named Liu Yuan." It's an extremely beautiful song called "Words of the Deep Sea"! ”

"Tang Mo !!" I only screamed, and Tang Mo picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, and even unplugged the power supply.

"Close the doors and windows!" I yelled in bed, "Don't let the singing get in!" ”

Tang Mo had already taken action, filling the cracks in the window with a towel. The curtains were also drawn.

"Damn! What's going on! Why is the song put on the TV station! "I said to myself, unless—

Are the monsters in the walls who want the people of the whole city to be their food?

Are they no longer satisfied with the ecological chain they have formed?

I tried to get out of bed, but after a few days of tossing and turning, I immediately fell back to the bed with a limp.

Why am I unaccustomed to the soil and water, Tang Mo has nothing to do?

"Master, your body is too weak, don't force yourself!" Tang Mo plugged the window, came over to help me lie down, and said, "Wait for Boss Ning to come back, let's make plans again!" ”

"Now the whole city will gather at the wall, we have to stop this from happening, otherwise the whole city will be eaten." I said, "Can you call Boss Ning?" ”

"The phone doesn't work." Tang Mo shook his head, "I've already tried." ”

I thought for a moment and said, "According to what Dr. Cha said before, people who hear the singing will not have seizures immediately, but will have a period of time in between, and we still have a chance to flip around." Tang Mo, you must not go out now, this song must be playing everywhere on the street now. It must have been someone from a TV station who was seduced by the singing recently. ”

"Hmm. So Master, don't be in a hurry. Tang Mo poured me a cup of hot water.

I leaned on the head of the bed with a cup of hot water and thought for a while, my physical condition was very weak, not to mention, I was not good at walking, otherwise I would have rushed to the TV station to try to wash away the influence of the singing.

But......

I opened my eyes, looked at Tang Mo and said, "Tang Mo, you brought a DV machine over, right?" ”

Tang Mo nodded.

"Set it up for me to record automatically, I'm going to record a video. When recording, you go to the living room and don't listen to my recording. I said.

"Master, don't you take a break and do things again?" Tang Mo said.

"No, time is of the essence." Since the other party uses singing as a temptation, I, as a foreign god, naturally have a way to lure people back.

It's a demagogic tug-of-war.

But I've always been good at capturing a single person with words, bewitching the entire city at once, and I don't know what the effect will be.

I can only try it.

After Tang Men helped me set up the DVV, he helped me sit upright and asked me to face the camera in a more comfortable and formal position, although I was still lying on the bed with a plaid quilt on my body.

After Tang Mo left, I thought about it for a while, and then launched my own statement to the lens of the DV camera.

In order not to expose my image too much, I also deliberately wore a hat and a mask.

After recording. It just so happened that Boss Ning was also back.

After listening to my and Tang Mo's narration, Boss Ning said: "No wonder I said that there was a dead silence on the street today, and no one was seen at seven o'clock, it turned out that everyone was listening to songs at home." So, what are you going to do with Meritus? ”

"Send my tapes to the TV station and play them on a loop to make sure everyone sees them." I said, "But I can't go there myself." ”

"I'll go." Tang Mo said, "I plug in the earbuds, there shouldn't be any problems." ”

"You must be careful, otherwise let Boss Ning go with you." I say.

"You can't have no one around!" Boss Ning said.

"I'm fine, I'm just not used to the soil, and now my diarrhea is much better, and I don't have a fever anymore. Just go and come, I'm not a child. I said.

Boss Ning looked at me, then at Tang Mo, and had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll help you relieve yourself first, so that you don't have to hold your urine." ”

"Don't say such a shameful topic in front of Tang Mo!" I'm embarrassed.

"What's the matter, people have three urgencies." When Boss Ning spoke, Tang Mo intimately handed over the night pot that Boss Ning specially brought.

After I finished my convenience, Boss Ning also prepared a dozen readers' digests for me as boring reading.

Then he reluctantly followed Tang Mo out of the door.

Suddenly, I was the only one left in the huge room, and I really felt a little lonely.

The bedroom I was in was lit by a lamp, and the head of the bed was leaning against the window facing the street, and I leaned against the head of the bed and saw their car drive away.

Hope they can do well.

I was so bored that I could only pick up a book and read Chicken Soup for the Soul.

About half an hour after Tang Mo and Boss Ning left, suddenly there was a sharp knock outside the door.

That's definitely not Tang Mo them, because they have the key.

And I don't have the physical strength to move to a wheelchair to open the door now, so I can only pretend that there is no one in the house.

I don't want the people outside to be very irritable, and suddenly they start to bang on the door violently.

The B&B itself is an old house with general decoration, and the door is not very strong, and the wooden door was knocked open under the violent impact of the people outside!

Immediately after that, a group of people rushed in, and an aunt shouted: "Is there anyone in this house!" I see the lights are on!! ”

As he spoke, they found the bedroom, kicked open the hidden door, and the small bedroom was instantly crowded with a group of forty or fifty-year-old aunts and uncles, who were fierce and vicious, and even carried kitchen knives and rolling pins in their hands!

"Hey!! Why don't you turn on the TV!! An aunt pointed a rolling pin at me and said, "Get out of bed!" Turn the TV on! Fast! ”

"I'm disabled! I can't get out of bed! Can't turn on the TV! I hurriedly said, pointing to the wheelchair next to the bed, and the remote control on the table in the distance.

To prove what I said, I scrambled to dig out my wallet from under the bedside pillow and show them my disability certificate.

"I'm a paraplegic!" I argued.

At this time, an old man picked up the remote control and turned on the TV directly, and the TV station was playing the song repeatedly at the moment!! And the old man also turned up the volume to the maximum, which was deafening!

This group of people was really brainwashed by that song.

And I finally heard the song from within the walls!

What a beautiful song there is!!

It's clearly the constant screaming of monsters!! One after another!

It's only because of the lack of brain power of ordinary humans that they are paralyzed and mistakenly think that this is a beautiful singing!

After hearing the so-called "singing", the group of people all had a stretched smile on their faces.

As if they had achieved their goal, they pushed and shoved away, and went to check if the other households were watching TV.

If my guess is correct, this group of people is the demagogic neighborhood committee, and their role is to make sure that everyone hears the song.

When the group left, the ugly and disgusting screams tormented me with a loud volume, but the remote control was directly taken away by the old man just now.

And from time to time, they would have people come and check on me to see if I had turned off the TV.

I had to plug my ears with a tissue.

Even so, the cry could still be heard.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that I might be able to decipher these sounds as I would decipher those foreign languages.

It was just a boring move, but when I really read the screams with the eye of the sky, I realized that all the monsters were just shouting one sentence repeatedly:

"It's going to be eaten! It's going to be eaten! It's going to be eaten! It's going to be eaten! It's going to be eaten! It's going to be eaten!!! ”

After about an hour of screaming, I finally got a picture of myself on the TV.

I rub, I look so silly on the TV screen! The bag is tightly covered with the quilt, just like confinement.

I'm ashamed, but my video has replaced the monster's singing.

Result...... The result?