"Chu Ci?!" A familiar shout changed Chu Ci's sanity, and he raised his head blankly and looked around. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info wasn't under the bed, it was still surrounded by the red mist. Ni Hou held his shoulder, revealing a worried look. Chu Ci's brain couldn't react for a while, was everything he saw just now a dream or an illusion?

"Where's the monster?" Chu Ci didn't care about these first, and his first reaction was to touch his intact chest, which did not break a big hole as he expected. "What monster?" Ni Hou was even more puzzled, he seemed to think of something: "Do you say that those nurses and doctors are too strong to speak?" That strength, being able to lift the iron chair nailed to the ground with one hand, is indeed a monster, nothing to say! ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Chu Ci uttered a monosyllable, and he said eagerly: "Don't you remember the sound of the chain chasing for life, and the giant claw like a hook?" Ni Hou shook his head, with an expression that you were joking with me: "What's the matter with you?" Sleepy and stunned? ”

Chu Ci's face became serious, he didn't speak, is all this related to the dream he had just now?

0812……

Wait a minute!

I seem to have seen these numbers before, and it's ......

A week ago

"Wow-oh-oh!" Ni Hou opened the window, and a huge wind broke through the shackles and swept in. The nose can smell the smell of earth and the feeling of condensation, and the books and notebooks on the desk are blown and rattled. Chu Ci was originally sitting in front of the writing desk, and his eyes were fascinated by the oncoming sand.

"I want to go back with the wind...... "The hapless boy mud monkey was nervous there, posing as a melancholy poet.

"Stop, stop! If you want to go back by the wind, go as soon as possible, and don't delay your journey to the west. I want to live another 500 years, so close the windows for me!" Chu Ci coughed and was speechless for a moment. Ni Hou is good everywhere, but sometimes he is a little nervous, a little obscene, a little corrupt, and Loli is a little more serious...... Wait, if you think about it, he doesn't seem to have much merit......

"Doodoo-doo-doo-" The mobile phone rang, and Chu Ci picked up the phone sideways.

"Director Lin?" As soon as Chu Ci heard the characteristic hoarse voice on the other side, he knew who it was, and Director Lin was the head of their clinical department. It was a small old man with a large general's belly hanging from his belly. Usually very humorous, plus love to wear ill-fitting suits, when the lecture is endless, the classmates affectionately become Donald Duck, of course, only dare to call it so behind the back.

"Regarding the internship, your class committee has sent out the internship recommendation letter a few days ago, but I haven't been able to contact you." Chu opened his phone after consciously opening his phone, and he could see that there were thirty-six missed calls in the notification center.

"You kid is so reckless, you come to me today to get an internship recommendation, fortunately I left you a copy. You don't have to worry about such a big thing. As soon as Director Lin started talking, there was a tendency to talk endlessly, and Chu Ci and other students in the clinical department agreed that Director Lin had become a department head. The only place where he can really give full play to his talents is the position of the director of the neighborhood committee, after all, he speaks seriously and speaks of the truth, and is more than Aunt Li on the street.

It's just that at this time, he didn't expect that three hours later, when he held the pink letter of recommendation in his hand, he looked at the name of the internship unit with a confused expression.

Chu Ci was a rigorous medical student who believed in the spirit of materialism, but the internship site was assigned to a place called the supernatural consultation room, until Chu Ci stamped it at the head of the department and got the letter of recommendation, he was still confused.

"No...... This place seems to be a bit inconsistent with the clinical medicine profession...... "It's not just inconsistent, supernatural!" Consultation room! Every word reveals a suspicious smell. "There's nothing wrong with it, why are you so superstitious at such a young age? The purpose of the paranormal consultation room is naturally to counsel patients with mental illness who feel that they have supernatural problems. It has nothing to do with feudal superstition, I am a serious teacher, a people's teacher under the light of Marxism. Director Lin saw Chu Ci enter the room, clicked on the video he was viewing, and paused.

Chu Ci glanced slightly, it was only a teenage girl who saw the recently popular Korean drama, and her brain suddenly hurt.

Suddenly, Director Lin seemed to think of something, although his eyes were immersed in the bloody plot and he couldn't extricate himself, but he shouted at Chu Ci when he was about to walk out.

"If no one is there, you can just take a rock and smash the window open and just climb in."

"Huh?"

"Don't open the door when you hear someone knocking."

"Huh?"

"Also, don't look back when you call your name."

"Wait, I'm still not true about this Xi."

“…… Why don't you go get some insurance first. ”

Finally, the head of the department thought deeply for a long time and popped up with such a sentence.

On the way to the internship unit, Chu Ci was a little distracted, and his heart was beating. But I comforted myself, no matter how much I said that Donald Duck was usually good to himself, how could he not pit himself as a pro-student......?

“……”

"Your sister, the pit is dead!" This was Chu Ci's first impression when he saw the crumbling two-story building that was completely covered by a creeper and could not see its true colors.

"Nobody's here, is it......?" Chu Ci muttered to himself, and couldn't help shouting, is anyone there? But there was silence except for the lonely chirping of birds. Putting on a loveless face, Chu Ci circled around the house. Picked up a brick from the ground and gestured at the window on the second floor for a long time.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work......" sighed, leaning against the dilapidated indigo wooden door. rules, no one knows Chu Ci's habits. The observance of the rules is so strict that it is perverted, for example, if the traffic light is broken when crossing the street, the average person may follow the flow of people. But Chu Ci would rather detour two more blocks and obey the traffic rules. Should I say that it is better to be old-fashioned, or to follow the rules...... But there is only a vague feeling in Chu Ci's heart, and he wants to bind something.

It's like a ritual.

He stared at the closed door, looking left and right as if he could see a flower. The gate was speckled with mud spots, mold, and only a crooked wooden board with the words 0812 written on it, hanging on it that made a slight swing as the wind changed.