Guangzhou is a very trendy city, it is the tide of the tide, but also the tide of humidity;

Especially in recent times, the sky is basically a piece of black oppression, the depressing atmosphere is always shrouded in the city, from time to time it begins to rain, and then it ends quickly, and the cycle repeats, the cycle repeats, the people who live here are also accustomed to it, but the driver here every time he receives guests from other places, he will always habitually complain about the climate here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is a Beijing Road in Yuexiu District, which was originally an old street, but now it is a commercial pedestrian street, where the stores of well-known brands and the small claypot rice shops on the opposite street complement each other, and no one is inferior to anyone, and no one loses to anyone.

A man standing on the side of the street, smoking a cigarette, wearing a pair of red short-sleeved shirts and black shorts on the bottom, has become the standard for the people of Guangzhou today, when most of the rest of China still have to wear jackets to go out.

The man was talking on the phone first, and he could hear that he was talking to his wife and children, and what he revealed was full of love as a husband and father.

After the call, the man threw the cigarette butt into the trash can next to him and walked straight down the street, not far from the right hand side, the Pearl River, but this section of the road was being maintained, and high plastic plates were erected, so the river could not be seen.

The location where the man walked was a seven-day hotel not far from the exit of the subway, and there were several seven-day hotels on this road, which was referred to as the second store.

The door was locked, and the man wondered a little that the organizers would not make such a mistake, especially since the party was organized by the Audience Forum.

After a while, the man realized that the entrance was in a small alley at the back, and the counter was when he walked in.

"Hello sir, do you have a reservation?"

The man took out his ID card and handed it over, "It should be booked, my name is Qin Yang." ”

"Okay sir, wait a minute. ”

The staff began to inquire about the records, and soon found them, took out the room card and handed it to the man along with the ID card.

"Sir, your room is at 232. ”

"Good. ”

Qin Yang took the room card, walked to the elevator with his luggage bag on his back, first took the room card and swiped it on the elevator, pressed the elevator down, and then walked in.

When he reached the second floor, when he walked out of the elevator, Qin Yang saw that the door of room 233 had just been closed, and he only saw a back figure entering, but that back gave him a familiar feeling.

Qin Yang, who knew that a group of listeners would live here in the near future, didn't feel much surprise, although he couldn't tell who that person was, and he didn't know if he really knew him, but there was always a chance to meet.

Swiped the card to open their room, a musty smell came to the nose, this is also a helpless thing, the hotel rooms are not very ventilated, plus the humid environment of Guangzhou, it is indeed the only way.

"Do the people in this forum have to be so stingy to book a hotel here. ”

Qin Yang shook his head, although he had always driven a taxi in Qinhuangdao to make money to support his family, but since he came out, with his consciousness and values as an audience, he would not be reluctant to spend more money to live in a slightly higher grade hotel.

Forget it, anyway, he is not a particular person, Qin Yang put down his salute, sat on the edge of the bed, picked up his mobile phone, and glanced at the WeChat group of this event.

There are more than a dozen people in the WeChat group, but Qin Yang thinks that there may be this number of people who have not actually joined this WeChat group.

"We'll let you know tomorrow, and tonight you can walk around on your own or get together with an audience you know. "The management of the WeChat group @ the whole.

It was a very insincere sentence, and it was also a very perfunctory sentence, but no one in the group expressed any dissatisfaction, although they were not apprentices organized by the school, but listeners.

There is no other reason, the one who spoke, it is said that he has touched the threshold of promotion to senior audience, maybe next month or next month, if nothing else, it will be a senior audience, and when everyone meets, they have to respectfully call "adult".

Qin Yang twisted the cap of the bottle and took a sip of water, he was indeed a little displeased with this person's attitude, "Before you become a senior audience, you will set up a shelf for senior listeners, hehe." ”

The circle of listeners is very realistic, and the hierarchy is also very strict, the experiencer is the largest group, and the low-level listeners and ordinary listeners are a group, the latter despises the former as a matter of course, and then the senior is a group, the senior listener is a group, and then the above is the bigwig-level listener.

A group and a group, news and cognition are completely unequal, the superior can know the affairs of the subordinates, but the subordinates are difficult to know the affairs of the superiors.

There are really a few people in the WeChat group who plan to come out for dinner, sometimes a few seniors who don't know each other get together to eat and chat, it is also a kind of enjoyment, everyone is incompatible with this world and society, and it is difficult to find someone to chat with, and only the audience can have a common topic to talk about with the audience.

Of course, the premise is that the difference in strength is not too large, and the two sides have not had a feud before.

Qin Yang was too lazy to go out, he came to Guangzhou from the dry Qinhuangdao, and the whole person really hadn't adapted yet, although the audience's adaptability was many times stronger than that of ordinary people, but in the real world, Qin Yang still liked to see himself as a normal person.

I took off my clothes, took a shower in the bathroom, came back and lay down on the bed, turned on the TV first, and found that the TV could not be found except for a few stations in Guangzhou, so I simply turned off the TV.

Qin Yang took out a document in his bag and read it again.

The event was organized and initiated by the Audience Forum, aimed at the level of senior listeners, and it all started when a low-level listener saw his grandmother, who had passed away for many years, when he passed a place on Beijing Road, and his grandmother greeted him normally.

If it was an ordinary person who posted this post, it could only be posted in Tianya or Tieba as an ordinary supernatural story, and used as a conversation after dinner, but this is a low-level listener, and it is still a Taoist priest who strengthens it, and at the same time he posted this matter on the audience forum.

After that, several administrators on the other side of the forum immediately paid attention to it, came to investigate in person, and it is said that they also invited a senior audience who practiced the formation to conduct on-the-spot investigation, and finally vaguely came to a conclusion, which means that there is a node on this Beijing road, and there is a disorder of time and space for unknown reasons.

In terms of information, there is so much information, when the forum sent invitations to the audience who chose to participate in this action, it was so much information, more information and content, and I could only wait for the people of the forum to organize a formal meeting tomorrow, which was also to ensure that the interests of the forum side could be protected in this event.

And the reason why the audience at the level of the senior is chosen to explore is also because the senior listener said that if the level of the senior listener trespasses here, it is likely to explode this time and space disorder, and the explosion naturally does not refer to the explosion or other lethal effects, but because the appearance of this thing is a mistake, an occasional and wonderful mistake, but the senior listener himself is more closely related to the surrounding space, and if he enters there, he will directly correct this mistake naturally.

According to the analysis of the data, Qin Yang himself felt that it was very likely that there was a hidden magic weapon here, and the attribute of this magic weapon was likely to mobilize the power of time and space.

It just so happened that "Journey to the West" was put back on the screen this time, and I don't know if that magic weapon can withstand the effect of the Yueguang treasure box.

Anyway, there is no shortage of outlaws in the audience circle, and this attraction is indeed very large, basically the people invited by the forum have agreed, because there is really no reason to refuse, everyone wants to try their luck, and it is said that the senior listener who cultivates the formation will also sit here, in order to prevent the audience who is not invited by the forum from coming to fish in troubled waters, which can be regarded as ensuring the interests of everyone's side to the greatest extent.

Of course, Qin Yang also knows that this matter must not be so simple, otherwise there is no need for the forum to publish hero posts, it is likely that there is a bigger murder hidden here, but the listeners who come over should also know it.

The mobile phone that was placed beside him suddenly rang at this time, and Qin Yang answered the call:

"Hey, who are you?"

"Old Qin, I'm so sad, we still saw it in Qinhuangdao, and you forgot about them so quickly?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was greasy, a man's voice.

"Zhang Bayi?" Qin Yang speculated tentatively.

"Hey, that's me. The fat man looked very excited on the other end of the phone, "What, you're in Guangzhou now." ”

"It's here. Qin Yang replied.

"Let's have dinner together in the evening. The fat man invited.

"What are you asking me to do?" Qin Yang was a little incomprehensible.

"Hey, multiple friends and multiple roads, I came alone this time, Ming'er is estimated to be officially going, we at least have to hold a small group by ourselves, right? After all, I have known each other for a long time. ”

"What about your friends, didn't they come with you?"

"The one who came to Qinhuangdao last time has been missing for almost a month, and there is no news, and the two monks are still eating fasting and chanting Buddha in Shanghai and are not happy to participate in this matter, so I can only come alone. ”

When he heard the missing Lingyue, Qin Yang's brows furrowed slightly, and the back he saw walking into room 233 when he just got out of the elevator seemed to overlap with the person in his impression.

..................

In the evening, Qin Yang went out to eat with the fat man, and there were two listeners around the fat man, and it was a meal for four people, and the fat man was a field controller, at least he made the atmosphere of the meal very eager.

Qin Yang had indeed heard of it before, this fat man had the nickname of courtesan in the audience circle, which meant that he was very well-connected and knew a lot of people, and this time, it seemed that he obviously lived up to his reputation.

After the four of them finished eating, they returned to the Seven Days Hotel together, and one of them, a middle-aged man named Xu Rui, asked his doubts when he walked to the door of the small door:

"Why did the forum choose to meet in this hotel?"

Yes, the forum should not be to save money.

"Perhaps, the mystery lies in this hotel. The fat man smiled and patted Xu Rui, Qin Yang, and another person named Zheng Long on the shoulder;

The other three all knew that the fat man himself was studying the formation, although it was unlikely that he would be more powerful than the high-level listener who practiced the formation, but at least he was much stronger than the three of them.

After the fat man dialed it so little, the three of them didn't continue to ask, and walked into the elevator together.

The fat man and the other two people were on the third floor, so Qin Yang got out of the elevator first, and when he walked to the door of his room, Qin Yang looked at room 233 next to him again, that back was indeed very similar to that person, but if that person came, why didn't the fat man stay with him? Even the fat man said that he had been missing for three months.

didn't rush to take out the door card and swipe the card to enter his room, Qin Yang first stood in front of the door of room 233, if it was the one inside, then it was normal to knock on the door and go in to chat, after all, the two had met in Qinhuangdao a few times, and they couldn't talk about being good friends, but they knew each other, since the other party chose to appear in this hotel at this time, it is estimated that the purpose is the same, and there is no problem in meeting and chatting.

If you recognize the wrong person, it's a strange ordinary person,

Well, that's even less of a problem.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Qin Yang knocked on the door, but there was no response from the door.

People are not there?

Qin Yang was a little hesitant, because of the special reason of this hotel, at first Qin Yang thought that it was the formation arranged in advance by the people on the other side of the forum to block the detection of divine consciousness, after all, everyone is an audience, if they live so close, even if they are separated by a wall or even several walls, there is no privacy at all, but when he heard the fat man's words before, Qin Yang believed that it should be the particularity of the location of this hotel that caused this phenomenon to happen.

Then, it is very likely that the so-called Beijing Road node is in this hotel.

But now that I'm knocking on the door and no one inside answers, what should I do?

Break right in?

Qin Yang shook his head a little helplessly, but he still went back to his door, swiped his card, and entered his room, anyway, if it was that person, he should be able to see it tomorrow.

About half an hour after Qin Yang returned to his room, the door of room 233 was opened from the inside, and a man in a black sweatshirt walked out of it, he was wearing a pair of sneakers and headphones in his ears, it seemed that he was planning to go out for a night run and exercise.

When I walked into the elevator, the elevator happened to come down from the third floor, and the fat man was standing inside, and there was another stranger beside him, but the fat man was already talking to the person, and it could be seen that the person who did not participate in the dinner tonight was also a listener.

After the man in the sweatshirt walked into the elevator, the fat man's eyes fell on him, because the man gave him a familiar feeling, but he didn't know where to start, and even the fat man had a hard time confirming whether he was a listener or not.

When the elevator reached the first floor, the man in the sweatshirt trotted out of the hotel door and started his evening run, while the fat man walked to the counter with another person to buy some drinks and beers.

"What are you looking at? That one is also a listener?" asked the man who had come down to buy a drink with him.

"Who knows, anyway, the divine consciousness is isolated here, and I can't see it. The fat man replied.

"Oh, definitely not, even if the divine consciousness is isolated, will the audience still not be able to sense it if he is standing so close? ”

"Huh. The fat man suddenly laughed, "If you guessed correctly, then I have to drink an extra can of beer with you tonight!"

The fat man finally looked in the direction of the door, and there was no longer a human figure, but the fat man still wanted to take another look.

............

The wind at night brings a little coolness to the city, but the overall tone is still sultry, and the humidity of Guangzhou can make the floor of the house soaked with water stains, and people running in this climate are naturally easy to sweat.

It's just that the man in the sweatshirt has been running for two blocks, and he still hasn't heard his wheezing, and he can't even see a drop of sweat on his face when he walks past the front.

The old streets of Guangzhou are full of the taste of old Guangzhou, and there are many time-honored restaurants here, which refuse to open branches, refuse Meituan, and even refuse too many customers, so they stick to their original taste, and therefore, although the sweatshirt man is getting more and more remote, but it is not sparsely crowded.

Around the corner, several black men were standing, each drinking a bottle of beer and chatting, and the occasional passer-by around them tried to walk a few steps to the other side away from them.

The young man in the sweatshirt ran straight over, and a black man with a gold necklace around his neck casually threw the bottle over, and smashed it right at the man's feet.

The man's foot lifted casually, and the empty beer bottle bounced straight back and hit the black man's front door.

"Bang!"

The black man immediately spurted blood from his nose and fell backwards.

A few black companions next to him immediately surrounded and blocked the man's way, obviously wanting to ask for an explanation.

The man in the sweatshirt stood in place, not moving, not speaking, not even showing any panic, calm as a pool of deep water.

But this attitude irritated the blacks even more, and one of the largest immediately rushed over, wanting to choke the man's neck with one hand.

The man reached out and grabbed the black man's arm directly, then twisted it slightly.

"Let's chirp"

An unbelievably crisp voice came, and then the rest of the black people around saw that their companion's palm was completely "plucked", and the black man who had lost his palm screamed in fright, and sat directly on the ground, looking at his bare elbow with a shocked face.

Another black man who was a little stunned when he saw this scene with a knife in his hand suddenly felt a chill in front of him, and then found that his hands were pierced by his own knife, and a knife skewered the two hands together.

This R-rated scene of bloody violence almost instantly broke down the psychological defenses of all the remaining black people, and they ran around one by one screaming, and even the injured companions didn't care to take them with them.

The black man who lost his palm was still bleeding and lying on the ground wailing, the black man whose hands were pierced together ran out, but fell to the ground because his arms could not be stretched to maintain his balance, and he struggled to get up again, and the other black man who was hit in the face by a wine bottle is still lying on the ground and is not conscious.

The man in the sweatshirt didn't continue his run, he just turned his head slightly, and saw another black man in a neat suit coming out of the alley, he had a cigar in one hand and a beer in the other, and he was supposed to be drinking and chatting with his black brothers and having a simple party.

"Friend, are you going a little too hard?" the black man in a straight suit walked towards the man with a smile on his face, but his eyes didn't stop at the three injured black companions on the ground, just at the man in the sweatshirt.

Obviously, he came to question, not because the man had hurt his compatriots, but because the man had hurt his compatriots in front of him, which made him feel very shameless.

Because the second time the man made his move, he took the initiative to release the strength of his senior audience, which was a warning, or, in other words, this is what it means to give me a face.

But it is clear that the man is not at ease.

"Is it heavy?" the man smiled a little indifferently, "show me their legal temporary residence permits, and if so, I can be responsible for the medical expenses, and I can also be responsible for compensation." ”

A smile appeared at the corner of the black man in the suit, because his skin was dark, so his teeth were extraordinarily white,

"You seem to be confident, friend. ”

"People don't take care of the garbage, but the garbage stains my shoes. ”

"You mean, I'm rubbish in front of you, too? I'm already an audience, but I can still see that strong smell of racism in your tone and behavior, don't you feel ashamed friend?"

"Please be optimistic about your position, this is not your country, nor is it within the circle you should be in, you can come, but please keep a low profile, especially in front of a local audience, you need to keep a low profile. ”

"Hehe, are you warning me?" the black man in the suit shrugged, "You people here invited me over, but I didn't want to come myself, I am a guest, but you lack the most basic respect for guests, I think I should give you a little punishment to get you out of that ridiculous vortex of racism,

I, I should come to save your pride and prejudice. ”

Two black flame symbols appeared on the eyebrows of the man in the suit, and a black flame also rippled out of the whole person, which felt a bit like a copy of the Hell Knight.

It's just that when the black man just put out his flame POSS, he found that the Chinese standing in front of him suddenly disappeared, and then, his whole person was lifted.

What a speed!

"Buzz!"

A layer of cold ice descended in an instant, completely freezing the black man, and the flames that had just emerged from his body were extinguished in an instant, and only a wisp of green smoke rose from the top of his head.

"I used to know a black friend who was Chinese. ”

The man still held up the black man, but stopped talking, as if he didn't know how to continue what he had just said, and the black man was frozen all over his body, completely unable to move, only his eyes flashed with something called "frightened",

Fuck, I actually told a senior audience member on the territory of a Chinese audience to save his pride and prejudice, Fuck!Fuck!

"Well, his body also analized another friend of mine. ”

The man thought for a long time, said this, and then casually threw the black man out, and the other party was smashed into the garbage bin on one side, and he couldn't get out before the ice melted.

Subsequently, the man put the hat of the sweatshirt back on and put on his headphones again.

Continue your own evening run,

All this,

Just a small episode tonight.