"Oh my God, I can guarantee that the person who lives here is a man who has lived alone for many years and has no sentiment for life."

The metal door had just opened, and Tang Ling and Liu Ruyan, who had not yet seen the inside clearly, were invaded by a gust of smell. It's like an old house that has been uninhabited for many days, its owner has never cleaned it, melons, fruits, food, and dirty clothes and socks are wrapped in a ball in the house, the doors and windows are closed to prevent the smell from spreading, but they are also allowed to wander around the house, and when the door is finally opened, all kinds of smells seem to have found a breakthrough, and they are rushing towards the exit.

All in all, the smell inside this door was all familiar and unfamiliar smells of Tang Ling and Liu Ruyan, mixed with the smell of rusty steel.

"And a man who doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Liu Ruyan, who covered her nose and held back her thoughts of wanting to vomit, added her thoughts after seeing the scene inside the door. Although Tang Ling, who was beside her, did not speak from beginning to end, she expressed her incomparable agreement with Liu Ruyan's statement in her heart.

There is very little room in the house where you can put your feet.

All kinds of strange things were scattered all over the floor, clothes that I don't know if I had worn or not, thrown on the ground and turned into carpets, and a shoe stepped on them, a few lines or full of paper were everywhere, desks, single beds, lockers, furniture that could be seen were piled up, all kinds of strange wires hung on the walls, some of them were tied into bows in the shape of bows, and the corners of one wall overlapped with instant noodle buckets that were about to reach the height of the cabinets, and the oil sprinkled on the ground was solid, soaked in the soup water. It looks like the space of only a few dozen square meters is full of useful and useless sundries, and I don't know how the owner of this room lives in this kind of messy room.

But even in such a messy place, there is a small area that is rarely well cleaned.

It was Tang Ling and Liu Ruyan in front of her, separated by piles of miscellaneous garbage like mountains and seas, behind the wide work table, placed in a huge transparent jar propped up with a surgical shelf, soaked in a light blue liquid under the action of the overhead lamp, she was lying there with her eyes closed, the operating frame was surrounded by a square table, which was full of various bottles and cans of strange colored liquids, and many high-level, which Tang Ling would only see in science fiction movies, although there were many things, But compared to the rest of the room, that area looked like it had been carefully cleaned, and the utensils on it had been carefully organized by their owners.

It is undeniable that when Tang Ling saw the woman soaking in the jar, a strange feeling rose in her heart, obviously using so many strange materials of equipment to separate her from the woman in the same level of space, but Tang Ling still after seeing the woman for the first time, a broken thought began to come to her ears that was so low that she only made a breath sound, buzzing like a bee, but also like a bee that people couldn't understand its language meaning.

"Did you hear anything?" Tang Ling asked Liu Ruyan, who was lacking in interest beside her.

"No, all I heard was my stomach tumbling trying to burst through my throat."

Liu Ruyan's face was so pale that she couldn't leave her mouth and nose with one of her hands, and as long as she moved slightly, the lively smell would get through her fingers, and run to her body to greet her organs. Obviously, Liu Ruyan also saw the woman in the jar opposite, but she didn't react at all, and was still single-mindedly focused on fighting to the death with the smell in the room.

The well-preserved corpse was soaked in a liquid jar, and a lamp was specially used on its body, and the surrounding area was pitch black, so it was shiny, and ordinary people would have thought that it was the beginning of a horror movie when they saw this scene.

It's just a pity that standing here now is a girl who focuses on smell, and a girl who focuses on sound, and it is clear that neither of them is shocked by the scene in front of them.

"I'll go take a look, and you just stay here." Tang Ling saw Liu Ruyan's uncomfortable look, so she had to let herself go alone to explore the strange area, and Liu Ruyan nodded hurriedly after Tang Ling said this to herself, and waved her hand with a stick in front of her, as if she was saying goodbye to her.

Tang Ling didn't care about Liu Ruyan's state anymore, she looked at the room in front of her where she couldn't get her feet, and suddenly realized that it seemed to be a big difficulty to walk through the obstacles and get to the strange jar. Tang Ling pulled the box blocking the road in front of her with her hands, and it was almost on tiptoe to find a place to land in the large and small garbage heaps.

The closer she got to the jar, the more dense the voices in Tang Ling's ears became, and she began to notice that her consciousness was erratic, some superfluous fragments and pictures seemed to have self-awareness, trying to occupy her head, and the voices in her ears became more and more chaotic, and many people began to speak in her ears, mature voices, immature voices, anxious voices, sad voices, they seemed to come from different people's mouths, but they said the same syllable, that was her name.

Everyone was shouting her name.

Who is she?

All the voices stopped abruptly, Tang Ling's figure stopped suddenly, and the thousand words in his head finally boiled down to a simple and complex question, Tang Ling stood in front of the transparent jar, but he had no intention of observing what was special about the corpse in the jar. Under the illumination of the lamp, Tang Ling saw her figure vaguely through the glass wall of the jar, blurred, the body of a twelve-year-old child, but the face was full of maturity and depression that was very different from the immature age, as if the face of a person who had experienced the vicissitudes of life would leave an old record.

For the first time, Tang Ling felt unfamiliar with her appearance.

Whose face is this immature and aging face? Who is she? Why is she here?

The face of the child frowning and thinking overlapped with the face of the woman in the jar, Tang Ling began to pay attention to the woman in the jar, her skin was pale enough to be comparable to white paint, Tang Ling could even clearly see the green veins under her human skin, the woman's face was gentle, as if she was asleep, quiet and peaceful face, Tang Ling slowly stretched out her hand, trying to touch the glass wall, as cold as she expected, so cold that Tang Ling wanted to retract her hand immediately, even if she endured the cold and pressed on the glass wall for a short time, I couldn't warm up the small piece of glass.

It's going to be hard to be in here, she and she know it.

How would she know?

Tang Ling was startled by her fleeting thoughts, and the hand that touched the glass wall also bounced away with the fright, Tang Ling was frightened by the long-lost familiarity coming from her body, she used her other hand to hold the palm of the cold hand, trying to dispel the coolness in her hand as quickly as possible, as if this could eliminate the strange feeling in her body. Tang Ling looked at the woman in the jar with almost fear, and what was more suspicious than her own was the horror that she felt that a corpse would be uncomfortable because she was staying in the jar.

It's a failure.

Without giving Tang Ling a chance to react, the voice in her heart sounded again, and it came to her ear, eagerly emphasized.

Hurry up and destroy her!

The voice was persuading Tang Ling to quickly destroy the jar in front of her, destroying the seemingly sleeping woman in the jar, Tang Ling felt that she might be crazy, otherwise why would she hypnotize herself to destroy this corpse as if she were coaxing herself? Tang Ling swallowed her saliva, she looked at the jar in front of her, the hand she was holding was not warm, but even the hand that transmitted the temperature began to gradually become cold.

"I'm sorry."

In the end, Tang Ling chose to listen to her inner voice, with the attitude of preferring to believe it or not, she finally decided to destroy this jar that looked harmless to humans and animals, as well as the motionless corpses in the jar, but the idea was established, but how to act was a little difficult, Tang Ling's knife obviously couldn't cause much damage to this jar, and a more lethal weapon was necessary.

Tang Ling remembered that there was a small wooden stool in the pile of miscellaneous things just now, and she had no way to get off her feet at that time, and with the help of that stool, it seemed to be able to be used. Tang Ling decided to go back to the pile of clutter to find the small stool she had stepped on just now, but when Tang Ling just turned around and was about to look for the stool, she heard Liu Ruyan's curious and innocent shout coming from an unknown direction.

"Tang Ling, there's a door here!"

"Don't touch it!"

Almost anticipating Liu Ruyan's upcoming actions after speaking, Tang Ling anxiously and loudly dissuaded Liu Ruyan, but it had no effect at all, Tang Ling's ears clearly heard a crisp "click", and then, Liu Ruyan's miserable screams echoed in the room, accompanied by a wheezing roar like a beast, Tang Ling had no way of knowing what happened to Liu Ruyan when her vision was blocked.

She picked up the knife as fast as she could, almost subconsciously half-squatted down, blocking most of her body with the help of the surrounding tables, Tang Ling looked around nervously, there was no longer the sound of Liu Ruyan in her ears, only the strange beast-like gasping sound, which was suddenly far away and close to herself.

"Click-"

The metal door in the distance closed quickly at this moment, blocking Tang Ling's idea of escaping from the house the same way, her heartstrings tightened the most at this moment, her whole body tensed, and the knife in her hand began to shake because of the owner's unconscious trembling, at this time, she wished that she could have the super ability of hearing and seeing all directions on TV, and she could notice the approach of danger for the first time and solve it neatly.