Bai Buzhi didn't pay much attention at first, thinking that it was hot air coming up from the drain. He continued to swipe his phone forward, checking the unread messages.

In fact, a lot of information is useless, but since I started reading it, I can't help but want to click it all out. It had been a long time since he noticed that the field of vision was almost covered with fog except for his phone.

"What the hell...... "Bai Buzhi muttered, "dry ice sublimation?" Air pollution? Or do I like to mention cataracts at a young age? ”

He said as he looked around.

The fog seemed to rise suddenly, with no warning or smell, and visibility dropped so quickly that it was impossible to see the buildings in the distance.

This is a university campus in the city, not in the mountains and forests, how can there be such a big fog suddenly for no reason?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Bai Buzhi sped up his pace, and his heart couldn't help but be full of doubts.

Why are there so many strange things on the big night? Suddenly go to bed, and suddenly fog up?

He couldn't help but glance at his phone, the time was normal, ten o'clock in the evening. If it were 11:59 a.m., he would be ready to start broadcasting the Great Compassion Mantra.

Although the quest process was long, it was just a lot of content, and it didn't last as long as expected.

He walked alone in the fog and night, and vaguely felt as if something was wrong.

How could the animals in the dormitory go to bed at ten o'clock and sleep so dead?

Obviously, the notice of the sleep check said that you can not sleep and keep the Internet?

At this time, Lao Qin should be working on iron, Jiang Yi is estimated to be watching the yellow and black website, Anan must be preparing for his top 500 company interview questions, who is a serious person who goes to bed at ten o'clock?

Bai Buzhi immediately opened the interface of the dormitory group and edited a message.

"Is the bedtime here?"

Send.

I didn't get a quick reply, which was expected. Bai Buzhi thought about it and turned on the compass on his phone.

Of course, he would not be unaware of legends such as ghosts hitting walls.

As an intellectual youth in the mid-21st century, he was not as superstitious about unnatural events as his parents.

Instead of taking off your pants and trying to attack the boy's urine, you should believe in science and the four great inventions.

The school is so big, and the fog is so thick that he can't see anything clearly, don't be scared when he walked all night and didn't go to the dormitory, but the fog cleared at dawn, and he found that everything was because he was walking around in the wrong direction when he was playing with his mobile phone, and he was actually spinning in place all night.

That kind of embarrassing thing is still left to Lao Qin to do.

And it's not necessarily as outrageous as he thinks, maybe the three sons in the dormitory just want to go to bed early by chance.

Don't you see that the street lights are all on now? If he really wants to flash, he will take off his pants, but the problem is that he didn't flash, doesn't that mean everything is fine?

The dormitory building is on the south side, and there is a wall outside, so it is impossible to miss it as long as you walk nearby.

Bai Buyi walked in the direction of the compass, constantly paying attention to whether there was an unsturdy manhole cover under his feet.

After walking so carefully for about three minutes, his expression changed slightly.

It's not that he's really stepping on it, it's that he's touched something.

It was a waist-high bright yellow interceptor belt between the two iron pillars, and on the side of the iron pillars were iron pillars, and the left and right ends of the belt extended long into the fog, and there was no end in sight.

The same characters are printed repeatedly on the top of the line.

The content is not the usual "no traffic", but a strange warning.

"See this line and forbid forward".

Bai Buzhi can use Qin Zhiyuan's ten years of being single to ensure that he definitely doesn't have this thing when he comes out, presumably those people did it after he left the dormitory.

What is this for? Burglars in the dormitory park? Shut down the door and hit the dog?

But this thing doesn't have any coercive power, can the thief obediently put it on the spot and wait for death when he sees this thing?

Confused, he pulled the line up and looked at it a few more times.

The characters printed on the interception belt seem to be different from the ordinary ones, the font is handwritten, the handwriting is beautiful and neat, with a little childishness, and the discerning person knows at a glance that it is the font of a person who has experienced the poison of the college entrance examination.

But I don't know why, I always feel a little dizzy when I look at it, like it's not a Chinese character, but an optical illusion pattern.

Bai Buzhi let go of his hand and hesitated slightly.

Behind the strap was his direction back to the dorm.

He also said that he wanted to go to bed, and he didn't let him go forward, now do you want to go back or not?

He hesitated for a moment, but turned in the direction he had come.

There were so many strange things to do that night, whether it was science or metaphysics in the end, it was better not to take risks.

The point is, the handwriting on the interception strip inexplicably gave him a very strong sense of suggestion.

Don't go in.

Bai Buzhi is ready to take another road, and if it's a big deal, he will take a detour and go out of school and take a taxi home...... But when he saw what was in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but come to a righteous national scolding.

He had thought that if the lights flickered, he would attack a boy urine, but now it seems that he doesn't need it.

There was no flickering, the street lights where he came from had been completely extinguished, and there was an ominous darkness behind him.

As the saying goes, don't be docile into that good night......

He didn't bother anymore, he raised his hand and lifted the interceptor belt to get in, and picked up his mobile phone to see if there were any people in the dormitory group to see if there were any birds in the dormitory group, and if not, he sent the grade group to ask.

In this case, it is no longer time to worry about conduct.

Unexpectedly, the moment he lifted the terminal, Bai Buzhi's eyes froze.

In the upper right corner, four words appeared that he had never seen before.

Loss of Signal.

This is not the era of PHS in 2000, Mount Everest and the bottom of the sea are full of signal towers, as long as you are still on Earth, even if the number is in arrears, it is impossible to run out of signals.

What's more, Bai Buzhi has no arrears at all. The only possibility he could think of that would make the terminal lose signal was natural disasters such as earthquakes and floods.

How so? Where the hell is he???

But he had been thinking about the interception belt just now, but he didn't realize when it started to run out of signals.

What the hell is this today...... What's wrong?

Bai Buzhi stood still for a while.

Now, no matter how strong his imagination is, he can't complete this chain of evidence and convince himself.

There should be no fogging, no lights out. You shouldn't go to bed, you shouldn't be disconnected.

It's not scientific.

It's not that it's impossible for these things to happen, but that when they happen together in an illogical situation, it usually means something else.

As if to confirm the chaotic conjecture in his heart, the terminal in his hand shook.

In the case of "loss of signal", it received the first message from him after hanging up the phone.

The title is very long, and the recipient is someone he has never saved.

"From: Gardener"

"Notice on the Emergency Handling of the Containment Breach of 'Flower Pot No. 318'"