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Chapter 1633 Caught off guard

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    He stood in front of the rusted door that led beyond the stairs.

    The gasping sound has always existed in the ear, and the back of the neck is like being passed by an electric current again and again, full of unbearable itching

    Click!

    The iron door that couldn't be smashed open suddenly opened a gap.

    He quickly squeezed in and came to the wide platform on the top of the building.

    The cold wind howled on the rooftop, and amidst the wind whining like a ghost crying, Gu Juan suddenly regained control of this body, and changed from the perspective of a bystander to an immersive experience mode without warning.

    Against the strong wind of at least level eight, he waited outside the door for a while, then walked towards the edge of the platform step by step.

    There is no other reason, just because he wants to see what is the place under this tall building, or is it the gray town in the daytime.

    At this time, the sky showed the color of bleeding, and a huge vortex slowly appeared directly above the roof, and all kinds of terrifying and infiltrating phantoms rolled and wailed in it, like an endless hell.

    When the iron door opened again and made a harsh friction sound, he ran a few steps to the edge of the platform, struggled to climb up the guardrail, which was half a person high, and looked down.

    "The surroundings are all shrouded in fog, and nothing can be seen below."

    "The dark and gloomy staircase, the blood-smeared gate, the vortex full of ghosts, and the horrible footsteps and gasps approaching behind you"

    "What does all this represent? Is there a deeper meaning?"

    Gu Pan had the idea of ??looking back a few times, but then forcibly suppressed the idea.

    He made up his mind that neither the enemy nor I will move, and see who will lose his temper in the end, and what monsters and ghosts are causing trouble.

    Suddenly, the itchy feeling of being sprayed with scorching breath appeared on the back of the neck again.

    The hissing panting sound also appeared again, and it rang directly beside his ears.

    He stood on the edge of the roof, ignoring all the terrifying visions around him, just looking down at the fog below, not knowing what he was thinking.

    The fear from Franken's memory is getting stronger and stronger. He can be sure that if it is not for his distraction, poor Franken will definitely not be able to withstand this terrible torture, even from this tall building.  If you jump up, you have to escape far away.

    Take a leap?

    Gu Juan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked down at the thick fog that blocked all his vision.

    Or, just jump down and have a look?

    If it was still Franken, he might really have a nervous breakdown and jump from here.

    Therefore, with such a terrifying atmosphere and such a realistic immersive experience, if Franken jumped off the roof

    There is a great possibility that this poor guy will really think he is jumping off a building.

    In a suspected dream, throw yourself to death, or be scared to death.

    But it's not poor Franken standing here now.

    It was a distraction from afar.

    The will is many times stronger than Franken, and he will never regard dreams as reality like that poor guy.

    So, if he jumped from here, unless he was targeted in the fog outside the building, otherwise, just falling would not cause any impact at all.

    And he has been waiting for a long time, and he has not waited for the follow-up in-depth development.

    So¡­¡­

    Gu Juan took another look at the thick fog that blocked his vision, and suddenly stepped forward.

    Snapped!

    Just the moment he jumped for a change, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a person.

    Then a huge force surged, and he seemed to be dragged back again.

    Gu Juan suddenly opened his eyes.

    Seeing the dim lights in the bedroom, the dilapidated wooden bed, and the short knife beside the bed.

    Huh

    He let out a foul breath, slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

    There are no changes.

    He was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, and nothing in the bedroom had changed.

    Gu Juan simply got out of bed, picked up the oil lamp, and turned the whole building around from top to bottom.

    Corridors, kitchens, warehouses, shops

    Everything seemed so peaceful and quiet, even outside the window was a clear sky with a bright moon and few stars, no bloody whirlpool, and no howling wind.

    Caught off guard.

    theReally caught off guard.

    Gu Juan also did not expect that when he jumped directly from the edge of the roof with the idea of ??adding variables to expand the experimental content, he would suddenly encounter such a strange development.

    Before even he could react, everything ended suddenly.

    At that time, after making a decision, he jumped off the building without hesitation, waiting for what would happen when he fell to the ground, but he was pulled back by a hand without warning.

    Moreover, after you pull it up, you can't go back.

    It's like watching a movie. Just as the climax is approaching, the lights in the projection hall are suddenly brightened, and the images on the screen suddenly disappear, leaving only a few gleaming characters.

    To be continued

    "interesting."

    Gu Juan turned his head to blow out the oil lamp, stuffed the short knife under the pillow, lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

    He had a premonition that whether it was a hallucination, a dream, or hypnosis, the performance tonight was definitely over and would not appear again.

    Facts have proved that his inference and guess are completely correct.

    When there was a knock on the door downstairs, waking him up from his sleep, the sky was already bright, and the golden sunlight shone through the cracks in the curtains to the head of the bed, adding a bit of warmth and vitality to the whole bedroom.

    "A loaf of black bread, thank you."

    Abeck stood outside the door expressionlessly. As soon as Gu Juan opened the door, he handed over the change he had prepared.

    "Mr. Abeck, am I opening the door later today than yesterday?"

    Gu Juan habitually made a joke. Unexpectedly, the owner of the workshop, who always liked to complain, did not answer the question, but picked up the bread and turned away.

    His footsteps seemed a little vain and stiff, and he hunched his body and disappeared step by step at the end of the dirt road.

    Throughout the whole morning, the customers I received were no different from yesterday, they were still the same people, and they still bought the same things.

    And these customers all have one thing in common, that is expressionless, hoarse voice, looks weak and stiff.

    If it weren't for their normal body temperature, Gu Juan would definitely think that the town has been hit by a plague.

    After eating at noon, he closed the shop on a rare occasion, and wandered around the town a few times.

    What he observed with his eyes made him feel a weird atmosphere even more.

    A small town with hundreds of permanent residents seems to have become lifeless in just a day or two. Usually, there is hardly a pedestrian on the street that is still lively at noon, and even the pubs and cafes that should be the most lively are empty.  no one.

    All of them were hiding in the house, or they were busy at their respective jobs with blank expressions and stiff movements.

    Or go home early and lock yourself in the room, quietly without any movement, not knowing whether it is sleeping or dead.

    Gu Juan learned from Franken's memory fragments that such a scene was almost unimaginable before.

    A small town far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, with inconvenient transportation, and no minerals has always been synonymous with depravity and laziness.

    The people who live here like to take a walk in the street every afternoon, and then slowly walk to the pub or cafe to chat, and order a low-quality snack as afternoon tea when they are thirsty or hungry.

    People who are full of fighting spirit like Mr. Abeck, the small workshop owner, only account for a very small part.

    But judging from the current situation, some residents in the town are still working during the usual time of drinking and bragging, or they just go home and sleep soundly.  a reasonable explanation.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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