Gourmet Plaza is full of people and fragrant aroma.
Xu Fei and Chen Lei held plates filled with food with both hands and finally found an empty seat to sit down.
Looking at the steaming Beef noodles and pie, and just as he was about to feast, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Television, where the news was playing on the wall.
At this moment, the TV screen was showing the picture of Rehabilitation Center Building that was devastated by artillery fire.
"In the early morning of January 31st, an unexpected riot broke out in a hospital located at Dongdu City West Pass District, resulting in the unfortunate casualties of some personnel and a certain degree of property damage."
"Due to the sudden incident, it was difficult for the hospital's security forces to respond quickly and effectively. In order to ensure the safety of other patients and medical staff in the hospital, the relevant departments immediately dispatched troops to the incident site to support the incident. After a hard battle, the turmoil was finally successfully stopped."
The anchor's speech was neither fast nor slow, but the tension contained between the lines was overwhelming, allowing every listener to feel the criticality of the situation that night.
The screen then switched to Studio, where a man Host in formal clothes was sitting upright, reciting the press release with a solemn expression:
"After many days of careful investigation, the relevant departments have now found out that late that night, unscrupulous terrorists secretly sneaked into Rehabilitation Center Building under cover of darkness and attempted to release a Danger substance that was extremely harmful. This caused extreme panic among the people in the building, and the situation was once out of control."
"Fortunately, the military responded quickly and immediately attacked after receiving the order, launching a fierce confrontation with the terrorists. With their heroic and fearless fighting spirit and excellent military quality, they successfully controlled the scene and avoided further deterioration of the situation."
"As for the patients who were originally treated at Rehabilitation Center, they have all been properly accommodated. Various tasks, including treating the injured and providing compensation to the families of the unfortunate victims, are being carried out in an orderly manner..."
Host paused for a moment, then continued:
"This incident has undoubtedly sounded a heavy alarm for the whole society. The government departments will further strengthen security precautions and strengthen the emergency response mechanism. Our news media will also pay close attention to the follow-up developments of this incident to ensure that the safety of the people is always within the scope of protection and will no longer be subject to similar threats..."
Listening to the news reporting the incident and explaining the relevant reasons, the surrounding diners had different reactions.
Some people stopped holding their chopsticks and stared at the TV screen with expressions of realization and realization.
Some people whispered to their companions, seeming to still have doubts.
Xu Fei After watching the news for a while, he shook his head slightly and sighed:
"Our mission finally ended successfully."
"It's still early."
Chen Lei, who was sitting next to him, was already holding a bowl and starting to eat. He swallowed a big mouthful of noodles and mumbled something in his mouth:
"When the last batch of patients in Rehabilitation Center are transferred, at least until after the new year, we can forget about our plan to go home early for the New Year."
"Whether I go home for the New Year or not, it doesn't matter to me."
Xu Fei glanced at him and whispered back, "I hope you don't run into that Old Undying Monster again here, and you'll be fine."
Then, he also picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
But his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was still thinking about something.
Chen Lei saw this and said while eating:
"Xiao Fei, please relax, Gao Jin said that although Old Ghost is still alive, it won't cause any trouble in a short time."
"Now that the superiors have issued a death order, our whole team is searching for the whereabouts of his True Form. No matter where the guy is hiding, as long as he can't help but reveal his flaws, we will definitely catch him."
Xu Fei nodded in agreement with these words.
With Ghoul's greedy nature, resisting the desire to eat would probably be more uncomfortable than killing him himself.
Chen Lei grabbed a pie and then said:
"The only thing I'm worried about now is whether that officer will be implicated in subsequent searches."
Listening to his companion's words, he still regarded the man wearing the mask as a colleague, Xu Fei couldn't help but turn his head and look at him:
"Aren't you curious who that officer is?"
"No matter who he is, I can't repay him for saving his life. Anyway, I don't believe he is a bad person."
Chen Lei took a firm bite of the pie, then picked up the bowl with both hands and took a swig of the hot noodle soup.
Inhale it into your mouth with a "chili" sound, and the fresh aroma of the soup and the solid texture of the pie intertwine and collide in your mouth.
He closed his eyes with satisfaction and let out a sigh in his throat.
"I suddenly miss the food here. What should I do if I can't eat it after I leave Ren'an Hospital?"
"That's so simple. Just come to the hospital more often from now on."
"Damn, there's something wrong with what you said. You're cursing me!"
Listening to his companion's joking words, Chen Lei came back to his senses and immediately laughed and cursed.
Xu Fei swallowed a mouthful of noodles, looked at Chen Lei's left leg still wrapped around Gauze, and started laughing too.
This guy is stronger than an ox. He suffered such severe penetrating injuries. Now he just walks with a limp and is slightly inconvenient. He is no different from a monster.
The two chatted for a while, enjoying a moment of comfort amidst the satisfaction brought by a bowl of Beef noodles and a few pies.
At this moment, an "acquaintance" happened to pass quietly behind them and heard clearly what the two were talking about in low voices.
Fang Cheng looked straight away, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly.
After eating with my uncle, we walked out of Gourmet Plaza together and wandered around downstairs before going upstairs again and back to the ward.
It was almost 3:30 in the afternoon, and those relatives had already finished visiting and left one after another.
Seeing Fang Cheng coming back, my sister-in-law and uncle said a few words to him, asked about his recent life and study situation, and then they said goodbye and left.
They work in a company called Multinational Pharmaceutical Company. They are very busy at work and travel frequently.
It's a rare holiday, and there are many things to do to visit relatives and friends.
Fang Cheng did not continue to persuade her to stay, so she sent her sister-in-law and uncle downstairs and returned.
When I entered the ward, I saw three nursing staff busy sweeping the floor and cleaning up.
After asking Mom, I found out that my uncle invited me here yesterday.
As for why we need to invite two more.
According to my uncle, one takes care of the old man's daily life, one is responsible for health care, and the other takes turns at any time.
Fang Cheng shook his head speechlessly, sat beside the hospital bed, and chatted with his grandfather.
Since my uncle has already made arrangements, there is no need for me to do anything more.
At about six o'clock in the evening, I had dinner with Mom and my uncle at Hospital Cafeteria. Seeing that there was nothing else going on here, I left first.
The cold wind was like a knife, howling through the dimly lit hospital area.
It's still warm during the day, but the temperature drops sharply at night.
Fang Cheng zipped up his coat, turned up his collar, and walked quickly towards the gate, preparing to take a taxi home.
After walking for a while, my eyes inadvertently turned to the building Gray Building in the distance where soldiers were still stationed.
Under the night sky, the exterior wall of Rehabilitation Center seemed to have been smeared with ink, covered with dark scorch marks.
The windows Glass on some floors were blown to pieces, leaving only hollow and crumbling window frames.
It seemed that he was describing to outsiders the thrilling battle that happened that night in a silent manner.
An hour later, Jiangbei Old Factory Street.
It was only about seven o'clock when I got home.
Street here is obviously much more lively than Xiguan.
Night Snack Stall's laughter and chatter, and the sound of frying pans floated from downstairs from time to time.
Fang Cheng washed up in the bathroom for a while and then quickly walked to the bedroom.
Click.
After closing the door tightly, he turned around and faced the window where the light of Neon Lights shined through.
With a "crash" sound, the curtains were closed again.
As the last crack was covered, the noise, bustling and fireworks were blocked out the window.
The room was cast in a hazy and quiet tone, and it seemed like there was only this small space left in the whole world.
In the darkness, Fang Cheng's eyes were bright and clear.
Then he sat cross-legged on the bed, ready to start Meditation practice.
He closed his eyes gently and took a long breath.
Thoughts are like ripples on a calm lake, spreading out in circles and extending deep into the heart.
Soon, the whole person was immersed in the tranquility of being alone Meditation, exploring the quiet corners of the soul.
A long time.
Fang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the room Inner Landscape.
The originally dark bedroom suddenly became extremely bright, as if daylight had fallen.
The outlines of desks, beds, and wardrobes are all clearly outlined, casting a glowing, warm glow.
It seems that this time Meditation practiced for more than ten hours, and in the blink of an eye it was already the morning of the next day.
Fang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly and he thought for a moment.
Then he gently raised his hand, interlocked his thumb and middle finger, and snapped his fingers.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
For an instant, the scene in the house seemed to be enchanted.
The sunlight quickly faded away like the ebbing tide, and the outlines of the furniture disappeared into the darkness again.
The night outside the window surged in, and the house was once again shrouded in hazy and cold colors.
The ticking sound of the alarm clock on the desk sounded, as if time was going backwards.
The day just now was just a short but beautiful dream.
However.
"Pah!"
Fang Cheng then snapped his fingers again.
The surrounding scene changed again, and the entire bedroom was instantly immersed in the warm and bright daytime atmosphere again.
With the sound of a finger, just like a light turning on and off, the surrounding environment continuously switches between light and dark modes.
"It's better to keep it in daytime mode. It's not easy to confuse reality and illusion in the Memory Palace."
Fang Cheng looked around, whispered to himself, and then got up and got out of bed.
He walked to the bedroom door, reached out and grasped the cold door handle, and turned it gently.
The door that was originally closed quietly opened with force, making an almost inaudible "click".
Huh--
The wind whimpered, as if a dormant beast was trying to swarm into the house through the slightly opened door.
Crunch--
The door continued to open slowly, revealing a dark and chaotic void outside the bedroom.
The endless mist surged like ink, too thick to dissolve.
There seemed to be strange tentacles dancing wantonly among them, trying to drag the brightly lit houses into Abyss.
Fang Cheng stood calmly at the door with a calm face and a stable figure, not affected at all.
His lips moved slightly, and he read out the extremely awkward sentence Incantation fluently.
"Om, ah, mi, ma, wow, sha, moo..."
As Incantation was recited word by word, it echoed clearly in the wind.
His eyes instantly passed through the extremely rich Black Mist and locked onto another point of radiant consciousness hidden in this Dark World.
Then, a door Manor Gate with intricate carvings appeared not far away.
Fang Cheng walked out of the bedroom, stepped forward, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Boom, boom.
After knocking twice, the door opened with a creak.
It emits a hazy halo, dimly illuminating the front door, as if welcoming travelers in the dark to visit.
Fang Cheng took a step forward and slid into the door Light Gate with ease.
As the eyes flashed, the next moment the figure appeared in the same place.
An empty room that seemed to have the lights turned off and wrapped in black curtains.
Just stepping into it, Fang Cheng vaguely felt that there had been changes from the last time I came here, and it looked slightly different.
It seems... the area of the room has become larger.
Moreover, when you step on it, it feels more real, and it is no longer so light and floating.
While he was wondering and thinking, a soft and cold voice sounded:
"Hey, what kind of wind brought you here today? You actually came to chat early in the morning. Don't you usually have a nightlife?"
Along with the sound of chanting, a figure with a dark green light all over his body emerged from the darkness.
His face was still as blurry as before, and only the outline of his body could be discerned, like a wandering ghost.
After floating in front of him, he saw that Fang Cheng was silent, so Smiling Devil couldn't help but ask:
"What do you want from me? You're not just here to act cool, are you?"
Fang Cheng looked at him intently and suddenly asked:
"What is your relationship with Jiang Chen?"
Smiling Devil was stunned for a moment when he heard this, his eyes were pointed directly at Fang Cheng, with a bit of fierceness, and his voice was unconsciously raised a bit:
"How do you know this name? Where did you hear it?!"
His tone was urgent, and the previous cold state was instantly broken, replaced by an unconcealable shock.
Fang Cheng smiled slightly and replied casually:
"He and I met by chance. We made friends through martial arts and cherished each other. We can be considered good friends and talked about everything. It happened to be that I learned about you from his mouth."
Hearing this, Smiling Devil's shoulders trembled visibly, and his body immediately leaned forward. His eyes seemed to be looking through Fang Cheng, judging whether the words were true or false.
Fang Cheng behaved calmly and met the mysterious man's eyes that stared at him:
"What, is he important to you?"
"Haha."
Smiling Devil stared for a long time, then suddenly laughed, "So you want to deceive me?"
Then his entire tense body relaxed and he shook his head calmly:
"If that Old Ghost knew my whereabouts, it would have come to visit me personally. How could it be possible for me to tell you an outsider."
There is indeed a big logical flaw in what I said just now, so I can only resort to deceit and slap a sap.
Unfortunately, the other party was very alert and was not fooled.
Seeing that the trick was seen through, Fang Cheng did not continue to act, and shrugged like a bachelor:
"Okay, Jiang Chen and I did fight, but not as friends, but as enemies."
Then he spoke solemnly and looked straight at the other person:
"I came to you just because I think you two have similarities. Since Jiang Chen can be said to be our common enemy, you should tell me his true origin."
Smiling Devil was silent for a moment after hearing this, and seemed to be thinking carefully.
Suddenly he took a long breath, raised his head, and looked at Fang Cheng again:
"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
"Believe."
Fang Cheng answered without hesitation.
Smiling Devil couldn't help but be startled again:
"Have you already seen it?"