Lord Lu's little ancestor is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 320 Strange Voice
"Feng Ziqi was my classmate in high school. Later, he went to the same university. Although his majors are different, he came from the same city after all, so the relationship will be a little better. I also learned about him through the program team."

In the elegant coffee shop, Tang Yun and Si Shi were sitting side by side on the bench. Tang Yun was a little tired from talking, so she took a sip of coffee and looked up at Cen Shu who was opposite. Nervous, as if there was a feeling of... seeing a parent.

"I haven't met him alone, so we're not very close..." When Tang Yun said this, she subconsciously glanced at Si Shi. Seeing that Si Shi looked normal, she breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little irritable.

"According to Feng Ziqi's mother, Feng Ziqi likes adventurous and exciting things, and this time he went with an Internet celebrity anchor." Tang Yun took out her phone, opened a certain fish app, found the anchor ID, and handed it to Cen Shu .

"Sister G?" Cen Shu took it, and looked at the anchor's previous videos and live recordings. They were all adventure-oriented, with a lot of bullet screens, and the playback volume was very stable. The screen was the day before yesterday, and the time was very short, only 5 minutes.

After clicking in, several people who lost contact appeared in front of the camera. It was Miss G who was talking all the time, enlivening the atmosphere. After about 3 minutes, snowflakes began to appear in the video, which lasted until the 5th minute.

"The person walking in the back wearing the green jacket is Feng Ziqi." Seeing that Cen Shu was watching seriously, Tang Yun looked at it and reminded that she had watched this video many times, and she didn't see anything wrong at all.

Except that the snowflakes appearing later are too weird, there is not much difference from Miss G's previous video.

Tang Yun sighed softly, frowning slightly, a little worried.

"Don't worry, Master will take care of it." Under the table, Si Shi stretched out his hand to gently hold Tang Yun's hand, comforting him.

Tang Yun's face became hot, and she subconsciously glanced at Cen Shu. Seeing that she hadn't noticed, she curled her lips and held Si Shi's hand instead.

When Cen Shu raised her eyes and glanced lightly at Si, she returned the phone to Tang Yun, and said in a calm voice, "Brother, we will settle the score."

Si Shi was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Cen Shu bitterly.

"Well, I was just joking." Cen Shu took a sip of his coffee lightly.

Secretary time: ...

It wasn't funny at all, he almost thought his wife was going to be gone.

"Feng Ziqi may not be alive." Putting down the cup, Cen Shu looked up at Tang Yun with a serious voice, "Maybe... we won't find any of them."

Tang Yun was taken aback suddenly, "Really...is there such a thing?"

Although she was assigned to the strange event program group before, Tang Yun has always remained skeptical. After all, she has been influenced by materialism for so many years, and one day she suddenly became idealistic, and she really couldn't accept it for a while.

"Believe or not. Believe it or not."

Cen Shu got up, straightened the wrinkles on her body slowly, and looked at Si Shi, "Pay off the debt with a talisman."

"Okay!" Sure enough, the master is still kind to him, knowing that he can do nothing but draw symbols, Si Shi was so touched, he patted his chest, "Master, how many pictures do you have? I will try my best to draw them for you!"

When Cen Shu glanced at Si lightly, "Let's get two hundred first."

Secretary time: ...

He really wanted to take back what he just said.

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"Feng, Feng Ziqi, what should we do then?"

Xia Xue's face was already pale, and she tightly grabbed Feng Ziqi's schoolbag belt, her fingertips turned white because she was too nervous.

Feng Ziqi stretched out his hand and pulled it a few times, but he didn't pull it. He glanced at Miss G in front of him, and lowered his voice, "Let's pretend we don't know, and see who the extra one is."

Xia Xue hugged Feng Ziqi tightly, "I-I'm afraid!"

Feng Ziqi couldn't hold back, and rolled his eyes, "Sister, I'm about to be strangled to death by you."

Seeing that Feng Ziqi's neck was red from the belt of her schoolbag, Xia Xue let out a soft 'ah', and let go of it embarrassedly, and turned to grab Feng Ziqi's clothes.

Feng Ziqi: ...

"Welcome to the new babies in the live broadcast room, please pay attention, let us start a surprising and exciting journey." Even in this eerie environment, Miss G still has a calm smile on her face.

"Feng, Feng Ziqi, I want to go to the bathroom." Xia Xue tugged at the corner of Feng Ziqi's clothes and whispered.

"Big sister, didn't Miss G ask you to take care of her physical needs before getting in the car?" Women are troublesome, Feng Ziqi glanced at the few people in front of him, red orange red green blue blue purple, seven colors of jackets, plus There are exactly eight colors on the bodyguard.

The extra person, Feng Ziqi caught a glimpse of the person standing next to Miss G quietly turning on the light, and his heart skipped a beat. It was a girl with disheveled hair, long hair reaching her waist, quietly, and most importantly, she He was wearing a black jacket!

"Then I'm not afraid."

Xia Xue muttered something, with a little coquettishness.

Feng Ziqi is a straight guy, he kept staring at the girl in the black jacket, and said, "Then hold on."

Xia Xue: ...

Soon, a group of people came to the inpatient building for mental patients. There was a corridor about two meters away from the outpatient building. Unlike the outpatient building just now, the corridor was very messy. Several hospital beds were placed in the corridor, leaving only one A very narrow passage for one person to pass sideways.

The mattress on the hospital bed was very dark, and I don't know how many years ago it was. There was still some viscous liquid on it, which looked like thick dried blood.

Passing through the corridor, several people really entered the inpatient building. The doors of the wards on both sides are all iron doors. It doesn't look like an apartment, but like a prison. Just looking at it, I feel extremely depressed.

"Feng Ziqi, I can't hold back anymore..."

Xia Xue took very small steps, and said eagerly as she tightly grabbed Feng Ziqi's clothes.

On the left is the public toilet, which looks very old, with black paint on the yellowed white tiles, and two large characters of men and women written crookedly.

"That..." Feng Ziqi stopped in his tracks, and raised his hand to stop the advancing team.

Miss G turned her head and frowned slightly. She looked a little unhappy because she was disturbed, "What's wrong?"

Feng Ziqi looked at Xia Xue with a pleading look, sighed, covered his stomach, "Sister G, I seem to have diarrhea, I want to go to the toilet."

When he said this, Feng Ziqi's gaze was fixed on the long-haired girl. Although the girl stopped, she didn't look back at all. People she didn't know gathered together, except for Xia Xue and Miss G. Feng Ziqi really couldn't remember the names of the others.

"Go, come back quickly." What a hassle!
Miss G's tone seemed a little impatient.

"okay!"

In this way, Xia Xue was dragged to the men's room.

"That..." Xia Xue scanned around, a little shy, there is no compartment for the urinal, she glanced at Feng Ziqi who was standing not far away, "I..."

"Then I'm going out, you can do it yourself." It was rare for Feng Ziqi to be sympathetic to her, but she was even rejected, impatiently moving forward and wanting to leave.

"do not want!"

Xia Xue quickly grabbed Feng Ziqi, her cheeks were slightly hot, "I'm afraid."

Feng Ziqi smoothed the wrinkled corners of his clothes, and was about to speak when he heard a slight 'Zi Zi' electric sound passing by, his expression froze.

"Wait, did you hear something?"

(End of this chapter)