Chapter 700 The Same Place
Compared with the previous Longchang community, the name Piggyong Apartment is easier to remember. After all, few places have such weird names.
"It's 8:10 now, and the broadcast starts at midnight and early morning. I still have to prepare a lot of things." I put down the large-screen mobile phone at the show and sat on the musty-smelling wooden bed. "When I escaped from the Sanyin Sect, I have faked a fake death scene, and the wanted order about me on the Internet should be withdrawn after a while. It is better to be careful, there is a mixed crowd in the live broadcast room. If I can live broadcast normally tonight, it will be safer for me to put on the mask of the good and evil Shura."
The human skin mask is my biggest secret. This face must not be exposed. I would rather choose to live broadcast with my true face to leave a way out for myself.
In fact, I also understand in my heart that wearing the mask of good and evil Shura is just self-deception, but as long as the live broadcast video is not leaked, it doesn’t matter even if water friends report it, they can’t keep the evidence. If they talk too much, it will involve the secrets of the show, show The field will not let them go.
Sighing, there are still many things that worry me. The human skin mask needs maintenance and cannot be worn all the time. In addition, the environment here is damp and damp. At this time, the edges of the human skin mask have already appeared wear and wrinkles.
The materials required to maintain the human skin mask are somewhat special. Even if you know the method, you can't repair it now.
"It seems that I have to stay in Jinghai City for a while longer." Touching his face, the cold skin made people feel very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do about it.
No one in this world likes to live in someone else's image, they are all forced to do so.
"I have to be careful during this live broadcast that my location should not be exposed as much as possible." After my phone was fully charged, I took the important things with me, then tore off a piece of paper and put it on the foot of the door before closing the door and leaving.
Jinghai City is a completely unfamiliar city to me. If I want to conduct a normal live broadcast, I must get some basic information.
The hotel I stayed in was renovated from a residential building. It has three floors. It covers a small area, but it is densely divided into more than a dozen small rooms, like a honeycomb.
"Boss, do you have hot water here?" I shouted towards the end of the corridor, but no one answered, so I had to walk in the direction in which the middle-aged woman left in my memory.
Although the hotel is simple, there are many people staying there, and some noise can be heard behind every door.
"Is anyone there?" At the end of the corridor is the single room where the boss lives. The door is ajar, and the sound of the male and female protagonists quarreling in a soap opera can be heard from inside.
I looked in through the crack in the door. This single room was twice the size of a normal guest room. Facing the door was a shabby sofa and a wire bed that gave off a strange smell.
The middle-aged woman was focused on the TV, her hands were greasy and she didn't know what she had just eaten.
I was about to speak when I suddenly saw a ghost painting affixed to the back of the room.
Speaking of which, I have dabbled in Buddhism, life, ghosts, and the Tao, but I can't understand the talisman on her wall.
It doesn't look like a common talisman for wealth, nor is it a talisman for luck or blessing. The strokes are wild and disorderly, and it looks very strange.
What makes me feel even more wrong is that usually the talismans in a house are affixed to door beams, roof beams, or entrances and exits, but this talisman in her house was affixed to the bedside.
"What do you mean? Is this to suppress evil spirits or suppress yourself? Is this a talisman for interpreting dreams? That's why it is posted on the bedside to make people sleep peacefully?" I didn't understand, so I knocked on the door and said politely: " Boss, do you have hot water here?"
The middle-aged woman turned around when she heard the knock on the door. She took a rag from the table and wiped her hands randomly: "Do you have to have hot water? There is mineral water downstairs, five yuan a bottle."
"Downstairs? Why didn't I see it just now?" I only talked to her to get useful information.
"It's really troublesome." The middle-aged woman muttered and stood up from the sunken sofa: "I'll get it for you. How many bottles do you want?"
After she stood up, I made another discovery.
The boss's hands and corners of his mouth were shiny, but there was no food in the room, and there was just a strange smell wafting from the wire bed.
"Get a bottle first. By the way, do you have anything to eat here? I've been traveling all day and I'm starving." With a smile on my face, I tried to look honest and honest.
"This is a hotel, not a restaurant. To eat, go outside. There are several at the entrance of the alley." The middle-aged woman reluctantly walked downstairs in her oil-stained clothes.
"Boss, do you have any unique snacks here? They are the ones you usually like to eat." I probed cautiously.
"No, if you want to eat delicious food, go to the customs. Whatever we do for you, you can just eat it." The middle-aged woman had a very bad attitude and seemed to be ignoring me. "Because you live here. For the sake of it, let me remind you again, when outsiders come to Jinghai, don’t wander around outside the customs, be careful and risk yourself.”
"Is there so much chaos outside the customs?" I pretended to be surprised: "Boss, don't try to scare me because I'm young. When I first entered the door, you said that women wearing black umbrellas can't stay in the hotel when it rains. Now you say it's dangerous outside the customs. After all, Jinghai is a first-tier city in China and an open special zone. If it’s the same as what you said, is it okay?”
"Good intentions are like a donkey's liver and lungs. If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer the consequences. You will suffer in the future." The middle-aged woman didn't care and walked slowly downstairs.
I saw that the time was right, so I said casually: "It's really weird when I think about it. On the way here, the taxi driver said something similar to you. He finally told me that there are two places outside the customs that I must not go to. One is called Longchang Community, and the other is called Pig Cage Apartment..."
Before I could finish speaking, the middle-aged woman walking in front stopped suddenly without any warning, and I almost bumped into her back.
"What's wrong with you? Have you heard of these two place names?" The excitement in my eyes flashed away, and I tried to calm down.
"Two place names?" The middle-aged woman turned around slowly, the fat on her face trembling slightly: "Did the taxi driver tell you this? Did you offend him?"
The middle-aged woman's words made me a little confused. I didn't know how to answer: "Are these two places special?"
"The Pig Cage Apartment is Longchang Community. It's the same place, but it's called by a different name." The middle-aged woman's face became very strange. She looked at me, which made my scalp tingle: "What are you asking about this place? "
"I just heard someone say it and got a little curious."
The middle-aged woman looked at me for a while and then said: "Outsiders, don't ask around, it won't do you any good."
"Boss, what you said is so evil, it makes me feel bad. Is there really something unclean outside the customs?"
The boss ignored me, went downstairs, gave me a bottle of water, and then went back to his room with a stinking face.
"What can't be said? It's mysterious." I thought about it. From the middle-aged woman's reaction, I could see that the locals in the Pig Cage Apartment and Longchang Community should know that this was not something too secretive.
"It's interesting. The tasks released by the show are consistent with the location provided by the anchor. They are both in Jinghai City. I don't know if this is a lucky thing or an unfortunate thing." This live broadcast was held in Jinghai City , this is good news for me, and it also proves that the show has not given up on me, and that I still have value to be used.
The only thing that made me a little uncomfortable was that the task location given to me by the show was the same as the address revealed to me by the anchor, which made me feel that the show was even more mysterious and terrifying.
"It's definitely not a coincidence. The reason should be clear when this live broadcast is over." I returned to the room, took the live broadcast equipment with me, picked up the black umbrella at the door and left the hotel quietly.
The restaurant is at the entrance of an alley, with a very simple facade. Maybe because of the rain, there was not a single customer in the store.
I picked up the menu on the table and shouted to the chef.
Not long after, a middle-aged man in his forties came out with a towel. The moment the door curtain opened, I used my eyesight to find that there was also a ghost painting on the wall of the inner room of the hotel, which was related to the middle-aged woman in the hotel. It's the same inside the house.
"What's the use of this talisman? Why do you feel like every household has it?" I said nothing, and after ordering the food, I just found a seat to sit down.
The meal was ready and I was eating it at the end of the room. The middle-aged man lit a cigarette and squatted at the door of the store with a towel on his shoulders, looking deeper into the alley from time to time.
His strange behavior caught my attention, but after learning from the experience of the middle-aged woman, I was more tactful this time and did not ask directly.
"Boss, do you have any cigarettes here? Bring me a pack."
The shop owner was very enthusiastic. He stood up and walked over with a smile: "I don't sell cigarettes here. Here, you can smoke for now."
He took out a cigarette from the crumpled soft bag and lit it for me. It felt very choked when he smoked it.
"Boss, why do you say you are from Jinghai, and you only smoke these five or six yuan cigarettes?"
"I'm from Jinghai. I used to be a farmer. It's good to have dry cigarettes to smoke every day." He didn't look like the kind of sarcastic person. He just seemed to have something on his mind and looked into the alley from time to time. .
"You live in Jinghai, so you're not considered a Jinghai native? You can probably make millions by selling this house, right?"
"You are talking about the inside of the pass." The middle-aged man exhaled a puff of smoke: "It is different inside the pass and outside the pass. I look forward to demolition every year, and there has been no change after more than ten years."
"It shouldn't be. It's said every day on TV that the land in Jinghai is tight. Why not expand outward? I'd say that sooner or later, the outer and inner parts of the pass will be merged." Every time I said a word, I would secretly pay attention to the change in the middle-aged man's expression.
"We can't get along. It's too chaotic outside the customs." The middle-aged man smoked a cigarette. Although he was talking to me, his eyes kept looking at the dark alley. After a few minutes, his expression changed and he lowered his voice. He said in a loud voice: "Here we come..."