Chapter 169: When You Encounter Something that Doesn’t Look Right, You Should Turn Around and Leave

Chapter 171 When you encounter something that doesn’t look right, you should turn around and leave.

The next day, there was a hazy fog in Luotai City.

The heavy fog spread over many blocks, shrouding the buildings and trees in a white lightness.

Pedestrians hurriedly stepped into the street, their figures erratic in the water vapor.

It seems like it is hanging there.

It seemed like it was scattered there.

It's daybreak, and the light of the street lights is gradually dimming.

The ignorant Richu and the fog merge into one, forming some kind of mysterious harmony.

The city that started running again split the silence bit by bit.

The roar of vehicles and the hustle and bustle of the crowd intertwined and combined to break the morning tranquility.

far away.

The outlines of tall buildings are looming, like castles floating above the clouds.

near.

The vegetation on both sides of the driveway swayed its branches, like an old man waiting in the wind.

Xing Tai baked two pieces of bread and walked to the living room.

Then he fed a small pile of fish meat to the black cat.

"It's foggy."

Holding the tail of the wild cat gently with her hand, the girl looked sideways out of the window, with a little emotion and novelty in her tone.

After all, in Luotai City, we may not encounter heavy fog like this a few times a year.

Although it's not to the point where I can't see my fingers.

But I guess it shouldn't be too far off.

"Looks like you have to be more careful when walking today."

Lowering her head and muttering to herself, Xing Tai smiled lightly and patted the black cat on the head.

After breakfast.

The girl put her schoolbag on her back and left the house.

At the same time, she had already planned to contact An Ming to go to the lawyer to take over her father's real estate after school this afternoon.

Yes.

Xing Tai finally decided to make a change.

"Click."

The lock in front of the door closed with a click.

The cat standing in the hall also raised his head.

There is no doubt that he is the originator of the current fog.

Jiang Sheng obviously has his own arrangements.

…

Black cats can see clearly through the eyes of some insects.

With Xing Tai no longer visiting, Yang Fuxian, who was lying in the hospital, had become much more manic.

Moreover, the disaster in men's bodies has recently shown signs of accelerating division. This move is probably to cause more car accidents.

Face this situation.

Of course Jiang Sheng will stop him from the side.

But going back and forth like this is undoubtedly not a long-term solution.

So on this day, Black Cat prepared to act out an urban ghost story and even tricked Xing Tai into taking the initiative to visit her father.

But in fact, the inspiration for this idea came from Xing Tai's mouth a few days ago.

That's right, just when Jiang Sheng was about to put aside his worries.

Then use spiritual power to make Xing Tai "suffer some pain" and be obedient.

The girl accidentally provided the black cat with another idea.

As for why Jiang Sheng didn't tell Xing Tai the truth directly, he sought the girl's help.

The reasons for this are basically the same.

First of all, judging from Yang Fuxian's condition, he was obviously brought into this state by someone.

Secondly, although the person who harmed him may not be a weird synergy, the other party must have extraordinary abilities.

Third, human nature is complex after all. Jiang Sheng could not guarantee what Xing Tai would do or even think after she knew the truth.

So it would rather let the girl be an ignorant tool.

At least this way, Black Cat can still take care of the overall situation.

…

Walking on the road leading to the school, the fog was thicker than Xing Tai had imagined.

The surrounding vision was obscured by the white mist, and the figures in the distance were blurred and difficult to distinguish.

But even so, the slightly damp breath escaping in the cold wind still made the girl feel a little comfortable.

Xingtai likes the humidity and coolness brought by dense fog.

I also like the feeling of isolation after being wrapped up.

The chirping of birds echoed from the shadowed telegraph poles.

In the early morning when the crowd is busy, they will not be disturbed too much for the time being.

The light fog made the street scene look a little darker.

Time seems to have been taken away.

Everything seemed to be slowing down.

Until the sun rises completely, the light that cannot dispel the mist gradually dyes the sky from lavender to warm pink.

The world visible to the naked eye seems to be covered with a layer of dreamy colors.

It is at such a moment.

Xing Tai was passing by a certain intersection.

I met an invisible white-haired boy.

…

In the midst of the passing traffic, the white boy was like a lost snowflake, his exposed skin as smooth as ice.

He was dressed strangely and was very thin.

He didn't have any clothes on his body and was only wrapped in circles of bandages.

In this February, which is in the depths of winter, such an image will inevitably make people feel chilly.

But the citizens passing by did not pay attention to the boy's situation.

Whether driving or walking.

Everyone just passed by the boy silently.

Even the simplest sight never stayed for a moment.

They should not be able to see him.

There is almost no reason, Xing Tai clearly judged in her heart.

She seemed to confirm this without thinking.

As if she already knew.

At this moment, no one can see him except me.

That poor boy.

Xing Tai thought.

The next second, the girl suddenly woke up again.

Wait, I, this, him.

Could it be that, the lucky white boy?

Yes, Xing Tai, who was in a daze, finally remembered this strange story she had heard.

She began to feel the absurdity of life.

Because recently, girls have encountered too many "things" that cannot be explained by science.

At this moment, the wind blew.

The boy's white hair trembled slightly, and a few strands fell down on his forehead.

The scattered hair has a texture like glass, reflecting the other person's pink eyes.

And that empty, unfocused look.

It's like an exquisite handicraft.

Beautiful and completely lifeless.

Xing Tai smelled a faint aroma.

The young man stood still, motionless.

It seems to be completely separated from this busy world.

He was meditating on some unknown things, and his serious and focused expression made the girl subconsciously remain silent.

The two people stood across the street, facing each other.

Xing Tai looked at the young man and forgot what to do for a moment.

She felt like she was watching a snowfall that might stop at any time.

So I didn't want to disturb or make any noise.

But the young man's pupils suddenly moved.

He probably noticed Xing Tai's presence.

So, among the crowd that seemed to be fading away, the boy raised his eyes and looked at the girl.

And opened his thin lips.

"Can you see me?"

That dull voice.

When it came, it seemed extremely clear.

This day, Xing Tai encountered another urban legend.