Chapter 46 The Secret of the Twilight Society

"Beijing Grand Theater..."

Isn't that the theater where he worked at that time?

Chen Ling remembered that the day he was killed by the chandelier and traveled through time was suspected to be an earthquake... So he really came back?

At the same time, a group of pedestrians stopped and pointed at the screen.

"Red meteor?"

"Come to think of it, I seemed to have seen it this morning... It passed by in a flash."

"Alas, why didn't it hit the earth? I hope the world will be destroyed soon, I really don't want to go to work..."

"By the way, what the hell is this extremely small regional earthquake? There was no shaking at all this morning? It's not really just focusing on those few buildings, right?"

"The news said that it was caused by a change in the magnetic poles... Forget it, it didn't shake me anyway."

"..."

As the news ended, the screen of the building jumped back to the advertisement again. Everyone just stayed for a while and turned to leave.

Only Chen Ling stood there alone, thinking.

Red meteor...

So is it possible that his travel through time is also related to this meteor?

A bus passed by Chen Ling, which pulled him back from his chaotic thoughts. He looked at the red "Route 33" sign on the bus, as if he remembered something, and rushed to the bus.

A shadow whizzed across the sidewalk, and he hurriedly got on the bus before the bus door closed.

"You are quite skilled, young man." The elderly driver rubbed his eyes, "I didn't see how you got here... You are a sprinter, right?"

Chen Ling finally reacted, looked down at his hands, and frowned more and more.

[Killing Dance]... Brought back by myself? ?

"Young man, scan the code."

While starting the bus, the driver pointed at the machine for scanning and paying with his chin, "Two yuan."

"I..." Chen Ling searched his pockets with both hands, "I don't have any money."

"Scan the code to pay, what money do you need?"

"...I don't have a mobile phone either."

When he said this, Chen Ling felt like a savage from primitive society...

"Oh, why are you making things difficult for other people's children? It just so happened that I just broke two yuan when I bought vegetables, so I paid for him." In the front row of seats, a curly-haired aunt took out two coins from her pocket and put them into the box with a jingle.

"...Thank you, auntie."

Chen Ling thanked politely.

"Young man, are you an opera singer? Auntie, I also like to watch operas. Hey, which role do you sing?"

After hearing what the aunt said, Chen Ling realized that he was still wearing that bright red opera robe, which was particularly eye-catching in the bus.

"I, I just sing casually." Chen Ling replied awkwardly.

The bus was full, so he grabbed the handle and swayed slightly as the bus moved forward, chatting with his aunt.

As the bus stations passed by the window, Chen Ling's heart gradually became heavier. He glanced at the name of the next station, slowly moved towards the back door of the bus, and rushed down as soon as the bus stopped.

Opposite the station was a residential area.

Chen Ling took off his eye-catching costume and walked straight into the residential area. He walked through the path with ease and came to a small high-rise building.

Seeing that the building was safe and sound, Chen Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief... This is his home.

What he was most worried about was that the scope of the earthquake would spread here, and his parents would end up like him... Fortunately, everything was safe.

Chen Ling walked into the unit door, but found that it was full of white silk. His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately took the elevator to the ninth floor.

As the elevator door opened, a burst of crying came into his ears.

"Caiyun... stop crying. If you keep crying like this, what will happen to your body..."

"Yes, if Ah Ling were still alive, she would be so sad to see you like this?"

"Ah Ling is a good child, but fate is real... Alas."

Chen Ling stood blankly in the elevator. Through the half-open door, he saw many figures surrounding a middle-aged woman, expressing regret and comfort.

Chen Ling knew them. They were his relatives in Beijing. All the aunts and uncles were here, and the woman surrounded in the middle was his mother.

The middle-aged woman was holding a black and white photo in her arms, and she had already cried like a tearful person.

The figure in the photo... was Chen Ling.

The two relatives stood in the corner and talked quietly.

"Where's Chen Ling's father?"

"He's still in the hospital, talking to them about Ah Ling's funeral... He said he asked Caiyun to come back first to collect the remains."

"Have you seen Ah Ling's... body?"

"Yes." The relative nodded, "Poor child... There was a big hole in his head, and it was said that he was hit by the chandelier."

"At the time in the hospital, Caiyun held Ah Ling's hand and cried for more than an hour, and was later taken away by his father..."

"Alas... God has no eyes."

"Let's go, persuade Caiyun, no matter what, arrange Ah Ling's funeral first..."

"Yes..."

Chen Ling stood in the elevator, watching all this like a sculpture,

He wanted to step into the elevator, but he didn't know how to explain to his relatives and mother after seeing them... His mind was in a mess.

Just then, the elevator door closed automatically.

As the metal elevator door gradually closed, the door of Chen Ling's house was pushed open, and the relatives supported Caiyun and walked out.

Dong--

The elevator door closed, perhaps someone downstairs pressed the button, and the car began to slowly sink down...

"... Mom." Only then did Chen Ling, with pale lips, shout out this word hoarsely.

He looked at his reflection on the metal elevator door, and his mother's kneeling and crying just now appeared in his mind again, and he felt a pain in his heart...

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and frantically pressed the button for the ninth floor.

He wanted to see his mother.

However, the elevator continued to sink.

At the same time, the familiar dark green font appeared in the void:

[Number 129439 time limit has expired]

[Reading interrupted]

Boom--

The elevator car fell rapidly!

…

“Mom!!!”

In the heavy snow, Chen Ling suddenly sat up from the ground.

He panted heavily, his pupils dilated unconsciously, he looked around and found himself still in the mass grave.

“Damn… what is going on?” Chen Ling came to his senses and couldn’t help cursing.

Just now, he almost thought he had really gone back… but when he opened his eyes, he was still in this broken place!

Chen Ling’s eyes fell on the USB flash drive in the snow.

[“Through it, you may be able to understand us a little better…”]

What exactly is the organization that Chu Muyun belongs to?

Why do they have USB flash drives?

Can it even send oneself back to the previous life?

Chen Ling couldn’t help but clench his hands to support his body.

He took a deep breath, grabbed the USB flash drive in his hand, turned around and ran down the mountain…

…

Xiaofang Grocery Store.

At the counter, the woman stretched lazily, looking at the gradually darkening dusk outside, and said:

"He may not come."

"No, he will." Chu Muyun sat on the chair, flipping through the book carefully, and answered confidently.

"Why are you so sure? Many people have refused the invitation of the Dusk Society over the years, right?"

"Red King said he would come, and he would definitely come."

As soon as Chu Muyun finished speaking, the door of the grocery store was pushed open!

Chen Ling stood in the heavy snow outside the door, his chest heaving violently, as if he had run all the way from somewhere.

"We need to have a good chat." He raised the USB drive and spoke word by word.