Thriller Night Talk

Ran Qu's second step is to publish information about the "Bipolar Gate" on the Internet to attract more people into his dream.

Prior to this, Ran Qu had already tried to prove that his dreams could affect other people in the form of words, which was even more convenient than dictation.

But there is a premise that someone has to read what he wrote carefully and leave a strong enough impression on the content.

This is actually not easy.

Ran Qu knew that his cultural level was not high, and he didn't have much writing talent.

He is a social fear with few friends in the three dimensions, and he is also a dirty-mouthed troll on the Internet, the kind who can only go down the three-way even when he curses. It really makes him write something seriously, it’s not too much Disaster.

Ran Qu struggled for several days, and then when searching for relevant information on the Internet, he stumbled into that supernatural forum by mistake, and got inspiration from it.

He found an urban ghost story called "thisman", also known as "Dream Man".

This man who is said to appear in different people's sleep is simply a copy of Ran Qu's ability.

Ran Qu suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Regardless of whether "Dream Man" is a real demon in a dream, or a successful marketing campaign, Ran Qu feels that he can completely copy this routine.

So Ran Qu posted a post on a social platform in China, stating his experience of dreaming about the "Bipolar Gate", and attached a poorly drawn pencil drawing.

Then he changed his vest again, and posted a new post in the discussion area where Chinese users gathered, saying that he had encountered a strange thing recently.

Next, he applied the routine of "Dream Man", saying that after reading the "Bipolar Gate" described in a certain post, he actually dreamed about the same gate. This is really amazing and unbelievable. Does anyone have the same experience as me?

Sure enough, the post aroused some people's interest.

Some of them carefully read Ran Qu's post, and left a deep impression on their minds with the image of "Bipolar Gate".

Then, people began to enter Ran Qu's dream one after another, and approached the "two poles gate" step by step.

Just as the voice told him, Ran Qu found that when more and more people entered his dream, his ability to control the dream would become stronger and stronger.

This discovery gave him unparalleled self-confidence.

Once upon a time, Ran Qu felt that he was the god who ruled everything.

But now, Ran Qu's dream of becoming a fairy and becoming a god has been shattered.

He didn't know what was wrong.

Obviously, the development of Mingyuan City is so smooth, his followers are getting more and more day by day, and his power is getting stronger day by day.

Most of the time, even when he was awake, Ran Qu had to forget that he was actually a mortal who was seriously ill, his savings were exhausted, and he was almost unable to pay the rent.

Ran Qu once firmly believed that in a short time, with the help of the believers, he would be able to throw away his sick body and become a fairy.

But now, everything is in vain.

His Abyss Sky City has no more disciples.

He became a liar who was hotly discussed on the Internet.

--How to do?

--How to do?

Ran Qu gnawed on his nails unconsciously.

He has nowhere to go.

No one believed in the "two poles gate" and "Tianyuan city" that he worked so hard to plan, and it was impossible for him to use the same method to do it all over again.

——Is this the end of my journey to immortality?

Ran Qu had already gnawed a bleeding gap on the edge of his nails.

But as if he couldn't feel the pain, he used his front teeth to tear the bloody mouth even further.

--I can not be reconciled!

——I am not reconciled!

Ran Qu didn't want to give up his journey of seeking immortality.

He didn't want to return to the reality of depression, aggrieved and despair.

——There must be some way!

——There must be another way! !

Ran Qu kept calling his "Apocalypse" in his mind.

—Please, help me!

--Help!Tell me what to do! !

--I beg you!

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Wednesday, September 9, at 8:25pm.

Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan, and Jiang Nan'an arrived at the capital of Province H by plane, and after leaving the airport, they took a taxi and went straight to Ran Qu's residence.

Ran Qu lives in a group-rental low-rent house on the edge of the city, about half an hour's drive from the airport.

It was hot summer, and H Province was in the south of China, much hotter than Fengxing City.

It just so happened that the taxi they called was an old car that had been used for nearly ten years. The air conditioner in the car was very old. It seemed as if the sun was going to penetrate the roof of the car and roast everyone in the car.

Jiang Nan'an, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was so hot that he couldn't bear it, so he asked the driver to open the window.

Although the wind outside the window is hot, at any rate, when the wind blows across the cheeks, I can still catch my breath more or less.

Wei Fuyuan stretched out his hand and quietly took Beiquan's hand.

Beiquan is a person who has not been reincarnated, and his soul is extremely cloudy. Even on a hot day, his body temperature is one degree lower than that of ordinary people. At this moment, his palms feel dry and sweatless, and he feels a little cool.

Wei Fuyuan sighed comfortably, and squeezed hard again.

If there were no people in the car, and there was a taxi driver on the driver's seat, Wei Fuyuan would have pulled Beiquan into his arms and used it as a human-shaped air conditioner.

——Just find Ran Qu.

Comrade Xiaowei said to himself in his heart.

Now they are basically sure that Ran Qu is the creator of the dream and the mastermind behind "Abyss Sky City".

And it is very likely that they are still possessed by evil spirits.

Now, as long as they find Ran Qu, separate the angry ghost from him, and seal it in the fan of the God of Misery, this troublesome case that has troubled them for almost half a month can be declared resolved.

Thinking of this, Wei Fuyuan suddenly became more energetic.

——Soon, I will be able to sleep with Beiquan in my arms again!

"What are you thinking about?"

Bei Quan felt that the hand that was pinching his palm was getting tighter and tighter, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Wei Fuyuan, and saw his little boyfriend's face wandering in ecstasy, "I'm almost back to my senses."

Called by Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan quickly put away the yellow waste in his head and sat upright, but he still refused to let go of his claws holding Beiquan.

The three sat in the car for another 15 minutes.

At 56:[-] p.m., the taxi finally turned into an urban area and stopped in front of an alley.

"The inside is too narrow for cars to get in."

The driver said:

"Get off here and walk a few steps forward."

Beiquan and others got out of the car.

Wei Fuyuan opened the phone map, searched for a coffee shop in the alley, and followed the navigation instructions to find a three-story self-built building next to the coffee shop.

The door on the first floor is equipped with an electronic combination lock, of course they don't have a combination.

However, as long as it is a lock, it will definitely not be difficult for Beiquan.

Beiquan stretched out his hand, tugged on the handle, and the door was pulled open by him.

The three of them filed into the small building and walked to the second floor.

According to the information that "Special Seven" found for them, Ran Qu lived on the north side of the second floor, the farthest from the stairs, without an independent bathroom. It was the smallest room in the whole building and the cheapest rent.

When the three of them walked through the corridor, a door suddenly opened.

A muscular, dark-skinned man, shirtless, walked out of the door, and when he saw three strangers, he immediately showed a wary expression:

"Who are you looking for?"

"Oh, we are Ran Qu's friends."

Jiang Nan'an replied with a smile:

"I don't know if he is in his room now."

"Are you Ran Qu's friends?"

Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows.

Forget about Jiang Nan'an, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan are outstanding enough to stand out from the crowd just by looking at their appearance.

The man had been roommates with Ran Qu for nearly a year, and he didn't think that poor and sick wretch would know a friend who looked so iconic.

But since the other party reported Ran Qu's name, the man didn't intend to embarrass them.

He made way to the side of the corridor, "I haven't seen him go out all day today."

The man raised his chin towards the door next to him again, "He was still yelling in the room at two or three o'clock last night, it must have been all night, he should be still sleeping now!"

The three of them looked at each other upon hearing this.

No wonder they didn't see the "Two Pole Gate" after falling asleep last night, and they couldn't enter the "Tianyuan City".

Jiang Nan'an thanked the man, and then the three of them passed in front of the man and came to the door of Ran Qu's room.

For some reason, the man didn't seem to intend to go back to the room, nor did he intend to walk away, but stood with his arms folded and stared at them in the corridor.

Beiquan smiled at the man, then raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times.

The room was quiet, no one responded, not even the slightest sound could be heard.

Beiquan reached out to grab the doorknob and twisted it to the right.

"Kada."

The door opened.

Beiquan shrugged, "It seems that Ran Qu forgot to lock the door."

As he spoke, he opened the thin, poor-quality wooden door.

However, in the next second, a scene that no one expected happened suddenly.

Without any warning, Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an suddenly went limp, and fell down together like puppets with broken strings.

Their dizziness was too fast and too sudden.

The man was obviously only three meters away from the three of them, so he couldn't react for a moment.

He stared wide-eyed, opened his mouth wide, with a dazed expression on his face, watched them fall to the ground, and let out a few dull "booms" before he came back to his senses.

"Hey!"

The man rushed forward in two steps.

"You, what's going on with you!?"

It's a pity that the three people who fell to the ground couldn't answer him.

The man grabbed Jiang Nan'an, who was lying on the outermost side, and turned him over.

I saw that Jiang Nan'an was breathing steadily, his face was ruddy, and his vital signs were obviously stable, as if he had fallen asleep. He let him shake and sway, but refused to open his eyes.

The man went to see Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan again, and they did the same.

"Fuck!?"

He was going crazy:

"Are you kidding me!? What the hell is going on!!"

The man instinctively wanted to find someone to help, so he grabbed the door of Ran Qu's room and yanked hard.

The next second, he uttered a hysterical exclamation:

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"