I don't want to work hard after I've fallen into an ancient god

“c市气象台2167年7月4日18时发布重要天气提醒：据最新气象资料分析，4日19时我市将有明显降水过程，

During the rainfall, the concentration of pollutants in the air will increase significantly. During this period, residents are advised to go out carefully and do not stay for a long time.If you go out, please do a good job of protection, wear raincoats, goggles, masks, etc., and do not directly touch dirty substances..."

The voice of the weather forecast came from the bus radio, and the passengers couldn't help complaining and worrying.

Ji Xuewen looked out the car window, the world was already dark at six o'clock in the evening, and what he saw depended on the dim light from the street lamps on both sides.

Ji Xuewen calculated the time, and the bus was still about ten minutes away from the platform near his home. If there were no accidents, he would definitely be able to get home before 19:[-], so he felt relieved.

[The reason why the accident is called an accident is because of its unpredictability. Unfortunately, my journey home was not smooth. ]

A voice sounded next to Ji Xuewen's ear. This voice was very familiar, just like Ji Xuewen's own voice, as if he was talking to himself.

Ji Xuewen raised her head subconsciously and took a look around. Some of the passengers beside her were looking out the window, and some secretly glanced at him from the corner of their eyes. After touching his sight, they shyly avoided, but there was no one like him. Looking around, looking for the source of the sound, it was obvious that no one heard the strange words just now except him.

"Is it an illusion?" Ji Xuewen frowned and thought.

At this time, the voice sounded again: [The rain mixed with the filthy smell came earlier than the weather forecast said, this is the first accident. ]

Ji Xuewen looked out the car window, only then did he realize that there was already a drizzle of drizzle outside.After he noticed this change, the original drizzle grew a little stronger and became clearly visible.

They tick-tocked against the windows with a crisp sound that made the other passengers notice the change.

"The weather forecast is really inaccurate. Didn't it say that it would rain at seven o'clock? Now it's only a little over six o'clock, which is three to four ten minutes earlier! This is too outrageous." The passengers on the bus complained.

The driver said loudly at this time: "Everyone, don't worry, I have raincoats on my car for sale, 50 sets, if anyone wants it, come and scan the QR code."

The price of 50 for a set of raincoats is a bit outrageous, but the filthy rain hitting the window made everyone feel uneasy, and everyone can accept it.

There happened to be a platform ahead, and the driver temporarily parked the bus beside the platform, took out a large pocket from under the seat, held up a QR code, and asked everyone to line up: "There are not many people on the bus, and there are enough raincoats, everyone Don't grab it, come one by one."

Ji Xuewen hugged her coat, the rain outside was getting heavier, and the puddles on the ground had black luster, making people very uneasy, just in case, Ji Xuewen decided to buy a coat a raincoat.

[The fast-moving bus stopped suddenly in one place and did not move for a long time. Is the driver waiting for the dirt on the side of the road to get on the bus? ]

[no?But the filth has already come up...]

A voice similar to the narration sounded again, and after a brief moment of daze, Ji Xuewen realized the meaning of the narration, and immediately urged: "Master, it's getting late and it's still raining outside, hurry up and drive, put the QR code next to you." We clean it ourselves, and no one will take extra raincoats."

The passengers agreed for a while, the sky was getting darker and darker, everyone wanted to go home quickly, and didn't want to be delayed on the road any longer.

The driver understood everyone's feelings and was anxious himself, so he hung the listing plate with the QR code on the vertical bar, sat in the driver's seat and was ready to start the car.

No one saw when the gray figure appeared. By the time everyone noticed him, he had already closed the door, passed through it bit by bit, and stepped on the bus.

This filth still maintains a human appearance. He is wearing a gray suit. The clothes look very cheap, and even the broken threads of the cuffs can be seen.

He looks about 50 to [-] years old, with an old face, a dull expression, and a fat body, which makes his suit bulging, which makes him look very ill-fitting.

The rain soaked his whole body and slowly slid down his hair, leaving a pool of wet marks on the ground he walked on.

The dull expression and strange body are telling the passengers in the car that this is a filth that has been corroded and polluted by foul air.

The filth is irrational, unable to think, and very dangerous. Only the scorching hot spiritual power of the awakened ones can dispel and purify the filth around them, and pure physical attacks cannot kill them at all.

For ordinary people, they are dangerous.

Ji Xuewen hugged the raincoat he just bought, and sat there with a stiff expression, until the man in the suit walked past him, then he quietly turned on the phone and pointed the camera at the rear. He saw the man in the suit stiffly After walking to the last row of seats and sitting down, there was no other movement.

[The familiar smell of filth haunts me again, but this time, I won't continue to endure all this. ]

The flat narration voice suddenly became a little angry, and there was a strong resonance and penetrating power in the voice. Ji Xuewen's eyes went dark, and he suddenly felt bursts of pain in his chest, making him feel out of breath .

Ji Xuewen didn't know what happened, but she felt that she was not in a good state at the moment.

What was that voice that appeared like a narrator from time to time, the 'I' it called itself... and who was it?

Ji Xuewen's thoughts were confused for a moment, and the oppressive feeling in his chest made him unable to concentrate on thinking about the problem.

Before he knew it, the bus was about to arrive at the platform near his home. In order to remind passengers to get ready, a thoughtful announcement was made.

Ji Xuewen didn't care about the weird thing sitting at the back of the car, he stood up, took out the raincoat from the plastic bag and put it on for himself, and at the same time reminded the driver: "Master, stop at the platform ahead, I want to get off."

Seeing that he was about to arrive home, the passengers around all cast envious eyes at him, and at the same time reminded in a low voice: "Little brother, please keep your voice down, don't wake up that thing behind..."

Ji Xuewen moved lightly: "Are you going to get out of the car later?"

Being in the same space as a filth made Ji Xuewen feel scalp numb and insecure.

The passengers looked at each other, a girl shook her head first, and said, "No, this filth doesn't look very dangerous. And it's still far away from my house. If you get off the bus and walk back, who knows if you will encounter other filth on the way?" Things, forget it."

What the girl said was reasonable, but the other passengers shook their heads and were not going to get off the bus.

Ji Xuewen couldn't provide a place for everyone to stay, and he didn't persuade the driver much. After the driver stopped at the platform in front of his house, he put on his raincoat, tightened his shoes and socks, and wiped all the parts of his body that might be hit by the rain. Cover up.

Then he dashed down from the car and rushed into the residential building behind him swiftly.

[Passengers in the car all have their own destinations. I got off the bus at the destination, but the dirt on the car is still there. Where is its destination? ]

The world outside the car was covered by the noise of rain, so Ji Xuewen did not hear this narration.

He ran all the way into the corridor, blocking the majestic heavy rain before stopping.

The filth was spreading in the rain, so naturally Ji Xuewen couldn't go home directly.

He took off the raincoat by rolling it from the inside out, carefully avoiding every stain, rolled up the raincoat and put it in the recycling port in the corridor before continuing to go upstairs.

Ji Xuewen stomped her feet and stepped on the voice-controlled light in the corridor.

The wild cat in the glove box next to it gave a trembling squint and greeted Ji Xuewen, then retracted its head back into the cardboard box.

Ji Xuewen scratched her hair and went home.

Maybe the rain and wind were too strong today, or maybe something bad got on him from the filth in the car. Following the chest tightness, Ji Xuewen started to have a headache and chills all over again.

On a summer night in July, Ji Xuewen turned on the air conditioner to make the room warm, and he felt better after taking a hot bath.

Because she didn't feel hungry, Ji Xuewen tucked into the bed and fell into a deep sleep without eating.

It wasn't a good night's sleep.

Ji Xuewen had a nightmare. In the dream, his limbs were tightly bound, and then he was stuffed into a small space.

There was no oxygen in the space, making it difficult for him to breathe.The space is constantly shrinking, and his body is also forced to tighten, enduring the attitude of being crushed and squeezed.

He had almost no place to live, for a moment Ji Xuewen thought he would die in a dream.

Ji Xuewen was awakened by a mobile phone ringtone. The moment he opened his eyes, Ji Xuewen still had the confusion of survival in his eyes. He stared blankly at the chandelier on the roof, and the ringing continued. Ji Xuewen was dull After a while, he reached for his phone.

It's past six o'clock in the morning. It's a call from an unknown person. It looks like the number is a landline. Ji Xuewen answers the call.

"Hello, are you Mr. Ji Xuewenji?"

Ji Xuewen responded, "I am..."

After speaking, Ji Xuewen realized how hoarse and dry her voice sounded, and a sharp pain came from her throat.

He coughed terribly, and it took him a while to get back to normal.

Ji Xuewen sat up, wiped off the sweat from her forehead, and turned off the air conditioner.

He replied, "I'm Ji Xuewen, may I ask who you are?"

The female voice on the opposite side replied: "Hello, Mr. Ji, I am a policeman from the Yuzhou District Police Station. I need to know something about you. Where are you now?"

Ji Xuewen didn't understand why the police station found him, but he replied cooperatively, "I'm at home."

"At home? I checked the surveillance and found that you took the No. 5 bus last night. Did you go home after getting off the bus? Did you go anywhere else?"

Ji Xuewen replied wearily: "No, I probably fell ill yesterday. I took a shower and fell asleep after returning home. I didn't go anywhere else. Comrade police, what happened to me?"

"It's like this. Someone found a floating bus in the Grand Canal this morning. After salvage, we found that it was the No. 5 bus in the city. Eleven victims were found including the driver.

Because of soaking in water for too long, the faces of the victims were already swollen.In order to confirm the information of the victims, we contacted the station company to retrieve the monitoring, and later found that after 6:13, that is, after the rain, the monitoring on the bus stopped operating.The monitoring screen recorded before the operation showed that there were [-] passengers in the car, including the driver, which did not match the number of victims.

After a screening investigation, we confirm that you are the only survivor of the incident on the No. 5 bus. "

Ji Xuewen clenched the five fingers of the phone suddenly, and the voice on the other side of the phone continued: "...so we want to understand the situation with you. May I ask what happened on the No. 5 bus last night? Do you know that the surveillance is Who cut it off?"