Chapter 8: blue warning

Chapter 8 Blue Alert

On the phone, Zhou Yanan’s cold voice sounded a little anxious.

You can still vaguely hear the whistling of wind, as if you are on your way.

"Captain Zhou, what are you..." Xu Henggang opened his mouth to ask.

“Stop talking nonsense, run out quickly if you don’t want to die. What have you been doing all day? Didn’t you read the solar pollution warning issued by the city?” Zhou Yanan directly interrupted Xu Heng’s words and yelled angrily on the phone.

Xu Heng’s expression changed instantly when he heard this.

“Holy shit, there is an outbreak of solar term pollution in Darong City today?” He exclaimed and rushed out the door without taking any time to rest.

 No wonder I felt something was wrong just now. Although the old house is in an old neighborhood, it’s not so quiet outside at night. It’s probably because of the seasonal pollution and everyone has slipped out.

“Hurry up, remember to run towards the Inspection Department, I’m on my way to pick you up, 伱…” Zhou Yanan’s urging came from the phone again.

But before he finished speaking, the communication was suddenly disconnected, leaving only a rapid busy tone.

Xu Heng couldn't help but stare, good guy, isn't that woman cold?

But...why would she risk her life to come pick me up?

Xu Heng suddenly had an idea, but his speed did not slow down. He rushed out the door and rushed directly to the inspection department.

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected. If it is really solar pollution, then...

Oh, that’s not right, why should I be panicking?

I have already reached the sixth level of Jianqi, why should I panic?

“Just a single solar term is polluted...Huh? Blue warning? I’m your mother...” Xu Heng suddenly speeded up.

He just took the time to look at his phone. The city's Supervisory Bureau had indeed issued a solar pollution warning in the evening. The key was that the warning they issued was a blue warning.

ˆ Solar pollution is a common weather phenomenon, similar to hail and storms.

When the various chaotic solar terms in the air are balanced, everything is fine.

However, if one of the solar terms suddenly increases sharply and reaches a critical point, large-scale solar pollution will erupt, and depending on the type of solar term, the disaster caused by the pollution will also be different.

For example, in Darong City, the most common pollution is caused by the Qingming Festival, which usually breaks out every few years.

 Xu Heng has never experienced it personally. After all, he received early warning every time and ran away in advance. When the relevant departments dealt with the pollution, the city returned to calm.

But he had also heard some rumors.

Some people who were lucky enough to survive the pollution said that during the Qingming festival, they saw an old man from their neighbor who had been dead for many years come back and knock on the door.

Some people said that they had seen several women dressed in retro styles, like the cheongsams of the previous era, waving to him on the roadside and asking him, "Sir, are you coming to play?"

Some people said they heard the roars of fighting and fighting coming from the streets.

Some people even claimed to have seen the rumored Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night.

Most of the pollution experienced by these people during the Qingming Festival is a white warning, which is the lowest level of warning.

It is said that most second-level warriors and above can turn danger into good fortune when they encounter it.

But now, the Supervisory Office has actually issued a blue warning, which is one level higher than the white warning.

This is not something to be underestimated!

It is said that the person who claimed to have seen a hundred ghosts walking at night experienced blue warning level pollution during the Qingming Festival more than ten years ago.

“Why have I been so unlucky recently? First I was framed, and today I went into a dream while I was practicing, and there was a blue warning of Qingming solar term pollution?”

Xu Heng was a little helpless and dialed his senior sister’s phone number while running, but was still reminded that the other party’s phone was turned off.

“Is there going to be an accident?”

He suddenly felt a little uneasy.

With the character of the senior sister, if she knew that solar terms pollution broke out in the city, she would definitely put down everything she was doing and risk everything to pick him up and leave. Only then would she feel at ease.

But now there is no news from the senior sister. Instead, Zhou Yanan said she would come to pick him up.

“Did senior sister ask her to come?” Xu Heng made a bold guess and called Zhou Yanan again, but there was still only a busy signal.

"kindness?"

At this moment, Xu Heng suddenly slowed down.

He has already run through three streets in succession. He only needs to turn at the intersection ahead and cross two and a half streets to reach the Inspection Department.

But now, the intersection in front of us is shrouded in white mist.

The fog was very thick and hazy, like a flood in slow motion, slowly rolling in.

In a daze, Xu Heng caught a glimpse of a vague figure walking in the white mist.

His expression immediately changed slightly and he stopped.

The blurry figure in the white mist also stopped suddenly.

Xu Heng slightly narrowed his eyes.

Through the white mist, one could gradually see the figure of the man. He seemed to be a man, but he was wearing a blue gown and a hairpin tied at the top of his head, looking like an ancient costume.

“No way, did you really make me hit a ghost?”

Xu Heng felt that his teeth had been clenched so tightly that they became sore.

Even though he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, Xu Heng could still clearly feel that the man in ancient costume was looking at him.

“Dingle bell…”

Suddenly, the harsh ringtone of the cell phone broke the silence.

Xu Heng was startled and quickly took out his mobile phone, but continued to stare at the figure in front of him.

After blindly pressing the answer button, hold the phone directly to your ear.

“Hiss…hiss, rustle…”

There is a loud electrical noise coming from the phone, it seems that the signal is affected.

But soon, Zhou Yanan’s anxious shouts came one after another.

“Hey, Xu Heng...do you hear that? Don’t run towards the Prosecutor’s Office. Change the direction and run towards..., do you hear that? Hey...beep, beep, beep, beep..."

The phone suddenly became busy again.

Xu Heng's mouth twitched slightly, "Very good, listening to you is like listening to a word."

This is a broken signal. It’s not good to miss anything, but it misses key directional information.

“Huh?”

Xu Heng was suddenly stunned.

He found that the man in ancient costume in front of him seemed to be walking backwards. His figure gradually became more blurry and almost disappeared into the white mist.

“No, he didn’t move, it was the mist that came over!”

Xu Heng reacted and immediately stepped back.

He could tell that something was wrong with the white mist. It seemed to contain a strong Qingming solar term, but it also gave people a dangerous intuition that sent chills down their spines, making people afraid to get close.

At this time, the man in ancient costume rushed forward, suddenly started running from the spot and rushed towards him.

“Very good, I’m so brave. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, but you still dare to die.”

Xu Heng gave a loud shout. This time I was not frightened. Instead, the other party's move was expected.

From the moment he saw the man in costume, Xu Heng had already rehearsed countless times in his mind that he would suddenly rush towards him.

Of course, even with the cruel words on his lips, Xu Heng's body still turned around and ran away.

He flees, he chases, he can’t fly without wings!

“What’s going on?”

Xu Heng just turned around and took a step, then he stopped abruptly and looked ahead with wide eyes.

Where is my way?

Where was the long and wide road when I first came?

Xu Heng was completely dumbfounded.

In front of him was a simple small street paved with bluestone slabs. There was a thin white mist in front of him and there was no one around.

The street was wet, and the faint moonlight fell from the sky, breaking into stars in the water stains.

There are many shops on both sides of the road. You can vaguely see gray bricks and blue tiles, and pavilions with flying eaves, just like rows of ancient-style buildings.

The signboards of the shops not far away read teahouses, taverns, **** shops, workshops, etc...

“This...where is this?”

Xu Heng felt that his head was about to shut down, and he suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

Fortunately, it’s not a small street in an ancient town, it’s still a familiar street near my old house.

However, as the white fog comes in, the streets that were once familiar are gradually being swallowed up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The man in ancient costume had already rushed to the edge of the white mist and headed straight for Xu Heng.

“What are you doing, ouch…”

Xu Heng's face was full of bitterness. Now there was really no way to escape and it was difficult to fly.

He turned his head again and looked at the small street of the ancient town behind him, and roughly guessed that this was the change brought about by the white mist.

When the white mist from the ancient costume people comes over and merges with this place, the whole neighborhood will change.

So, I can only run.

Xu Heng made a decision immediately, activated his body shape again, and ran straight back and forth.

Although this road has become extremely strange, at least there is no one... and nothing weird!

“Squeak!”

However, just as Xu Heng ran into this small street, an unexpected wooden door opened, breaking the silent night.

“Without a trace!”

Xu Heng didn’t hesitate at all. He raised his hand and clapped forward while running.

The black light in the palm of his hand shone brightly in the night and disappeared in a flash.

Xu Heng's Xiaohan solar term in his sea of consciousness once again spread throughout his body. While running, his whole body gradually faded away and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Only three seconds.

 Xu Heng appeared a few meters away, with his back against a low wall and a wooden cart filled with straw as a cover.

He tried to slow down his breathing and glanced at the place where the noise had just been made.

It doesn’t matter if you look at it, a chill instantly rushes down your spine and into the back of your head.

The door of a house on the right side of the street is completely open, and a figure is hanging on the door beam.

The lanterns on both sides of the door have been lit at some point. They are obviously white lantern paper, but they glow with a **** red light.

Between light and shadow, every detail appears.

Xu Heng saw clearly the figure hanging on the door beam. She was an old woman with messy white hair, wearing a plain blue coarse cloth dress, her eyes wide open, staring at her feet.

At this time, an inexplicable gust of cold wind blew by, and the old woman's body slowly turned with the wind. Her eyes full of hatred and hatred stared directly at Xu Heng.

ifier

Xu Heng took a deep breath on the spot and felt his scalp numb.

Exciting, so exciting!

He did not dare to lower his head, but the fingers hidden under his body were frantically typing on his cell phone, sending messages to his senior sister.

—“Senior sister, save me, save me, save me.”

"when!"

Suddenly, a clear and deafening sound of gongs sounded.

Xu Heng was frightened again.

But before he could react, the houses on both sides of the street that should have been dark suddenly lit up with candlelight.

Zhiah! Squeak! Squeak!

Amidst a series of door push sounds, the wooden doors of each room opened.

People wearing ancient costumes and long hair were walking out with festive faces.

“Congratulations!”

“We are here to congratulate the Situ family on its great day.”

“An old man in the family is like a treasure. He died well. Congratulations to the Situ family for adding a new keeper!”

“Congratulations to the Situ family!”

Many neighbors, men, women, old and young, walked out of their doors to congratulate the Situ Mansion where the old woman’s body was located.

In the Situ Mansion, a few people slowly walked out of the master's house, with tears streaming down their faces, but with stiff festive smiles on their faces.

They ignored the old woman hanging on the door beam, thanked everyone in return, and warmly welcomed the guests into the house.

"I have a long way to go, and I'm almost late. I'm sorry, Mr. Situ."

At this time, another person arrived belatedly from a short distance away. He walked into Situ's Mansion with an apologetic smile on his face. It was the man in ancient costume that Xu Heng saw first just now.

Obviously, with the arrival of that person, it also means that the neighborhood has been completely shrouded in white mist.

Xu Heng hid in the corner and witnessed the whole weird scene. His expression had already stiffened, but he felt like swearing in his heart.

Especially for the costumed person just now!

You were running in such a hurry, you thought you were coming for me, but you were worried that you would be late for dinner?

Xu Heng twitched his stiff cheeks and looked down at his phone again.

Great, it has been turned off a long time ago.

The desperate call-typing message I wanted to send to my senior sister just now was all in vain.

(End of this chapter)

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