Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 14 The Old Ghost Liang Ansheng

Chen Yan was stunned by the sudden news.

Are ogami and glutinous rice fruit lying to him?
But they obviously held the note written by the third uncle...

Thinking of this, Chen Yan put his hands in his pockets.

The note is still there.

He handed the note to third uncle.

The third uncle looked at the distorted big characters "33 Walker Street" on the note, and suddenly frowned.

"This is indeed a note from me, but I don't know any ogami."

He patted Chen Yan on the shoulder.

"This name sounds like a native of Ying Country, Pu Jiezi, do you know that the people of Ying Country have no bottom line in things. One second they called you brothers and sisters, and the next second they might stab you with a knife."

"Let me tell you the truth, even I dare not do business with the people of Ying Country!"

The third uncle's tone contained a warning and some barely audible hometown accents.

"Don't be sold out, and pay back the money."

Chen Yan opened his mouth, but said nothing.

The third uncle's mouth curled up, and he patted him on the shoulder again.

"If you encounter trouble, tell Uncle San, Uncle San will help you solve it."

In Chen Yan's ears, Uncle San's words were automatically translated into:
'Young people just can't do it.

Look, you've screwed up again and have to have Uncle wipe your ass.

But it doesn't matter, uncle is doing this business.

Hurry up and pay.

Or get that apartment of yours.

Or it would be even better if he could sign a deed of sale.

When everything is in place, Uncle will help you settle everything... If Uncle is in a good mood. '

Chen Yan didn't fully trust the third uncle, and became wary of Ougami and Nuomiguo.

New immigrants have no roots in the local area, no family, and few friends.

If you want to live and live well, you must be more cautious.

"Third Uncle, I know it well."

The third uncle smiled and didn't say so much.

He is a master fisherman and knows how to hook fish.

At this moment, the family standing in front of the missionary seemed to have a dispute.

"Vivian, throw away that toy, it's broken, and mom will buy you a better one."

The tall woman looked at the brown teddy bear in the arms of the girl, with fear in her eyes.

"I don't want to do that, Mom."

The girl grinned and made a face at the woman.

Trembling effeminately, she held out her hand to the teddy bear and said in a restrained voice:
"If you don't throw it away, I'm going to tear it up."

The girl responded calmly to the woman:
"If you rip off my teddy bear, I'll rip you off."

The woman's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

The man on the other side of the girl puts his hand on the girl's shoulder.

"Vivian, you can't talk to your mother like that, she is... your mother after all."

The man's words seemed to be more convincing, the girl lowered her head and whispered, "Got it, Dad."

The man touched her head: "Let's go to the zoo today, you can observe those...living lives up close."

He seemed to consider his words.

"We might consider buying them if we can."

The girl raised her head, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

"Can they play with me? Like toys?"

The man nodded stiffly, as if thinking of something, his face twisted, but he finally agreed to the girl's request:
"Of course they can play with you if you stop pissing your mother off."

The girl wanted to say something, but a cold voice suddenly came from behind.

"heresy."

The girl turned her head, and saw the missionary wearing a white top hat staring at her with bloodshot eyes.

The missionary is not young anymore. Although his hair has not turned white, the skin on his face has wrinkled.

Wrinkles covered the entire face like ravines, extremely deep dark circles covered the bloodshot eyes, and the nervous eyes proved his mental abnormality.

This seems like a... lunatic?
The girl had never seen such a terrifying face before, she was obviously panicked, a trace of indescribable fear rose in her heart, she turned her head away from him.

The little hooligan behind the missionary was also frightened by the hoarse word "heresy" and took a step back subconsciously.

He took a step back, his body was a little stiff, he quickly glanced back at Chen Yan, then turned his head away quickly, and took two steps forward.

He seemed to be avoiding Chen Yan.

The third uncle saw the abnormal behavior of the little hooligan, and asked Chen Yan in a low voice:
"This guy seems to be afraid of you, do you know him?"

Chen Yan just felt baffled - he really felt very familiar with this young man.

He had never seen this young man before, but felt that the young man was very familiar,

Where have you seen it?

I really can't remember.

He finally shook his head:
"I don't know this person."

A small group of people quickly began checking tickets.

The ticket inspector is a dull uncle, with no expression on his face and no words, like a wooden man.

There are many such people in the empire, most of whom are numb at work.

Chen Yan was actually very puzzled.
The zoo obviously goes to work at 8 o'clock,
Why is it less than 7 o'clock now, and the ticket inspector is at work?

Chen Yan originally wanted to talk to this new colleague, and asked how to get to Tiger District by the way.

But when he saw the stiff and bloodless face of his new colleague, he felt very strange inside, and couldn't ask a word.

Maybe it was because of going to work too early, the ticket inspector colleague had dark circles under his eyes, and his face looked pale and bloodless.

Chen Yan smelled a strange smell from him, like rancid socks mixed with a strong smell of sweat, covered under his clothes.

The spread of the smell is not large, but it is pungent enough.

Chen Yan didn't have a ticket, but the ticket inspector still let it go.

He seemed to know Chen Yan.

Maybe it was explained to the ticket inspector above?
What a strange colleague.

Chen Yan was at the end, pinching the timing, and finally entered the Byron Weiss Zoo within 99 minutes before going to work.

Entering the main park, the field of vision widens, but the viewing distance is not far away.

Because at this time every morning, the steam buses in Yanan City start at the same time,
The black smoke from the burning coal in the steam engine will cover the sky of the entire urban area in a short period of time, making the entire city look gray, as if covered by dust.

A group of people entered the park, but there was no tour guide, and Chen Yan could not see a guide board similar to the park guide.

While they were looking at each other, the sound of the radio sounded not far away.

"Attention all tourists, animal escapes were found in the tiger area, please don't panic, go to the direction where the fog is thickest, and don't turn left."

The tiger has escaped!

Chen Yan was a little dazed, he really didn't expect to encounter such a thing on the first day of work.

The emotions of the tourists were also agitated because of this. They stood there at a loss, uttering curses unique to the imperial people.

Chen Yan turned his head and glanced at the third uncle with an ugly face, but a strange thought suddenly popped up in his head:

'Go in the direction of the thickest fog and do not turn left. '

'This sentence is very similar to the requirements on the notes left by the note killer before. '

(End of this chapter)