real world

Chapter 4 Darkroom
The next day.

Beijing.

Song Xiao walked among the endless crowds in Luogu Lane, still thinking about the scene just now.

According to the script... No, according to his understanding, the letter that Master asked him to deliver before leaving should be a sign of entrustment.

This is easy to understand. Is it okay to leave by myself and find someone to take care of my favorite little apprentice?
The fact is—

After four years of college in the capital, he found the beautiful courtyard house with a quiet and impressive value, quite easily.

Also successfully met the recipient.

I thought he was an old man similar to Master, but it turned out to be a young man in his early thirties with a handsome face and a jade-like face.

You don't need to put on makeup when you change into a robe, and you can be the hero of a puppet show.

The kind that makes thousands of female fans call her husband.

This is very inconsistent.

How could Master ask him to deliver a letter to such a young man?

The key point is that the person didn't say much after receiving the letter.

The attitude... can be considered mild, more accurately, it should be very peaceful.

He looked like he was used to strong winds and waves.

Calm and calm.

Then there is no more then.

Without taking a sip of water, he smiled and politely asked him to leave.

What kind of situation is this? !

Just send a letter... that's all?

Ok.

Maybe you're thinking too much.

Song Xiao couldn't say he was disappointed in his heart, he had been like this since he was a child.

got used to it.

Didn't Master and Qin Sansui still care about him?

The safety buckle pendant worn next to his body was continuously resonating with the golden body scripture he practiced at this moment.

He could clearly feel that his cultivation speed was accelerating.

I thought it was an ordinary object, but it turned out to be a treasure...

Even though she already knew that Qin Qingcheng had some secrets hidden in her body, the appearance of this pendant still gave Song Xiao a feeling that she might have oversimplified her before.

In August, the sun is scorching hot, and the scorching sun hanging high above still can't stop the hearts of tourists in peak season to see the beauty of the world.

Bustling and noisy.

Many times Song Xiao felt that it was good to be an ordinary person.

I am happy with myself, regardless of whether the sky changes or not, regardless of the Yin and Yang worlds, invisible and intangible, so what does it matter to me?

It's a pity that the world he sees is different from others since he was a child.

Like now.

In the eyes of others, it is a sunny day with a clear blue sky and bright sun.

But in Song Xiao's eyes, above the endless sky, there are vast rolling mountains!
There is a flying stream going down three thousand feet, and the incomparably spectacular waterfall is roaring!
There is a huge roaring river that does not know where it is flowing!

There are divine birds that can only appear in myths, and giant beasts that are as big as mountains!

You can even occasionally see great monks flying into the sky and escaping from the ground... for a moment.

Yes.

This is the world in his eyes!
He is young and inexperienced, and often describes the world he sees to adults.

As a result, his parents took him to see a large number of psychiatrists, and there was always only one conclusion-hysteria.

The loss is his own, otherwise he might have to go to a mental hospital for the elderly at a young age.

It wasn't until I met Master that all this changed completely.

Song Xiao, who gradually became "normal", passed elementary school, junior high school and high school smoothly, and was admitted to a prestigious school with excellent grades.

He didn't want to go back to his hometown.

There, only his parents felt that he had returned to normal.

In the eyes of other old neighbors, this child has been a demon since he was a child, not a normal person.

So much so that after he was admitted to that top prestigious school, the first reaction of many people who knew him was—how is it possible?

After reluctantly accepting this fact, he became an example used by those people to educate their children.

It's just the words...it's very annoying——

"Look at that boy from the old Song family, he was still mentally ill when he was young, but he was admitted to a top prestigious school when he grew up!"

"You are so smart and excellent. As long as you study hard, you will definitely be much better than Song Xiao. Let me tell you, he has been..."

"People with mental disorders can be admitted to good universities, what's wrong with you?"

So he rarely went back these years.

I don't want to be watched, and I hate being pointed at.

Now he is living a very prosperous life in Qingbei County, and he can do both business and practice.

Don't look at the many people clamoring all day long that they don't believe this or that, but nothing happened.

Really met, they are often more devout than anyone else!
At most, question his age for the first time, and when the problem is solved, it is guaranteed to be a master.

That attitude is called respect.

It's a pity that the world is about to undergo drastic changes, and even Master has to leave his comfort zone to work hard in that world.

Otherwise, it's fine to go on like this.

After the letter was delivered, Song Xiao, who was in a relaxed suit, planned to stay in the capital for one night before returning. The hotel was nearby, so he wandered over there.

This place full of human fireworks made him feel particularly comfortable.

Suddenly the scene in front of me changed!
First the noise stopped suddenly.

It became quiet all around.

As if the pause button was pressed, there was no sound at all.

Then, the bustling crowd blurred and disappeared in an instant.

Instead, there was a huge, glowing green... underground parking lot!

It is the same in all directions, and there is no end in sight.

Song Xiao frowned and stood there in a daze.

This scene is no stranger to him.

Many people in foreign countries call this kind of place "darkroom" or "back room".

It is usually a special space formed by the interweaving of another dimension world and the real world.

To Song Xiao who could see another world since he was a child, this kind of place was really a little childish, not a big deal at all.

What surprised him was how could a darkroom appear in the capital?
As the core of the dragon's veins, since ancient times, there have been powerful magic circles set up here to protect it.

Dragons have to be locked up here!

Even if other dimensions extend here by accident, they will be blocked!
Unless... is artificial.

Song Xiao was a little annoyed.

For ordinary people, the darkroom is still very dangerous.

Even for the most elementary level, it is not so easy to get out.

If it is advanced, you may even encounter some weird and powerful dimensional creatures inside, which is even more ominous.

But for Song Xiao, it was really easy to get out from here.

No need to take chances, just take a few steps and you can walk away calmly.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white shadow flashing past the front right.

Looking at the endless mysterious space.

Dire green light.

Ghostly white shadows...

It's kind of scary like a horror movie.

Song Xiao just felt bored.

He didn't want to cause trouble and planned to leave directly.

Huo Di!

A pale face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were as black as ink, and the whites of her eyes could not be seen, and blood was still flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Accompanied by a cold smile.

Song Xiao raised his hand and slapped him.

Snapped!
It was drawn heavily on this big white face.

A faint golden light bloomed between Song Xiao's fingers.

The opponent was stunned on the spot!
It took two or three seconds before giving the due response——

"what!"

A terribly shrill scream sounded instantly.

next second.

Almost without any hesitation, he ran away in a hurry.

It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Song Xiao took a few steps forward, and the surrounding scene changed.

The hustle and bustle is heard, and tourists are like weaving.

Just as he was about to leave, a young man in his early thirties suddenly appeared in front of him, not too tall, with a cropped cut.

Looks very energetic.

At this moment, he looked at Song Xiao with a dull gaze, with a look of disbelief.

"Is this out?"

Before Song Xiao could respond, he put on a warm smile and stretched out his hand: "Congratulations, you have successfully passed our test..."

Song Xiao ignored the outstretched hand and frowned at him: "You must be a little seriously ill!"

Test your sister!

Who are you?

Although I faintly felt that it might have something to do with the letter he sent, I was very upset.

Talk about something, test yourself?

Don't know if I'm timid?
Song Xiao didn't want to pay attention to this person, and planned to stay in the hotel overnight before returning to Qingbei County.

The water in the capital is too deep, can't afford to provoke or hide?

But the young man followed: "Song Xiao, right, don't go, listen to me..."

"I thank you! But please stay away from me!"

Song Xiao rolled her eyes, and walked quickly towards the hotel.

"Sorry to test you in this way, but this is a necessary step to enter our organization..."

"We have no malicious intentions..."

"brother……"

Song Xiaochong, who had already walked to the entrance of the hotel, waved to the security guard: "Brother Security, I'm a resident, and there's a psycho following me..."

The security guard immediately picked up the intercom with a serious face and walked this way.

"Hey, don't... listen to my explanation..."

The young man rushed to the security guard and said, "Brother, I'm not crazy. I know him and I have something to do with him."

The security guard grabbed the intercom and looked at the young man vigilantly: "Sir, please don't harass our guests. If you don't leave, I will call the police!"

Song Xiao nodded to the security guard: "Yes, yes, call the police! I am very scared now, please stop him for me, thank you!"

He walked into the hotel without looking back.

The young man looked helplessly at Song Xiao's back disappearing, thought for a while, gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone and booked a room here too.

Then show the information to the security guard: "I am also a guest here now, can I go in and check in?"

The security guard frowned and felt that there was something wrong with this man.

But when he thought about the handsome appearance of that young man just now, he suddenly felt that he understood.

I looked at the young man again and again, and finally warned: "I understand that you have special interests, but it's best not to harass others, otherwise I will really call the police!"

"All right... No, I have a special hobby of Mao?"

The young man responded angrily, and walked into the hotel quickly.

At this moment, there was no sign of Song Xiao in the lobby.

"Fuck..."

The young man was speechless, sat down on the sofa in the rest area, took out his mobile phone and checked out.

One night, one thousand eight, I only live here when I am sick!
Song Xiao returned to the room, thinking about it too.

The other party was obviously coming at him, whether there was any malice... It's hard to say.

A special space like a darkroom is very dangerous for ordinary people.

Not to mention making a very scary piao, even a little timid can be scared out of illness.

You say the test is the test, how old are you?

So he didn't want to have any interaction with the other party, and he was not interested in joining such an inexplicable organization.

Just then, the phone rang.

Song Xiao glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number from the capital, after thinking about it, she picked it up anyway.

The other party was very polite: "Hello, is this Mr. Song Xiaosong?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"I'm Zheng Ting, Section Chief of the Second Talent Section of Tianting's Office in Beijing. Someone recommended you to me. I misunderstood you just now. That person is from my side..."

Song Xiao: "..."

"Sorry, there may be some problems with the way he communicated with you. Let me apologize to you on his behalf. Don't mind, can you go downstairs with him and talk to me?"

Tianting...Beijing Office?

Let this be funny to me, right?

Seeing that Song Xiao didn't respond, he persuaded again: "Anyway, at least meet and talk. Please rest assured, we don't have any malice towards you."

Song Xiao hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

The person who recommended him in the other party's mouth is most likely the previous recipient.

Then this may be what Master meant.

In addition, Song Xiao is quite interested in being the supreme palace where the legendary gods reside.
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