From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 119 Strange Message

There should be quite a few girls playing music on the 14th floor of Jinxia Building.

After wandering outside for a whole day looking for a house, Jiang Yao returned to his room and put away the newly bought daily necessities and quilts. He was originally planning to take a rest, but some strange noises kept coming into his ears, making it impossible for him to sleep well.

When it comes to music, he suddenly remembered the songs he had heard in his past life, which he seemed to have never heard in reality.

He felt that maybe he could do something.

Jiang Yao had already forgotten most of the plots of the novels he had read in his previous life, so he had no chance of becoming a plagiarist.

As for making a movie, there are a lot of things involved, and it is also beyond his ability to complete.

But if it's just about writing songs, that shouldn't be a problem for him. Of course, the prerequisite is that he has to take the time to learn the musical notation.

There is still a lot of work to be done in the Federation, and people in many places cannot even get enough food to eat. Naturally, the development of the entertainment industry is very mediocre. In such a situation, Jiang Yao has written a song, but he has no idea where to sell it!

But it is different in Hong Kong. At present, the entertainment industry here is highly developed and is still in its heyday.

If Jiang Yao is willing, he can write songs and sell them, which should be a good way to make money.

After all, this was a legitimate way to make money, and compared to his original plan of being a street vendor, this way of making money was definitely much more prestigious.

He tossed and turned, and for a moment, he had no desire to sleep.

After considering for a long time, he temporarily put aside the tempting idea of ​​writing songs to sell for money.

After all, in his previous life, he liked to listen to old Cantonese songs, and the songs he could remember were basically those Cantonese golden songs that had been popular for many years.

As an unknown newcomer, even if the songs he wrote could be sold, the price would definitely not be very high.

Just thinking about selling those golden songs at a bargain price made Jiang Yao feel it was not worth it. He felt as if he had lost hundreds of millions.

"If I have the chance, I will set up my own record company and specialize in promoting new artists..." Jiang Yao thought to himself as he touched the few dollars left in his pocket.

The sisters who played music also needed to go to sleep. At some point, the strange music with a strong sense of rhythm disappeared, and the surrounding area began to return to peace.

"Deng...deng...deng..." The sound of women's high heels stepping on the ground came from far away, suddenly waking up the dazed Jiang Yao.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time. Before he knew it, it was already past midnight.

"There are people walking outside at this time. Is it the neighbor next door who comes back?" Jiang Yao muttered, shaking his head.

He buried his head in the quilt and prepared to go back to sleep.

But the next moment, he threw back the quilt and sat up from the bed: "There's something wrong with the footsteps. After passing in front of my door, they continued to move forward, and then suddenly stopped."

"If I remember correctly, my room is the innermost one on this floor."

"Keep going forward. There's only one wall. Where are the other rooms?"

Being a man of great skill and courage, when he realized something was wrong, he was not frightened at all. Instead, he became a little excited.

After putting on his clothes, he jumped off the bed. Then he gently opened the door and appeared in the corridor outside.

The beautiful girls he saw when he came back carrying daily necessities had long disappeared.

Under the dim light, the entire corridor was deathly silent.

After looking around for a while, Jiang Yao's attention was soon attracted by some water stains on the ground the size of horse hooves.

From the elevator entrance to the door of Room No. 16 where he lived, there was a water stain every twenty to thirty centimeters.

Squatting down and looking at the water stains at the door of his house, Jiang Yao tentatively touched them with his hand. He could feel a distinct sense of warmth.

He took a step forward and walked along the water stain towards the elevator door. The further he walked, the blurrier the water stain on the ground became.

By the time he reached the elevator door, the water stains on the ground had basically dried up, leaving only a faint shadow.

"Puff... puff..." Suddenly, several strange noises came from the corridor that he had just walked through.

Frowning, Jiang Yao turned around and looked at the corridor behind him.

In his sight, a rubber ball that came from nowhere was falling in the middle of the corridor and was still jumping around.

Squinting his eyes, Jiang Yao's spiritual perception swept around.

Whether it was the elevator or the corridor, everything was empty and there was nothing unusual at all.

On the contrary, there were many small rooms on both sides of the corridor that made Jiang Yao feel that there were some abnormal situations.

However, the images sensed through spiritual perception are quite different from what is seen with the naked eye.

Jiang Yao could only determine that there were overlapping figures in several rooms, but he had no idea what the specific situation was.

Perhaps, the scene that he felt was not right was just normal operation.

The ancients once said, don't look at what is inappropriate.

Dong Bo only said that Room 16 was not very clean, but he did not say anything about the other rooms!

After not noticing anything unusual in the corridor and the elevator, Jiang Yao withdrew his spiritual perception and walked towards his room.

As soon as he walked into the room and before he could even close the door, he heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.

"You're just a mysterious person. Now that you're here, what's the point of hiding it?"

Pursing his lips, Jiang Yao walked into the bathroom.

The faucet that had been turned off before was now turned on.

After turning off the faucet, he walked out of the bathroom and then lay down on his bed. The sound of water splashing in the bathroom could be heard again.

"Don't f*cking play with my faucet. Water is free. Are you just playing with it if you don't pay?"

"I really want to play, come over and play with me?"

"I promise, as long as you're not too ugly, I won't touch you and will let you do whatever you want!"

With a stern face, Jiang Yao cursed. He jumped off the bed, walked a few steps into the bathroom, and turned off the faucet again.

After doing all this, he squatted in the bathroom and didn't leave. He took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

No one knew where that ghost thing was hiding. His spiritual perception had already searched the entire house several times, but he still didn't notice anything unusual.

When he finished smoking a cigarette and returned to the room from the bathroom, he found that the quilt he had lifted up on the bed had been covered tightly again without him noticing.

Frowning, he walked a few steps to the bed and pulled back the quilt.

There was nothing inside, but when Jiang Yao's hand touched the bed sheet under the quilt, he felt it was obviously wet. He moved closer, checked with his hands, and observed with his eyes, and found that the wet bed sheet vaguely showed the outline of a human figure.

"Deng...deng...deng..." More footsteps sounded from outside and reached his ears.

Jiang Yao opened the door and ran out.

There was still no sign of anyone outside, but there were obviously more water stains on the ground.

This time, the water stains at his door were lighter and almost dried up, while the water stains on the elevator side were still wet, as if they had just been stepped on.

"That damn thing, has it left?" After muttering a few words, he returned to his room.

Looking at the wet sheets, he didn't even take off his clothes and just lay down on the bed.

This time, nothing unusual was found. Jiang Yao finally fell into a deep sleep without knowing when.

After tossing and turning for most of the night, when he woke up, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

"Good morning!" Jiang Yao had just finished washing up and was about to go out for something to eat. Just as he walked into the elevator, a tall young woman with long hair smiled at him and greeted him.

"Good morning to you too!" Jiang Yao nodded with a smile, and then asked, "Are you living here too? Which room? Why have I never seen you before?"

"I live in room six. You just moved in last night, so how could you see me?" The young woman looked at Jiang Yao a few more times with a strange look on her face.

She covered her mouth and chuckled, adding, "When I got home from get off work last night, I heard from Ali and Zhen that there's a new handsome young man here."

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the one who just moved into Room 16, right?"

The Azhen and Ali she mentioned should be the ones Jiang Yao met in the corridor last night.

However, compared with those sisters, the young woman in front of him was definitely much better in both figure and appearance.

Especially the cool and aloof temperament she exudes when she is silent, which has a certain appeal even to Jiang Yao.

"Yes, I do live in room 16!" Jiang Yao nodded and grinned, "We are all neighbors, nice to meet you, I am Jiang Yaozu, beautiful lady, how about you?"

"My name is Li Fei!" The elevator door opened and the young woman hurried in.

Seeing Jiang Yao following her into the elevator, Li Fei quickly added, perhaps fearing that he might misunderstand something, "I'm a singer who performs at the bar. Although I know A Li and A Zhen, we're just neighbors."

Fortunately, she explained this, otherwise, Jiang Yao would have been ready to ask her how much discount she would give him.

If she could give him a 50% discount like the sister Queen Xiao, he was still thinking about whether he should be kind enough to take care of her business when he had more money.

Now that she said that, Jiang Yao was no longer in a position to speak. He could only laugh dryly to cover up his embarrassment.

"How did you sleep last night? Room 16 isn't very clean. Some problems happened to the previous tenants. I wonder if Dong Bo told you about this?"

Seeing Jiang Yao's look, Li Fei sneered again. She deliberately changed the subject and said.

"I am a naturally brave person. It's okay for me to live in that house for the time being!" Jiang Yao responded with a shrug.

In the time it took to finish a few words, the elevator had already reached the first floor.

The elevator door had just opened when Li Fei, who had just said hello to Jiang Yao, hurried out of the building.

Compared with the small county town where I grew up, the pace of life in Hong Kong is much faster.

Most of the pedestrians on the street are in a hurry or strolling leisurely, and it is almost impossible to see them in broad daylight.

After eating a little, Jiang Yao walked around the market for a few rounds.

Originally, he wanted to buy cow's tears, but unfortunately, he searched for a long time and couldn't find anyone selling that stuff.

The room number 16 that he rented did have some big problems, which he had experienced personally.

Although he can detect certain abnormalities to a certain extent through mental perception, mental perception is not necessarily useful at certain times.

Jiang Yao had used cow's tears before when dealing with Huang Cuicui, and he had always been very satisfied with its effects.

He knew there was something strange in his room, but he couldn't sense it with his spiritual perception.

There was no other way, he could only try whether cow's tears could produce any effect in this situation.

In the Federation, feudal superstition has always been the target of crackdowns, but this is not the case in Hong Kong. Instead, things like ghosts, gods, and incense are more prevalent here.

According to common sense, items like cow's tears should be available for purchase here, but unfortunately, Jiang Yao has no connections and can't find such a place at all.

After wandering around for several rounds without any results, he had no choice but to give up and return to his room in Jinxia Building.

Only Jiang Yao could calmly deal with the various abnormalities in the house last night. If it were a more timid person, it would not be surprising that he would be frightened to the point of being admitted to Qingshan Mental Hospital.

There has been no sign of any disaster on the light curtain panel. That thing should not have much strength and it is difficult to pose any fatal threat to Jiang Yao.

However, if this problem is not resolved, it is definitely not a solution. Jiang Yao has to deal with this every night. Although he is not afraid, he cannot sleep well. How can he have the energy to think about other things?

It was broad daylight and there seemed to be nothing unusual in the house. Jiang Yao was lying on the bed, preparing to take a nap, when the pager in his pocket suddenly started beeping.

[Noon, Dingyuan Building, rooftop]

Most of the pagers nowadays can display text. Although the pager he bought did not cost much, it also has this function.

Seeing that the only information displayed was a time and address, Jiang Yao couldn't help but frown.

He just bought a pager.

In Hong Kong, he was unfamiliar with the place and had no friends at all. It seemed that the only person who knew his pager number was a soldier.

If this guy really called my pager, he didn't leave a phone number for me to call back, but just left a time and address here. What does he mean by this?
The more Jiang Yao thought about it, the more confused he became.

He took out a map and looked for Dingyuan Building on it.

The building was not in Yuen Long, but in Yau Tsim Mong, just a few streets away from the Jinxia Building where he was.

After knowing the approximate location of Dingyuan Building, Jiang Yao felt even more confused.

After all, when he left the construction site, he asked Bingzai if he wanted to go with him.

That guy, under the pretext of continuing to work at a construction site for a while, stayed in Yuen Long alone.

Only a little over a day had passed. Normally, he shouldn't have appeared in Yau Tsim Mong.

But, if the person who called his pager wasn't Bingzai, who else could it be?
"No matter who he is, we'll know if we go over there." After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yao gritted his teeth, stood up and walked outside.

(End of this chapter)