Deep in the Living

Chapter 377 Visitors
Deep in the corner, ████.

On the gray steps covered with cracks and gravel, he was wearing a pair of round-toed purple leather shoes, with black overalls and a white shirt on top.

The man's arms were always stretched forward, holding a beautifully wrapped gift box.

He kept his footsteps low so as not to disturb the other residents here.

Find the corresponding resident's door according to the house number.

He seemed like he hadn't been here for a long time and looked a little nervous.

Take a deep breath,
The thumbs moved the straps.

After some movement of the shoulder joint,

Keeping your hands still holding the gift, take off your shoes and gently place your right big toe on the door panel.

Boom boom boom!
After a while, the door opened with a creaky sound as the door hinges rubbed against each other.

The person standing in the house was not some vicious being.

It's not some scary spirit floating in the air.
Instead, it was a little boy with wide eyes and a cleft lip.

"Uncle Jock! Dad, it's Uncle Jock who's here, and he brought us presents!"

As the little boy shouted excitedly,

The father's voice came from inside the room: "Let him in. It's dinner time. We don't mind an extra pair of chopsticks."

"Uncle Jock, come in quickly and remember to change your shoes."

The cleft-lipped boy put a pair of plastic slippers of the right size on the ground and asked with a curious look:
"Uncle Jock, what gift did you bring?"

The latter did not respond, but just touched the child's head, and a red balloon appeared at the same time as the patting ended.

"Balloons! Balloons! I like balloons the most. Uncle Jock, let's go eat."

The boy walked into the house and came to the restaurant, holding a balloon in one hand and the other's hand painted with white paint in the other.

Two people were already sitting around the long table covered with a checkered tablecloth.
One was an old woman with gray hair and skinny body.

Her pupils had turned completely white and she seemed unable to see clearly. She seemed to have smelled the scent of a visitor and was waving her arms mechanically.

The other is a woman in a long skirt. Her former beauty has been swept away by time, leaving only ravine-like wrinkles and fat accumulated from long-term inactivity.

Her eyes were only fixed on the dishes on the table, not even looking at the guests.

There seemed to be someone busy in the kitchen.

"Uncle Jock" didn't dare to sit down easily before meeting the owner of the room, and he always kept the gift in his hand.

As the sound of the range hood stopped,
A middle-aged man with an apron and a mustache came out, holding the freshly fried dishes in his hands.

"Jock, take a seat. If you have any gifts, put them aside for now."

Jock sat down next to the little boy, picked up the chopsticks skillfully, picked up the juicy meat and mixed it with the rice and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

Seeing that Jock had finished all the rice, the middle-aged man sitting opposite him also smiled with satisfaction.

"Tell me, what's the matter? I don't want to do anything too troublesome. I finally have some free time recently."

Jock said nothing, but placed his hand on the table and moved it horizontally. When he took his hand away again, a photo appeared.

Black and white photo.

It clearly shows three people in the train station.

When the middle-aged man saw one of them, his expression immediately became strange.

Almost at the same time, his family, including the little boy with cleft lip, all maintained the same weird expression, completely in sync.

"Oh? Where did you find it, Jock?"

Uncle Jock still didn't say anything, but turned the photo over with his fingers. Three words were written on the back: Superficial layer.

“Newcomer?

Since you failed, the next time they come into the corner, they will go to the human base and will be protected by layers of protection.

Although I was interested in one of them, it was a bit too much trouble.

Besides, they were just two newcomers, and the woman didn’t become much stronger. How come you didn’t succeed, Jock?
Your fear is no less than mine, right? "

Jock, who was sitting opposite him, kept smiling and didn't say a word. "Sorry, the risk is beyond my tolerance, so I don't need the gift..."

The voice has not fallen,

The gift box that was originally placed next to them appeared on the dining table at some point, just blocking the two of them, blocking each other's bodies and faces.

Only by moving the gift away or opening it can you see each other again.

The middle-aged man finally chose to open the gift.

Presented inside were several pieces of special frozen meat.

"Jock, this is the first time I've seen you being so generous. This kind of meat is hard to get. Are you really that anxious?

Since these people have come to the corner, they will definitely be active here for a long time in the future. Wouldn't it be better to wait until they are not the focus of attention and are alone before taking action?"

Looking at Jock who was smiling and silent, the man finally chose to compromise. With just a look, he asked his wife to put the frozen meat in the refrigerator.

"Okay, I'll help you!

However, let me be clear in advance: if the humans send any troublesome guys, I will withdraw.

And my target is only the person in the photo, I will not cooperate with you too deeply. "

After hearing this reply, Jock nodded with satisfaction, got up and left, put his leather shoes back on and walked out of the room.

However, he did not leave immediately, but waited at the door.

About two minutes later, the door opened again.

The middle-aged man had already changed into a windbreaker that covered his entire body, put on leather gloves, and walked out.

The whole person seemed to be bigger in height and physique than when he was dining inside the house before.

"Let's go."

As the two people left, the view returned to the house.

The table has been cleared.
The red balloon floats alone in the restaurant area.

There was no one in the whole house.

……

【crossroads】

The handcuffs were undone,

Gah!
The crow immediately stood on Rody's shoulder and observed the surrounding situation.

The intersection the three of them were at this time was completely different from the last time.
It is neither a train station nor is it symmetrical on all four sides.

It looks like a residential neighborhood from the 1980s, with buildings no more than seven stories high and various old-fashioned shops open for business.

It was no longer a sunset, but night.

The yellow street lamps provide weak lighting.

Four completely different streets extended into the depths, and beyond a hundred meters they were swallowed up by darkness.

Unlike the "no one" at the train station,
There were actually pedestrians walking back and forth on the street. Although the number was small, they did exist, which was completely different from the previous train station.

However, these pedestrians, both men and women, had long hair that was long enough to cover their entire faces.

Rody asked: "These are 'people' formed by fear entities, right?"

Youzhen nodded, "Yes, there are many streets with pedestrians like this on the corners.

Since these people exist, they have their role. Perhaps they hold the clues to the deeper conditions.

This time we came to a more conventional street area. It looks very large, but in fact the four streets are interconnected, so the search may be easier than at the train station.

We must not separate, even if there is no danger at all, we must stay together.

Anyone who sees balloons or red or other suspicious substances must speak up immediately.”

As they stood at the crossroads observing and discussing,
A beam of light shines,
A bus drove out from the darkness and ran over the three people...

(End of this chapter)