At midnight, the lights of Haicheng Tianxi City Shopping Center suddenly went off three times.
In the surveillance screen, the elevator door on the second floor slowly closed, and the cleaning lady inside was carrying a bucket.
The next second, a picture that did not belong to reality appeared on the surveillance camera——
The outside of the elevator seemed to have turned into a deep sea, with waves lapping against the door panels layer by layer.
The aunt was dragged back by the dark current and clung to the armrest desperately, her nails making a harsh metallic sound.
The scene was silent, leaving only the twisted expression of survival on her face.
When the security arrived, the elevator door opened quietly:
The bucket is there, the mop is there, but the person is gone.
At the same time, in a ruined temple in the south of the city, a young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and holding his cell phone to view short videos sneezed.
He didn't know that a certain dragon vein in this city was shaking, and he was about to be dragged into this "people-eating" Feng Shui bureau...
