The Naming of the Night

I would like to ask Qidian. Is my monthly consumption of 500 million points made with counterfeit money or an IOU? Or is Qidian planning to refund my money? In other words, which boss from Qidian thinks I am also an operator? In what year did it start operations? How much are the wages and expenses? Competing for online articles is the rule of Qidian, right? Do readers deserve to die in the fight to the end? I spent real money in your company, right? Is this the consumption experience? Is this the attitude of listed companies towards consumers? Cold treatment? Playing dead? Hehe

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(A little more than 4,000, it should be considered a suspense genre, it may not be very scary, but readers can please read it. Thank you. I also hand-drawn a picture of a mask. Please like it) Title: [Night·Scary·Scary·Strange·Talk] "Xiao Chen, I'm sick. How is the person's condition? " "The vital signs are disappearing, but he still seems to be conscious." My name is Chen Jiuge and I am currently working as an intern at Jiangcheng First People's Hospital. Just a few minutes ago, the hospital received a young man who had a heart attack. "What time is it now?" "Twenty-three forty-six." Looking at the faint green light on the door of the operating room, I couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. This was my first practical course. I subconsciously lowered my head and glanced at my arm. There was a series of numbers flashing on it. The first batch of time walkers have returned. The hot searches are all about the "other world". I also got a lot of information from it, but Jiangcheng does not seem to theoretically produce time walkers. ​ Countdown 00:11:44. Leaning against the wall of the hospital corridor, the other world is unknown to me. I have been carefully observing the actions of the people around me since yesterday. None of them subconsciously looked at the small movements of their hands and hips. The whole Jiangcheng was just like normal. "Am I the only one in the entire Jiang City who has the qualifications to enter the other world?" But I quickly rejected this idea as soon as it came up. Maybe there are other time walkers in Jiangcheng, but they are hidden deeper. Time passed by minute by second, and in the eyes without too many distracting thoughts, the pupils suddenly narrowed, and joy and anxiety were constantly intertwined in the heart. It was eerily quiet, there was no one in the corridor in the hospital, the numbers on the arms were still counting down, my mind had never been so clear, and my thinking had never been so clear! 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… The whole world fell into darkness, but soon the dazzling lights stung me so much that I couldn't open my eyes. "Chen Jiuge, I can't stop you if you want to go out to play, but before you go out, you should wear this, it can change your appearance." The man handed me a cat-faced mask, and touched my head lovingly. Although I didn't understand the situation, I have strong adaptability to my role. I took the cat-faced mask and put it on and smiled at the man. "When will you, the successor of the Chen family, grow up? Brother can't take care of you for the rest of your life. Whether you succeed in the future depends on you." I opened the door, and there seemed to be a large dance hall outside. In the dance hall, men and women were shaking their bodies to the fullest and dancing to the passionate beats of the music. I walked out of the huge ballroom. The cold wind blew outside and I couldn't help but shiver. "Is this the other world?" I said to myself, my voice a little hoarse. ​ The mobile phone in the pocket rang at this time. "Hey, sir, are you at the back entrance of Chen's Kinmen Entertainment City? I'm coming over." I frowned slightly. The other person seemed to want to take me to a place and knew my location very clearly. This made me a little disgusted. It is very dangerous for a stranger to locate me. But I didn't deny it because I didn't know whether the caller had known "me" before. ​ "Yes, I am here." I replied, and at the same time I also paid attention to the countdown on my arm. I pulled up the collar of my clothes and put on the hat on the back, because I was not very sure whether the cat-face mask the man gave me had the effect of disguising myself. I hid my entire face except for a pair of eyes. "Okay, I'll be there soon." After the other party hung up the phone, my eyes narrowed slightly. I had taken a few years of psychology courses in medical school, and the other party's answers and tone were very hasty. And mixed with some gasping sounds, there are two possibilities for the rapid luck and panting. One is that he has just completed a very intense exercise, and the other is that something that has just happened that frightens him is caused by his emotional fluctuations and loss of control. I am very sensitive in this aspect, because when I was a sophomore, I interned in a mental hospital called Henshan, where some people with mental illness were imprisoned, and many murderers of serial murders were imprisoned. A few minutes later, a Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of me. There was also a sign with the word "Taxi" hanging on the vehicle. The driver looks to be in his forties. His hair is a little messy, his clothes are still stained with some gray dust, and his eyes are a little tired. He is a very typical driver who drives late at night. "Friend, let's get in the car." The driver smiled and waved to me, looking particularly enthusiastic. But when I approached the door, I suddenly saw a few cigarette butts at the driver's feet that had not been completely extinguished, and they were still flickering to attract people's attention. It should have been smoked in a short period of time, and in the panic, he forgot to throw the cigarette butts out of the window and threw them randomly in the car. This car was probably a private car. Ordinary people would not smoke in the car, but the driver threw the cigarette butts randomly in the car. But I did not show any doubtful expression, but nodded and sat in the passenger seat. After closing the door, the driver turned on the navigation. A strange face appeared in the rearview mirror, and there was no cat mask on it. It seemed that it could really be disguised. "Would you like one, friend?" "No need." "You're welcome, take it!" His tone became very urgent, and his hands were still shaking a little, but he seemed not to be aware of his gaffe. ​ The car radio was playing some drowsy music, but halfway through the song, a sudden electrical noise came. "Welcome friends to listen to the scary and strange stories of the night that are broadcast on time at midnight. I am tonight's announcer and I don't have a name. I will start telling the strange stories tonight."] "What the hell!" The driver slapped the screen crazily, but there was no response. He even started to smash the screen with his fist. I quietly looked at the driver next to me. He was obviously in an inexplicable irritable mood. This reminded me of the way those murderers in the mental hospital looked when they were ill. "I hope all my friends can calm down and listen to tonight's scary and strange talk; The protagonist of the story is a night shift taxi driver. In order to make more money, he endured his sleepiness and took another order. However, due to fatigue driving, he hit and killed a mother and daughter who were crossing the road. When he was still in shock, he drove away and hit and run to the back entrance of Chen's Kinmen Entertainment City. " The driver's whole body froze, with a look of disbelief and disbelief on his face. I could detect fear, shock, uneasiness and a touch of hysteria hidden deep in his heart from his pupils. The voice on the radio continued: "The mother and daughter were very unwilling. Why were they left on this cold road? Why could the murderer escape? What follows is the most exciting part of this scary and strange story..." "Bang !" There was a violent sound from the windshield, and the driver and I both looked forward. There was a girl with a distorted face lying on the windshield. Half of her face had collapsed, but she was still staring at the people in the car with her only eye. Then I felt an icy chill coming from behind me. I slowly turned my head and saw a woman sitting in the back seat. The woman had a bloody wound on her head, and black blood was still pouring out. She seemed to have seen the gazes of me and the driver. The woman's mouth split open. The corners of her mouth seemed to be cracked to the ears, and she started to laugh. "Hehehehehehehe..." Is it a strange soul that seeks life or a sharp and strange thing that hurts people? I seem to have come to a different world from the one described in the hot search. Didn't some people also describe the other world as "healing"? "What a healing power!" I couldn't help but curse. The little girl lying on the windshield was still staring at the driver and laughing. I felt the chill on my back became more obvious, and cold sweat was already pouring on my face. The only way I could do now was to open the car door and get out of the car. My thoughts were still very clear. But this also makes me more convinced that this is not an illusion, so this thing seems a bit weird. With the cat mask on my face, I couldn't see the change in my expression in the rearview mirror. At this moment, the woman sitting in the back seat suddenly attacked me. She was very powerful! The cold hands are pinching my neck tightly! I struggled crazily, and it became more and more difficult to breathe. I felt like my lungs were about to explode! My brain has already produced an ecstasy of pleasure, and my consciousness is about to fade away due to suffocation. The power in the woman's hand is getting stronger and stronger, her movements are not slow at all and even become stronger than before! ​ "Click!" The car door opened, and I no longer cared about that much. My body rolled out of the car subconsciously, and I rolled out of the car with a sudden force. Ben and I didn't have time to rest for a while, because the woman, no, I should say a female spy, had already chased me. "Young man, come up!" Someone on the third floor seemed to be inviting me to go upstairs. I couldn't care less about it anymore. Under the shadow of death, everything seemed irrelevant to me. I went upstairs in three steps and two steps at a time. A lot of salty sweat was already seeping out of the cat-face mask. The female spy was very fast and extremely evil. This was an unfinished building. The door of Room 303 on the third floor was open, and a pale woman pulled me into the room. There was a thumping sound downstairs, and I had no choice but to follow the woman into the house. "Hide under the bed quickly, then everything will be safe." The woman's expression was very bad. "Boom, boom, boom, boom!" The sound came from the corridor again. I didn't have much choice but to hide under the bed and pray that the female spy couldn't find me. I took a deep breath and then held my breath. This state allowed me to not be distracted. There was a lot of dust under the bed and it was a bit choking. The thumping sound of going upstairs outside the door became clearer and closer! "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The female spy has already gone upstairs and entered this room! And the woman who made me lie under the bed disappeared! ​ "Boom! Boom! Boom!" I can feel the vibration of the floor. The female spy has arrived and is coming towards the bed! ​ Very close! Very close! Coming over! Coming over! I can even clearly feel the cold air outside blowing gently on my face, with a moist feeling. Then the sound suddenly disappeared, as if all this did not exist. Are you leaving? I felt relieved. It seemed that hiding under the bed was the right choice. However, just when I breathed a sigh of relief, my eyes moved upward subconsciously. Just by looking at it, my whole body felt like falling into an ice cave at that moment! Less than ten centimeters away from me, on the side of the bed, there was a woman's face, an upside-down face! A suppressed face of ｜xi｜lan was staring at me! At this time, I realized that the female spy hit the ground head first when she got out of the car, and the thumping sound in the corridor was not the sound of shoes, but the sound of the tou knocking on the stairs as it moved! I felt that all the hairs on my body stood up, and I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave. Even if I was a medical student, even if I was very courageous, I couldn't help but turn pale when I saw the female ghost's face. "I found…you…haha!" The female ghost's face was already ｜lan｜disfigured｜, but she still showed her teeth and smiled. I don't know why, but the thoughts in my mind were very clear. I rolled and crawled out from under the bed, and the bed was torn open by the female ghost. The pale woman has long since disappeared. "Isn't this tricking me? Why is my inner world different from other people's? There should be no distinction between the shallow world and the deep world here." It doesn't seem so scary... " The darkness is gradually shrouding, but you have to understand, my friend, we cannot deal with the darkness with gentleness, we must use fire." My mouth opened involuntarily. Is this also the ability of the cat face mask? Suddenly a warm flame rose up and swirled in my palms and on the sides of my cheeks! The female ghost's body spontaneously ignited in an instant. "Do you want to use fire?" The flame lines on both sides of the cheeks slowly receded, and the figure of the female conspirator also disappeared in the flames. The sun shone in through the old windows. I took off the cat-face mask on my face and let out a sigh of relief. The screen of my mobile phone reported the news that a night shift driver crashed into the river, and he also committed the crime of hit-and-run. I walked down the unfinished building, and what came to pick me up was the huge army of the Jin clan consortium. "Brother, no, it should be the extraordinary Chen Jiuge, we are here to take you home!" I walked into the huge warship with the cat face mask in my hand, and I couldn't seem to forget those words: "We cannot deal with the darkness with gentleness, we must use fire." PS: I don't often look at my elbows. It's a book, so maybe some people wrote suspense that they are good at. I learned from the two masters of suspense, Air Conditioner and Dragon, and made this fan creation. Maybe it's because I've read it too much. Personally, I don't think the writing is scary. Readers are welcome to comment, collect, and like. I don't know if I can win an award. I wrote an urban supernatural power into an urban suspense. I don't know if you will hit me after reading it. Thank you for watching.

Jiuzi originally wanted to write a passionate fairy tale, a story in which passion accompanies suffering and saves the world step by step. However, the biggest failure was to use the head of the Qing family to eliminate all suffering. That is, what was originally thought to be a chance of survival, turned out to be the big boss transferring the company's assets to his son. Elbow, you know, class divisions have emerged. I, an ordinary civilian reader, feel that Qingchen and I are no longer in the same class. It's like, my brothers had a hard time getting through. Finally, the boss said to the person next to me, ah, this is all arranged by me. If you pass, my family property will be passed on to you. ? ? ? Emotions All the suffering in our world is to achieve your success? With so many people dying in City No. 10, Is this the city Qingchen's father left him intact? In order to keep the building intact, no bombs were dropped and the metal storm was not shut down early. Countless people died in the last step of escaping the city. Isn't it disgusting? Isn't this a steamed bun made of human blood? How many lives are behind Qingchen taking over this "arranged mass worship"? It's written crookedly! You are too soft on the consortium. You gave it to the Qing family. The Li family has too many positive roles! As a result, the consortium is happy and happy, but one person does not dare to use the sword, and the one who uses the sword is Kunlun, who has not written much about it, and is the tool of the Parents' Association. The result is still that one general can achieve great success, and Qingchen himself still rose to power with the blood of civilians and ordinary soldiers. Even if he killed his father with a righteous sword in the end and satisfied his moral integrity, it was useless. The stolen money was still stolen money when it was transferred to the saint. The people in the book may be grateful, but the readers are watching. Qingchen still hasn't escaped from the cage of cannibalism... His rise to power is no different from that of other capitalists. This is no longer a passionate fairy tale! Once this is no longer true, readers' tolerance for the book's weak logic will no longer exist...

In memory of Mr. Eternal Shadow This is the first time I drew a complete comic. The drawing is not very good, please forgive me (scratching my head) If I have time, I will continue to draw

Yangyang official q version You can take pictures. But it is not for commercial use By the way, upload the theme card too,

Reflection (2) Time suddenly froze, Li Shutong raised his eyebrows slightly and stood up. As he stood up, it seemed as if he pressed some switch. Time was like sand that he couldn't hold. The mirror of the world melted in front of his eyes, and he lost the consciousness of time. The fragments that came from nowhere reorganized into a completely new world in the darkness. New time. Li Shutong sat on a wooden armchair and looked around. It was a completely unfamiliar environment. Places he has never been to. He looked at his arm and was shocked to find that the white lines on his arm had changed at some point. "Return Countdown 48:00:00." 48 hours, that is, two days. Li Shutong thought silently. The next moment, the countdown jumped by one second: countdown to return 47:59:59. countdown to return 47:59:58. countdown to return 47:59:57. Time travel? So when the countdown comes to an end, you have to travel to another time and space, and does the return countdown mean... The time to return to the original place? Li Shutong nodded. Okay. You can still go back and continue surfing. Then what he has to do is to stay alive in this strange place during these 48 hours. As a person who walks on the line between life and death all year round, staying alive is the basic desire in any strange place. So, now is the first day of the countdown... He began to look at this new world. He was in a bright room. Four wooden tables are placed against the two walls respectively, and the other three shabby wooden chairs are all covered with coats in a tacit understanding. The shabby door was open, and there was a washstand next to the door. There were several colorful towels hanging on the shelf, and a porcelain basin filled with clean water. On the wall facing the door is a glass window. One part of the glass is broken and covered with some unknown paper. Out the window was a green forest, with lush trees growing in full bloom; the sun that was about to go down was emitting residual warmth, and he felt it, it was about thirty degrees Celsius. Hmm... If the season here corresponds to what he knows, it must be summer. He silently unbuttoned his tunic suit. No one wears such thick clothes in summer. Li Shutong continued to observe the empty room. There is a layer of green glass on his desk, and there are five or six photos pressed under the glass. Most of them are group photos. Look carefully, the red banner in the latest photo in the middle reads: Happy Graduation from Class 3 and 2 of Luoyang Foreign Languages ​​Middle School in 2017! Li Shutong picked up the composition text placed on the corner of the table and looked through it. He felt a little calmer and had some guesses in his mind. Looking at the situation, it looks very similar to the description of the pre-era school recorded in history books. There shouldn't be too much risk to personal safety? He was looking fascinated when suddenly someone knocked on the door. "Report." He looked up and saw a short-haired boy walking towards him. "Teacher Li, I'll hand in the homework." Li Shutong lowered his head and looked at the homework cover. It says: Class 1 and 2, Qingchen.

Reflection (3) Li Shutong raised his head and looked at the young man standing obediently at the door. The boy who is under 16 is already about 1.7 Meters tall. The uniform of the foreign language school is bright white and ironed. Not as bright as those eyes. Li Shutong somehow felt a sense of closeness. He slowly leaned back on the chair and nodded with a smile: "Come in." The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the green forest into the office, and the faint golden warm light seemed to give Li Shutong a layer of gold. Qingchen walked up to him, and suddenly felt like something was different about Mr. Li. He couldn't help but murmured: "Teacher Li..." Teacher Li? Li Shutong smacked his lips, savoring these three words carefully. He did not miss the moment when the boy shouted these three words to him, the instant reaction of his body. A surge of energy coming from the depths of the soul. He didn't know what was going on. But he has become Teacher Li in the mouth of the young man in front of him.

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