The floor was extraordinarily cold, sitting on it was like sitting on a piece of ice. Su Changxing shivered and got up from the ground. The light in the room was extremely poor, so he could only move forward in the dark, groping step by step, and then seemed to kick something thing.
He looked down, vaguely aware that this might be a corpse, and there was a stink in the air.
Immediately afterwards, a hissing sound was heard in the room, the corpse moved, and a hand grabbed his ankle.
Su Changxing raised his eyebrows, and quickly took out a match from his pocket to light it. With the faint light, everything around him was normal, and the corpse was lying quietly on the ground. What happened just now seemed to be an illusion.
But he was sure it wasn't a hallucination, something really grabbed his ankle just now!
Before the match was extinguished, he took out a roll of newspaper from his pocket, continued the fire, and gradually realized that light and darkness in this world are completely different.
There was nothing wrong last night, probably because he had been sleeping by the stove, and the stove was almost uninterrupted, so he didn't notice the abnormality.
What puzzled him was that all these changes showed no sign of extraordinary power, as if it was the normal state of this world.
Entering through the gate, walking a few steps inside is the living room. With the light of the fire, he saw the stove next to the sofa at a glance. There were some half-burned wood in it. He hurried over, put the burning newspaper in, and then put the The last roll of newspaper was also thrown in, trying to light the stove.
But when the newspapers were burned out, the stove was not ignited, and only then did Su Changxing realize that the wood in the stove had been wet.
The fire was extinguished, and the whole room fell into silence and darkness, only a faint light came in from the gap in the curtains.
Oops!
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of footsteps coming from behind, and before Su Changxing could look back, it was as if he had been kicked heavily from behind and fell to the ground.
He looked back, and vaguely saw a figure standing in the darkness staring at him, showing a malicious expression, holding a half-meter-long machete in his hand, dripping with blood.
When the man raised the knife and was about to cut it down at him, he lit the match again, and the faint light illuminated the surroundings.
There was nothing, everything just now was like an illusion, it was just a pain in his back.
Su Changxing glanced at the corpse lying on the floor of the living room. Taking advantage of the faint light from the matches, he strode over and lifted it up. The corpse was lighter than expected, all the way to the window of the living room, Open the window, let the cold wind blow in, and then throw the body out.
snap~
The windows were closed tightly, the matches were extinguished in the cold wind, and the house fell into darkness and silence again, with only the clear sound of breathing.
Su Changxing looked into the darkness, this time he didn't see the figure, "It really is because of the corpse."
In this world, certain things will change in the dark, long-dead corpses will move again, and ferocious wolves will become weird.
Su Changxing came to the stove again, groping in the dark to clean up the wet wood. He had to find a way to ignite the stove as soon as possible, otherwise he might be in danger.
In the darkness, there was a knocking sound outside the window. It seemed that someone was beating on the window, each time getting heavier and heavier. He suspected that the glass was about to shatter, and his hand movements accelerated again.
snap~
The windows were pushed open!
He also lit the match again at the same time. There was nothing, only the cold wind blowing in, wrapped in fine snow like goose feathers, as if the wind had pushed the window open.
at the same time.
He noticed that there was a book next to the sofa, and he didn't care what kind of book it was, so he tore off the pages of the book, lit it with a match, and put it in the stove to serve as tinder.
He tore off the book page by page, and put it in the stove to ignite. The fire gradually grew stronger, and the firewood was also lit, making crackling noises.
He was also so tired that he lay down on the floor all of a sudden, panting heavily, the fine snow melted on his face, it was cold and scorching hot.
"It's really bad, and I will definitely take it tomorrow.
You are thrown far away. "
Su Changxing closed the window to isolate the wind and snow from the outside, and the room became much warmer in an instant. He rested on the leather sofa facing the stove, drank the remaining water in the mineral water bottle, and wet his dry lips.
After resting for about half an hour, he stood up to observe the surrounding environment, and tried to turn on the light.
Kakaka~
Sure enough, as he expected, there was no electricity in the room, so under the circumstances at that time, he didn't try, but only thought about how to light the fire.
"It seems that a huge change has taken place in this world in a very short period of time, and as a result, no one can be seen in this small town."
Before, he ran into the town with the signal baton all the way. If there were people in the town, they should have found him long ago.
"Or they found me, but they didn't want to ignore me."
Su Changxing squatted in front of the stove, made a simple torch with a piece of firewood, and then began to explore the environment of this house, looking for some food and water, there should be some, after all, there were people active here not long ago.
Next to the living room is the kitchen. There are blood stains on the wooden floor. I don't know what happened before. The previous corpse is probably the owner of the house, and it seems that it was broken into and attacked.
Other than that, there are no other abnormalities, just an ordinary kitchen, even a refrigerator.
The things in the kitchen were scraped by someone, but only roughly, the person was in a hurry when he left.
When I opened the refrigerator, there was a foul smell, as if something had broken.
Su Changxing didn't pay much attention to it, his eyes were locked on the two bottles of Coke on the top floor~www.novelhall.com~ Without thinking too much, he immediately opened one of the bottles and took a big gulp.
There is enough sugar in Coke, which can quench his thirst, replenish energy, and more importantly, relieve his extremely tense spirit.
Then, he found an opened box of biscuits in the cupboard, some of which had been spilled and become damp from exposure to the air for a long time.
This is not a problem, as long as you can eat it.
He immediately picked up a few biscuits and randomly stuffed them into his mouth. The taste wasn't particularly good, but to him now, it was delicacy.
The fire flickered and seemed to be much darker than before. Su Changxing noticed that the torch was about to go out. He put the biscuits in his pocket, picked up the knife on the eucalyptus board, and walked back to the living room. The stove was still burning fiercely, illuminating half of the The living room is reassuring.
After eating two more biscuits, he cut off the lower part of the curtain with a knife, and wrapped it around a wooden stick according to the previous method to make a torch that could burn longer.
He was going to search the entire room next time, at least there should be no corpses, otherwise he might not be able to spend the night safely.