Ye Tingbai: "What kind of nursing home and club is easy to transform. Let's go now!"

The two of them took a taxi. After all, his teleportation could not be accurate to the club's location, so they avoided the trouble of Ye Tingbai and disbanded the dream body. After getting on the taxi, the deputy personality said directly: "Qiming Club."

The taxi driver kept secretly glancing through the rearview mirror, but he just didn't start.

Subpersonal personality: "Is there anything?"

"No, no, I just have something to do at home today. I'm in a hurry to go back. Can you get one?"

The deputy personality took out a dagger from his arms: "No."

The taxi driver's forehead was immediately covered in cold sweat, so he didn't dare to speak, so he turned on the accelerator.

The deputy personality put away the dagger and explained: "Don't get me wrong, fruit knife."

The driver had ten thousand words in his mind that he wanted to say, but he had not killed hundreds of people with this temperament and could not practice it at all. He was so scared that he didn't dare to say a word.

Sub-personality: "Why do you want to refuse to take the Qiming Club when you hear it?"

"No, there's really something wrong at home."

The deputy personality put his hand into his clothes again. This time he took out two daggers. The driver was stunned. The cold light on the dagger was dazzling. The fruit knife?

He quickly said, "All the bad rumors were often said that people went in and never came out again, so their peers didn't want to go to that place, for fear of danger."

The deputy nodded, put the dagger back in his pocket, and explained again: "Two fruit knives."

The driver nodded in embarrassment. Even if the man took out a gun, he would not be surprised. He didn't look at the almanac when he went out. What kind of gods were they when he met.

Driver: "What kind of suffering is this? I'm just a renter."

Subpersonal personality: "Hmm? What did you say?"

“No, no…”

The deputy personality put his hand into his pocket again, and this time the driver immediately returned: "I didn't say anything, just complained, the place you went to was a famous ghost building.

Dozens of people have disappeared there in a year!"

Sub-personality: "How many dozens of people?

So many things are enough to file a case, where is the order here?"

Driver: "Who said no, but I have never seen anyone deal with it. And the disappearance is a rumor. No one really has evidence. That, can I put you in the intersection of the street, how many steps are you suffering from it?"

Secondary personality: "OK."

The driver breathed a sigh of relief and found that this person seemed not that difficult to contact. Ordinary taxi drivers are the most sensitive group in the city. The legends between them are true and false, but most of them are not groundless.

If there is such a legend in this place now and with the mysterious recording, it is almost certain that there must be something wrong with that club now.

Subpersonal personality: "How did those people disappear?"

Driver: "Hey, you're asking the right person. I really know one. I've carried a couple at that time. It's said that they were doing live broadcasts for couples.

They gave me a full thousand yuan and asked me to wait outside. I remember that there were screams from the two of them coming from the club, which scared me and ran away on the spot.

I just saw the second room in the left hand when I entered the door, and that blood was so good!"

Sub-personality: "You didn't report the case?"

Driver: "How to say this? It's better to say less than more. I called the police anonymously, but there was no news and there was no movement at all."

The driver finally relaxed. After opening up the conversation, he began to tell the secondary personality that there were no urban legends. He did not dislike the secondary personality and listened with relish.

Finally, I arrived at the get off point and the driver parked the car at the intersection.

"I finally arrived. The room there is still light on. You are suffering from it and it's been two steps. It's the first time I saw a guest who likes to listen to me so much. This trip is worth it!

Don't have money~"

Deputy Personality looked at the taxi driver in surprise. He clearly said nothing. After Deputy Personality got off the car, the driver ran away.

A little white light appeared beside the side of the secondary personality, and Ye Tingbai condensed again

Ye Tingbai: "You didn't show a disgusting expression, it would be very difficult for such people. Secondly, I guess I'm afraid of you and want to ask you, the plague god, to get off the car."

Sub-personality: "It's so strange. I clearly explained it to him, why are you still so scared?"

Ye Tingbai: "Your family brings two fruit knives when you go out?

It looks like a robbery no matter how you look at it, but what do you think about it?"

The deputy personality looked at the brightly lit nursing home not far away, with a little hesitation. He did not keep getting closer, and even took two steps back.

Sub-personality: "It's a whole, I can't see through..."

After being together for so long, there is still a tacit understanding. The overall situation of the sub-personal personality is probably that his eyes cannot see through the club. In the sub-personality eyes, everything can be as bright as the light.

And he could not see through the club in front of him.

Ye Tingbai: "Listen to the recording again!"

The recording was played again, and the content was similar to the last time. It was roughly the same as that of Ye Tingbai. When the recording reached three minutes, the noise appeared again, and the recording time expanded from three minutes to four minutes.

Recording: "The disaster is coming soon, and the only chance is in front of you. The stronger you perform here, the more terrifying the enemy you will encounter.

This is a place created by the external gods, and the difficulty is increased by one level.

The power of the external god is not limited. I have failed. I hope you can succeed. With the last chance, the organizational disaster will come again...

Hesit ~”

Ye Tingbai: "Who is sending me the new content through this recording?"

The voice is a bit sharp, but it doesn't look like a woman.

Sub-personality: "Is the disaster coming again?

I can’t explain the identity clearly, the authenticity is doubtful, and it is extremely dangerous, so I don’t recommend going in.”

This is true in reason, but if you have time, you only have one chance. If Ye Tingbai doesn't believe in recording, then according to the current characteristics of the recording, the world will be completely messed up soon.

Then don’t say that disasters come again, human society will collapse and everyone can predict the future at will. What will it be like?

Ye Tingbai: "The above says that the power of the external god will not be restricted. Maybe this is our opportunity?"

Sub-personality: "Why haven't you ever thought that this is the foundation using recording to deceive you?"

Ye Tingbai: "You are right!"

The sub-personality awakened the dreamer. This recording has been researched by the foundation. It is indeed very likely that the foundation is intervening in this recording.

Ye Tingbai also muttered in his heart, is it a trap?

Ye Tingbai suddenly felt someone staring at him. He looked up and saw the three-story figures in the club flashing by, not seeing who they were.

Ye Tingbai listened to the recording again, and the content in the recording changed again. It began to describe the details found in Ye Tingbai's life. It said many things that others could not know were just to win the faith of Ye Tingbai.

And there will be no one who can know these contents except himself.

This shows that this passage is likely to be Ye Tingbai passing on information to him, and this time he can finally hear something.

Sub-personality: "I heard the word "Dude"..."

Ye Tingbai: "Is it really that I am passing on the message to myself? Let's go and have a look. There is no way out. If even the things in the recording can be known by the foundation, why are we fighting for?"

The sub-person personality did not refute this time, but just pointed it silently. In order not to trigger the rules, Ye Tingbai chose to disperse the dream body and let the sub-person personality enter alone. After all, the recording said that using power outside the external god will increase the difficulty.

With this recording, it is equivalent to an infinite attempt to pass on future experience to the past. The only thing they need to pay attention to is the changes in the recording, because everything Ye Tingbai does now may change the future, thus making the recording change.

And they must always pay attention to the changes in the recording.

The club is clean and the hall is lights very bright. Everything is so normal, it looks like it is operating normally, but the club is empty and there is no one.

The recording was to ask him to go to the fourth floor. If he went to the fourth floor, perhaps everything on the fourth floor would have an answer.

The sub-person personality circled twice in the corridor, neither looking for an elevator nor a staircase. This has only one floor hash, but it is obviously impossible.

The deputy personality was about to go out and climbed directly from the exterior wall into the fourth floor, but when he turned around, he found that there was no door.

The sub-person lies on the wall and listens, but there is no sound. He tries to smash it with his fist twice, which is much harder than ordinary walls, but he does not dare to use the power that exceeds the limit rashly.

The secondary personality moved back two steps, one of which was running, and the arm was swinging, and a punch hit the wall, leaving no trace left. Instead, the secondary personality could not move one arm for the time being.

Sub-personality: "I removed the joints. Normally, even walls with reinforced concrete can be broken. There is something wrong with this."

Ye Tingbai: "There must be a reason why the recording does not mention anything in the club, and this trick will definitely not work.

Go into the room and take a look.”

The rooms in this club are basically written with names, such as the name of the elegant room and the stringed song room, which is like the one used for guests. And like the lobby outside, each room has lights on, but there is no one.

The deputy personality opened the doors of the two tea rooms and looked through them. There was nothing. The room was simple and it was impossible to take a look at it. Now it was like a prison room, with no way out and no way to go in depth.

If there is any danger, he can work hard to solve it, but there is nothing here.

The deputy personality was about to continue looking at the third tea room, but Ye Tingbai suddenly called him.

Ye Tingbai: "Do you feel that the room is a little small?"

Subpersonal personality: "Small?"

Ye Tingbai: "It's the size of the room inside, but there is a difference outside. I feel that the wall is a bit too thick?"
To be continued...