Zhou Changqing looked at the contents of the cup, his nostrils twitching slightly because he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Is it not good for the elderly to drink this kind of tea?

This was the first thought that came into his mind.

"Water, give me water..."

The withered old man hurriedly stretched out his hand with sharp nails, trying to grab the cup.

Zhou Changqing could only put the cup on the table and watch the old man pick up the cup and gulp down the blood in it. A few drops of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth as his throat moved, just like a zombie that had just sucked blood.

Seeing this, Zhou Changqing thought that it was almost time for him to go downstairs to eat, so he took a step back and prepared to leave.

"Then old man, if you are okay, I will leave first."

As he spoke, suddenly, the old man grabbed Zhou Changqing's wrist.

The sharp nails pricked Zhou Changqing's skin, making him frown.

"I want more water, more, more..."

A whimpering sound came from the old man's throat. He opened his mouth, and several sharp canine-like teeth appeared in his mouth, which seemed to have no teeth.

"I want……"

He pounced towards Zhou Changqing.

Zhou Changqing didn't have time to dodge and punched him subconsciously.

Puff——

The old man's face hit Zhou Changqing's fist head-on, and it exploded immediately like a rotten persimmon hit by a hammer.

The deep red flesh and blood splattered onto the wall, and the old man's body suddenly lost strength and drooped down.

"I killed someone?"

Zhou Changqing was suddenly a little flustered. He quickly stood up and wanted to use his cell phone to call an ambulance, but when he took out his cell phone, the old man had disappeared.

The scene around him also changed, from the dilapidated little house to the elevator room.

bite--

The elevator made a sound and Zhou Changqing found himself on the first floor.

He checked the elevator floors and found that there was indeed no fourth floor.

Zhou Changqing hurriedly walked out of the elevator and left the building. He looked back and counted upwards. He found the fourth floor was pitch black and it seemed that no one was home.

"Is it an illusion?"

Zhou Changqing didn't understand what was going on, so he turned around and walked quickly towards the exit of the community.

Just after he turned around, a red light suddenly lit up in the darkness on the fourth floor. In the light, the old man was standing by the window intact, staring at Zhou Changqing.

He was very confused.

Why is this person totally unafraid of himself?

This person's every move is normal, but when facing himself, this is the biggest abnormality.

What exactly did he go through?

The old man wiped the corner of his mouth.

In a blink of an eye, the old man appeared in Zhou Changqing's bathroom mirror.

He stretched out his hand and quickly emerged from the mirror, possessing a physical form.

His eyes swept across the room, catching anything that interested him.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed on a helmet.

He suddenly felt that the helmet seemed to have some kind of attraction that made him unable to look away.

After thinking for a moment, he moved closer to the helmet and got inside.

The next moment, "Zhou Changqing" appeared in **.

He looked around. This place was completely different from the previous environment. It was full of desolation and backwardness.

It's deserted here, no one else in sight.

"Zhou Changqing" got out of bed and walked towards the door.

He smelled the scent of earth and when he came to the door, he found that it seemed to be a small town.

"Didn't I just enter that helmet? How did I end up here?"

"Zhou Changqing" felt extremely confused and didn't know what was going on.

But his instinct told him that there were many things around him that were "similar" to him.

He decided to explore.

"Zhou Changqing" saw some passers-by. He found that the lights were on in the buildings in front, and there seemed to be more people there. He walked towards there. Behind him, the deep forest gave him a sense of danger, and he should not approach rashly.

He observed the people around him and found that some of them were indeed human beings, but some of them were human forms imitated by some kind of muddy mud.

The sight of these two completely different beings conversing and communicating with each other made him feel very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

"I called you so many times just now, why didn't you respond?"

"Zhou Changqing" turned around and saw a thin young man with a foreign look on his face, not like someone from the East.

"I didn't notice."

"Zhou Changqing" evaded the question and wanted to find an excuse to leave, but suddenly he noticed that this person had a very strong fragrance.

This scent of blood and soul is his best delicacy.

We must find a way to get this person!

"Zhou Changqing" thought about it and decided to follow the other party.

"I was wondering why you came back so soon. It's just right. I just had an idea. Let's go to the lab and take a look."

The young man said excitedly, and without saying a word, he pulled "Zhou Changqing" towards the town.

"Zhou Changqing" waited for an opportunity. He followed the other person and watched them enter a room. He was very happy because this was the area he was best at.

And compared to the busy streets, there were only two of them here.

While the young man was rummaging through things, "Zhou Changqing's" nails grew longer and sharper, like knives. Sharp teeth appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he licked his lips.

"Here, this is it."

The other party turned around and gave a blueprint to "Zhou Changqing".

"Zhou Changqing" was originally prepared to give a perfunctory response, but when he saw the drawing, he was stunned.

A certain shudder stirred in his body, and the core of his soul felt like it was being roasted on fire. The heart-wrenching pain made him frown immediately. He tried to endure it, but the words and pictures on the blueprint enveloped his whole body like some kind of curse.

The corners of "Zhou Changqing's" mouth began to twitch, he felt unstable and dizzy.

Those words were like daggers, piercing his soul again and again.

"How about it?"

The young man asked innocently, but "Zhou Changqing" had lost his patience. He dropped the blueprint and ran outside, wanting to return to that **, to his original world.

But those words had completely bound his soul. Not long after he went out, he lost control of his body and collapsed without a form.

At the same time, in Zhou Changqing's home, wisps of green smoke emerged from the helmet, accompanied by faint wailing, and finally disappeared in the evening breeze.

In a small restaurant near the community, Zhou Changqing ordered two dishes and a soup. While eating, he suddenly felt something and looked in the direction of his home.

"When I looked in the mirror just now, was there no face of mine in the mirror?"

He suddenly remembered and his chopsticks fell on the table.