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Early in the morning, under the sycamore tree.

The sun is warm, the breeze blows gently, the green leaves are swaying, and the light and shadow are mottled.

A short-haired boy wearing a blue and white school uniform was leaning against a tree, chewing on steaming seaweed rice balls, and looking at the sparkling canal water in front of him in ecstasy.

Li Sheng is a sophomore in high school. His parents died when he was young and he lives with his aunt and his family temporarily.

For some reasons, the family atmosphere was quite weird. Li Sheng rode his bike to school every morning, so he used the excuse that he liked to eat rice balls from the food stalls east of the school and deliberately took a long way around instead of walking with his cousins ​​who went to the same high school.

Before I knew it, I had finished eating the seaweed rice balls. He balled the plastic bag into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and said to the food stall owner: "Uncle Chen, let's go."

The stall owner nodded, "Well, be careful on the road."

Li Sheng, who was pushing the bicycle, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Uncle Chen, are you still going out to set up a stall at night?"

The stall owner was a little confused, "Hey, the kids at home have to go to school."

"Then, pay attention to safety. The city has not been very peaceful recently."

Li Sheng had no choice but to say this and ride towards the campus.

In the past year, there have been more and more bizarre urban ghost stories circulating on the Internet.

What bus that only runs at night and is loaded with corpses;

You will die within seven days after receiving the murder text message;

Shopping mall mannequins wearing human skin and pretending to be human;

Li Sheng even saw a short video on the Internet - a few teenagers were skateboarding in the park and accidentally knocked over a trash can, and a charred human head covered with maggots fell out of the bucket.

Li Sheng often went to that park when he was a child, so he was very familiar with it, and the time shown in the video was just a week ago.

What’s even more outrageous is that this case is completely unknown on the domestic Internet and cannot be searched. The park is still bustling with people.

Out of some concern, Li Sheng bought a Swiss Army Knife from Taobao and put it in the outer pocket of his schoolbag - although he also knew that such a short knife might not be of much use in real danger.

The bicycle passed through several intersections and turned into a tree-lined avenue. Across the traffic flow of luxury cars, you can vaguely see the gilded characters of Zhuo Yue Middle School.

As a middle school and high school integrated private middle school that ranks among the best in the city in terms of comprehensive conditions, Zhuo Yue’s students either have rich and powerful families, or the students themselves have exceptionally good grades, or they have average grades and need to spend a lot of money to attend.

Mixed in among the glamorous classmates, the inconspicuous Li Sheng stepped into the campus. Accompanied by the sound of reading, he walked into the classroom of Class 5, Grade 2 and sat down.

"Brother Sheng, you're here, let me copy your homework. I stayed up all night last night playing that VR horror game produced by Prometheus. I have to say, it was really exciting."

The faxiao named Han Letian skillfully took out the math homework booklet from Li Sheng's schoolbag hanging behind the chair, and compared it with several other homework books. From time to time, he muttered a few words, "Is the answer to this question B, or is it 13? Why are you writing so vaguely?”

"Hand in the homework. Hand in the homework."

The girl named Mu Yulu at the front desk turned around and saw Li Sheng who was wandering in the world, and asked: "What are you thinking about? Just stay here in a daze."

"I was thinking that the third smartest animal on earth is a dolphin and the second smartest is a chimpanzee,"

Li Sheng turned around and asked seriously: "What is the most intelligent animal?"

"You're crazy again. You're in a good mood."

Mu Yulu rolled her eyes, took away her English homework from his desk, and handed it to the front seat.

Mu Yulu, Li Sheng, and Han Letian have known each other since childhood.

As a child, Li Sheng was particularly lively and active, with out-of-the-box thinking. He perfectly fit the definition of a mentally ill person with broad ideas and a brain-disabled child with lots of joy.

How about picking up relics in the crematorium and throwing away the dead in the morgue;

I had a nosebleed and thought I was the reincarnation of a tomato;

The school organizes activities to visit the elderly in nursing homes, and gives English listening exercises to grandparents and grandmothers who are hard of hearing to practice their listening;

When bidding farewell to the substitute teacher, he stood on the podium and cosplayed "Dead Poets Society";

I was almost taken to the police station by frightened police uncles and aunts because I snorted white allergic rhinitis medicine powder at the subway security checkpoint and kept saying "Mrs." in relief.

That is to say, growing older has made him calmer and become a normal person.

Or at least a semblance of normalcy.

"Good morning."

A girl named Ye Jiaying walked into the classroom, greeted Li Sheng with a sweet smile, and sat on the seat to his left.

"You're welcome." Li Sheng was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.

"No, Brother Sheng," Han Letian poked him with his elbow with a joking look on his face, "Your answer is too low."

Li Sheng glanced at him sideways and lowered his voice: "What else? Do you have any good words?"

Han Letian said seriously: "You should say that the morning when I see you is the best."

"Hey, can you be more aggressive? You're so angry that the US military is coming to attack you." Li Sheng rolled his eyes and said, "Just copy your homework."

Campus life is as peaceful as usual.

Class, get out of class, lunch, lunch break, and school are over normally. Li Sheng left with his bag and rode to Zhao Ji Dessert Shop to work.

The store owner, Uncle Zhao, is very nice and his hourly wage is sufficient. If the store is not busy, Li Sheng delivers cakes as a delivery rider. If the store is busy, he'll do it too. After a year of practice, I am ready to become a teacher.

After working in the dessert shop for a few hours, I looked at the time again, and it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

Li Sheng shouted: "Uncle Zhao, I'm off work."

"Oh, okay." The boss's voice came from behind the plastic roller curtain, "You can take the milk tea on the table and drink it. A customer has temporarily canceled the order, so don't waste it."

"Well, thank you uncle."

Li Sheng put on his schoolbag, took the milk tea, and left the dessert shop on his bicycle.

It was late at night, and the alleys in the old city were narrow and dark. The young man was sipping milk tea and pedaling his car slowly.

boom--

A dull sound came from far away, not like thunder.

Li Sheng followed the sound and looked sideways, only to see that the city lights in the distance suddenly went out. From the neon lights of high-rise buildings to the street lights, they all fell into darkness.

boom!

There was another muffled sound, and all the lights in another part of the city went out.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The sound became faster and faster, and the whole city seemed to have suffered a blackout and plunged into darkness.

Only the street lights in the neighborhood where Li Sheng was located were still emitting a faint light.

The sudden and strange situation made his heart beat involuntarily. Subconsciously I took out my phone and saw that there was no signal in the upper right corner.

what happened

Just when he was confused and stunned, a strange force hit Li Sheng on the back, knocking him and his car away hard and hitting the brick wall of a community.

"Cough, cough."

Li Sheng's eyes were filled with stars, he coughed and got up, only to see that the one that had just knocked him away was a deformed monster.

It looked like a mixture of a spider and a killer bee, and was as tall as a person. It had four pairs of compound eyes on the top of its head, with three droplets of condensed blood embedded in the middle of the compound eyes, like red amber. There are two pairs of membrane wings on its back, its body is covered with brownish-yellow fur, and its tail has a long and narrow needle.

Puff!

The monster spit out dense spider silk, accurately covering Li Sheng's mouth, nose, and hands, and firmly sticking him to the stone wall. Can't break free.

Only then did Li Sheng notice that he was not the only victim on this street - there were also two people clinging to the opposite wall.

One person was in a suit and leather shoes, looking like a white-collar worker who had just gotten off work. The other person was wearing a riding helmet and a standard blue vest, and seemed to be a driver.

The three preys all stuck to the wall. The bee-shaped monster slowly flew closer and came to the first victim. Ignoring the latter's struggle and roar, it pierced his chest with a needle and began to suck slowly.

Accompanied by the sound of "gurgling", the fat tail of the wasp-shaped monster kept squirming, pumping blood and bile like a water pump.

The victim's chest and abdomen shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Loose skin hung from the bones.

The whole eating process is neither fast nor slow.

The driver next to him was so frightened that he kicked the wall desperately, trying to free himself. But with your hands trapped, it's all in vain.

Li Sheng was helpless. His mouth, nose, cheeks, and chin were all covered with cobwebs, and he couldn't breathe. The feeling of suffocation due to lack of oxygen rushed straight to his brain, and his eyesight was getting darker. Unable to help themselves.

Vaguely, he could see that the bee-shaped monster had sucked the first victim dry and pierced the second victim's chest with its spikes.

The driver's whimpers for help quickly faded away. Like a candle that has been snuffed out.

At the critical moment of life and death, Li Sheng's ferocious expression suddenly calmed down, his brain seemed to be immersed in ice water, and his thinking was extremely clear.

The first is to get out of trouble. The wrist of his left hand was stuck by spider silk and could not move. Only the wrist of his right hand was stuck by the clothes. The right hand itself still had some room for movement.

Use all your strength, twist your whole body, retract your right hand, and thread it out along the collar of your clothes.

With one arm freed from the trap, he tried to scratch his face and found that the spider silk had solidified and was extremely tough and could not be torn off.

The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger. Li Sheng groped backwards and unzipped the outermost zipper of his schoolbag. The Swiss Army knife for self-defense was hidden in the mezzanine.

He took out his saber and broke it open. He used the sharp blade to cut the spider silk on his face desperately. Twenty seconds passed and only the outermost layer was cut.

The pain in his lungs felt like they were about to explode, his heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and his eyesight was getting darker and darker.

If you want to save yourself, there is only one way left.

A strong, cold realization formed in my mind.

Li Sheng's painful expression calmed down, and he placed the blade of the saber across his throat, 2.5 centimeters below his Adam's apple.

Then, cut hard.

His throat was cut and blood flowed out. Li Sheng puffed out his chest and held the saber tightly with his chin. At the same time, he reached for the milk tea not far away with his feet and kicked the milk tea to his eyes like a football.

He didn't do it for the tea, but for the straw,

Snapped!

The palm of his right hand accurately grasped the long straw in the air, and inserted the tip of the straw diagonally into the trachea along the opening cut by the saber.

breathe--

Oxygen was greedily pumped into the lungs, and the dim vision caused by lack of oxygen quickly subsided, and Li Sheng came back to life.

temporary.