Weird Regulator

Bai Huaiguang had almost lost all his sensory abilities, and had no other response except the hard touch from his fingertips.

He could only try his best to imitate all the steps the madman took before entering the door, and count silently in his mind.

The knock on the door echoed in the empty scrap area. Except for Bai Huaiguang himself, the "things" in the house could hear it clearly.

At the same time, his other hand was not idle, but was groping for the mobile phone in his pocket.

After unlocking the screen with his fingerprint, he opened the memo based on the location in his memory and entered a few words:

"May I come in?"

This is the second and most difficult step to get in.

Bai Huaiguang, who had lost the ability to speak, was unable to make any sound at all, let alone ask for entry.

So he could only use the voice translation on his mobile phone to ask on his behalf.

These five simple words would have been effortless for him normally, but now his heart was extremely worried.

Even the palm holding the phone was shaking slightly, but he still tapped on the screen firmly.

Modern people's touch-screen mobile phones have brought a lot of convenience to life, including the habit of typing.

Over time, many people have become able to type what they want without even looking at the screen without even realizing it.

But now that it was really time to decide life or death based on five words, Bai Huaiguang still kept worrying that he would type a wrong word.

It took him half a minute to write just five words, but he didn't dare to move his fingers in the air.

He has no regrets, he only has one chance.

Once there is confusion or typos in the words, his life may be ruined.

He felt that there would be no typos. After all, these words were quite commonly used.

But here comes the most difficult step, converting the text into phonetic sounds.

The input method on Bai Huaiguang's mobile phone was downloaded by himself and has voice-enabled buttons.

But the location of this button is extremely delicate and small.

You need to select all the text in the memo. After long pressing, a slender selection bar will appear below the text paragraph.

Even in this selection bar, if you still press and hold to scroll back, the voice button is on the fourth page of the second page.

Just saying it is extremely complicated.

What's more, in such a large screen, you can only make choices in such a narrow position.

Even people with sight are likely to make wrong clicks during normal operations, let alone Bai Huaiguang now.

The time is coming.

There was only about a minute between the madman knocking on the door and asking.

Now Bai Huaiguang must phonetize the five words "Can I come in" within ten seconds and play it to the ghosts in the house.

Standing in front of the door, holding the screen of his mobile phone in both hands, his heart was beating wildly.

He kept mentally building up, keeping his body relaxed, and never letting his fingers tremble at this moment.

The index finger started to press firmly on the screen, but there was no feedback.

Bai Huaiguang counted silently for two seconds before releasing his fingers. He didn't know if the selection bar appeared, but he still estimated the distance and lowered his fingers.

Put your fingertip under the text in memory and gently slide it to the left. It will release as soon as you touch it.

As a "blind" man who has lost his head, he relies on intuition and memory to control his mobile phone.

Bai Huaiguang's back was soaked with cold sweat. There were no ghosts to disturb him during this period, which meant that he was heading in the right direction.

But again, if he makes one wrong move, he will die.

Did you turn to the second page?

Has zero accidental contact been achieved?

Did you push too hard and miss the second page?

Everything is unknown to Bai Huaiguang, but he has no time to delay any longer.

"The fourth option on the second page...the fourth..."

Bai Huaiguang, who almost never used this function, began to calculate the distance, but he could never figure out the specific location of the fourth option.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and he could already feel the cold and strange wind coming from behind.

With no time to think or struggle, Bai Huaiguang simply followed his inner instinct and pressed his finger on the screen.

quiet……

It was so quiet that Bai Huaiguang's heart stopped beating, the sound of the wind around him stopped suddenly, and everything no longer had anything to do with him.

Nothing, nothing exists.

Bai Huaiguang's way of survival can be considered reasonable, but the biggest flaw is that he doesn't know whether outsiders can enter in the same way?

The madman's voice is unique. Is there a voice standard for opening the door?

This is the biggest unknown.

Now that he has lost his hearing, he has no idea whether the phone is playing or whether he has done anything wrong!

Just frozen on the ground, Bai Huaiguang pressed his right hand on the door panel.

No movement, no change.

He already understands.

The sweat on the back has been dried by the increasingly sharp cold wind. This headless body is like a scarecrow in the wind, and should have lost its life long ago.

He slowly lowered his hand and pressed the backpack that was slung across his body. Inside was a completely unresponsive sinful object.

All the previous efforts have been wasted, and all the sins are useless.

Why is this mission so difficult? You can't see ghosts even if you are attacked. This means that all conventional crime items are ineffective.

Bai Huaiguang lost his spirit, and he knelt down in front of this wooden door that was impossible to get in.

"Sister, I'm still not strong enough to accompany you on this journey..."

However, at this moment, the wooden door that had always been sealed in front of him suddenly moved back an inch, revealing a small crack.

Darkness projected from inside, shining on Bai Huaiguang's thin and pale body.

This is his favorite darkness.

…

The sky has become extremely dark, and when night falls, the village is completely silent.

Ji Li stood with his hands in sleeves and a sword behind his back in the center of the courtyard, his long hair flying in the wind and the starlight illuminating his face.

There was a sound of trotting behind him. Yu Guofeng looked at the figure in awe and said cautiously:

"Manager Luo is ready, please manager Ji come with me."

Ji Li took one last look at the starry sky and turned around quietly.

There are two rooms in the Luo family's backyard, the east and the west, with their doors open to allow for direct sight lines. They can see each other at a glance.

Ma Mingyu, Yu Guofeng, and Chen Wei moved three stools and sat at the door of the west room, waiting for them.

Luo Jianjun was lying on the kang in the east room, covered with quilt and already fell into a deep sleep.

Luo Xian, with his long hair spread around his chest, put his hands together in front of his knees, sat on the Taishi chair at the door of the east room, closed his eyes and meditated.

Ji Li stood alone in the corridor in the middle of the two rooms, as if he was an outsider and yet in the middle of the game.

Luo Xian opened his eyes, looked at Ji Li's figure calmly, and showed a slight smile:

“Peering into the future will inevitably lead to evil spirits blocking your way, and the more important the future, the stronger the attack.

I’m sorry to the store manager Ji, I hope this operation can be successful. "

Ji Li didn't look at her, just leaned against the wall and said calmly:

"If you can do it, I will also benefit."

"Then I will leave my life in the hands of store manager Ji."

Luo Xian's eyes were full of Ji Li's figure, and there was some deep emotion shining in them.

But when she said this, the smile at the corner of her mouth became extremely fake and charming for a moment.