Haunted by the Toxic Curtain Chapter 7

To be honest, in this situation, normal people would be somewhat panicked - what if the fog doesn't dissipate? What if the government can't stop it? What if the glass melts and the fog rushes in?

Jasper Luo was a person who could withstand great pressure, and he was a little confused when he heard what was said on TV. (WWW.Good novel) However, the soundproofing of this building was so good that he could hardly hear any noise from other houses. The news anchor's voice was as calm as ever, and after listening to it for a long time, he formed the illusion that "it was nothing".

Ethan Ye said in his usual calm tone: "The balcony glass is only one layer but the sliding door has been closed. The windows in other rooms are double-layered, so there won't be any problem for now. If you want to take a shower, go now. I'll use the one in my room. Of course, I don't mind if you want to continue standing here and daydreaming."

... Jasper Luo calmed down instantly, thinking to himself: It is indeed the time to be with abnormal people.

He packed a few pieces of clothes and went into the bathroom wearing slippers. After a while, the sound of water was heard.

Ethan Ye walked around, checked a few windows, closed the kitchen door, drew the curtains of the two rooms, and then walked to the study. He turned the handle and pushed open the door. There was no light on inside, and it was dark. He could vaguely see Holden Nie's figure on the sofa, which was wide enough, and could hear his breathing, which was light but peaceful and long. Ethan Ye walked in and gently drew the curtains, then stepped out and closed the door. () Ethan Ye went back to his room, took a shower, and lay on the bed. He closed his eyes and thought about what happened today. It was really a chaotic day.

He always felt that the fog would not last long, but he also had a feeling of uneasiness.

Perhaps, all of this is just the beginning...

I don't know what will happen in the future...

after...

"Dong dong--dong--" The sound of drums came from somewhere, long and dull, as if the animal skin covering the drums had become worn out and covered with too much dust, and it had not been sounded for many, many years.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo" There was a horn blowing softly in harmony, accompanying the rhythm of the drum, two short notes and one long.

The drumbeats gradually became ear-shaking, and the horn sounds became louder and louder, like a slowly unfolding painting...

There began to be the sound of neat footsteps, the sound of silver bells, and the sound of metal colliding.

Everywhere you look, you see people wearing red linen clothes and wearing hideous painted masks. They stand in a long line. Following the sound of drums and horns, they take a few steps and then wave the hemp whips in their hands, making a crisp "snap" sound.

Someone was chanting in a low voice, the words were unclear and the tone was strange: "... Xiong Bo eats ghosts, Teng Jian eats bad luck, Lan Zhu eats misfortune, Bo Qi eats dreams, Qiang Liang and Zu Ming eat the crucified dead and parasitic..."

He turned his face, and the two pairs of golden eyes on the mask were so strange that they made people tremble. From the corners of his grinning mouth, a low voice continued to chant, "... I will tear your body apart, pull your body apart, cut your flesh apart, and pull out your lungs and intestines. If you don't leave in a hurry, the latter will be your food..."

...

Even with Ethan Ye's encouragement, Jasper Luo was unable to close his eyes peacefully. He pulled open the curtains and stared at the vast whiteness outside for the entire night.

But the fog that came suddenly also disappeared suddenly. At about five in the morning, Jasper Luo couldn't bear it any longer and dozed off for a few minutes leaning against the bedside like a chicken pecking at rice. When he opened his eyes again, the outside had turned dark blue before dawn, and the milky white fog that seemed to overflow had dissipated without a trace.

He jumped up and rushed to the window, looking up and down to make sure that the thick fog had really dissipated completely.

"Tsk, this was such an torturous night!" Jasper Luo shook his head and sighed, but his tone revealed a relieved joy, "Oh - I can finally have a good sleep." He curled up in the quilt, sighed, closed his bloodshot eyes, and fell into a deep sleep within a few minutes.

When he woke up again, it was already bright outside and it was a rare sunny day with the sun visible. The curtains were not drawn, and the long-lost sunlight shone through the glass, forming mottled light and shadows, making people so reluctant to get out of bed.

Jasper Luo stretched, put on his clothes and prepared to go out to wash up. When he passed by the main room next door, he found that the door was open. Ethan Ye was sitting on the edge of the bed in cotton home clothes, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking about.

"Um, are you awake? Did you sleep well last night?" Jasper Luo knocked on the door twice and walked in. "Oh, no, your nerves are so strong that there will definitely be no impact... Damn!"

He walked in and saw what Ethan Ye was holding, and stuttered: "You, you, you...what are you going to do?!"

"Hmm?" Ethan Ye looked up at him, holding a delicate dagger in his hand. The blade was so shiny that it could cut open an aluminum-titanium alloy dog's eye.

Jasper Luo shrank his neck: "Well, I haven't provoked you recently, right... Could it be Holden Nie?! Oh my! Don't let it get to you! I told you that if you kill him, you won't find another one!"

Ethan Ye: ...

He took the scabbard with intricate patterns from the side, inserted the dagger into it, and said, "Thinking too much is also a disease. Do you want to go and see your colleague?"

Jasper Luo: ...

Ethan Ye shook the handle of the dagger and said, "I had some messed up dreams last night, and I found this thing when I woke up." He laughed at himself and said, "It's quite strange to say, let me see if this can make me feel at ease."

"Ah? When did you buy this? Is the blade sharpened?" Jasper Luo took the dagger from him, pulled it out and scraped it with his thumb, "Damn, this is a controlled knife!"

"I didn't buy it. Why would I buy a dagger? This thing is quite old. I found it in an old box when I was a kid. I probably liked it at that time, so I kept it. But I rarely took it out later." Ethan Ye stood up after saying, "You wash up, I'll go fry some eggs. Are you going to the counseling center today?"

"It's really an old thing. The pattern is strange, but very beautiful!" Jasper Luo studied the pattern on the sheath over and over again, and replied without raising his head: "I took a day off, so I have nothing to do today."

"Yeah, that's perfect." Ethan Ye said as he walked towards the kitchen, "Help me take Holden Nie to the hospital this afternoon."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Jasper Luo put the dagger back on Ethan Ye's bedside and ran out. "Send him to the hospital? Okay! But the hospital will probably be very busy today. I don't know how many people will get into trouble tonight."

"Yeah." Ethan Ye responded and turned on the TV as he passed the living room. A press conference held temporarily by the government was being broadcast live.

Jasper Luo went to the bathroom, squeezed some toothpaste, held the toothbrush in his mouth, and came out to see what was going on.

The spokesperson stood in front of the stage in a suit and tie, with a solemn expression on his face, and said solemnly: "...With the efforts of experts and emergency rescue teams from all sides, despite the fierce force of the toxic fog, we still controlled the development of the situation. At around 5 am today, the toxic fog in various regions was gradually cleared. We assure the public that the government will do its utmost to ensure that everyone can have a stable and peaceful life..."