When he left the world of Liaozhai, the timeline of the world of Liaozhai stopped, and the entire world of Liaozhai seemed to exist because of him. Isn’t this an alternative world of painting walls?

Otherwise, why would Zhuo Jingning always thinks he is the master of the world of Stories from a Chinese Studio?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Jingning couldn't help but think of the unknown invasion that stole the power of punishment. At that time, his state was that he left the real world, and the timeline of the real world also stopped.

It's like he's the master of the real world.

After the unknown invasion was punished and expelled, he lost this benefit and could not enjoy the real world timeline stop.

Could it be that this real world, like the world of Stories from a Chinese Studio, belongs to an alternative world of painting walls?

Perhaps, the answer is right in front of you.

This is the other side of the world, the world of death.

It is the source of all nightmare.

"Then when will I be able to leave?"

"It's easy for the host to leave. You don't belong to this world. It's okay if the soul enters, but now you are all in. The Death World has been rejecting you, but I am isolated. Here, nightmare cannot take action."

"Thank you then." Zhuo Jingning suddenly found that he was sloppy in other places, but this ability to isolate is really good. Fighting against the rejection of an extinction world is the other side of the real world!

Knowing that he could easily leave and that Yan was unable to take action, Zhuo Jingning was completely at ease.

He began to look at the other side of the real world.

The street seems to be very long. At first glance, there is no end, and there is no fork. It is just a piece of darkness. The shop is located on both sides of the street.

These shops are different from the real world.

The shops here are all illusory, and it is obvious that they are just a contour, just like they were projected from the real world.

Zhuo Jingning walked forward.

Pick, snap.

Zhuo Jingning, who was directly pulled into the death world by nightmare, was barefoot. At this time, his feet were stepping on the ground, not as cold as he imagined, but not warm. The ground seemed to be paved with marble and extremely smooth.

Zhuo Jingning walked for about half an hour and saw this, and this street was really like no end. It was dark in front of me, and only by walking a little further will it become clear.

Suddenly, after he took another step forward, a crossroad appeared.

Zhuo Jingning looked at it and still walked forward. Then he saw a bookstore not far from the intersection.

The door of the bookstore is open.

This bookstore is different from other buildings. It is not illusory, but real.

Moreover, it was not black and white, but other colors appeared. The lights inside were very bright and there were vague voices, but only when he got closer could he hear it. Once he left, he could not hear the voices.

Zhuo Jingning immediately retreated and changed direction.

He walked for another half an hour and encountered another intersection, and then he saw a restaurant opposite the intersection.

Similarly, it is not black and white, but colorful.

Zhuo Jingning immediately stayed away.

Then, Zhuo Jingning continued to encounter colorful schools, fast food restaurants, temples, Taoist temples, amusement parks, and horror houses...

Finally, he met an apartment.

This apartment is also colorful, with a total of seven floors. The door is a revolving door, layer by layer, bright lights, and it seems that residents live in it.

Zhuo Jingning naturally would not be unable to recognize this apartment.

"So you are here..." whispered in a low voice, Zhuo Jingning ran in without dying and turned around immediately. But this time, he suddenly heard a very subtle voice and turned out from behind the revolving door of the apartment.

"Go home often."

Zhuo Jingning's body stagnated, then he turned around and tried to say, "Help mom and dad clean the chopsticks and wash dishes?"

There was no movement in the apartment.

Zhuo Jingning left. This time, after walking for a while, he found that the road surface suddenly became extremely cold, and then there was a road sign next to the road.

This was his first time.

As he got closer, Zhuo Jingning saw clearly that the sign said three words - Wuchang Road.

His expression changed slightly.

Zhuo Jingning took a deep breath and walked resolutely.

Here, Yan is unable to take action, this is a rare opportunity!

There is no house number on this road, but after walking a long way out, a No. 44 suddenly appeared, and then a colorful building appeared in front of Zhuo Jingning.

On the wall of the entrance, there is a sign posted - the 14th floor underground, a show in the underworld.

"It's really familiar." Zhuo Jingning couldn't help but say, his memory was a little dazed, but soon he calmed down and walked slowly in.

There is an elevator, which leads directly to the 14th floor underground.

You can also enter other floors, but they are all evil ghosts, and there are conditions for killing people everywhere. Once you enter by mistake and accidentally trigger it, two evil ghosts will be attracted.

Of course, this is in the real world, and there should be nothing here.

When I walked into the elevator, the elevator was rusty and the electric lights inside flickered and darkened. I went to the 14th floor underground. When the door opened, Zhuo Jingning went out. There were no left and right corridors, only a door opposite. Behind the door was the interview room of the underworld show.

Zhuo Jingning walked over and opened the door.

He has served as an interviewer in this place before.

As soon as the door opened, Zhuo Jingning suddenly became playful. It was very safe now, so he opened the door and said hello: "Hello everyone, I am Zhuo Jingning, I am here to apply for an anchor. Look, I am so beautiful, how about giving me a guaranteed contract with a monthly salary of one million first?"

"Yes." Then, Zhuo Jingning heard a very hoarse and cold man's voice coming from inside.

Zhuo Jingning was stunned and turned on the lights quickly. Then he saw that there was a long table indoors, with three people sitting behind the table. All three of them were wearing a paper man mask of a boy and a girl in the shroud shop.

A particularly cold feeling came to his face, and the chill under his feet also rose, which made Zhuo Jingning suddenly shudder. He suddenly thought of a possibility!

"Punishment, where am I?"

"You have just been excluded from the Death Realm."

Zhuo Jingning's eyes widened for a moment, so that's to say--this is the underworld show in the real world!

"Well, I'm joking. I think being an anchor or something is not suitable for me at all, so... say goodbye!" Zhuo Jingning turned around and left without saying a word.

However, with a click, the door behind him suddenly closed and was locked.

This scene is so familiar...

"This is an interview question, you can listen."

"That year, I saw that my sister was very annoyed, so I strangled her to death and threw her body into the well in the yard. Secondly, I went to see it, but my sister's body disappeared..."
Chapter completed!