November 24th is a cold and rainy day.

The weather in the entire Shanghai area seems to have become capricious since the sudden blizzard.

There are only three sunny days interspersed between them.

Ji Liku sat at the bottom of the building overnight, and after drinking several bottles of wine, he fell asleep in the morning light.

Ji Li, who never dreamed, had a nightmare in a short time.

In his dream, he did not see ghosts or people.

There is only an old building standing among the crowded and dirty streets.

It was the only building on this street, very high and had eighteen floors.

The white wall has many tiles peeled off, revealing the gray wall skin.

It was covered with black cracks, winding and chaotic, like black thin hands clutching the building tightly.

In that street, except for black and white, there was only a red umbrella left, standing on the edge of the rooftop.

Ji Li heard the drizzle in his dream. The red umbrella was the only color in the picture, which was still fresh in his memory and unforgettable for a long time.

Until the wind blew, the umbrella was blown down from the rooftop and floated and fell from the air.

Ji Li felt a little weightless when he fell. When the umbrella fell on the street, unreasonable compassion appeared in his heart.

It seemed as if in the heavy rain, the uninhabited street was not a red umbrella, but a lively girl who broke her limbs and brain.

Looking quietly from a third perspective, Ji Li suddenly saw the umbrella as a corpse over time.

The cleaved head was thrown out of his eye socket and stared at him quietly.

Neither of them spoke...

"There's no time!"

A very miserable and sharp girl scream suddenly appeared in Ji Li's mind, awakening him from his drowsiness.

He suddenly stood up from the back of the chair, and before him was the same drizzle as in his dream and the drizzle of rain.

The female voice landed her non-existent hand on Ji Li's forehead and said the same thing:

"There's no time..."

Ji Li stood there blankly. He looked at the world in front of him and listened to the female voice, and felt a sense of confusion that he could not distinguish between dreams and reality.

A moment later, he rarely showed a hint of panic and eagerly grabbed the cigarette box from the table. The faint light of fire illuminated the pale face, and the tobacco floated upwards.

"The store manager mission will be started in three minutes. You are going to be pulled away and I must wake you up."

The female voice was still very gentle, gentle and unaudible, so illusory.

Ji Li's breathing was a little heavy, and the frequency of smoking involuntarily accelerated. He slowly looked at the female voice.

This dream must not be that simple.

Maybe this is a harbinger of the store manager's task.

The red umbrella, the tall building in the rainstorm, and the girl with the umbrella as the image.

Ji Li wiped the cold sweat from his face, and the vigilance in his heart was the highest. He had not felt such a strong sense of oppression about a certain mission for a long time.

Just a specious dream, there was a situation that had already caused his emotional fluctuations, which showed that the difficulty of the store manager's task would be unprecedented.

He looked down at his watch, and the precise hour and minute hand told him that it was only 4:37 in the morning.

This also explains why the outside world is so dark, and he will be pulled to the location of the store manager's mission at 4:40.

Ji Li calmed down and pinched the countdown just as the time for a cigarette ended. The hand on his dial also reached 4:40.

In an instant, his vision blurred, and Ji Li, who was sitting on the chair, heard a clearer sound of rain.

Left by little, it fell on his long hair, windbreaker and boots. The wet touch indicates the change of space. He came from the Seventh Branch, which could shed the rain.

The heavy rain did not change, and Xiaomiao Street welcomed a guest who was wet from the rain.

The long street in the rain looks psychedelic and real, with countless crowded shops on both sides of the street, and the rainbows crackled.

The neon billboards shining in the halo of rain and the long and narrow streets with aisles symbolize that the place is large and prosperous enough.

The not-so-good drainage system made the already narrow aisle dirty and messy, and the water flow slipped away from his feet, but there was no place to excrete.

Various plastic garbage bags and fragments of garbage were floating on the water flow, and a chocolate bag was stuck in the gap in the drain manhole cover and was constantly washed away but could not be drained at all.

Ji Li's pale face was slightly raised, the rain wet his face, and the light shone with his feet on the river that had become a river.

The old-fashioned neon brand and traditional advertising slogans told Ji Li that this was not the world he was familiar with.

But he is a little familiar.

Because the only tall building appeared on this street in his vision, which was a building that was incompatible with the whole street.

In his unclear vision, he saw the tall buildings that appeared in his dream, which were ravaged and crushed in the rainstorm.

Imagine whether there is a red umbrella about to fall on the rooftop of this building, just like the death of a girl from the Flower Season.

"Is it here..."

Ji Li asked silently, and the female voice appeared beside him, blocking the view of her raised eyes with a black umbrella.

"Mr. Ji, where should we go?"

The female voice came a few steps later than him, but she still came here. Ji Li didn't want to investigate this reason now.

He looked at the way he came from behind, and the dream had already given him a tip for the store manager's task.

This towering building in the rain is the place where his store manager works.

Ji Li turned around and walked side by side with the female voice holding an umbrella, heading towards the main entrance of the building.

They walked along this street for ten minutes before they saw the true face of the building.

Finally, I knew that the street was called "Miaojie". Ji Li guessed that this should be a place other than the mainland, and that time and space seemed to have traveled through time.

The layout of the streets and alleys is obviously not the style of 2015, but it must be a task form that goes back to the past.

Ji Li frowned secretly, worried that this mission would be related to time and space again.

Because he had a little resistance to the ghosts, but time and space had no means of countermeasures at all.

As Ji Li got closer, he found that the location of the black and white building was quite unlucky.

Although it is located on the edge of Temple Street, the three corners directly opposite are connected to the other three streets.

Looking down from the upper floor, you will feel countless traffic passing through all directions. This Feng Shui is extremely unknown and is called "Ten Thousand Arrows Piercing the Heart".

Ji Li walked unhappy steps and came to the bottom of the building step by step in the wind and rain.

But here was a man standing with his back to him, standing in the rain, looking up at the building.

The man was close to Ji Li, with a slender figure, with his hands on his back, and his slightly long hair was combed behind his head.

But his dressing style seemed to be incompatible with the world, and he was wearing a black Zhongshan outfit, but this outfit could better modify his unique temperament on him.

Just a back made Ji Li frown.
Chapter completed!