It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The night was thick, and a faint white mist filled the old city. It was called white mist, but it was more like smog.

A car headlight penetrated the mist, producing a distinct Tyndall effect.

Along with the sound of the car, the engine sounded slowly and finally stopped in a row in front of the house where Wu Wen lived.

A family of three opened the car door and got out. The man and woman were not old, and they looked to be in their thirties. They were followed by a lovely daughter of seven or eight years old.

"Oh, husband, this place is too shabby, isn't it?" The woman's complaining voice spread in the quiet alley, attracting the man's dissatisfaction.

"Okay, the money we have now is enough to rent this place. We can change it when we make more money!" The man picked up his daughter and opened the trunk of the car.

There was a set of crawling mats and bedding inside. It can be seen that this family didn't even have the money to renovate.

The man held the child and the woman held the bedding. The three of them opened the gate of the house in front of Wu Wen's house.

The white mist was flowing, and it seemed to be thicker. Wu Wen finally had a neighbor.

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"Chirp..."

Today's sky was a bit gloomy. Several sparrows flew to the trash can outside Wu Wen's house, eating the food scraps he threw in, while chirping.

The human skin also chirped with them, and followed them curiously, jumping behind their buttocks and imitating their walking posture.

"Chirp!" A sparrow flew to the head of the human skin and bit its scalp twice, which made the human skin anxious.

"Chijiji!" Human skin chirped and danced with the toy sword that Wu Wen bought for it, chasing a few flying sparrows and slashing at each other, but it couldn't hit them at all.

"Ah!" Wu Wen yawned and walked out of the room, lit a cigarette, leaned on the door edge and looked at the noisy scene in the yard.

Really, if he had been doing tasks and living alone until now, he would definitely feel very lonely and lonely, even with ghosts like Hong Yuan. Ghosts have thoughts but no feelings, just like Hong Yuan and Pen Fairy. Even if they have a high degree of favorability, they are mostly cold and can't express any emotional fluctuations at all, and there is no so-called sense of companionship.

Only the human skin kid is different. This kid really has feelings.

It is precisely because of the company of the human skin that Wu Wen did not feel lonely in these overlapping tasks.

Before he took two puffs of the cigarette, a voice came from outside the door.

"Hey, husband, we'll be leaving soon, why do you have to come over to give me a gift?"

The woman's voice was not loud, and the distance was not too far, but Wu Wen still heard it clearly.

Then, the footsteps of two people slowly came to the outside of the door.

"Hey, what you said is not right. It is a rule to give gifts to neighbors after moving. In addition, you can also check the door to see how the people living inside are doing. Don't be petty." The man's voice came, and he was already outside the door.

Wu Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and sure enough, there was a knock at the door at this time.

"Dong Dong!" Two sounds were heard, and then the man's voice came from outside the door.

"Hello, is anyone home? I'm a new resident, and I came to say hello to you."

The man's voice was steady and sounded young.

Wu Wen thought about it, but didn't say anything. He still smoked a cigarette calmly and looked at his closed door.

The human skin was still chirping in the yard, and the sound was similar to that of a bird, which could conceal the fact that there was no one in the yard.

Something was wrong. If this man came here specifically to find me, then it was completely wrong. Because from the time I lived in that small compartment, I could see that as long as I didn't meet him face to face, no one should be able to remember me.

For example, when Mrs. Li saw me upstairs, she could recognize me and greeted me, but when she turned around and went downstairs, she would not remember me anymore. For example, when the police searched, they would unconsciously ignore the top floor where I lived.

So if this man and woman came here to confirm that I lived here, then it was obviously wrong.

Is it an official? Or someone like me?

But fortunately, the voice outside the door answered his doubts.

"Husband, no one lives in this yard either." The woman's voice sounded again at the door.

"Indeed, this place is really remote. We walked around and didn't find it.

Found a family. Let's go, let's buy some food and find a job first, and then we'll move in a few days. "The man's voice sounded, followed by the footsteps of two people leaving.

Wu Wen leaned against the door quietly, his expression slightly thoughtful.

He didn't know whether this behavior was normal or not. Because he could only be sure that his traces would disappear automatically, and his personal impression would be forgotten as soon as he turned around. As for whether he would be ignored subconsciously, this was not certain at the moment.

Based on the fact that he lived in the compartment but was not discovered by the police who searched back and forth, he might also have the kind of aura that made people subconsciously ignore him, but he couldn't be sure. After all, he didn't find anything that could be ignored when he went out.

So, could these two people really be new tenants who only rented here?

Wu Wen's eyes flickered, and he didn't jump to conclusions.

He was a very cautious person, and he wouldn't be stupid enough to ignore those potential threats.

So Wu Wen's mind moved, and he turned on his evil ghost skin.

"Huh! "Wu Wen exhaled a puff of smoke from his lipless, toothy mouth, then took a step, and approached the door as fast as a ghost.

The ghost skin has no footsteps, which is really the most secretive ability.

Wu Wen didn't even open the door, he clung to his own wall, and climbed up with both hands.

The whole process was silent, and the man and woman who had already walked to the corner didn't notice anything.

Wu Wen jumped down from the wall, stared at the backs of the two people, and quietly approached.

From his naked eyes, the two people seemed to be fine.

Wu Wen's movements didn't make any noise. The two people walked and talked without noticing, telling the trivialities of family life, and didn't notice that there was a ghost wearing pink piggy pajamas, looking like a ghost, hanging behind them strangely.

"Wait until I find a job and make some money, and then we will move out. There are too few people in this place, and it's not safe. ”

The man looked quite young, about 30 years old. The clothes he wore were not very good, but they were very neat and he looked very energetic. He was holding a small bag of apples in his right hand, which seemed to be for gifts.

"What if I don't dare to take Doudou home?" The woman hugged the man's left arm a little aggrieved.

There are too few people in this place. The case of the missing couple was caused by the fact that they lived too far away. So if the man went to work and left only her and her daughter, it would be dangerous.

After all, no one knows whether the next person passing by is a scumbag.

"Hey, I'll buy you an electric baton later. Tell Doudou not to speak loudly. It should be better if people outside can't hear it. "The man also sighed, and the benefits of the city were reflected at this time.

If you rent a house here where there is no surveillance, no neighbors, and even few people living, if you are really killed, no one may know for two or three months. After all, this place is not by the river, and there are no fishermen who like to stroll around.

Wu Wen frowned slightly and watched the two people walk into the yard in front of his house.

It seems that there is really no problem?