Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Chapter 223: From the Mist, Back to the Mist

"Name"

"Wen Baixu"

"Do you know where this is?"

"Know... Hospital"

"Really? Do you really know where you are?"

The owner of this voice seems to be the person sitting in front of him, but why no one heard it, and it's like,,,,,,

Wen Baixu looked around and saw that no one around him had a strange expression. He was about to speak seriously when he heard the man put away the notebook in his hand and said seriously: "There is nothing wrong with his body, he is just a little frightened. It seems that he still needs to stay here for a few days to observe."

After saying this, he closed the notebook in his hand with a snap and was about to leave the room. But at the moment he was about to leave the room, he turned his head 180 degrees and looked at Wen Baixu on the bed and smiled strangely.

The person in the bed couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to be discharged from the hospital, but he reluctantly stayed in the hospital again after being stopped by the doctors and nurses.

There was a lot of chatter and the man's instructions in his ears, but Wen Baixu didn't hear any of it. He just looked out the window with a dull look.

"Son...son"

A strong push woke Wen Baixu up from his own world, and when he turned around, he saw a hideous face. Wen Baixu was startled and was about to jump out of bed, but he heard a voice calling him again. He rubbed his eyes and the scene in front of him became normal again.

"What's wrong with you? Mom, should I call a doctor?"

As he said this with a worried look on his face, he was about to stand up, but was stopped by Wen Baixu the next second. He hurriedly said that he was fine and wanted to rest for a while, then quickly got into the quilt and closed his eyes tightly.

From time to time, I could hear the sound of a woman and a man talking quietly, but after a while the sound disappeared, and then came the sound of doors opening and closing. The room became quiet for a while, with only the sound of the clock ticking.

Wen Baixu waited for a while in the bed, and when he heard no more sound, he pulled his head out of the bed and took a breath of air. Just as he was about to get up, he heard a faint breathing sound in the air.

Instantly, alarm bells rang in his mind. Just as he was about to get back in, he heard a familiar voice.

"You are kidding yourself. Why did you become so timid? Or do you want to stay here and seduce my crush?"

The sound was not loud but extremely insulting. Wen Baixu stood up suddenly, threw back the quilt, and was about to point at the source of the sound and curse, when he saw that there was no one in the room except him.

Wen Baixu's face instantly changed from anger to horror. He curled up slightly and asked, "Who... who are you?"

There was no sound in the air. After a few seconds of silence, a burst of laughter came

"Hahaha~ This should be the phenomenon you call ghosts, but I should call it 'ghosts' here. But it doesn't matter. You... come to the rooftop, I'll be waiting for you there, hurry up, or you won't be able to leave."

The sound disappeared instantly, leaving Wen Baixu lying on the bed in a mess.

After a long while, Wen Baixu looked around and out the window. Seeing that the fog was getting thicker, he didn't want to go, but a voice deep in his heart kept urging him to go, so he put on a coat and walked out of the room...

The fog was like a thick blanket, gently covering the busy city. The skyline was blurred by the whiteness, and the spires of the tall buildings were looming, like a mirage, floating quietly in the air. The streets that were once busy with traffic became hazy, and the lights of the cars pulled out long beams of light, passing through the fog, as if traveling through a psychedelic world.

Pedestrians hurried past, and only their blurred figures and hurried steps could be vaguely seen. Their breath condensed into white mist in the air, which dispersed with their footsteps and was quickly swallowed up by the fog. What came to my ears was the distant and dull sound of horns, and the occasional clear but quickly disappearing footsteps.

The shop signs were looming in this translucent curtain, and the neon lights penetrated the fog, looking particularly mysterious. In the window of a cafe, warm lights shone through, outlining the silhouettes of a few people inside, who seemed to be enjoying a peaceful morning in the fog.

The fog gradually gathered more and more, enveloping the entire city in its embrace, and did not want to let go for a moment.

"You finally came, you're so slow"

A faint glow of fire appeared in the fog in front of Wen Baixu, but he couldn't see it clearly at all.

"Have you been here all this time?"

Wen Baixu was a little puzzled. It was a bit unreasonable to smoke on the rooftop in such a thick fog.

"I know what you're thinking, but I'm going to ask you again, 'Do you really know where you are?'"

The silhouettes in the mist moved slowly, the sound of leather shoes clattered, and the firelight flickered.

"Hospital, where else can I be? Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Wen Baixu was a little impatient for a moment, but the next second, he was grabbed by the throat by a sudden force, as if he was being strangled to death.

"You really haven't made any progress at all. You can't even break the most basic illusion. Don't say you are the chief disciple of my Qingyun Immortal Sect when you go out. I can't afford to lose this person."

After saying that, he threw the person in his hand away, and a faint sound remained in the air.

"You don't have much time left. If you don't reach your destination, you will be expelled from the sect."

The voice was so calm that no emotion could be heard. However, Wen Baixu, who was thrown out, did not feel the panic of falling from a height as imagined. Instead, he felt unexpectedly calm, until...

[Host...Host, please wake up! If you don’t wake up, you will be eaten.]

Wen Baixu opened his eyes with a swift movement, and a huge spider stood in front of him. Its slender legs were firmly planted on the ground, and its head appeared above Wen Baixu's head, with its huge mouth wide open. A trace of disgusting mucus was dripping from its upper jaw.

"Eh~ So disgusting, Mianmian you didn't even give me a protective shield"

Wen Baixu instantly turned his palm over, and a blue ball of light instantly enveloped it, instantly turning the spider into an ice ball.

[Who said there is none? The energy of this system is almost exhausted. This is how we can barely stop it. If you don’t wake up, you will really become spider shit.]

"Oh my god, how can you be so disgusting, and there's spider shit, why don't you say anything..."

Before Wen Baixu finished speaking, he heard a rustling sound beside his ears, and a group of long-legged guys in the surrounding fog gathered towards this side...

Time slowly came to noon, and some people in the inn could not stand it any longer, especially Jiang Zifang, who was clamoring to go there to rescue Wen Baixu. Ling Yun, who was standing by, was also impatient at this moment. Just as he was about to speak, his hand suddenly tightened, and a golden light stretched straight out...