After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

“It hurts!”

Blast was holding his swollen forehead, teardrops rolling in his eyes.

Wei Yuechu threw the thick reference book aside, and a layer of dust was instantly lifted on the ground, and said coldly, “Are you awake?”

Blast froze for a moment.

He looked up at Wei Yuechu, who was standing on his own, and turned to look at the puppeteer who was sitting aside gloating. He blinked slowly, as if he hadn’t slowed down.

Wei Yuechu patiently waited.

After a few seconds.

Blast’s eyes widened little by little, and his mouth opened: “You, you…”

“Me?” Wei Yuechu stared at the opponent’s unpredictable face like a palette, and took the conversation blankly: “How am I?”

Blast raised his hand, poked the back of Xia Wei Yuechu’s hand, and muttered, “…hot.”

He raised his head:

“Not a ghost.”

Wei Yuechu: “…”

The fist is hard.

She raised her hand and shuddered again.

Blast covered his head with a cry of “Ouch,” and became alive again, jumping three feet high, with a surprised expression on his face:

“You really are not dead!!!”

Wei Yuechu rolled her eyes and vomited:

“…Your mind is turning really fast.”

“Hahahahahahahahaha!!!” Blast was relieved from the surprise of seeing his undead companion, then suddenly thought of something and started laughing without warning.

Wei Yuechu: “?”

The red-haired young man in front of him smiled extraordinarily, and looked a little bit owed: “I didn’t expect that I really guessed it this time! Chen Qingye, Wu Su…hahahahahaha, I should let them see! In the end! Who has a bad brain!”

Wei Yuechu: “…”

No matter how you look at it, it’s you.

Blast happily said: “I’ll just say it! How could the liar ace change **** so easily! But the ghostly aura on him is too similar! If I didn’t know the true face of this person too well, or else even I will be deceived…”

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wei Yuechu coolly:

“Oh, this one.”

She smirked her lips: “He has really become a ghost.”

Blast a stiff.

He turned his head to look at Wei Yuechu, the expression on his face looked very funny, and a strange monosyllable sound was squeezed from his throat:

“…Ga?”

·

The dark sky outside the window was faintly gleaming with blood.

In the center of City M, the sky is completely covered, except for the faint changes in light and dark, it is almost impossible to distinguish between day and night.

Fortunately, after becoming a ghost, Ye Jia was already able to see things in the dark.

He lowered his head, fixedly looking at the scattered pages of paper in front of him, a pair of scarlet eyes gleaming with strange cold light in the darkness.

Ye Jia has basically deciphered the first part.

The notebook says that “Mother” is the darkest collection of the entire world, and her core is made up of malice.

Malice and Yin Qi are completely the existence of two concepts. The essence of Yin Qi is more similar to a kind of energy. Although it will erode the body of a living person, it can also be used by humans. As long as a certain method is mastered, even ordinary people can control extraordinary powers.

Malice is pure darkness.

After a life is forcibly taken, it will be created.

However, its content is very small. Even if it is extracted from an unforgivable sinner, the amount that can be extracted is very limited. However, as long as human beings are invaded by a slight malicious intrusion, they can be immediately taken from a normal good ordinary person. Become a madman who is able to slash his own relatives, has no moral bottom line, and do no evil, and if the ghost is maliciously contaminated, he will become an unreasonable ghost, attacking all existence indiscriminately.

Although terrible, the existence of maliciousness is also an indispensable link in the entire natural cycle.

Only when the malice in the real world reaches a certain threshold can the “mother” be released.

Therefore, the door 30 years ago was able to be opened because the real world was artificially spawned in a large amount of maliciousness. It is precisely because of this that the Supernatural Administration has become more and more effective in dealing with ghosts. It’s getting more and more inadequate.

Qi Sheng was just the manipulated knife.

And the man behind the knife was not him but the one who told him how to open the door.

Ye Jia’s mind flashed through the dark and viscous liquid, which was deeply buried in the soil, and the terrible breath was released from it, and countless fierce and twisted pupil faces were looming in the depth of the liquid.

His fingers tightened suddenly, and his slightly white fingertips left creases on the paper.

The notebook says…

The door must be opened again-because thirty years ago, it was not completely closed.

The reason is that for so many years, the spawning of malice has never stopped.

There is only one way to artificially create an extremely high concentration of malice, and that is to massacre human souls.

When human beings die, their souls will slowly dissipate with the decay of their bodies. Even souls with deep obsessions will only stay in the world for a little longer.

Souls that have never done evil are artificially and cruelly slaughtered before they naturally dissipate, artificially creating a trace of maliciousness that shouldn’t have appeared.

And these malicious things accumulate, and they will in turn have an impact on the world…

Ye Jia suddenly remembered the iron rule of the Supernatural Administration.

——No matter whether the soul is evil or not, it must be killed.

It turns out that since then, has it already started?

Suddenly, Ye Jia felt that the back of his hand was touched by something cold.

He was taken aback, pulled away from his thoughts, turned his head and looked to his side.

I saw that in the dim room, the huge blood gu fish was tilting its head, staring at Ye Jia with a pair of dark eye sockets, and cautiously swinging its tail.

It seems hesitant.

The breath of the ghost in front of him is very similar to that of the human being he likes, but they are not exactly the same, which makes it a little hard to recognize.

“It is you.”

Ye Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

He curled his lips reluctantly, placed his palm on its skull, and touched it lightly.

This familiar movement made the blood gu fish Bai Sensen’s face suddenly light up. It swayed its tail vigorously, then rushed towards the opponent’s body, affectionately stuffing its head into Ye Jia’s arms. .

“Okay…okay…” Ye Jia reluctantly stabilized his figure, pressing his palm against the opponent’s skull to prevent him from being knocked over.

He looked down at the blood gu fish that was extremely excited in front of him: “Where did you come from?”

At this time, Ji Xuan’s voice came from the door:

“I brought it.”

Ye Jia held the blood gu fish and looked up in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw that the other party was leaning on the door, with a pair of scarlet eyes drooping slightly, looking at Ye Jia steadily, not knowing how long he had been standing there.

Ji Xuan said half-truth: “It has been a little melancholic recently, I think it may have been too long since I saw you.”

Ye Jia smiled, his expression softened slightly: “Is that so?”

Ji Xuanmian didn’t change his color: “Of course.”

In fact, he had been back for a while, but Ye Jia seemed to be lost in thought, and didn’t seem to notice his approach, so Ji Xuan stood at the door and looked at the opponent seriously.

He saw the increasingly solemn expression on the youth’s face, so he temporarily summoned the blood gu fish who was sent to perform the task with the shadow ghost.

Ji Xuan stepped over.

He squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the other person’s obviously relaxed expression, and his lips curled slightly, revealing a soft arc.

——It seems that this method is still useful.

To comfort the blood gu fish who had not seen each other for a while, Ye Jia raised his head, looked at Ji Xuan who was standing in front of him, and asked, “Is the man saved?”

Ji Xuan nodded slightly: “Yes.”

“It’s blast, isn’t it?” Ye Jia’s tone was flat, as if he had already guessed the result.

Ji Xuan smiled: “Yes.”

It really was him.

Ye Jia sighed, raised his hand and squeezed the bridge of his nose, a few scattered sheets of paper fell from his body and landed precariously on the ground.

He opened his eyes, his gaze followed the direction where the pieces of paper fell, and a thoughtful expression flashed through his eyes.

——However, the arrival of the other party may be a good thing for them.

Ye Jia turned to look at Ji Xuan: “Where are the witnesses?”

Ji Xuan: “It’s slaughtered.”

Ye Jia smiled slightly and stood up:

“Let’s go and meet him.”

·

As soon as he entered the warehouse, Ye Jia felt a shadow rushing towards him.

He was startled slightly, and was caught by the collar by the opponent before he could prevent it.

Blast’s eyes were burning with scorching flames, just like hair dyed fiery red. His expression was slightly distorted, as if suppressing anger: “You…you…”

Ye Jia coughed slightly: “Listen to me…”

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sudden burst of expression on blast.

There were faint tears in the eyes of the other party:

“You…you actually sacrificed so much for us!”

Blast suppressed his surging emotions and said loudly and loudly: “From now on, I swear I will never doubt you again!”

He sniffed: “You have suffered!”

Ye Jia: “…”

? ? ?

what’s the situation?

He slowly turned his head, and looked at Wei Yuechu who was standing beside him in doubt.

Wei Yuechu looked away and couldn’t bear to look straight.

In fact, she simply shared the information she knew with the other party. Who knows what kind of processing is done to her words in the wonderful brain of blast…

It’s… so embarrassing.

Behind the scenes, Ji Xuan’s expression sank slightly.

His gaze fell on the arm that blast hugged Ye Jia’s shoulder, a pair of scarlet **** eyes flashed with gloomy expressions, and his unhappy mood seemed to be written on his face.

Blast shivered instinctively, caught in his emotions.

what happened?

Why is it suddenly cold?

Ye Jia finally broke free from the other’s warm embrace. He said, “So, you should have heard the cause and effect from Wei Yuechu’s mouth now, right?”

Blast nodded heavily, looked at Ye Jia with tears in his eyes, and seemed to want to come over again.

Ye Jia hurriedly drew aside:

“It’s okay, it’s almost done.”

“So,” Wei Yuechu said in time, breaking the deadlock in front of him.

She stepped forward and looked at Ye Jia: “During this time, have you figured out how to put your mother back in the door?”

At this time, Blast’s attention was also attracted, and he looked at Ye Jia very intently.

Ye Jia pursed her lips, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said:

“In this regard, I have something to discover.”

Twenty minutes later.

Both Blast and Wei Yuechu showed a particularly trance look, and the air was silent.

“So… the former director of the Supernatural Administration, is it your grandfather?” Wei Yuechu asked slowly with a dull gaze.

Ye Jia: “Yes.”

“He opened the door thirty years ago, and then he was locked in the basement of the headquarters for so long?”

“right.”

Wei Yuechu hugged her head, with an expression of a refreshed worldview:

“So… and… now this situation is all caused by the indiscriminate killing of the Supernatural Authority?”

Ye Jia thought for a while: “Almost.”

Blast pondered for a while, then slowly asked, “So, in a sense, you are also the second generation official?”

Ye Jia: “…”

Wei Yuechu: “…”

She took a slow and deep breath, lifted the book on the side again, and slammed it against the opponent’s head with a grim expression:

“What the **** is your point?!”

Blast scrambled and said aggrieved: “I, I’m just curious…”

Ye Jia raised his hand to support his forehead and sighed heavily.

Damn so tired.

The puppeteer on the side gloated: “Fight up and fight!”

Ye Jia raised his head and faintly squinted at the opponent.

The puppet master shivered, wilting like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Damn, this man is so boring even after he becomes a ghost.

After finally controlling the situation in front of him, Ye Jia turned to look at Blast: “By the way, I need you to do something for me.”

blast: “What?”

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and a shrewd gleam flashed under his eyes:

“After you return to the bureau, help me check, who established this rule to kill all souls.”

Killing the souls of ordinary people will lead to malice.

Those dark liquids buried deep under various locations in M ​​City should be the reason why the door has been kept open for more than 30 years.

“Why can he go back!” Wei Yue jumped up dissatisfied when she heard it, and asked fiercely.

Blast smiled triumphantly: “Isn’t I envy? Isn’t he jealous?”

Wei Yuechu narrowed her eyes murderously.

In order to prevent the third weapon fight from happening, Ye Jia broke the deadlock: “Ji Xuan killed all the ghosts who had seen the blast, and just chose the hand that his mother used when she was not in the city, but Wei Yuechu’s death was caused by both parties. It’s obvious to all, once you go back, things can’t be hidden.”

Wei Yuechu sighed sullenly: “Okay.”

“That’s right.” Blast seemed to think of something suddenly and turned to look at Ye Jia.

Immediately afterwards, he confided all the things he had seen while sneaking into M City.

Ye Jia: “You said…they are digging a fountain?”

Blast nodded, “That’s what the ghost said.”

He said: “The liquid that gushed from under the ground was black and sticky, and there were many people’s faces inside. It was very disgusting, and it swallowed the souls that were digging the spring.”

This is feeding malice.

Ye Jia turned and looked at Ji Xuan.

The reason why the “mother” is willing to give humans a month is definitely not out of goodwill, but to increase the concentration of malice in the real world during this month, so that he can be completely liberated from the gate.

Ye Jia looked at Blast: “You go back this time, don’t reveal a word in our conversation this time.”

“Of course!” Blast nodded heavily.

Even if his mind is not very bright, he can hear from the conversation with Ye Jia just now that the appearance of his mother is probably a conspiracy that has been laid out for more than 30 years, and is hidden behind it, manipulating the entire situation. ‘S hand hasn’t appeared yet, so they can only act secretly now, and can’t stun the snake.

There is…one month left.

In any case, they must solve the puzzle within this month.

“Reminds me of the time in the game.” Wei Yuechu suddenly smiled.

Yes, solve the puzzle within the prescribed time, or death is waiting for them.

I don’t know why, but I feel a little bit emotional.

Ye Jia raised his hand and patted Blast’s shoulder, and smiled slightly: “In that case, use all the skills learned in the game.”

“Wrap it on me.” Blast patted his chest vigorously.

“Oh oh right.”

Before leaving, Blast suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Ye Jia: “I was found in M ​​City because I heard two ghosts chatting. They said that after a month, there will be no direct line. used.”

He briefly described the appearance of the two ghosts, and then said: “You are a direct line, right?”

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.

“I think my mother might want to take action against you.” Blast said solemnly: “You must also be careful during this time.”

Ye Jia curled her lips, narrowed her dark red pupils, and said, “Is it true?”

Blast was surprised: “Huh? You already know?”

Ye Jia shook his head: “It’s just a guess.”

He said: “Mother’s attitude towards us is too tolerant, so tolerant that it hardly looks like the mother of all the ghosts and monsters.”

Even before the door opened, Ji Xuan disobeyed her orders more than once, and even stood blatantly on Ye Jia’s side, but apart from some minor punishments, there was not much movement from her mother. And after Ji Xuan stated that all he did was to transform Ye Jia into a ghost, he lightly wrote off all previous rebellious actions.

For the existence of “mother” with evil thoughts at its core, this is simply not general gentleness.

For Ye Jia, not only did he divide the area near the capital to him, even when he showed a tendency not to leave M City, he still did not interfere too much.

For Li Gui, is there really any “mother-child relationship”?

The answer is probably no.

Then, there is only one remaining possibility.

The mother has a different plan for these two “primary lines”.

Ji Xuan nodded thoughtfully: “I will send my hands down to check.”

He looked at the blast: “It’s the jelly monster with four or five faces on it, right?”

“Yes.” Blast nodded.

Ji Xuan hooked her lips: “I know where to find it.”

Ye Jia: “Okay.”

Then he can continue to interpret the notebook.

·

Inside the underground shelter of the Authority.

Blast Fengchen came back, Wu Su and Chen Qingye greeted them: “How is it? Are there any injuries?”

“Fortunately,” Blast rubbed his messy hair, a cloud of dust fluttered in an instant, he said: “It’s just a skin injury.”

Chen Qingye pushed his glasses: “Have you found the corpse?”

Blast gritted his teeth: “…Yes.”

Wu Su was startled first, and then his expression became solemn and gloomy again.

Although he knew the possibility of this kind of thing was very small, when blast left, he still couldn’t help but have a little illusion in his heart…

Maybe?

Maybe the other party’s guess is correct?

But now, seeing Wei Yuechu’s body, the truth has indeed come to light.

Wu Su sighed and patted Blast on the shoulder: “Sorry.”

Blast took a deep breath: “Give me some time.”

Wu Su: “Okay, you want…”

blast: “Where is our data room?”

Wu Su: “???”

A pained expression appeared on Blast’s face: “I want to stay quietly for a while.”

…And information?

Wu Su blinked awkwardly, and pointed in one direction.

“Thank you.” Blast hurriedly thanked him, then turned around and strode towards the direction he pointed.

Behind him, Chen Qingye narrowed his eyes slightly, habitually raised his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a bright light flashed on the glasses.

Information room.

Blast sat on the ground, carefully flipping through a pile of materials.

Suddenly, he felt itchy on his thumb.

He turned his head to look, almost lost his soul.

A huge black bug was lying on his thumb, and two small black eyes were staring at him.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-” Blast screamed halfway, and the black beetle fluttered its wings and flew to the side, landing on the man’s thickly callused fingers because of holding the pen for many years.

The scream of blast stuck in his throat, and it didn’t go up and down, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Chen Qingye squinted his eyes slightly, bent down, and leaned closer to the opponent, his inquiring gaze shot through the lens.

Blast was so scared that he was all hairy, he leaned back a little: “You, what are you doing?”

Chen Qingye smiled slightly: “You didn’t see Wei Yuechu’s body, did you?”

blast: “!!!”

Hold! ! !

Chen Qingye seemed to have read the information he wanted from the other’s expression. He slowly sat down beside Blast:

“Go ahead, what are you looking for?”

blast: “…”

He bit his head: “What did you say? I don’t understand…”

Chen Qingye picked up a stack of materials and pushed his glasses unhurriedly: “Do you think you are good at dealing with words?”

blast: “…”

Damn, it’s so hot.

Chen Qingye turned his head and smiled at him: “If two people look for it together, it will definitely be faster, right?”

·

Inside the room.

Ye Jia sat among the scattered pieces of paper, lowered his head to study something.

“You leave the matter to him, are you really okay?” Ji Xuan sat down beside him, with an imperceptible jealousy in his calm tone: “This person has a reckless personality and often moves hands and feet. .”

Ye Jia: “…”

Your focus is to use your hands, right?

He said: “Blast is a person who puts everything on his face. The other members of the bureau may be able to hide it, but Chen Qingye should already know Blast well, and there is a high possibility that he will be aware of it.”

Ye Jia touched the back end of the pen gently to her lips:

“Chen Qingye is a good hand at processing textual information. If anyone can find the information we need from the vast amount of information, he is probably the only one.”

Ji Xuan raised his eyebrows: “Then why don’t you let blast tell anyone?”

Ye Jia smiled shortly: “The program has to go.”

Ji Xuan: “…”

You just want to satisfy your own evil taste, right?

The smile on his lips deepened, and he lowered his head to look at the note in Ye Jia’s hand: “What? How is your interpretation now?”

Ye Jia: “This part should be talking about the conditions for completely releasing the mother from the door. There are four in total. I’m still deciphering the most critical part, but it’s coming soon.”

He lowered his head and continued to write and draw on the paper in front of him.

First of all, it is the concentration of evil thoughts—the springs being dug under M City should be for this purpose.

Then, it is a body—every part must be contaminated with strong malice.

Ye Jia’s pen paused slightly, and the scene of his mother falling in a pool of blood flashed in his mind.

…Is that so?

The body parts that can become “mothers” probably need to go through this process before they can become qualified parts.

And the remaining two…

·

The bureau’s reference room.

There was the sound of the pages turning, other than that, the room was full of silence.

Chen Qingye spoke suddenly, breaking the dead silence: “Look at this.”

Blast came over: “What?”

Chen Qingye held up a piece of yellowed paper and showed the content on it to Blast: “This is the list of the creators of the Supernatural Administration.”

“Oh…” Blast replied dullly: “What’s the matter?”

Chen Qingye sighed with hatred for iron and steel, and pointed to one of the lines: “Look here.”

That is the list of investors who created the Occult Administration.

Among them, 80% of the funds come from the same family, and that family has a very unusual surname——

Ji.

“…Ji?” Blast was taken aback: “Is this surname common?”

Chen Qingye narrowed his eyes slightly: “…uncommon.”

·

Ye Jia finally decoded the last two conditions.

Article 3-The direct blood of the person who opened the door.

The person who officially opened the door is Qi Shengze, so this direct bloodline probably refers to himself.

Ye Jia thoughtfully, looked towards the bottom one.

And the fourth-

Ye Jia was startled slightly, as if he didn’t expect that what he decoded would be such an answer.

He stared at the words on his paper, lost in thought.

The fourth is-

The direct blood of the man who made the door.