After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Outside the window, dark clouds pressed very low, rolling in mid-air, releasing an unknown breath outward.

The room was dim.

Ye Jia sat cross-legged on the ground, and the ground in front of him was covered with papers, and the fuzzy small prints were densely arranged on it, which looked like a huge net, which trapped him in it.

He lowered his eyes, a pair of scarlet pupils were hidden under the long eyelashes, his eyes quietly fell on the paper in front of him, as if thinking about something.

In the dark, the young man is motionless, his body does not rise and fall with his breath, just like a sculpture sleeping in the shadows.

Suddenly, he seemed to be aware of something, suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the door.

In the corridor.

The shadow ghost walked in the front and said cheerfully: “It should be in front!”

Chen Qingye and Blast walked in front of it. Their expressions seemed to be equally calm and dull, but there was a sense of sluggishness in their eyes that seemed to have not been relieved from the impact, and they moved forward blankly and mechanically. NS.

The sound of A-mi pulled them back into the real world.

Blast turned his head stiffly to look at Chen Qingye, and found that the other person was also looking at him, and the two people saw the same suspicious expression in each other’s eyes.

… What the ghost said earlier… is false, right?

It can’t be true, right?

Or…what kind of Li Guixin’s conspiracy is this…maybe?

Suddenly, the shadow ghost walking in front suddenly stopped. Blast and Chen Qingye behind him were also shocked and stopped at the fastest speed-they didn’t feel any changes in the aura ahead. This makes them instinctively vigilant.

In the darkness ahead, the slender and straight figure of the young man was vaguely visible.

His face was hidden in the depths of the shadows, and the breath of his whole body was condensed intact, but he inexplicably gave people a strong sense of oppression.

The young man stepped forward, and the outline of his facial features became deeper and deeper under the cover of darkness. A pair of scarlet pupils were half-squinted, and he looked towards the direction of the visitor.

There was not much emotion in the depths of those eyes, as if it came from some inhuman creature.

The muscles on Chen Qingye’s back tightened, and a shudder that only arises when facing a strong enemy climbed up his spine. He subconsciously put his palm into his sleeve, and his fingertips touched Ah Chang’s hard and cold carapace. , As if the only way to suppress the anxiety in my heart.

After all… all his intelligence now comes from blast.

It’s not that he doesn’t trust his companion, but…

Even Chen Qingye had to admit that ace is indeed too deceptive.

The other party frowned slightly.

Chen Qingye’s breathing eased.

“You can actually find here.”

Ye Jia sighed silently, and that pale face showed a familiar human expression-lazy, gentle, with a bit of alienation and drift.

Chen Qingye was stunned, and the fingertips that went into the cuffs moved away from Ah Chang’s body.

Ye Jia turned to the side and stepped aside from the door: “Come in.”

There was a mess in the room.

This is not M City. Ye Jia just randomly found an unmanned room with a large enough area to temporarily settle down. The bright light from the computer illuminates the layout of the room.

The little black hand peeked out from the screen, just in time to see that the scattered paper on the ground was cruelly crushed by the young man who walked in.

It let out an exclamation: “Eh! Are those things useful?”

Ye Jia looked down at his feet: “This.”

He lifted his finger, and the invisible force was operating in the air, sweeping all the scattered paper on the ground aside, like useless garbage piled on the ground: “It is no longer needed.”

“Oh, has it been deciphered?” The little black hand suddenly realized.

Ye Jia let out an “um” and didn’t continue to say anything.

Ye Jia turned to look at the two ghosts standing at the door, and asked, “How did you get in?”

Chen Qingye and Blast pointed in the same direction tacitly.

Ye Jia looked in the direction of their fingers, and the **** red pupils froze on the shadow ghost’s misty figure.

Ami: “…”

I don’t know why… it always feels… a feeling of guilty conscience.

Ami coughed: “Um, I’m here to spread the word for the king!”

“That is to say,” it organized the language: “The king asked me to tell you that the two hundred thousand souls have been done, and there is no need to worry about it.”

Ye Jia said “Oh”, he still seemed to be distracted, even if Ami brought such exciting news, there was no obvious reaction.

“Two hundred thousand souls?” The two people on the side were taken aback by the term: “What’s the matter?”

The shadow ghost kindly explained their confusion: “Mother let the king and…ace slaughter the city and bring her 200,000 living souls. It should be a preparation for opening the door completely. We guess that the mother will soon It’s time to start.”

Chen Qingye was taken aback and looked at Ye Jia: “So, these clouds outside are…?”

Ye Jia nodded: “Yes, I made it.”

Blast raised his hand and scratched his head: “Then…what about the scream we just heard?”

Ye Jia pointed to the computer on the side.

The little black hand graciously waved at the two people who came over, proudly showing them the horror film clips he collected.

blast, Chen Qingye: “…”

Ah, it turned out to be so.

This little black hand is really… very practical.

When he recovered from the sluggishness, Chen Qingye asked:

“So, is what the ghost said just now is true?”

Regarding… the mother should act soon.

The shadow ghost who was mentioned suddenly leaned over and enthusiastically stretched out his hand at him: “Ami.”

Chen Qingye: “…Huh?”

Shadow Ghost: “My name is Ami!”

The two humans in front of him fell into silence together: “…”

What kind of ghost name is this? !

Ami laughed “hehe” twice, and asked mysteriously: “Do you… like cats?”

Two people: “………………”

? ? ?

Thanks to Ye Jia’s timely voice, the deadlock was broken: “Yes, the time left for us is not long before my mother acts.”

Upon hearing this, both of them were secretly surprised.

For a while, the room fell into dead silence.

“Oh, that’s right!” Blast seemed to have thought of something suddenly, turned around and walked outside the door, and then there was a struggling muffled sound from outside the door. A few seconds later, Blast dragged one and was tied into a zongzi. The middle-aged man walked in again, and he threw the man in front of Ye Jia with ease: “Hey.”

Ye Jia was stunned, his eyes fell on the man’s slightly deformed face, and it took a few seconds to recognize the other’s face.

This is the… Chief Director?

Blast and Chen Qingye simply recounted their process of finding clues and actions.

The middle-aged man lying on the ground made a “Well” sound in his mouth, like a maggot wriggling on the ground.

Ye Jia looked at him thoughtfully.

No wonder. In this way, a lot of things can be explained-whether it was the previous administration’s almost inaction, or the other party’s unexpected cooperation that night… and the subsequent attack, they also got a reasonable explanation. After all, according to his observations during this period of time, although there is indeed an induction between the mother and the direct line, it is absolutely impossible to know their position so accurately.

Seeing the other party squirming, Blast kicked him unceremoniously: “Be honest.”

He raised his head and looked at Ye Jia with an expression of “Am I very useful” on his face. He pressed the corner of his mouth and asked:

“How about it?”

Chen Qingye added: “But his mouth is very strict, and he hasn’t confided any information to us up to now.”

Ye Jia shook his head: “It’s okay.”

The two in front of them were slightly startled.

Eh?

Ye Jia: “I have basically got all the information I need now, even if he doesn’t plan to say anything, it doesn’t matter.”

Disappointment was obvious on Blast’s face: “So…”

He lowered his head, looked at the Chief Director who was lying at his feet, and kicked him again in despair.

The other party was in pain, his body curled up like dried shrimps, a pair of brown and black eyeballs staring at the blast like a cannibalism, with a craziness in the bottom of his eyes.

blast: “So, is he useless?”

His expression was a little wilting.

This time it was done for nothing.

But unexpectedly, Ye Jia seemed to think of something, a pair of scarlet eyes drooping slightly, calm and silent, and his eyes fell on the man without seeing emotions—the other party twitched as soon as his eyes fell. After a moment, it seems to be shaking.

He retracted his gaze and looked at A-mi who was standing aside: “Take him to Ji Xuan.”

“Wu Wu ooo, ooo hum er er er -” the man on the ground if by any stimulus general, issued a muffled scream throat, eye pupil contraction, this seems very resistant.

There was no superfluous expression on Ye Jia’s face.

Ami laughed “hehe” twice: “No problem.”

It bent down, the shadow behind it opened as if there was life, and swallowed the still struggling man on the ground into its own ghost.

“Then I’ll go first.” Ami turned around, but before taking two steps, it seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and turned to look at Ye Jia: “By the way, do you have anything you need me to bring to the king?”

In this sentence, the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Blast and Chen Qingye immediately remembered the bitterness that each other had poured along the way…and the terrifying amount of information in it.

Their faces were slightly distorted, and they all showed strange expressions that could not be described.

Ye Jia didn’t notice the difference between these two humans.

He thought for a while, and said, “Let him stand still. There is no need to come to me during this period of time, and I can’t make my mother suspicious.”

The expressions of the two behind them were even more difficult to describe.

“Okay.” Ami responded readily, and then disappeared into the air.

Ye Jia turned to look at the remaining two: “You…”

He was startled by the strange expression on the opponent’s face: “What’s the matter?”

Blast and Chen Qingye: “No, nothing.”

——Just listened to the gossip about love and hatred between you and the ghost king all the way.

It’s very exciting.

Ye Jia glanced at the two men suspiciously, and finally did not continue to question.

His expression was slightly correct, and he said, “I know the way to stop my mother.”

Chen Qingye and Blast were taken aback, and asked in disbelief, “What, what?”

“That’s right.” Ye Jia nodded. He pointed to the black leather notebook that had been specially processed, and the messy pile of waste paper around it: “I have deciphered it all.”

“Here, there is really an answer in it?!” Blast’s eyes lit up.

Although he has been looking forward to the emergence of this result, after all, this notebook was written by the former director who did not know how many years ago. Although the other party really has deep research in this area, he still dare not hope for it.

“Yes.”

Ye Jia got the affirmative answer.

Chen Qingye: “What is the method?”

“Only when there is enough malice in the real world, can the mother be released from the other side,” Ye Jia lightly moved the notebook’s slightly rough cover with his fingertips, and said: “So, what I am going to do is directly Start from the root cause and destroy the basic conditions for the opponent to enter the real world.”

“But,” Blast frowned, “I have seen those malicious things with my own eyes…”

Those liquids that are sticky, dark, and emit an unknown smell, which can pollute almost everything in the world.

Even Li Gui did not dare to approach, as long as he was touched, he would be swallowed by his mind.

“Don’t worry.” Ye Jia smiled shortly:

“The method I deciphered to purify malice.”

blast, Chen Qingye: “!!!”

“However,” Ye Jia said before the two became excited, “I need your help.”

“No problem!” Blast patted his chest and promised: “You said, what is needed!”

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, his red pupils gleaming in the darkness: “To be precise, I need the assistance of the Supernatural Administration”

He paused and said, “The sooner the better.”

——It must be before the mother starts her plan.

·

Blast and Chen Qingye left, and the little black hand has set the horror film editing to repeat, and got back into the ghostly mythical creature.

Ye Jia was the only one left in the room again.

The sky outside the window is gloomy, with dark clouds covering the sky densely and thickly. Below, you can vaguely see the street lights flashing on the street, and it is almost impossible to tell the time of appearance by the color of the sky.

Ye Jia retracted his gaze towards the sky.

The pieces of paper piled up in the corner of the room were rolled up by the wind blowing from the window and landed at Ye Jia’s feet.

He paused, bent down, and picked up one of the pages.

The handwriting on it is scattered, and after a lot of alterations, almost no one can recognize it except him.

Ye Jia knew exactly what was written on it.

Regarding malice.

There is a certain amount of malicious retention in the real world. The more tragic deaths, the greater the number of malicious urges, but it has not continued to accumulate with the passage of time, because the world has been maintained. Very stable cycle.

If Li Gui wants to resist the passage of time, he must continue to devour other souls, so that malice will gather in its body.

Therefore, it will gradually lose its reason and become a crazy evil spirit, and it will also become a target that humans hope to eliminate.

The malice it swallows will die with its extinction.

And the malicious value created when it is destroyed is still the same as the amount created when a soul is destroyed.

Therefore, the essence of the devouring of the ghosts is to strictly control the amount of maliciousness.

But the intervention of the Occult Administration completely disrupted this cycle.

Malice is not only being artificially created, but more importantly, malice without soul support cannot be swallowed by ghosts, so it can only sink below the ground, continue to accumulate in this world, and become a spring.

In fact, Ye Jia lied just now.

His method is not to purify malice.

But… to find the carrier for them again, let them participate in this cycle again.

Ye Jia raised his hand, his fingertips were shining with the icy light of the knife, he saw his pupils reflected from it on the water-like knife surface, and was silently staring at him.

Those eyes were very calm and seemed to have made up their minds a long time ago.

He is the carrier.

Ye Jia raised his hand and pressed his icy chest. Under the silent ribs, he could feel the mother’s sarcoma that was still releasing energy continuously-he was only temporarily turned into It was just a ghost. In fact, Ji Xuan wrapped the sarcoma tightly with Yin Qi to ensure that the process was reversible.

Therefore, as long as the sarcoma is taken out, he can become a fragile human again, as long as he is shot in the brain and heart, he will easily die.

And his ability is to swallow, so even if he becomes a carrier, he won’t die immediately.

No one is more suitable than him.

…So, Ji Xuan could never understand the slightest bit of this plan. He could not approach, participate, or meet with himself.

Ye Jia didn’t just worry that the other party would obstruct him.

In addition, there is another…

Even he himself is unwilling to admit the reason for being hidden in the secret and obscurity.

Ye Jia turned to look out the window again.

The sky was gloomy and no light was visible.

Layers of dark clouds are reflected in his eyes. Although there is no superfluous expression on his face, there is a silent and restrained sadness inexplicably.

…Because I might still have nostalgia.

But fortunately, he commissioned the shadow ghost to send a message.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief-at least Ji Xuan was very obedient, so it is estimated that he will not come to interfere with him again during the next period of time.

Without warning–

“Why sigh?” The man’s deep, magnetic voice came not far from behind. The voice was so familiar that it almost made him suspect that it came from his own memory.

Ye Jia was frightened and jumped on the spot.

With a shocked look on his face, he suddenly looked at where the sound was coming from.

——I saw that the man who shouldn’t have appeared was standing in the hallway, as if he had just crawled out of his mind.

Ye Jia: “…”

Ji Xuan took a few steps forward, the sense of existence exuded by his slender and tall figure could hardly be ignored, and could not be explained by hallucinations at all.

He looked at the young man not far away suspiciously, his scarlet eyes reflected in the face of the other person’s unconcealed astonishment:

“What’s wrong? Are you so surprised to see me?”

Ye Jia: “…”

What do you say? ?

He looked at each other blankly, almost suspicious of life.

This guy doesn’t really have any special powers, does it?

…This is too lingering! !