"Are you going to find them?"
Even though the tears on the puppet master's face were still wet, mixed with the shock in his eyes, he looked extraordinarily funny. He repeated in disbelief, "Are you serious?"
Ye Jia raised his eyebrows: "You don't believe it?"
"Are you crazy?" The puppet master showed a ghostly expression: "I don't even want to see them!"
The greed of S-rank Specter is never-ending, they are eager to devour their own kind and make themselves stronger.
So their battles with each other are far more fierce and terrifying than those of other classes, and now they are just barely maintaining their apparent calm. In fact, if they do encounter other ghosts on their own territory, it doesn't matter what the mother's order is. Whatever, they will eat it right.
"It seems that your brotherhood is not very strong." Ye Jia asked solemnly: "Will your mother not be sad?"
The puppet master's expression was slightly distorted, as if he had swallowed a worm alive: "..."
Sorry for your head.
Ye Jia casually pulled a paper from the stack of books on the side, and glanced at it with his eyes down.
A lot of red.
He raised his eyes, shook the paper in his hand, and made a soft sound of rubbing the pages: "So, are you ready to cooperate?"
The puppet master's eyes fell on the paper in Ye Jia's hand, and a trace of fear appeared on that small face, he swallowed hard, and then said through gritted teeth.
"I don't care if you want to kill me anyway."
"Do you want a position?" The puppet master retracted his gaze gloomily, raised his eyes and looked at Ye Jia: "Of course, but..."
He stretched his voice and continued word by word: "I won't give you any information other than the location."
Ye Jia looked at him calmly, his light-colored eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
The puppet master glanced at Ji Xuan who was standing by the side, and then looked at Ye Jia again, with a deep meaning: "I think you should also know that all our ghosts are restricted by the blood of our mother, the information we can reveal Not much, and… the closer you are to your mother, the more oppressed you are.”
His eyes were sinister, as if he meant something.
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes and asked, "It's this time now, do you think it's still useful to sow discord?"
Seeing that his intentions were in vain, the even teacher just snorted and continued: "Anyway, there is only so much information I can give you, and I will give it again and again."
He is also smart and knows that he has reservations about information so that he will not be killed immediately.
Ye Jia agreed: "Okay..."
After reaching an agreement, Ye Jia took the lead to leave the ghost.
Ji Xuan also turned around and prepared to leave, but the puppet master behind him suddenly stopped him: "Ji Xuan, have you really thought about it?"
In the center of the warehouse, a seven- or eight-year-old child was sitting on the ground holding the fragments of the doll, looking up with a pale little face, his dark eyes seemed to be poisoned, and he unabashedly exuded the maliciousness of Sensen: "Your The power is in the same vein as the mother, and when the mother is weakened, you will be weakened in the same way... It's been so long, you can't feel it?"
Ji Xuan's pace stopped slightly.
"If it was in the game, facing the old you, I would hardly have the strength to fight." The puppet master narrowed his eyes, as if he was recalling and savoring the previous picture.
His lips rose silently, revealing a creepy smile: "But... it's different now."
Although he was still defeated that day, as a ghost, the puppet master could keenly perceive the difference in Ji Xuan's aura.
The failure of Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, the loss of part of the mother's limbs, and the death of Lord of the Flies are all weakening of the mother's power. And all the S-rank Specter are closely related to their mothers.
Even as a direct descendant, Ji Xuan was affected more than any other S-rank Specter.
Coupled with the deliberate suppression and punishment by his mother, this makes him unable to exert his true strength now.
Looking at Ji Xuan's indifferent back in front of him, the smile on the puppet master's lips widened: "So, are you sure you want to use this state to fight against other S-rank lords who rivaled your heyday?"
"It's not good for you to help humans." The puppet master smiled and added: "Mother knows about this, you know it, and I know it, but... He doesn't know, right?"
The child's face had a sinister look that did not match his age. He looked at the straight back of the man in front of him and asked softly, "You do so much..." The puppet master smiled maliciously and happily: "Really does it worth?"
"You said, if he found out, would he be reluctant, or would he be relieved?"
Ji Xuan was expressionless from the beginning to the end, his dark red eyes were full of joy and anger, and when the other party said these words, his eyes moved slightly, and he turned to look at the puppet master behind him.
His fingertips lifted slightly.
The puppet master only felt that some powerful and terrifying force slammed him to the ground, and every bone in his body clacked under the pressure, and his internal organs seemed to be crushed into mud. , he rolled up a pair of dark eyes full of scarlet bloodshot, and made a painful hehe in his throat.
In the narrow field of vision, a pair of spotless shoes appeared in front of him.
The man's unpredictable voice came from the top of his head, his deep and hoarse voice was extraordinarily calm, and it looked extraordinarily dangerous and terrifying: "It seems that you are really idle."
- Puppet master, who controls not only puppets, but also people's hearts. In short, he loves to sow discord.
"In that case, I'll find you something to do." Ji Xuan looked down at the puppet master at his feet and said slowly.
The puppet master's expression froze.
In the next second, all the papers and broken puppets on the side were given life, roaring with hatred and approaching him one after another.
The puppet master's pupils instantly shrank.
He seemed to want to say something, but his throat was tightly pressed and he could only utter indistinct syllables.
Ji Xuan raised his lips, but his dark red eyes did not even smile at all. He clapped his hands: "Have fun..."
He turned around and left the warehouse with vague screams behind him.
Ji Xuan stepped out of the ghost.
Ye Jia sat at the dining table and looked down at the piece of paper with the address in his hand.
He looked up at Ji Xuan who suddenly appeared, and asked casually, "Why so long?"
The light above his head fell and sprinkled on the young man's body. The light-colored hair was fluffy under the warm yellow light. He raised his eyes slightly and looked in his direction. Qing Jun, with a calm expression, those former hostility and swordsmanship were hidden, like a long sword scabbard, only softness remained - although it was only an illusion, it had an almost fatal temptation.
Ji Xuan lowered his eyes and hooked his lips calmly: "I dealt with some personal matters."
The puppeteer's question was stupid - "Is it worth it?"
As if he was a sacrifice that silently gave without expecting anything in return.
how is this possible
All ghosts are greedy and selfish beings.
- All the pay, but the betting is a carefully calculated chip, a bet that must be invested in order to get the final reward.
Ji Xuan's eyes were slightly dark, and the gloom at the bottom of his eyes was subtly hidden under his eyelashes.
He pulled away the chair, sat down opposite Ye Jia, then coughed lightly, pulling the other party back from his thoughtful state.
With a smile on Ji Xuan's lips, he said warmly, "Eat first, or it will get cold later."
Ye Jia, who was wandering, snorted, and then slowly picked up the chopsticks.
After taking two bites of food, he realized later that he was interrupted by the puppet master's affairs, and he accidentally forgot his original purpose - to speak clearly with Ji Xuan.
Ye Jia lowered his head and looked at the rice in the bowl: "..."
Failed...
He raised his head and looked at Ji Xuan who was sitting opposite him.
The man held his cheek with one hand and stared at him fixedly.
After finding his gaze, he smiled slightly and asked, "How is it?"
Ye Jia looked away: "Well, it's okay."
Chen Qingye lowered his head, carefully looked aside the address written on the piece of paper in his hand, then looked up at ace sitting opposite him, and asked, "What do you think?"
Wei Yuelu disturbed the milk green in front of him, and took over the words bluntly: "What can you think? Of course I'll hit it!"
There was a raging fighting intent in her eyes: "The address is in hand, so let's find out this Specter first, and then torture the information out of its mouth!"
Chen Qingye: "…"
He sighed: "You really don't have a brain, can everything be solved by force with you?"
"Of course..." Wei Yue narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Would you like to try it?"
Ah Chang, who was leaning down beside the coffee cup and drinking milk tea, raised his head and looked at the girl opposite with his compound eyes flashing with cold metal light, his small jaw twitched twice.
Ye Jia sighed helplessly: "You wake up, you are still in the store."
Wu Su, who was sitting beside him, nodded: "That's right..."
He lowered his head and took a big mouthful of milk greens. He was hot and said inarticulately, "However, ace is right, the milk greens here are really delicious."
Apart from the four of them, there was no one else in the milk tea shop.
The yin barrier rose in the corner, completely blocking their voices.
Ye Jia took the note from Chen Qingye's hand, lowered his eyes, and looked thoughtfully on the paper: "The authenticity of the news can be assured, but the source..."
-The verbal contract is restricted and protected by ghosts. Since the puppet master has agreed to cooperate with them, the information he can give must be true.
only…
This does not mean that the other party's intentions are not sinister.
"Source?" Chen Qingye was keenly aware of the deep meaning in Ye Jia's voice: "Is it a Specter?"
Ye Jia: "Yes..."
The four present fell silent at the same time.
They have dealt with ghosts a lot in the game, so it is clearer that none of the ghosts will give completely free and harmless information - even if what they say is true, their intentions are often extremely vicious. Unsuspectingly believing the information given by Specter will surely be deceived.
Don't believe Li Gui's words, this is the rule 101 in the game.
"Oh, so what!" Wei Yue suddenly said, and slapped the table heavily, and the milk tea cup on the table shook, pouring Mr. Chang upright.
Chen Qingye frowned, stretched out his hand to straighten the coffee cup, and glanced accusingly at Wei Yue.
"Apart from this, we have no other path to break through now!" Wei Yue said bluntly: "Could it be that we have to wait for those S-rank Specters to complete their respective tasks, and then destroy us in one go? "
Chen Qingye took out a tissue and wiped Ah Chang's face.
"Although I don't like Miss Maid herself..." He folded the dirty tissue and threw it into the trash can, then raised his head and said solemnly: "But this time, I agree with her opinion - we have no other choice, You can only take one step at a time.”
Wei Yue glanced at him unexpectedly: "Hey, I thought you would only sing the opposite of me."
Chen Qingye adjusted his glasses and didn't answer, but continued to follow his own train of thought: "Although this is the case, I think we are fully prepared to deal with all changes. After all, no matter whether the information given by Specter is harmless or not, Those are all s-class ghosts, it is impossible not to be dangerous."
Wu Su nodded: "Agree..."
Ye Jia chuckled: "Since you have no opinion, so be it."
Chen Qingye took out another tissue and started wiping the table. Chang drank the milk tea, burped, and then crawled into Chen Qingye's sleeve crookedly.
Wei Yue frowned: "Are you obsessed with cleanliness?"
Chen Qingye shook his head: "I just love cleanliness."
"Then why do you keep worms?" Wei Yueyue asked in confusion.
Chen Qingye narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "They are not bugs."
"Okay, okay..." Wei Yue raised his hands as if surrendering, and shrugged, "If you don't, it's not."
Chen Qingye: "…"
When the two people were bickering every day, Ye Jia turned to look at Wu Su and said, "Next, we may have to leave M city for a while, so I suggest you take down my signature first, after all, it is people who are attracted to me. Not necessarily ghosts."
Wu Su nodded: "Okay..."
Ye Jia: "We try to clean up a batch of high-level ghosts in M City before we leave, so as to reduce your future burden."
Wu Su nodded vigorously again: "Okay!"
Ye Jia: "So, don't forget my reward."
He pointed to the other two: "And their..."
Chen Qingye and Wei Yue were both stunned for a moment. They all stopped bickering and turned their heads to look in Ye Jia's direction. Both their expressions were equally dazed.
Wei Yue Yue: "Remuneration? Is there a reward for doing this?"
Chen Qingye hesitated: "So, are we hired now?"
Wu Su smiled: "Of course! You are all special employees of the Occult Administration now! The remuneration is equivalent to the special salary of a member of the Combat Section. In addition, there are performance and bonuses!"
Wei Yue's eyes lit up: "Special class? How many?"
Chen Qingye, who had done his homework before coming here, hesitated for a moment, then leaned over and whispered a number.
Wei Yue's eyes brightened: "Wow!"
She stood up in a hurry and rushed towards the counter: "Thank you for two more cups of milk green for me!"
Ye Jia showed a mysterious smile.
- What's better than making money alone
That is to make money together.
At this moment, Wu Su's phone rang. He was polite and hung up the phone.
However, within two seconds, the phone rang again.
Wei Yue: "Take it, maybe something really happened."
Wu Su sighed helplessly and answered the phone, but just as he put the phone to his ear, a loud screeching voice rang from the other end of the phone, almost deafening Wu Su: "Captain!"
Wu Su: "…"
He silently took the phone away, and then asked angrily, "What's the matter? Speak well!"
The opposite side hesitated: "That... I think you have to go back to the bureau and take a look."
"Is there anything I can't say on the phone?" Wu Su frowned.
But before he could finish speaking, there was only a beeping busy tone on the other side of the phone.
Wu Su: "…"
When the opportunity arises, I must change to a subordinate who can speak clearly.
After learning that she has money to make, Wei Yue looks extraordinarily energetic, she stands up abruptly: "Walk around, is there something wrong in the bureau? I'm here!"
Chen Qingye sat upright: "If the seniors need it, I can actually help."
Ye Jia is very pleased with this: "Since the two of you are in charge of handling it, then I am relieved."
What he said was very high-sounding, the other three didn't even react, and saw the young man stand up slowly, picked up the milk green that he had not finished drinking, turned and walked out, the old god waved his hand on the ground: "Go back. See… "
Three people: "…"
Wait, why didn't you follow a routine
And Wu Su, who was sitting on the side, was a little dazed—this kind of blatantly bounced tickets... Why does he always feel a little familiar
Ye Jia, who had already left, did not have the slightest conscience.
- After all, he has several jobs. Although the matter here is finished, he still has to go to the logistics department to check in.
After leaving the milk tea shop, Ye Jia leisurely changed into a set of clothes, and then rushed to the Supernatural Bureau.
After taking the elevator, just as he walked to the door, he felt a strange atmosphere.
It was so quiet inside the door.
There should have been people coming and going. In the busy Occult Bureau, you could hear the sound of a needle falling quietly, and through the frosted glass door, you couldn't see any crowds.
Ye Jia frowned.
He reached out and pushed open the door.
In the next second, a hand stretched out from the side and firmly grasped Ye Jia's wrist: "Shh!"
Ye Jia was shocked.
Fortunately, he recognized who the other party was in advance, and Kankan restrained his desire to shoot.
Cheng Cezhi pulled Ye Jia aside and said nervously in a low voice, "You shouldn't have come!"
Ye Jia glanced at the current situation in front of his eyes - the hall of the Administration Bureau was full of debris, as if it had been swept by a storm. The employees of the Administration Bureau huddled together in the corner of the hall, a group of people gathered together, and it was dazzling. A large area, but quiet like a quail.
He frowned and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Cheng Cezhi: "I actually..."
Before he could finish his words, a table that had been melted into crimson by high temperature was thrown out from the interior of the Bureau.
The next second, a lazy voice sounded from that direction: "So, you don't know where ace is?"
Ye Jia: "..."
Gan…
He seemed to know who it was.
I saw a man walking out of the bureau slowly. His face was handsome, his hair was dyed red like flames, he had pierced ears, and several ear studs hung shiningly. Skull-printed t-shirt and chain-covered jeans, looking arrogant and arrogant: "You think I'd believe this? If no one tells me where he is, believe it or not I'll take your rubbish. Demolished!"
Ye Jiasheng closed his eyes reluctantly.
Gan, it's really him.
"It's you?!" Wei Yue took the chainsaw and kicked the door open. The moment he saw the man, his eyes widened in shock: "blast?"
blast, the standings fluctuated from seventh to twenty-fifth.
He earns a lot of points and squanders a lot, especially likes to participate in gambling between players, and even once fell out of the top 30 because he lost too much.
Although the player looks different from the one in the game, it is impossible for anyone who has seen him to not recognize him immediately—because his dress and hair color are so unconventional, the player looks and dresses up in the game. It can be adjusted through points. In order to stay away from enemies and disputes, most players will spend points to modify their appearance from time to time, but only blast, no matter what it looks like, will always maintain a flamboyant red hair.
Ye Jia looked away tiredly.
In a sense, he really, has too much vengeance.
"You're here too?!" Blast's eyes lit up: "Does that mean ace is really here?"
Wei Yueli narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Where am I, it's none of your business, you quickly put the hostages away, or be careful I'll be rude to you."
Blast smiled arrogantly: "You're welcome? Just you? Try it if you have the ability!"
Wei Yue's brows furrowed, and he picked up the chainsaw and attacked. The buzzing sound of the chainsaw and the sound of crackling flames intertwined. At that moment, it exploded in the hall of the Administration Bureau. The sawdust paper was raised and fell down one after another.
"A-chang..." A slow voice sounded at the door: "Go and help her..."
In the next second, a pitch-black centipede suddenly became larger, but it seemed to be concerned about the height of the Administration Bureau, and did not change to the size of the previous several meters high.
Blast habitually dodged, dodging Ah Chang's attack.
He fixed his eyes on the place where he was standing just now, and looked at the eyes on Ah Chang's body.
blast: "…"
His face was pale in an instant, and he was so frightened: "Ah, there are worms!"
He instinctively released the flame, and the jumping yin fire attacked in the direction of Ah Chang. Ah Chang's body was huge but flexible, and he ducked to the side with a skillful attitude, avoiding the flames that attacked him.
As a result, the roaring fiery flame distorted the air slightly, and rushed straight towards the shivering staff behind it—
As if everything was slowing down.
And Ye Jia was standing right in front of the flame.