In the darkness, the little girl gasped out of breath.
Big tears fell and fell on her knees.
She only remembered that she was in class at school, suddenly felt dizzy, passed out, and woke up to this horrible place.
It was so cold around, it was so cold, she couldn't help shivering from head to toe.
Moreover, she could always hear some weird, rustling voices in the distance. Even though she tried her best to cover her ears, she couldn't stop those voices from slipping in between her fingers.
very scary…
Mom, Dad, I miss you so much...
Where are you…
The little girl shivered and curled up her already thin body, her back tightly against the wall, as if only in this way could she absorb a little sense of security.
Suddenly, she heard a voice coming from above her head:
"What, are you lost?"
The little girl shuddered with fright, raised her head with tears in her eyes, and looked in the direction from which the voice came.
I saw a tall young man standing not far away. He was also wearing a hospital gown, his skin was very white, and his light amber eyes were half-squinted, looking a little lazy.
He half-squatted down, his voice clear and calm, inexplicably giving people a feeling of peace of mind:
"What's your name?"
The little girl burped and timidly replied, "... I, my name is Sun, Sun Jiale."
"How old?"
"It's going to be eight years old soon." The little girl's big eyes were washed with tears and became more black and white. She sniffed and replied in a low voice.
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes without a trace.
He was far away just now, and his feelings were not clear enough. Now that he got closer, he was very sure that he could smell the cold and gloomy stench from this little girl's soul, and that smell penetrated deeply into her soul. .
If the soul leaves the body for three days and still fails to return to the body, it will never return.
If she is left alone, she will surely die, and this wisp of ghost will make her a new ghost.
And this place is a hospital that has long-term cooperation with the Administration. If something goes wrong here, not only will the employees’ medical insurance not be reimbursed, but it will also bring about a series of worse chain reactions, with unimaginable consequences.
It seems that he can't let it go this time.
Ye Jia sighed in his heart.
…Alas, working overtime on sick leave.
The worst social animal is no different from this.
After answering two questions, Sun Jiale's mood was obviously much calmer than before.
She looked up at Ye Jia and asked carefully:
"Brother... can you see me?"
When she just woke up, no matter how loudly she cried, all the doctors and nurses passing by turned a blind eye to her. In panic, she tried to reach out to pull the other side's shirt, but she was horrified to find that her fingers actually pierced from the other side. I wore it on my body—
Although Sun Jiale is young, he knows everything he should know.
She held back her tears, choked and asked, "I, am I dead?"
Ye Jia lowered his eyes and reached out to her: "Come."
The young man's fingers were fair and slender, with well-defined joints, glowing with the luster of jade under the light outside the window.
"Touch it."
Sun Jiale carefully stretched out her pale little hand and placed it in the palm of the other party's palm—she widened her eyes in surprise: "... Touch, touch!"
"So you see," Ye Jia said with a faint smile on his lips: "You and I are not dead, right?"
He folded his fingers and gently pulled him off the ground:
"Let's go, I'll take you to find your parents."
The little girl's eyes lit up, and she nodded heavily: "Yeah!"
Hearing her answer, the little black hand stuck his head out on Ye Jia's shoulder and muttered:
"Oh, another stupid human being confused by performance."
Sad human beings, how ruthless and maddening he can't see the other side of this man's skin!
Sun Jiale was startled by the little black hand who suddenly came out: "Brother... you, what's on your shoulder?"
"Accessories."
Ye Jia smiled and pulled the little black hand down.
The young man's fingers were nimble, and it took only a few seconds to tie the elongated body of the little black hand into a bow: "Does it look good?"
Sun Jiale looked at the bow in Ye Jia's palm in amazement, and nodded vigorously: "Good-looking!"
Little Black Hand: "..."? ?
It's outrageous! !
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Ye Jia led the little girl and walked outside the ward.
The hospital was very quiet at night, the corridors were empty, and only one nurse on duty stayed at the front desk.
Relying on a good-looking face and sincere sweet words, Ye Jia found Sun Jiale's information through the other party very simply—obviously, Sun Jiale's family had already gone through the transfer procedures when it happened today, and transferred her to a more expensive one. private hospital.
During the conversation between the two, the little black hand tried to untangle his body, and then it climbed Ye Jia's clothes onto his shoulders.
After listening to the whole story, it hugged Ye Jia's collar and asked in a low voice:
"Boss, what are you going to do next?"
It's so late now that human public transport should be out of service.
The little black hand twisted:
"Or, wait for tomorrow?"
Ye Jia glanced at it and did not answer.
He walked to the vending machine, took out a coin from his pocket and put it in, only to hear a few jingles, and a packet of candy fell out.
Ye Jia held the candy in his hand for a few seconds, and a ghostly aura slowly clinged to the packaging bag.
Immediately afterwards, he squatted down, stuffed the candy into the little girl's hand, and said softly, "Are you hungry? Eat this."
The little girl thanked timidly.
Ye Jia looked at her: "Next, I need to cover your eyes and take a shortcut. Just hold my hand and don't let it go. Can you do it?"
Sun Jiale grabbed the candy package and nodded, "Yeah! I, I can!"
Ye Jia smiled and touched the top of her hair:
"good."
He retracted his hand, his fingertips flickered, only to hear a "thorn" sound, he tore off his clothes and tore off a long strip, and then covered it in Sun Jiale's eyes.
After Ye Jia finished everything, the little black hand came out suspiciously:
"You sealed her five senses? Why?"
In the next second, it seemed to react suddenly, and exclaimed: "Difficult, could it be...?"
Ye Jia glanced at it lightly: "I just figured it out now?"
The little black hand choked suddenly.
There is no time and space limitation in the mythical creature, and it is completely controlled by the creator, and the stronger the creator's ability, the wider the ghostly mythical creature can extend.
However, it really didn't expect that Ye Jia, as a human being, has a very high-purity ghost qi entangled in his body, and he can really tear apart the ghost and mythical creatures, and it can extend so far...
... so this one is definitely a monster!
Ye Jia raised his hand, and the knife light flickered on his fingertips, and he swiped down slowly.
A gap appeared out of thin air in the space in front of him, the cold breath and the salty bloody smell dissipated instantly, Ye Jia pulled the little girl forward, and the figures of the two were quickly engulfed.
The crack closed and the hallway was empty.
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The little black hand held Ye Jia's collar in fear and looked around carefully.
In a sense, the mythical creature is the embodiment of the inner world of the controller.
Obviously, Ye Jia didn't want it to see the whole picture of his ghost, so he deliberately controlled the area it could observe.
All it could see was a piercing bright red.
The deep and shallow red overlapped each other, blocking the sides of the road like walls, as if squirming, and layers of rust-smelling blood seeped outward.
The little black hand calmed down and glanced at the little girl who was being held by Ye Jia.
Her eyes were blindfolded, her mouth was stuffed with candy, her five senses were blocked, she walked on the sea of blood unconsciously, and she was very well protected.
The little black hand sighed somewhat unexpectedly:
"I didn't expect you to be so kind to children."
It then mumbled: "...a double standard compared to everyone else."
Ye Jia's expression did not change, and he said lightly:
"It's just the necessary measures."
Ghosts can't believe it.
The little black hand muttered in his heart.
There seems to be a lot of blocking the five senses, but Ye Jia used the gentlest and most laborious method.
But it obviously didn't dare to say what was in his heart, he just stayed peacefully on Ye Jia's shoulders, waiting for the end of the journey.
Ye Jia lowered his eyes and glanced at the little girl he was holding in his hands, and a strange color flashed in the bottom of his eyes.
In fact, it wasn't the first time he'd heard people say that.
- However, at that time, he had not yet become ACE, the god who was firmly ranked first in the game standings.
At that time, he had just entered the game not long ago. Although he already understood the cruelty and bloody nature of the game, he had not completely abandoned the innocence and kindness that came from a civilized and legal society.
It was a copy of the campus battle royale.
All the players stood in the playground shrouded in darkness, anxiously listening to the mechanical female voice above their heads slowly narrating the rules of this dungeon.
The rules are very simple and can be summed up in three words—
hide and seek.
It's just that, unlike hide-and-seek in reality, the ones who catch people in the game are real ghosts, and the players who are killed will become new ghosts, joining the hunting party and reaping the lives of their companions.
While waiting, a player in the crowd caught Ye Jia's attention.
It was a child who was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
He was not tall, thin even among his peers, rarely raised his head, and looked sullen and indifferent.
Ye Jia's temporary teammate at the time noticed his gaze, he followed Ye Jia's line of sight, then sneered and shook his head:
"Yo, there's a little one - I'm sure this little brat won't survive this dungeon."
This time the dungeon lasted for nine hours, and the rules of this time were destined to be more difficult to survive the further back, and it was impossible for children to have such physical strength and endurance.
Another companion pouted contemptuously: "Come on, I'll bet for half an hour."
Ye Jia frowned, didn't say anything, and withdrew his gaze.
His temporary teammate patted him on the shoulder: "That's the game, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest—you'll get used to it in no time."
Soon, the game begins.
Unsurprisingly, the difficulty of the dungeon increased exponentially over time, and it became more and more breathless as it went on.
Half of the six-person team that Ye Jia joined soon died, and the remaining companions were also exhausted, almost dying several times.
The corridors of the school are gloomy, the light bulbs above the head are sizzling, the walls are corroded by ghosts, turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye, the walls are rustling, and the scalp is tingling in the dead corridor.
In the darkness at the end of the corridor, the thick black hair swam forward and spread like a snake, covering the walls, floor, and ceiling, chasing the three people running in front of them.
They've used up most of the props, and all that's left is escaping.
At this moment, Ye Jia's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a thin figure standing in the stairwell to the side.
The little boy's face was pale, and he looked more and more frightening in the dark corridor. He raised his head, and a pair of dark eyes looked at the three of them.
Behind him was the Specter who was pressing step by step, but this child didn't seem to have any intention of running away. He seemed to have been frightened and fooled. He just stood there, watching the danger approaching quickly.
Ye Jia gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, raised his hand and grabbed the slender arm of the child:
"What are you doing! Run!"
The little boy didn't seem to think that he would do this, so he raised his head a little hesitantly, and let the other party pull him and run forward.
After sprinting and turning a few corners, they finally saw the safe house in the nick of time.
The dark hair rushed up, but was blocked by the abruptly closed door.
In the classroom, only a few heavy breathing could be heard.
- This safe house can only last for ten minutes. Although it is not long, it at least gives them room to rest.
Holding his knees for a few breaths, his teammates straightened up, glanced at Ye Jia, and sneered:
"I didn't expect that you still have this kind of love for children... Why, are you soft-hearted?"
He sneered: "How can you save this child? It's a burden at most. Why don't you understand the rules of this game at this time? Soft heart and love are worthless."
Ye Jia did not answer.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the child who was dragged into the safe house by him, his tone was cold:
"Next time you encounter danger, remember to run."
The little boy raised his head, his dark eyes stared at each other for a moment, he pursed his lips and nodded obediently.
"I won't save you a second time."
Ye Jia frowned, dropped the sentence coldly, then turned around and walked to the door of the safe house, looking out through the window.
"Yeah." The little boy's voice was strangely hoarse. He stared at the young man with his back turned to him, and a scarlet light flashed quickly in the depths of his dark and gloomy eyes:
"...Thank you brother."