Ye Jia was stunned and looked up at Ji Xuan.
The man in front of him held his wrist with one hand, his head was lowered, and the tip of his nose almost touched him.
The other party's breath was cold and icy, mixed with a faint smell of blood, like a big net, densely shrouded in it.
never cheat
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes.
He opened his mouth slowly and asked, "Is it you, the direct bloodline of the Gate Maker?"
The young man looked into each other's pupils with determination, and a pair of eyes of the same color had an abyss-like dark color flowing slowly, with a hint of prudence and exploration.
-Really
Ji Xuan's eyes drooped, and his gaze swept lightly on the lips of the other person who were close at hand.
The youth's lips were slightly pursed, the arches of his lips were tight, and the corners of his lips were deliberately flattened, so as not to let his expression reveal any information.
He laughed:
"I am oh."
Ji Xuan lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately against the other's nose, and whispered softly, "I'll tell you everything."
His voice was suppressed low, slightly hoarse, like a soft whisper by a lover's pillow:
"So, is there a reward? Brother."
·
Inside the Occult Administration's makeshift underground shelter.
Chen Qingye pondered for a long time, turned his head to look at Liu Zhaocheng, and asked:
"Have the corpses of Ji's house been burned down, have they been autopsyed?"
Liu Zhaocheng was taken aback by his question: "This..."
He touched his bald head and shook his head:
"I really don't know this. After all, I hadn't entered the bureau at the time, so how could I have paid attention to this matter."
Chen Qingye asked, "After that fire, did anyone else in their family survive?"
He added: "The collateral line can also be!"
Liu Zhaocheng was dazed: "Uh... this, I really don't know."
It seems that there is no news from him here.
"Okay." Chen Qingye nodded, stood up, turned and walked towards the door: "I'm bothering you."
Blast sighed, then stood up and waved his hands slackly: "That's it."
"However..." Liu Zhaocheng seemed to suddenly think of something and said, "If you really want to know the answer to your question, you may have to go to the police station, where there are probably records. Although these things are very old, they should be backed up. As for the internal system, it's just that since the incident in City M, Specter Ghosts all over the country have become active. The first large-scale attacks they attacked are places like the Supernatural Administration and the Police Station. It's probably dangerous to go there. "
"I see." Chen Qingye nodded and said, "Thank you."
Blast and Chen Qingye left Liu Zhaocheng's office.
The two walked back and forth in the corridor.
blast turned to look at Chen Qingye who was standing beside him: "Why did you ask that question just now?"
"Don't you think they died strangely?"
"It's really weird." Chen Qingye pushed up his glasses, and the lenses reflected a sharp arc in the corridor, covering the look in his eyes: "But... I don't suspect this."
"what is that?"
"If you were burned in an inhuman form," Chen Qingye said slowly, "Is it possible that it is not to hide the cause of death, but to hide the identity of the deceased?"
"What do you mean?" Blast was taken aback.
Chen Qingye said, "I mean, is it possible that those charred bodies were not from the Ji family?"
"You think they're not dead?!"
Chen Qingye shook his head: "Not really."
Blast looked blank: "Ah? What is that?"
"If the cause of their death is the same as we guessed, then there should be no corpses left." Chen Qingye said slowly: "When the ghosts attack, the victims' corpses are generally not wasted."
Basically they will be eaten.
However, there were the right number of dead bodies in this fire.
Blast was startled for a moment, he thought for a few seconds, and suddenly realized: "If someone set fire to cover up, it means that not all members of this family died! Some people survived!"
Chen Qingye: "Yes."
He looked at blast: "Is this information enough?"
"Of course it's not enough." Blast narrowed his eyes, his eyes lit up with excitement: "Do you think the same as I think?"
Chen Qingye smiled slightly: "Of course."
Now that it's all started, let's just break the casserole and find out.
·
Forty years ago, the city of m.
The night was dark.
There was not a trace of light in the dark sky, and the gray clouds were floating in strands, wrapped in a trace of ominous blood, and the edge of the sky was a hint of scarlet color, indicating the occurrence of a massacre.
The soil was damp and soft, and bright red blood seeped out from the soil layer, as if the entire land was soaked in blood.
In the blood-stained soil, black and red interlaced lines can be vaguely seen.
The bulge on the side was rolled up by a strange force, revealing a bluish and stiff limb, as if it had been dead for a long time.
A figure came over from a distance, his figure was vaguely visible in the darkness, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand.
The surroundings were dead silent, as if a stone had been thrown into a bottomless pit, and no echoes could be heard.
He stood beside this bloody land and squatted down.
With the gurgling sound of the liquid flowing, the pungent smell of gasoline drifted away instantly.
Immediately afterwards, the harsh rubbing sound of the lighter rang out in the dead silence.
A cluster of flames suddenly rose up and quickly spread above the liquid level on the ground. The flames devoured the surrounding dry grass like a bright red snake and climbed on the wooden building. The blood was evaporated by the high temperature, and a faint light was reflected in the air that was slightly floating due to the high heat.
The flames were roaring, crackling in the darkness, and half the sky was reddened.
The flames illuminated the man's face and reflected in his eyes.
Those were a pair of light brown and black eyes, not the pure black ink dyed in the Ji family's direct line, but the expression in the eyes was the same as the rest of the family—
Crazy and crazy.
·
Blast and Chen Qingye left the Occult Authority's underground shelter together.
There was no one on the street.
Most of the shops have their doors and windows closed, a bleak scene.
It is not far from the city of M. Although the sky can still be vaguely seen, there is still a gloomy atmosphere in the air, as if it is a dark and sticky floc, which accumulates around them, making it difficult for them to breathe. became difficult.
But blast and Chen Qingye didn't feel much.
In the game, the concentration of yin in the air is even more terrifying, and now the real world is just changing to the environment they are familiar with.
The sky outside the police station was shrouded in terrifying darkness.
The windows were dark, and the monsters flickering inside could be vaguely seen inside. Those black shadows flashed away, as if they were a wisp of smoke passing from the edge of the horizon.
This place has long been occupied by ghosts and has become their carnival area.
Blast's eyes lit up with fighting intent, he opened his palm, and a cluster of scorching flames suddenly jumped up from his palm: "Who killed more than you?"
Chen Qingye calmly pushed the frame of his glasses: "No."
"… Eh?"
Chen Qingye: "You'd better not shoot."
"Huh?!!" blast exclaimed, with a look of resentment: "Why?"
Chen Qingye glanced at him coldly: "Do you want to burn the whole building?"
blast: "… "
The flame in his palm dimmed with the master's mood, and even his red hair was not as arrogant as before.
Chen Qingye lowered his hand.
The dark-colored Ah Chang drilled out of his sleeves. It was long in the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it became several meters high. The dark carapace shone with a metallic luster. A very evil feeling in one.
Although it's not the first time I've seen it, Blast can't help but feel numb in his scalp.
He took a step back without a trace, and asked fearfully, "Hey... Has it grown taller than before?"
Chen Qingye raised his head to look at the elder in front of him, and patted the other person's hard shell with his palm, the expression on his face softened strangely: "Yeah, thanks to Xiao Xiaobai, he is taller than before. Much sooner."
"Good good good good good good..." Chen Qingye touched the elder, with a gentle smile that made the scalp numb:
"Who's the good baby?"
Ah Chang lowered his head and touched Chen Qingye's cheek with the tentacles on his head. The cold and pitch-black giant pliers that could almost bite off a person's head were placed in front of him, making a hoarse and rough creaking sound in his throat.
"It's you, it's you!" Chen Qingye replied with a smile, touching his grandfather.
blast on the side: "..."
He shook the goose bumps on his body, turned numbly and walked towards the police station.
Shit, pervert.
After the two joined forces, they quickly swept away the monsters in the police station.
The building was almost destroyed. Although there was no problem with the power supply, the lamp above the head was short-circuited under the violent destruction. Electric sparks burst downward. The ground and walls were covered with black and red bloodstains and mucus. It looked as if it had been through a horrific massacre.
Chen Qingye sat in front of the computer, the light of the computer screen illuminated his face, and his ten fingers danced on the keyboard, making a dense sound of karaoke.
blast came in from outside.
He stepped over the monster corpses piled up on the ground and walked towards Chen Qingye: "Hey, are you ready?"
"The file has been sealed." Chen Qingye looked up at the blast: "Have the surrounding monsters been cleaned up?"
"Of course!" blast threw up his chest proudly.
"Not a single one left?"
"Of course," blast said complacently, "don't you see who's out there?"
The tail sound of blast is slightly prolonged:
"So, shouldn't you tell me the truth now?"
Blast's back stiffened: "What, what?"
Chen Qingye pushed his glasses: "What you really saw and heard in M City."
He pointed to the dead surrounding environment: "Now, all the surrounding obstacles have been removed, and there is almost no possibility that the partition wall has ears."
Chen Qingye put his fingers together: "Can you talk now?"
blast scratched his head a little irritably: "ahhh..."
After struggling for a long time, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, and took a deep breath: "Anyway, you should have guessed seven or eight by now, and there is no point in hiding it..."
blast explained everything that happened in m city.
Since he chased Li Gui into the underground passage of M City, and the human souls swallowed by the black viscous liquid, as well as Ji Xuan, Wei Yue, Ye Jia, and the other party asked him to investigate.
Chen Qingye touched his chin and fell into contemplation.
After a few minutes, he looked up: "No wonder ace won't let you tell anyone."
blast: "Huh?"
Chen Qingye: "He is not only defending his mother, but also the people in the administration."
He turned on the computer, lowered his head, and continued to tap on the keyboard quickly with his fingers: "Let me try to cross-compare all the household registrations of the Ji family's collateral with the localities of the employees in the administration..."
After a few minutes, Chen Qingye stopped: "Come out."
Blast leaned over and looked at the computer screen.
I saw that the cross search results above came out, and the matching information was…
one.
The expressions of the two also became solemn.
Chen Qingye's fingers pressed down, and the mouse made a crisp tapping sound.
A photo of a middle-aged man who looked very energetic appeared on the screen. He looked very mediocre, with a pair of light brown and black eyes squinting slightly, looking towards the side of the screen with a smile on his face. , like ordinary people.
But blast suddenly gasped.
He raised his hand and pointed his trembling fingers to the man's name: "This, this... Isn't this the chief director of the Occult Authority?!"
Chen Qingye sighed slowly.
really.
"Why, how could it be?" Blast's expression was dull, as if he hadn't recovered from the news that the chief was actually an offshoot of the Ji family.
Chen Qingye tapped the desktop with his fingertips:
"So that's why the Authority was so slow in the beginning."
The former director was imprisoned in the bureau, he had foreseen the opening of the future door, and was very aware of the conditions for maliciousness.
Well, over the years, it was impossible for him not to have tried to convey his warnings to the outside world.
However, after the incident, the headquarters of the Authority still took an indifferent attitude to all places. Even after the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk in M City, the existence of supernatural forces and the Authority was exposed, and they still chose to bury the existence of the game. stand up.
After learning this, he felt a little strange, but the answer from the relevant personnel was that he did not want to cause panic among the people.
Although this can be explained. However, there was Qi Shengze in the administration at that time.
Even if I thought it was just a crazy old man's remarks in the past few decades, it should be taken seriously after such a thing happens, but the Administration still does not change its normal state, and even tacitly allows the branches of various cities to continue to destroy the way they used to. kill soul...
It's really not bad.
Chen Qingye turned to look at blast: "Do you remember what Brother Ye told you?"
blast: "Huh?"
Chen Qingye: "The reason why his grandfather hid the notebook in his parasitized limb and used a password that no one except ace could understand is probably not against ghosts, but against humans."
Blast nodded ignorantly: "Yes, Brother Ye told me the same."
Chen Qingye: "After being imprisoned under the Supernatural Administration for so many years, there are very few people he has contact with. It is worth guarding against those who can approach him at any time. I think the director-general is recognizing Ye Jia's Immediately, the first thing I did was to take him underground and let him meet with my grandfather. I'm afraid this is also the idea, trying to use the existence of a pro-grandson to ask the whereabouts of the notebook from the old man's mouth."
blast suddenly realized.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Grass, that old fox, see if I don't rip off his skin!"
Chen Qingye stood up: "In that case, let's go."
Blast was taken aback: "Huh?"
Chen Qingye walked out: "Go to the capital."
"Wait wait!" The blast didn't seem to react: "Why?"
Chen Qingye turned his head and looked over: "Didn't you say you were going to peel off the chief's skin?"
Blast seemed to be a little confused: "But, if this is the case, will it disrupt ace's plan?"
Chen Qingye: "No."
Blast said in disbelief, "Why do you say that?"
Chen Qingye: "Otherwise, why do you think the Director-General wants to make clichés from Qi Shengze's mouth?"
He continued: "Of course, it's because he has information that even the director-general doesn't know. I guess the key point of how to close the door after changing the current situation like this should be in that notebook."
Chen Qingye thought for a while: "Of course, it would be better if we could force something out of the chief's mouth."
blast's eyes suddenly lit up: "You're right!"
His fingertips were about to move, and a trace of sparks danced in the darkness, like the burning intent of war in his eyes.
Chen Qingye reached into his sleeve and stroked the excited head of Ah Chang, his eyes narrowed slightly behind the lenses:
"In that case, let's go."
·
The scattered paper will be spread on the ground, layer upon layer upon everything, and the dense lines of small characters on it are not very clear in the dark.
The room was dead silent.
Ye Jia lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes covered the look at the bottom of his eyes, half of his pale face was hidden in the darkness, his expression was calm, and he could not see much emotional change.
After hearing such a bizarre, weird and twisted story, it would be untrue to say that it was not touched.
But... what was the touch in that
Ye Jia found himself somewhat indescribable.
The man's icy fingers covered his wrist, winding upward little by little, Ji Xuan slammed his chin on Ye Jia's shoulder, and asked softly, "So, where is my reward?"
Ye Jia seemed to be pulled back from his contemplation by the other party.
He turned his head to look at Ji Xuan, and suddenly asked a question: "How does it feel to eat your own blood relatives?"
Ji Xuan tilted his head and thought for a while: "Very good."
Very… Satisfied.
And, excited.
He smiled slightly, raised a pair of scarlet eyes, and the sticky eyes flowed on the other side's neat side face.
Ji Xuan held Ye Jia's hand and placed the opponent's palm on his chest.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about longing:
"Your teeth embedded in my flesh, ripped open my chest, and gnawed at my blood."
Ji Xuan's voice was very calm, but there was a certain intense desire and desire hidden in his voice:
"I was eaten by you, and I will be able to merge into your body from now on, our blood is intertwined with each other, our bones hug each other, like being mixed in everything, and can never be separated..."
He gave a low laugh twice, with a shudder at the end, as if excited by this fantasy.
The young man's pale fingertips on his chest moved slightly.
Ji Xuan sighed, lowered his head, and dropped a kiss on the other's shoulder: "Unfortunately, you didn't eat me all."
Ye Jia's voice was restrained and steady: "Is that so?"
"Yes." Ji Xuan smiled sweetly: "So, I will come to you for the rest."
Ye Jia raised his eyes and looked at each other solemnly:
"What about you now? Do you still want to be eaten by me, or eat me?"
Ji Xuan squinted his eyes, stuck out the tip of his scarlet tongue, and licked his lips lightly, the paranoia and madness in his eyes leaked out without hesitation, the desire to kill and love made his eyes deep and thick, like choosing someone And the beast that eats, longs to fight and embrace:
"certainly."
A piercing and straightforward killing intent flashed past his eyes: "I have never stopped craving for this."
Ji Xuan leaned down and kissed the young man's finger.
He raised his eyes, his expression became slightly hideous due to indulgence and restraint, like a beast that restrained his nature and avoided showing his fangs, his chest that no longer needed to breathe trembled, and his voice became unstable:
"But… "
Ye Jia didn't pull out his hand, he looked down at each other and repeated, "But?"
Ji Xuan forcefully closed his eyes.
His voice was hard, as if it was squeezed out of his throat, so hoarse that it was almost impossible to distinguish the original voice:
"… not enough."
The young man's pupils narrowed.
Ji Xuan leaned over again, hugged the opponent's waist, and buried his face on the opponent's shoulder.
Darkness shrouded, as in a dark school building.
He still seemed to be able to see the light-colored eyes that were burning in the dark, which made him feel uncomfortable instinctively, just like someone who has been in the dark for a long time is afraid of the scorching sun.
… so hungry…
The hunger was growing day by day, wriggling and burning under his skin every moment, silently urging and tempting.
He thought that just eating, or being eaten, was enough.
But... not enough.
Ji Xuan's fingers tightened forcefully, his fingertips twitching.
not enough.
Just eating... not enough.
The young man turned his head to look at his inadvertent smile, the happiness flashed in his eyes when he handed him a cup of milk tea, and the astonishment in his eyes when he was kissed on the street.
He is too greedy and wants to get it all.
Ji Xuan raised his eyes, the pupils in those scarlet eyes were narrow and narrow, like the vertical pupils of cold-blooded animals in the dark. Yes, he didn't stop until he saw the blood. He stared at the blood-drenched, blood-stained self, showing a slightly distorted smile:
"I can't bear it."
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes.
After a long time, he raised his hand and pinched the opponent's chin with his cold fingertips.
Ji Xuan was startled.
Ye Jia squeezed his chin and forced the other party to look up.
The young man's scarlet eyes flashed cruel and arrogant light, and then he lowered his head and dropped a cold kiss on the man's lips:
"award."