Outside the window, the dark clouds were very low, rolling and rolling in mid-air, releasing an ominous aura.
The room was dark.
Ye Jia sat cross-legged on the ground, the ground in front of him was covered with pieces of paper, and vague small characters were densely arranged on it, looking like a huge net, trapping him in it.
He lowered his eyes, a pair of scarlet pupils were hidden under the long eyelashes, his eyes fell silently on the paper in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.
In the darkness, the young man was motionless, his body did not rise and fall with his breathing, 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 at the front and said cheerfully, "It should be right in front!"
Chen Qingye and blast walked in front of it, their expressions seemed to be equally calm and blank, but there was a dull feeling in their eyes that seemed to have not recovered from the shock, and they moved forward blankly and mechanically. on.
Ami's voice pulled them back to the real world.
Blast turned his head stiffly to look at Chen Qingye, and found that the other party was also looking at him. The two of them saw the same expression of doubt about life in each other's eyes.
... What the ghost said just now... is false, right
It can't be true, can it
Or... what kind of new conspiracy is this... Maybe
Suddenly, the ghost walking in front suddenly stopped his pace, and Blast and Chen Qingye who were following him were also suddenly startled and stopped at the fastest speed - they didn't feel any change in the breath ahead. It made them instinctively vigilant.
In the darkness ahead, the young man's slender and straight figure could be vaguely seen.
His face was hidden in the depths of the shadows, and the breath around him was restrained without revealing a trace, but it gave off a strong sense of oppression inexplicably.
The young man took a step forward, and the outline of his facial features became more and more profound under the shroud of darkness. A pair of scarlet pupils were half-squinted and looked in the direction of the coming person.
There was not much emotion in the depths of those eyes, as if they came from some kind of inhuman creature.
The muscles on Chen Qingye's back tightened, and a trembling feeling that only rises when facing a strong enemy climbed up his spine, he subconsciously put his palms into his sleeves, and his fingertips touched Ah Chang's hard and cold carapace. , as if this is the only way to suppress the unease in his heart.
After all... all his information now comes from blast.
It's not that he doesn't trust his companion, it's just...
Even Chen Qingye has to admit that ace is too deceiving.
The other party frowned slightly.
Chen Qingye's breathing eased.
"You can actually find it here."
Ye Jia sighed silently, and the pale face showed a familiar and human expression - lazy, gentle, with a bit of alienation and detachment.
Chen Qingye was stunned, and the fingertips that poked into the cuffs moved away from Ah Chang's body.
Ye Jia turned his body to the side and moved away from the door: "Come in."
The room was a mess.
This is not the city of M. Ye Jia just randomly found an unmanned, large enough room to temporarily settle in. The light from the computer illuminated the layout of the room.
The little black hand reached out from the screen, just in time to see the paper scattered on the ground being mercilessly crushed under the feet of the young man who walked in.
It exclaimed: "Hey! Aren't those things useful?"
Ye Jia lowered his eyes and looked at his feet: "This one."
He raised his finger, and invisible power worked in the air, sweeping aside all the scattered papers on the ground, piled up on the ground like useless garbage: "It is no longer needed."
"Oh, have you finished deciphering it?" Little Black Hand suddenly realized.
Ye Jia said "um" and did not 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 tacitly pointed in the same direction.
Ye Jia looked in the direction of their fingers, and the blood-like red pupils were fixed on the misty and fuzzy figure of the shadow ghost.
Ami: "..."
I don't know why... it always feels like... a guilty conscience.
Ami coughed: "Well, I'm here to speak for the king!"
"That is to say," it organized the language: "The king asked me to tell you that the matter of 200,000 souls has been done, and there is no need to worry about it."
Ye Jia said "oh", he still seemed a little distracted, even though Ami brought such exciting news, there was no obvious reaction.
"200,000 souls?" The two people on the side were startled by the term: "What's going on?"
Shadow Ghost kindly explained their confusion: "Mother asked Wang He...ace to slaughter the city and bring her the souls of 200,000 living people. It should be preparations for the door to be completely opened. We guess that mother will soon be Start moving."
Chen Qingye was startled and looked at Ye Jia: "So, are these dark clouds outside...?"
Ye Jia nodded: "Yes, I made it."
blast raised his hand and scratched his head: "Then... what about the screams we heard just now?"
Ye Jia pointed to the computer beside him.
The little black hand waved at the two of them friendly, and proudly displayed the horror movie clips he had collected for them.
blast, Chen Qingye: "..."
Ah, so it is.
This little black hand is really... very practical.
After recovering from the sluggishness, Chen Qingye asked:
"So, is what this Specter said just now true?"
About... The mother should act soon.
The shadow ghost who was suddenly mentioned came over and warmly reached out to him: "Ami."
Chen Qingye: "... ah?"
Shadow Ghost: "My name is Ami!"
The two humans in front of them fell silent at the same time: "..."
What the hell is this name? !
Ami laughed twice "hehe" and asked mysteriously, "Do you... like cats?"
Two people: "..."
?
Thanks to Ye Jia's timely voice, he broke the deadlock: "Yes, it's not long before mother moves."
Hearing this, both of them were secretly shocked.
For a while, the room fell into dead silence.
"Oh, that's right!" Blast seemed to suddenly think of something, turned around and walked towards the door. Then, there was a muffled grunting sound from outside the door. A few seconds later, Blast dragged a bag that was tied into a zongzi. The middle-aged man came in again, and he threw this man in front of Ye Jia with ease: "Here."
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
Blast and Chen Qingye briefly recounted their process of finding clues and actions.
The middle-aged man lying on the ground made a sound of "uuuuu", as if he was squirming on the ground like maggots.
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 unexpected cooperation of the other party that night... and the subsequent attack, it 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 location so accurately.
Seeing the other party squirming, blast kicked him unceremoniously: "Be honest."
He raised his head and looked at Ye Jia, with a "Am I very useful" expression on his face, pressing the corner of his mouth and asking:
"How about it?"
Chen Qingye added: "But he is very strict and has not revealed any information to us until now."
Ye Jia shook his head: "It doesn't matter."
The two of them froze slightly in front of them.
Eh
Ye Jia: "I basically have all the information I need now, it doesn't matter if he is not going to say something."
There was obvious disappointment on blast's face: "Is that so..."
He lowered his head, looked at the chief director lying at his feet, and kicked him again in frustration.
The other party was in pain, and his body curled up like a shrimp. A pair of brown and black eyes stared at the blast as if it could eat a man, with a terrifying madness in his eyes.
blast: "So, he's useless?"
His expression was a little sullen.
This time for nothing.
But unexpectedly, Ye Jia seemed to have thought of something, a pair of scarlet eyes drooping slightly, calm and unwavering, and his eyes fell on the man with no emotion - the other party twitched at the moment his eyes fell. For a moment, he seemed to be shaking.
He retracted his gaze and looked at Ami who was standing beside him: "Take him to Ji Xuan."
"Uuuuuuuuh-" The man on the ground seemed to be stimulated by something, screaming in his throat, his pupils shrank, as if he was very resistant to this.
There was no extra expression on Ye Jia's face.
Ami "hehe" laughed twice: "No problem."
It bent down, and the shadow behind it opened as if alive, engulfing 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 suddenly think of something, and turned to look at Ye Jia: "By the way, do you need anything for me to bring to the king?"
This sentence, the speaker has no intention, the listener intends.
Blast and Chen Qingye immediately remembered the bitter water they poured down on the other side... and the terrifying amount of information in it.
Their faces contorted slightly, and they all showed an indescribably weird expression.
Ye Jia did not notice the difference between the two humans.
He thought for a while and said, "Let him stand still. There is no need to come to me during this time, and I can't make my mother suspicious."
The expressions of the two behind them were even more indescribable.
"Okay." Ami responded cheerfully, and then disappeared in mid-air.
Ye Jia turned his head to look at the remaining two: "You..."
He was startled by the strange expression on the other's face: "What's wrong?"
Blast and Chen Qingye: "No, nothing."
-I just listened to the gossip about your love and hatred with the Ghost King all the way.
Very exciting.
Ye Jia glanced suspiciously at the two of them, and finally stopped asking questions.
With a slightly positive expression, he said, "I know how to stop my mother."
Chen Qingye and Blast were stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "What, what?"
"That's right." Ye Jia nodded. He pointed to the black leather notebook that had been specially treated, and the piles of waste paper that were piled up in a mess. "I have deciphered it all."
"Hey, there really is an answer in it?!" blast's eyes lit up.
Although he had been looking forward to 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 did a lot of research in this area, he still didn't dare to hope for it.
"Yes."
Ye Jia answered in the affirmative.
Chen Qingye: "What method?"
"Only if there is enough malice in the real world, can I release my mother from the other side," Ye Jia used his fingertips to gently rub the slightly rough cover of the notebook and said, "So, what I'm going to do is to directly Start from the root and destroy the basic conditions for the opponent to enter the real world."
"But," blast frowned, "I've seen those malicious..."
Those slimy, dark, ominous-smelling liquids that could contaminate almost everything in the world.
Even Li Gui did not dare to approach, as long as he was touched, his mind would be swallowed up.
"Don't worry." Ye Jia smiled briefly:
"The method I deciphered to purify malice."
blast, Chen Qingye: "!!!"
"However," Ye Jia's words changed before the two became excited: "I need your help."
"No problem!" blast patted his chest and assured: "You said, what do you need!"
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and his red pupils shone in the darkness: "To be precise, I need the assistance of the Occult Authority."
He paused and said, "The sooner the better."
- Must be in time for the mother to start her plan.
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Blast and Chen Qingye left, and the little black hand had set the clip of the horror movie to be played repeatedly, and got back into the ghosts.
There was only Ye Jia left in the room again.
The sky outside the window was gloomy, and the dark clouds covered the sky densely and thickly, and the street lights flickering on the street could be vaguely seen below, and it was almost impossible to tell the time of appearance by the color of the sky.
Ye Jia withdrew his gaze towards the sky.
The pieces of paper piled in the corner of the room were rolled up by the wind 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 scribbling, almost no one can identify it except him.
Ye Jia knew exactly what was written on it.
About malice.
In the real world, there is a certain amount of malicious retention, and the more tragic deaths, the more malicious will be triggered, but it does not continue to accumulate with the passage of time, because the world has been maintained. Very stable cycle.
If Specter wants to resist the passage of time, it 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 the target that humans hope to destroy.
The malice it swallows will die with its annihilation.
And the malicious value created when it is destroyed is still the same as the amount created when a soul is destroyed,
Therefore, the mutual devouring of ghosts is essentially a strict control of the number of maliciousness.
But the involvement of the Occupational Authority completely disrupted the cycle.
Maliciousness is not only artificially created, but more importantly, maliciousness without a soul cannot be swallowed by the Specter, 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.
Rather... find a carrier for them, and let them re-engage in the cycle.
Ye Jia raised his hand, and his fingertips shone with the cold blade light. He saw his pupils reflected on the water-like blade surface, and was looking at him silently.
Those eyes were very calm, as if they had already made up their minds.
He is the carrier.
Ye Jia raised his hand and pressed his icy chest. Under that silent rib, he could feel the sarcoma of his mother, which was still emitting energy continuously—he was only temporarily turned into a ghost. That's it, in fact, the sarcoid was tightly wrapped by Ji Xuan with yin energy to ensure that the process was reversible.
So, as long as the sarcoma is removed, he can turn back into a fragile human who will easily die if he is shot in the brain and heart.
And his ability is to swallow, so even if he becomes a carrier, he will not die immediately.
No one is more suitable than him.
... Therefore, Ji Xuan must never understand the slightest bit of this plan, he can't approach, can't participate, and can't meet with himself.
Ye Jia is not just worried that the other party will obstruct him.
Besides, there is a…
Even he himself is reluctant to admit, the reason for being buried deep in secrecy and obscurity.
Ye Jia turned his head and looked out the window again.
The sky was overcast and there was no light in sight.
Layers of dark clouds were reflected in his eyes, and although there was no superfluous expression on his face, there was an inexplicable silent and restrained sadness.
... Because, I may still have nostalgia for it.
But fortunately he entrusted the shadow ghost to send the 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 would not come to interfere with him in the next period of time.
Without warning—
"Why sigh?" The man's low and magnetic voice came from not far 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 in place.
He was shocked and looked at the place where the voice came from.
—I saw the man who was not supposed to be there standing at the entrance, as if he had just crawled out of his mind.
Ye Jia: "..."
Ji Xuan took a few steps forward, the sense of presence emanating from his tall and slender figure was almost impossible to ignore, and could not be explained by hallucinations at all.
He looked suspiciously at the young man not far away, and his scarlet eyes reflected the face of the other party who did not hide his astonishment:
"What's wrong? Are you that 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 abilities, does he
... this is too haunted! !