Aozora: Ah, by the way, do you know what ghosts like
After some small talk, Ye You remembered the three wanderers in the room in front of the park.
New Year's Day is coming in two days, and Ye You wants to bring them some gifts.
Seventeen years old: You mean those little guys.
The seventeen-year-old has a smile on his lips,
Seventeen years old: Although he is a ghost, his living form has only changed slightly. His interests and hobbies are not much different from those in life.
Aozora: In other words, their hobbies are not much different from ordinary children. Thank you, seventeen years old.
Although Ye You also felt that this should be the case, he still asked to verify it.
I’m probably useless: So, it’s really about games and animation.
: Well, what you said above is right, nothing in this world can compare to the happiness brought by games.
Although they recommend based on their own interests, in terms of results, it seems that they are not bad. For children, games and animations are indeed more attractive than others.
neet Ji: But since the Chinese New Year is coming soon, I still have to have rice cakes.
Hmm, quite a moon-like suggestion.
but,
Aozora: Can ghosts eat
Neet Ji: Yes, as long as the food is offered as a sacrifice.
Aozora: That’s it.
Being able to eat delicious food must be a very happy thing for the three wanderers.
I just didn't expect that the ritual of tribute could actually work.
Sure enough, the customs passed down from ancient times are not without reason.
In a dark room with tightly closed curtains, the floor is strewn with DVDs and game packages, and the lines connecting eight computers are spread all over the floor, as intricate as modern art.
The only light shining in the room is the dim light emitted by the high-response LED display preferred by gamers and the cold light of the screen.
"Brother... they said... ghosts?" This was Mei Bai. A petite girl, her long white hair is unkempt and covers her face. She is wearing an elementary school sailor uniform that she has never worn outside her home since she transferred to another school.
"Sister, don't get hung up on the details." This was Ge Kong. The decadent face, dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, is very reminiscent of squatting at home. In fact, he is a young man with disheveled black hair who has lived in a house for ten thousand years.
"... Ghosts... really exist?" Bai tilted his head and made a weak voice. It sounded like she was sick, but that was actually the way she sounded all the time.
"I don't know." Sora returned.
The Blank Brothers and Sisters are an urban legend in this world.
They are still at the top of the world rankings of more than 280 games, and they continue to set unbreakable records. This is their other identity as legendary gamers.
Bai has computing power beyond that of a supercomputer. In the game of chess, against a program that can calculate 200 million chess moves in one second, the opponent achieved twenty consecutive victories by alternating between attacking first and attacking second. This proved that the computer program still had flaws.
She is a genius who can win in the "inevitable" field.
Sora is superior to ordinary people in terms of psychological warfare, guessing each other's thoughts, intrigues, etc., and in terms of seeing through uncertain factors such as the other party's emotions.
But even now, Sora faces the problem of his sister,
"... Magic... exists?"
"So, I don't know, sister."
Sora was shaken.
In the past, he could smell his opponents' lies and truth even through the screen.
But now that I have entered the chat room and have read no less than a thousand of their messages, I still dare not say whether what the other party said is true or false.
No, it should be said that Sora has already made a judgment.
It's just that before I saw the incredible thing with my own eyes, my instinct was to refuse.
"Magic, ghosts, the outlook on life that I have cultivated over the past eighteen years is collapsing."
"Brother... you are obviously smiling..."
Yes, laughing.
Although he was clearly talking about the collapse of his outlook on life, the corners of Kong's mouth couldn't help but rise.
His sight has unparalleled penetrating power when it comes to seeing through people's hearts.
Even through the screen, it is impossible to capture the micro-expressions that only last one-twentieth of a second.
So Sora laughed loudly.
... ...
December 31st.
There was a hazy white mist in the air, and the asphalt road was as hard as frozen, making people suspect that if you hit it with an ice pick, a crack would open in the ground.
This winter is really cold.
Ye You just came back from traveling with tourists. He brought rice cakes and some snacks, as well as game CDs and animation CDs.
Youzi Sanling's little face instantly flushed with excitement.
They haven't eaten for a long time.
Although Ye You also wanted to take Qiong with him, Qiong did not turn on his spiritual vision and could not see Youzi and the others.
At this moment, Ye You was walking on the way home, her eyes constantly falling in front of the house number in the residential area. The names of the residents are written there.
Ye You will do it if he agrees to help Youzi Sanling fulfill his wish.
There are many surnames in Japan.
In the same school, there are occasionally people with the same name, but it is very rare to have people with the same surname.
If you start with the surname, if you can find the surname 'Zhongcun', there might be a slight possibility that he is the person Ye You needs to find.
This is also the only way at present.
The three wanderers only remember their names and obsessions.
Their parents and sister also moved away for several years and have not been heard from at all.
Asking people around the house, I don’t know where they moved.
So Ye You can only use the surname 'Zhongcun' as a starting point. This is the only clue.
"It would be great if the Great Ming God was here." Ye You thought of the information in the chat room again. If it were her, it would be easy to hack into the household registration information in the archives.
In the past few days, Ye You has doubled the frequency of sending messages than before, but still nothing happened, and there was still no response from the other party.
Ye You slowly returned home like this.
Today, Qiong changed into a black kimono, and the pure black fabric was decorated with white flowers and plants, which was elegant and refined.
The kimono clings tightly to Qiong's delicate body, neither too big nor too small. It perfectly outlines the female curves and the girlish youthfulness.
Being able to wear an unmanageable kimono so close to the body, it is hard to imagine how exquisite the delicate body wrapped in this fabric is.
"Yu, does it look good?"
With one hand, Qiong gently lifted the cuff upwards, and placed the other hand in front of the belt.
Ye You looked up and down carefully, until Qiong's fair and delicate pretty face turned slightly red, and then she lowered her head and said with a smile: "It's very beautiful."
"Then I'll wear this for my first performance tomorrow."
Chuyi refers to the first visit to the shrine in the new year. For girls, it is also a day to pray for blessings in their hearts.
Qionghui took Ye You to a shrine that was said to be very efficacious. Although it was a bit remote, Qiong thought it would be better if it was cleaner.
The girl's little heart dances like fireflies in the forest on the last day of the year.