Aoba Office

Guo Yujie was a little confused and said: "So, it's not some kind of spirit or ghost, it's the bad thing caused by God? Is it the same as our, uh, abilities?"

"Isn't that kind of mark only a crazy god can make?" The thin man said firmly, "But it is too stupid. If it does this, isn't it passing the knife to others?"

"You can't say that. If the rules of the game are fully applicable, it would be possible to solve all supernatural incidents, right?"

"Now it seems that it doesn't want to solve all supernatural incidents. Look, isn't our ability back?"

"It may be an opportunity, but it is also a bad move." Chen Xiaoqiu analyzed, "I estimate that it will be very difficult for it to act on its own. It took two years to deal with that new thing, but it still can't do it. It may be similar to a knife that can kill by itself, but it is very difficult when someone holds it. The question is, who can connect with it and kill the person it wants to kill? "

"It came up with this game just to try its luck and find that person?" The thin man's eyes widened.

"There is a possibility." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

"Sure enough, it's still too stupid." The thin man curled his lips, "Look, the game was broken so easily. You didn't think carefully."

Fatty supported: "Judging from the several changes Wu Linglai has made, it's not very smart either."

The emergence of ghosts, spirits, people like us, and the deteriorating world all prove that the top managers of this world are not very reliable.

"Maybe it's just following the trend? This game is full of mistakes and omissions. Ending it early is also an option, right?" Chen Xiaoqiu said, shaking his head again, "We know too little about it. We just learned from Qingye's people I’ve heard a lot about it, but I can’t figure out how it works.”

"A madman can still behave in a disciplined manner?" The thin man still objected.

"Crazy people also have crazy thoughts." Chen Xiaoqiu disagreed. "The people in Qingye may know better. From the moment we entered the door, they were not very nervous, and they were very calm before and after the game. This may not be their personality, but They have figured out the situation and know it can be easily solved."

I thought about Huang Tian and the others, and I didn't agree with what Chen Xiaoqiu and the others said about ease. They didn't know that many people had died because of this incident.

This is like the story of "Seven Pies". You won't be full until you eat the seventh piece of pie, which doesn't mean you will be full if you only eat the seventh piece of pie.

This time the matter was not solved by my sudden inspiration or whim. Most of the credit should go to Huang Tian and others.

Especially Huang Tian. I had some doubts. Huang Tian heard about me from Master Xuan Qing and chose to bet on me after something went wrong in the game. You know, I had no contact with Huang Tian and the others at all before. I would dream about Huang Tian, ​​and I would dream about it at such a critical time. It makes no sense if someone didn't deliberately arrange it.

If I move faster, I have a chance to save Huang Tian...

But it's also possible that Huang Tian refused to provide me with this option - except for the moment before disappearing, he didn't show any signs of noticing me. Whether there was any subjective judgment on his part, I couldn't tell.

He passed on so much consciousness to me, but he was missing the most critical ones, which made it impossible for me to know what he thought about me.

And what I did was just a gamble. I was lucky enough to win the bet.

We should be thankful that we are surviving the disaster instead of casually dealing with a weakling.

I sighed, stopped their discussion, and told about the dream.

Several people were no longer so cheerful.

The cold breeze at night calmed us down a lot.

Fatty and the others talked about giving me a ride. I looked at where they parked their car, and an idea suddenly came to my mind.

When Gu Mo was questioned by the thin man, his eyes moved. He was not looking at the thin man, nor was he simply looking away.

"I'll go back by myself. You don't need to take me there. I happen to have a car." I saw a taxi approaching, waved to them, and hailed the taxi.

After getting on the bus, I said to the driver: "Go to the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants."

If I'm not mistaken, the direction Gu Mo is looking at is the direction of the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants. It's possible this is just a coincidence. But we all lost our abilities for a short while before, and so should Ye Qing. Thinking of this, I thought I should go to the office and have a look.

Ye Qing was not the only one in the office.

Normally, even an injured and weak Ye Qing could handle what was behind the door. What about Ye Qing who lost his ability?

I frowned, feeling a little more worried.

In addition to this worry, I also have some doubts that my dream about Huang Tian was Ye Qing's work. It was like I dreamed about the virtual Buddha I had never met before. It was possible that Ye Qing took action this time and made me dream about Huang Tian, ​​see the whole process, and get hints from Huang Tian and the others.

There were no cars at night, so the taxi quickly arrived at the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants.

I went straight to Building 6, opened the big iron door, and climbed the stairs.

When I got to the sixth floor, I felt that there were some changes in the Yin energy on this floor.

I suddenly became nervous, rushed to the door of the office, and inserted the key in my hand into the keyhole.

With a click, the lock was unlocked and the door opened.

The open door allowed the dark energy in the room to leak out. The difference from the past is that this time, there is a bit more blood smell in the air.

I turned on the light on my phone and quickly entered the office.

The yin energy in the office became more chaotic and dense, as if some powerful ghost had come.

I called out to Ye Qing, but received no response. I walked to the long corridor inside the office before stopping.

The light illuminated by the mobile phone is a bit scattered, and it is not the strong light of a professional flashlight. The entire corridor was illuminated, but the edge of the light had a blurred effect.

I saw blood stains. The blood was so deep that it was almost black, but there was also a hint of strange blue color. The building that had been damaged on the night of the heavy rain was now damaged again. There was a huge scratch on the wall, almost cutting the entire wall in half.

I gasped, turning my wrist slightly to scan the narrow corridor.

The huge cracks and dark blood on the wall first attracted my attention, but upon closer inspection, I discovered another change that made my heart race.

There was a gaping hole in the abstract painting, broken from the inside out, as if something was poking out from behind the painting and piercing the canvas. The jade bell hanging on the painting originally had cracks, but now it has an extra chip, hanging crookedly, and it looks particularly desolate when placed next to the painting.

"Ye Qing?" My voice was trembling.

This situation makes people have to have all kinds of bad imaginations.

so terrible!

Worse than that fight on a rainy night!

What's worse is that I know that there is a monster suppressed behind that painting and that door!

My head was a little dazed, and I had already thought of the worst possibility.

"Ye Qing!" I shouted again, taking photos with my phone everywhere and people wandering around the office, wanting to scan every inch of the office.

I didn't see Ye Qing's figure, and I didn't even feel the original gloomy atmosphere in the office.

I stood in the hall of the office, turned my head and looked deep into the corridor behind me.

An ominous premonition has completely enveloped me.

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