Aoba Office

I have been browsing the social homepage of the Little Master of Death, and I have also been browsing the official homepage of Tianxia Weekly, but the latest news from both sides is stuck at the stage of "team departure" and "boarding". They haven't gone to Guangyuan Mountain yet, and there are no latest updates. According to the previous introduction, this live broadcast will be delayed and will be edited afterwards by the editorial department of Tianxia Weekly to ensure that no prohibited content will appear.

Following these news, netizens exploded.

I only read the two replies with the most likes. They were both based on analysis of the authenticity of the live broadcast. There were no revelations, so I had no interest in continuing to watch.

I asked Wu Ling what the reaction from the paranormal community was.

They must now know that there is a terrible ghost in Guangyuan Mountain. Logically speaking, they should not watch people commit suicide, let alone watch people commit suicide for live broadcast and make big news.

Wu Ling was not as fast as Nangong Yao in summarizing all kinds of information online.

When I had to go to work, there was no new news from Wu Ling.

On the way to the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, I had to talk to Shouzi and others about these situations.

This saves me the time of checking social networking sites, and the five of us take turns doing so.

After we started working in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, the five of us had to take some time to check social networking sites.

What scares me is that neither the Little Expert of Seeking Death nor Tianxia Weekly has been updated.

Could it be possible that they are all dead?

I thought about the worst case scenario.

The best case scenario is that they are all forcibly controlled by people in the supernatural circle.

At noon, I went to Building 6 restlessly. Regardless of whether there is a new possessed object, I think I should talk to Ye Qing about this matter.

I don't know if I was particularly unlucky today. I went to the office and muttered to myself for a long time, but I didn't see Ye Qing come out.

There is no news from Ye Qing, there is no news from Little Master of Death and Tianxia Weekly, and Wu Ling has not sent any more news. Even the news I sent to inquire about Wu Ling fell into the dark.

I became anxious and helpless.

"It really doesn't work. Let's go to the hotel to look for it after get off work." The fat man said.

I can run away from the monk, but I can't run away from the temple. Considering Nangong Yao and Gu Mo's stubbornness, they probably wouldn't leave the hotel room.

I made two calls, but Wu Ling didn't answer the phone, and neither did Gumo, which made my thoughts run in the worst direction.

None of the fat man's ideas could comfort me. On the contrary, when I said this, the four of them became as anxious as me.

"Is this going to happen?" the thin man asked.

"Where are you going?" Director Mao, who was helping at the side, happened to hear and asked in confusion.

"Oh, let's go have dinner with our former classmates." The thin man could only talk nonsense.

"It's a class reunion. It's about getting together more. When you were young, I didn't think that when you get to my age, it will be troublesome to find people. Many people have no contact information. It feels really good to meet again after decades. It's different." Director Mao said with emotion.

This topic is past.

We were worried about ourselves until it was time to get off work.

I called again, but the busy signal still came from the phone.

"I'll go there alone. If anything happens...help me take care of my parents and sister." I twitched my lips and said to the thin man and the others.

The thin man smiled dryly, "Brother Qi, don't be so scary. It's definitely not that serious."

I also hope it's not that serious.

After packing our things, we prepared to go back to the office.

I will still be scared in my heart. My heartbeat has been very fast since morning.

If something happened to Wu Ling and Ye Qing, it would be really dangerous.

My legs felt like lead. Reason tells me that I should check on Wu Ling and the others. Emotionally, I'm also afraid that if I leave, I really won't be able to come back. My father, mother and sister have to be taken care of by the thin man. How can they take care of it?

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, I felt something appear in front of my dark eyes.

I saw a familiar figure. The figure disappeared in a flash, and I immediately saw another familiar face.

That reporter Yuan from Tianxia Weekly!

Standing next to her...

"...I checked Qingye's phone number, but the post was too long and the number was blurred..."

etc! That reporter Yuan mentioned Qingye!

The picture is blurry again.

I heard the thin man's voice, "Brother Qi!"

I opened my eyes and saw the thin man supporting my body. I don't know when, my body tilted and almost fell to the ground.

Director Mao asked with concern: "Is Xiaolin okay? Is it too hard? You young people..."

Director Mao's voice suddenly faded away.

I saw reporter Yuan running and Liu Liangwang passing her.

No, I surpassed Liu Liangwang.

Why run?

Is there something chasing you?

That kind of yin energy...that yin energy is...

"Brother Qi!"

I came back to my senses and saw the fat man's fat face approaching me.

In my mind, I can still hear the voice of the little master who commits suicide, "Those people from the demolition office may know how to contact them, that team leader..."

I got excited, pushed away the fat man and the thin man who was supporting me, and ran outside.

I ran all the way without paying attention to the eyes of the people around me. At this time, the uncle and aunt are ready to buy groceries and cook, the children are out of school, and the people who got off work early are almost home.

I rushed all the way to Building 6, opened the door in a hurry, rushed up to the top floor in one breath, and almost broke open the door of the office.

"Lynch..."

Guo Yujie's voice sounded behind me. She is strong and physically fit, so it is not surprising that she can keep up.

Listening to Guo Yujie's voice, I ran into the office without stopping and looked through all the rooms. I also touched the painting to make sure no door appeared.

"Lynch, what's going on?"

I turned around and met Guo Yujie's eyes.

"Ye Qing is not here." I breathed out, "He was pulled over...those people...fuck!"

I cursed angrily, and after just this curse, I felt my body become heavy, and I fell straight back.

That's the painting behind me.

I saw the surprise and worry on Guo Yujie's face when she rushed over, but I didn't feel myself being pulled by Guo Yujie, nor did I feel my head hitting the wall.

I fell onto the soft bed, and the flying dust made me cough.

I rolled over and sat up in bed, my eyes blurred by the dust.

Physiological tears filled my eyes, making my vision blurry.

However, at this level, I can still see.

This is not an office, but a luxurious bedroom.

To be precise, this place used to be a luxurious bedroom. Now, it is covered in dust, as if it has not seen sunlight and fresh air for hundreds of years.

In addition to dust, there is also Yin Qi spreading indoors.

I suddenly realized that Ye Qing was a step too late.

"Fuck you! Those idiots!" I couldn't help but continue the curse.

I covered my face, hugged my head, took a deep breath, and choked on another mouthful of dust.

"Cough cough cough..." I exhaled several times and slowly calmed down.

Obviously, I was dragged to Guangyuan Mountain Resort by those idiots who committed suicide! It wasn't my soul, but my whole being that was pulled to that ghost's territory!

Just like the Li Shi family who was dragged to Guangyuan Highway by Zheng Motian! They just went to a parent-child education experience center, but they suddenly crossed several provinces and arrived at Guangyuan Highway. What's even more frightening is that, now that I think about it carefully, Li Shi's family didn't have much suspicion about this kind of "traveling" at that time. Just like those who had an accident on the Guangyuan Highway, they were completely unaware of their own deaths.

I should probably be thankful that I am "sober" now.

Another thing I’m thankful for is that I’m not the only one who was pulled over!

Ye Qing was also dragged here.

The familiar yin energy I felt in my mind just now belonged to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing chased the little master of committing suicide and Reporter Yuan, and the latter was so panicked. In that brief moment, I saw a little blood on Reporter Yuan's body, and the fear I felt from the little master of committing suicide... There is no doubt about it. , Ye Qing took action against them.

However, Ye Qing was a step slower.

I was pulled here.

Before me, it was very likely that Wu Ling and the others were also pulled over.

If it doesn't work well, the thin man and the others will also be pulled over next. At that time, I heard that the little expert who committed suicide was called "Demolition Office", not my name...

I rubbed my sore temples.

After clarifying my thoughts and suppressing my bad suspicions, I looked around.

The first thing to do should be to find Aoba's people. Otherwise, if I am alone in this hellish place, I really can’t tell when I will die.

I was about to take a step forward when I paused.

I touched my body subconsciously.

Am I... still alive now?

The little master who commits suicide: Are you surprised? Is it surprising? Didn't you expect that?

Lynch: MMP!

Author: Good night everyone~o(*￣▽￣*)o