Aoba Office

I don't know how Wu Ling and the others did it.

Whether it's the antique-looking book in the plastic bag, the holy quill, or the blood that exudes a strong and strange feeling, it all makes people feel that special effects have been added.

This is not a special effect added to the movie screen, but a real prop.

I was a little amazed and couldn't help but remain silent.

The thin man and the fat man just made unexplained "ahhh" sounds and couldn't take their eyes away from these things.

"How did you get this?" The thin man asked curiously, "Why are those foreigners willing to give you this kind of thing?"

Gu Mo snorted and didn't answer.

Wu Ling said: "They don't need it. Demons haven't been found in the West for many years. In addition, I promised them some conditions."

Wu Ling didn't elaborate, and Slim Man didn't ask further questions.

I took out the notebook and found that it was somewhat similar to the notebook in the devil's hand. There was bright red text on the cover, in a foreign language I didn’t recognize, and I couldn’t even tell what the text was.

The paper is old, maybe it is an antique in itself, and Wu Ling just added those words.

After opening it, I can see dense records, which are also words that I can't understand.

"Is this the devil's name?" The thin man leaned over and asked.

I handed the notebook to him.

The thin man didn't think much, he took it carefully and studied it, "I've never seen this before... I think I've seen it again... Hiss - I can't remember clearly. Those black magic and other things are all ghost drawings. "

Wu Ling pointed to the capital letters at the top of each page, "This is the name. Below is the order."

"How do you do this?" The thin man raised his eyes and looked at Wu Ling.

"I'll just write it. I asked you here mainly to attract the devil." Wu Ling took the notebook from the thin man's hand.

"Okay, you guys go to work. Get it." Gu Mo waved his hand and handed the pen and ink to the thin man closest to him.

The fat man wanted to help.

Gu Mo stretched out his hand to stop him, "You are one of the baits, protect yourself."

At this moment, the three of us were shocked to realize that fat people are also capable. During the Chinese New Year, he attracted the attack of the Nian beast. The Nian beast bit him, which greatly affected his health. Instead, he exploded and died.

"But the devil hasn't attacked me before." The fat man said doubtfully.

When I was in the neighborhood committee, the fat man was standing next to me. The devil was behind me and didn't pay attention to the fat man. He should only be interested in powerful souls, and he might be a bit "picky". After meeting Ye Qing, he would not look down on other souls.

We still don’t know how to pinpoint Fatty’s abilities. Logically speaking, abilities should be based on the soul. Otherwise, my soul would leave my body and travel through time and space in my dreams. There would be no reason for me to continue to use the ability to reverse time. But there's no telling, Fatty's ability only affects the flesh on his body, and his soul is very ordinary, just like a real ordinary person.

"We don't know much about that demon either. We can only make some attempts now." Wu Ling said, flipping through the ten centimeter-thick book. "Most of the demons have records and can be verified. Their fate It’s clear that it was completely eliminated. Lynch, you said that the devil existed a long time ago?”

I nodded, "That's what he said. He often mentioned the past, using the tone of someone involved." I considered my words carefully.

Regardless of whether that demon existed a long time ago or not, I have to say so, and the thin man must believe it.

Wu Ling looked calm and composed, telling lies without batting an eyelid. He entered the corridor while flipping through his book, muttering: "This one has been eliminated... This one died at the hands of the Archbishop..."

She seems to be familiar with the demons recorded in the book.

The thin man glanced twice, then turned his eyes to the corridor.

The first and second floors were slightly damaged, but on the third floor, we could see peeling wall coverings and cracks on the stairs.

Each of us walked carefully, and the fat man was even more nervous and his whole body was tense.

Gu Mo dug his ears and said, "A lot of people must have died that day."

"About five or six," I replied, "and many people were injured. There were many elderly people at that time."

What I didn't say is that there are still several seriously ill patients lying in the ward. Some elderly property owners and even their parents are even more unlucky. It is too dangerous for the elderly to be bumped into. Surgery is not possible, nor can the self-healing function of the human body be relied upon. Basically, he is waiting to be paralyzed, or even waiting to die.

I was a little sad and felt helpless.

I look at these things much calmer than before.

I clenched my fists and thought about what Ye Qing said.

As long as the source of everything is changed, everything after that, that is, what I experience now will be completely different.

Wu Ling stopped turning the page at this time and turned to look at me, "You mentioned that it's also very life-like?"

"Huh? Well, he looks like an ordinary person. He has integrated into human society. It's that kind of..." I thought about adjectives.

The thin man himself said: "Is this the theme of a light novel? What kind of working devil, a paladin who works as a nanny..."

I clapped my hands and said, "Yes."

"You keep up with the times and catch up with the trend." The thin man commented.

Wu Ling said: "Such a demon...I have some impressions. There have been such demons discovered by wizards before." She said and turned the page again. The page turning speed was much faster this time.

I saw the expectant expression on the thin man's face.

He should be completely convinced.

I felt a sense of relief.

When we reached the fifth floor, I couldn't help but look at the stairs leading to the sixth floor.

The entrance and exit to the different space has disappeared, as if it had never existed.

There are more gravels and bricks on the ground, and there are more cracks in the walls and ceilings.

Wu Ling stepped onto the stairs first and went all the way up.

Then came the thin man, then the fat man, I was fourth, and Gu Mo was last.

I saw a huge crack in the wall on the sixth floor.

I've seen similar cracks inside offices before. At the time, I had no idea what it was that could cause such havoc, but now I know.

The wall has been cut open, and some scenes inside the office can be seen.

The door of the office was surprisingly strong and there was no damage.

Last year, the note posted by the police station and me on the door of my room fell to the ground.

I walked to the front of the line, took out the key and opened the door.

I saw the light.

Since entering the office for the first time at the beginning of last year, this is the first time I have seen the sunshine here - of course, not counting the few experiences in dreams.

There was a big hole in the top of the office room, letting in direct sunlight.

I have been mentally prepared, but I still feel that this is beyond imagination.

The hole was too big, exceeding the size of Behemoth I saw.

Thinking about it carefully, the monster claws that I saw protruding from the smoke and dust on the top of the building that day were also unimaginably big.

Is this Behemoth’s magic?

No, that monster is not the legendary Behemoth at all, it just has a similar appearance.

It is difficult to predict what it can do and what its strength is.

I looked towards the end of the corridor.

The abstract painting hung well, and it was incompatible with the dilapidated scene in the office.

There is a very obvious gap in the bell, and this defect can be seen from a distance.

The office was also in a mess, and furniture and other things were smashed into disarray.

The thin man and the fat man and I were attracted by this scene.

Turning around, I saw Gu Mo's gloomy face.

It suddenly occurred to me that for us, the office is just an office. It is the hometown of Qingye people and the residence of Ye Qing. For the people of Qingye, this place may be like home.

I looked at Wu Ling and saw that she was sitting on the half-cut sofa, still turning pages carefully.

In the office, the thing I am most familiar with is the sofa. The sofa I usually sat on was overturned and turned upside down, exposing the dust under the sofa and the furniture marks on the floor.

The crews who came to assess the damage to the house were not going to help clean up the mess.

I called the thin man and the fat man and turned the sofa over.

As for other things, especially the office that was buried under rubble, we couldn't clean it up.

"Found it." Wu Ling said suddenly.

There are only two updates today.

Goodnight everybody. _(:3　∠)_