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Ye Zhengyi looked unserious, but every word he said went straight to the point.

I felt a glimmer of hope.

As an "old ghost" who has been around for a long time, he obviously knows a lot of things. Compared to the man in the video collecting information from different deceased people, as an eyewitness, Ye Zhengyi should have a more detailed understanding of the world.

Xu Tiancheng and Yao Nie are not very interested in history and only focus on current changes. They didn't regard me as an outsider, but instead pulled me to sit on the sofa together.

I think their attitude is subtle and I can't figure out what they want to do.

Ye Zhengyi was very indifferent and refused to listen to the advice: "Sit down. Don't see anyone else. The three of us have known each other for many years and have a very good relationship. In your words, we are a group for picking up girls, young and old..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Yao Nie interrupted Ye Zhengyi with a dark face.

Ye Zhengyi pointed at Yao Nie and laughed, "You are the worst at looking at women. You should be picky."

Yao Nie seemed a little embarrassed and glanced at Xu Tiancheng.

The source of Wen Jing’s murder of so many people was Yao Nie.

There seems to be no bad blood in the relationship between the three of them.

Xu Tiancheng waved his hand, "Forget it. You didn't mean this. I already knew your true nature. This is a disaster that my mother and I cannot avoid."

Xu Tiancheng looked at me and explained to me in a friendly manner: "I just arrived in Minqing today. I went to visit my dad before and stayed at his place for a few days. On the way back, I saw an online video. What happened with Christina before , and the trouble caused by Truth or Dare earlier, I knew about it. When Ye Zhengyi said that the world has changed and there is danger at any time, I thought about going to see my dad... When I saw Wen Jing, I I know I am definitely being targeted. Once she dies, she will either look for me or Brother Yao, and she will definitely not look for her killer."

Xu Tiancheng laughed mockingly, just like when he stimulated Wen Jing before. He mentioned Wen Jing with a completely disdainful tone.

Having said this, he glanced sideways at Yao Nie and said, "You are the only one who has a crush on her."

Yao Nie said aggrievedly: "How do I know that she will know my identity? It's easy to get together and part ways, and it's no different from other people."

"Didn't you expose yourself?"

"You asked me to act on the spot? Where did I get the acting skills? And it was an instinctive reaction, okay?" Yao Nie also complained.

They were talking about old things from the past that I didn't know about, and I wasn't interested in them.

The two of them were really friendly, maybe because of their personalities, they even explained it to me, an outsider.

"He and Wen Jing went out on a date, and after checking into the apartment, they encountered a fire. Just a little flame and a little smoke, and he played a big trick on Wen Jing." Xu Tiancheng pointed at Yao Nie and said.

Yao Nie retorted: "Don't mislead others. The fire alarm kept ringing at that time, and other people panicked. When they were squeezing downstairs, someone fell. If I don't become a living person, I will just give him to him. The sternum was crushed."

I understood what happened, and I wanted to interrupt their memories.

"I stabilized her later. It wasn't because you casually told her the truth that she was scared away." Yao Nie accused Xu Tiancheng again.

"How do I know what happened to you? She came to deceive me, and I thought you were stupid enough to reveal the truth."

"Do you think I am you?"

"You have a high IQ, so how did your wife find out you were cheating on her?"

"That was also an accident."

"Is it an accident to be killed?"

"Then it's even more unjust, okay!"

The two started to quarrel.

It was obvious that they had such a good relationship that they didn't care about revealing their past.

I felt a headache and looked at Ye Zhengyi.

Ye Zheng smiled and watched the fun.

"Mr. Ye..." I thought for a while, not knowing what to call this old man, "Taoist Priest Chongling, I have something to ask you."

"It's easy to talk about." Ye Zheng nodded repeatedly, his attitude was very kind.

The two people who were quarreling also made a temporary truce and both looked at me.

"I want to know what changes have happened to the ghosts." I asked seriously, "Have the ghosts lost their Yin Qi?"

"Well, that's it. We all have lost our Yin Qi. As for the reason for this change, you should have guessed it, right? The person who shot the video has such an ability." Ye Zhengyi sighed, "In this world, the real It is not us ghosts who are powerful, but humans. There is no difference between the living and the dead. Only when the heart is strong is it... for the development of the entire world."

I was speechless for a moment and thought about the contradiction I had just thought of. After thinking about it for a while, I asked again: "So, after losing the Yin Qi, ghosts will have special abilities like those of us?"

"This is impossible. People with abilities are determined innately. Some ghosts are people with abilities before they are alive and can use their abilities after death; some ghosts are ordinary people before they are alive, and of course they cannot mutate into people with abilities after death. The lower limit and upper limit, It was decided long ago." Ye Zhengyi said decisively and pointed at himself, "I am just an ordinary person, and I have not become a person with abilities after death. I am mostly disabled."

I asked, "But weren't you able to draw those special paintings during your lifetime?"

"That's a spell, not an ability." Ye Zheng shook his head and said, "A spell is a spell, and an ability is an ability. The source of the spell..." He pondered for a while, "You should know the concept of 'spirit', right?"

I nodded.

"Isn't that enough? The power of spells comes from the spirit." Ye Zheng patted his thigh one by one.

An idea flashed in my mind and I couldn't help but ask: "What about the spirits that belong to magic?"

Wu Ling often uses magic. She died, or died of...

After I blurted out that question, I froze in place with my mouth open.

Ye Zhengyi looked at me, his cynical attitude changed, and he became a little depressed, "You have already thought of it, right?"

I couldn't help but tremble, clenched my fists, and suppressed my trembling, "This is impossible. This...how is it possible...she...she..."

"The spirit of the spell has been changing carriers. The last carrier is the porcelain doll of the Wu family." Ye Zhengyi said lightly, "It has been destroyed. The spirit of the spell is gone. New spirits may be born in the future. , The premise is that those ghost kings do not find it, do not destroy it in advance, and do not absorb it and control it. "

I seemed to have been drained of strength, feeling weak all over, and feeling dizzy. I also felt that the floor heating and air conditioning in the room had been turned off, and the cold wind blew in, making my internal organs tremble with the cold.

"Speaking of which, my paintings were once regarded as carriers of magic spirits. But that was an accident. It only lasted for a while, and then they killed me and forcibly changed the carrier. Wow, look at the result now. "Ye Zhengyi suddenly laughed, without any intention of ridicule. He changed the topic and said, "It took a lot of effort for those guys who have been passed down from generation to generation to start raising ghosts and maintain it to this point. It’s so cruel to go all out and even have the courage to destroy the magic spirit that was finally obtained.”

Ye Zhengyi said something astonishing and suddenly looked at me, "After so many years, it's not easy for them to find someone who makes them spend a lot of money."

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