Ye Jia: “…”
So are you ghosts all gossiping like this?
He pondered for a few seconds, and then snapped: “Tell me about your king.”
“The king is the king.” Xiao Hei twisted his hand.
You know, ghosts in games are not the same as in real life.
In real life, ghosts are often grievances wandering in the sun of people who died of grievances, but in the game, this kind of ghost only occupies a very small part, and it is more like the hungry ghost just now, completely caused by a certain kind of resentment and The monsters that are condensed by the cold ghost energy are nourished by the thick and huge Yin Qi in the game. They grow and grow by killing players and swallowing each other. Their sages are often gradually formed after becoming ghosts,
and the little black hand is obviously born soon ——Not even condensed into a complete entity.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that, for it, the king that has existed since its consciousness is natural and irrefutable.
So Ye Jia changed his question:
“What level of ghost is the king you are talking about?”
“This…I don’t know.” The little black hand carefully observed Ye Jia’s face and added weakly. : “No, but, I think it should be s-level or higher!”
For a ghost of b-level or higher, the gap at each level is like a moat.
The s-level ghosts are rare even in the game.
Ye Jia frowned and began to retrieve all the S-level ghosts that he had offended in his memory, but after thinking about it, none of them were right.
After all, it is understandable to want his fate.
But just offer a reward for information? This is too strange.
While he was thinking, the sound of a car engine approaching came from outside the window.
——Someone is here.
Ye Jia’s thoughts were called back.
He looked down at the little black hand in his palm, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully: “Speaking of which, if you recover, you should be almost a C-level ghost, right?” The
little black hand was suddenly wary: “…you What are you going to do?”
Ye Jia smiled slightly, with a pure and innocent expression: “Nothing, I just want you to do a little favor.”
Zhao Guangcheng is a member of the F genus of the Fighting Branch.
He was the member of the Combat Section closest to the place where the last signal of Cheng Cezhi, a member of the Logistics Department, was sent, so he received the rescue mission as soon as possible.
However, shortly after he received the task, the signal from the member of the logistics department disappeared. Ten minutes later, the signal appeared on the outskirts of the city several kilometers away.
Zhao Guangcheng drove there immediately.
Amidst the grass, an old bus plunged into the mud slantingly, the advertisements printed on the body were mottled, and the female star’s faded face still had a stiff smile.
Although the members of the Combat Division have their own unique characteristics, they have a very high degree of synesthesia for ghosts.
Although the yin in the air has dissipated a little, the concentration of that level is still shocking.
The instruments in the car began to “didi” alarm from a long distance, and even a layer of black air entwined outside the car can be seen with the naked eye.
Zhao Guangcheng couldn’t help being horrified.
A ghost of this level…probably not his level can handle.
After reporting quickly and making all-out preparations, Zhao Guangcheng approached the bus cautiously, and then cautiously walked into the bus.
After seeing the scene inside the car, Zhao Guangcheng couldn’t help being shocked.
I saw two unconscious young people in the car. One fell in the aisle and the other slumped on the seat. They were obviously directly corroded by Yin Qi, their eyes closed, their faces pale, and their breath was dying.
Several huge black ghost hands protruded from the ground, clenching their ankles tightly, as if sucking anger from their bodies.
Zhao Guangcheng quickly activated the combat technique he carried with him.
After you came to me a few times, the ghost hand was accidentally hit.
It uttered a terrifying roar, shook two bluffingly, then dropped the two pale-faced victims, jumped the window and ran away.
Zhao Guangcheng was in a cold sweat for the rest of his life.
Fifteen minutes later, an ambulance roared in.
Forty-five minutes later, the two logistics staff who were unconscious were sent to the hospital for a physical examination.
Two hours later.
Ye Jia was wearing a sick gown, sitting on the bed and eating jelly.
Cheng Cezhi woke up slowly on the hospital bed next to him, and let out a hoarse low groan: “Uh…”
“Wake up?” Ye Jia stopped digging jelly, turned his head and asked with concern: “How do you feel?
” My neck hurts…” Cheng Cezhi replied daftingly.
The culprit did not change his face and his heart did not beat: “It’s okay, this is a normal reaction after encountering a ghost, and the body is sore.”
Cheng Cezhi got up with difficulty, rubbed his neck, and asked weakly: “So…what happened before. ……?”
Before Ye Jia could answer, he heard a “cang-dang” sound, and the door of the ward was slammed open.
Liu Zhaocheng, the head of the logistics department, walked in with wind on the soles of his feet and said, “I am entangled! What else can be!”
Cheng Ceyi was stunned : “What?”
Liu Zhaocheng simply explained: “Although the specific inspection results have not yet come out, according to the yin attributes extracted from the carriage by the logistics department just now, they are consistent with those in the previous building. It is estimated that it was the ghost of the ghost who had previously captured you. I’ve caught the smell on your body, and I’m chasing it this time!”
“So…” Cheng Cezhi lowered his head guiltily: “I didn’t expect that the brother Ye who harmed me this time was implicated by me…”
The protagonist he was talking about was now looking straight He calmly looked away and pointed his finger at the jelly on his table:
“Are you still eating?”
Cheng Cezhi: “…”
Suddenly I felt that my apology was really worthless.
He stuck to the jelly handed in the past: “…… not eat.”
Liuzhao Cheng looking stern: “The above notice, fearing it would only devils come to you, so take your schedule into the top floor of the ward, a family member fighting to protect.”
He After turning his gaze, he fixed on Ye Jia’s body: “As for you…”
Ye Jia’s action to tear off the second jelly became slightly stiff, and there was a sudden ominous premonition in his heart.
Sure enough –
“the bureau limited funds, you wait for the next move to a general ward observation for two days, nothing happened to come back to work.”
Ye Buddha: “…… Ah sir, you are this differential treatment.”
Originally I thought that this could Earn a few more days of vacation! Was it only two days!
“Differential treatment?” Liu Zhaocheng sneered: “The backlog of documents in the bureau in the past two days is very large, or do you want to start processing the work in these two days?”
Ye Jia: “…”
He put down the jelly and sat in danger:
“Minister Liu I am so grateful and compassionate to my subordinates that I cannot express my gratitude.”
Liu Zhaocheng: “… Eat your jelly.”
Twenty minutes later, the Minister and members of the Combat Division escorted the high-risk object Cheng Cezhi out of the ward.
Ye Jia also came down to the general ward under the guidance of the nurse.
There are four beds in the ward. Fortunately, three of them are empty so far.
So Ye Jia chose a bed near the window.
As soon as he sat up, there was a beating sound from the window.
Ye Jia turned to look in the direction where the sound came from, and saw that little black hand was lying on the window stand and beckoning him frantically: “…”
Little black hand squeezed his body in from the crack of the window little by little. It swayed triumphantly:
“You see that the way I lead is right! The last place in the girl’s memory is the bus, and now you have found the culprit, it’s better…”
Unexpectedly, Ye Jia shook his head:
“The real murderer is not the one.” The
little black hand stiffened: “Huh?”
Ye Jia yawned and leaned back lazily:
“That’s just a hungry ghost, and its killing ** is essentially Appetite, it will indeed torture its prey, but it will not only peel off the skin and leave it to eat.”
Hei’s hand wilted : “…This way.” Ye Jia closed his eyes.
In fact, he realized this the moment he saw that ghost.
However, he didn’t think it was the little black hand who lied to him.
Its power of life and death is in its own hands, and there is no reason to cover the ghost that has never been known before.
He found the right place, but he didn’t find the right murderer.
In addition, there was a place that attracted his attention-the hungry ghost came up from under the bus after the bus drove into the foggy area.
It is a passenger.
So, is it possible that the ghost who loves to peel off the skin from humans is also one of the passengers?
Ye Jia’s focus should have changed when he realized this
. Why did a bus taking a ghost appear in the city center?
More importantly, where was it intended to go?
When Ye Jia closed his eyes and meditated, he suddenly felt an unusual noise from his legs.
He opened his eyes.
I saw Xiao Hei Shou climb onto his quilt with difficulty, as if suddenly remembering something, he began to complain with blood and tears:
“You are so cruel!” He
turned around, and let Ye Jia see that he was thinner than the other fingers. Yes, the lighter pinky finger: “Oh, look! My color is not even! I was injured the last time I was beaten by you, but now I have lost at least 5 body surface area… and you still Don’t let me fight back! No ghost is worse than me! Too
embarrassing ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …
Ye Jia got a headache because of the quarrel.
He raised his hand to catch the little black hand on his quilt.
It uttered a “chi” scream, and then fell silent for an instant, as quiet as a chicken.
Who said Guiyin was ruthless and cunning! Obviously humans are worse and more terrifying than ghosts!
The little black hand wanted to cry without tears.
However, in the next second, it felt a very fragrant and fragrant yin qi pouring into the body like a tide, completely different from the blade-like aggressive ghost qi that it had tasted in this human body before, it seemed. It was deliberately adjusted to a concentration that its body can absorb, and it took only a few seconds to restore its injured little finger to its original state.
Ye Jia let go.
The little black hand looked at the human being in front of him in shock, feeling that his soul was greatly shocked.
Could it be… it misunderstood the other party?
Actually he is a good person!
Hei Shou’s eyes were full of tears, and his voice was a little trembling: “You…” Ye Jia had no expression on his face: “I’m done arguing you again.”
Xiao Hei Shou : “…”
He closed his eyes, turned over and lay down, and lazily ordered. “There is a milk tea shop two blocks away. I want banana mint-flavored milk green, half sugar, and hot. Go and come back soon.”
Little black hand: “…”
This sinister human clearly wants to work himself better!
Ye Jia is too sleepy.
First all night to deal with the documents, and then non-stop to deal with the bus incident.
After a routine check-up in the hospital, he fell into a deep sleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.
The picture that has been forgotten for a long time drilled out of the gap in his memory, and took the opportunity to flood into his sleep.
The picture is broken and messy.
Horrible and ugly creatures wandered in the ghostly and eternal night. They split their mouths and smiled greedy and hungry.
A piercing scream was heard in the ear, and the pale blood-stained face reached out to him desperately: Help me, help me!
Ye Jia opened his eyes in the darkness.
He stared calmly at the vague ceiling in the distance, breathing slightly.
How long has he not dreamed of these memories?
The scene that I thought had been diluted and deeply buried by the calm and stable real life once again appeared in my mind vividly, as if it had never left.
At this moment, a small crying voice came from his ear: “Help me, help me…”
Ye Jia was startled, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.
A little girl curled up, shuddering in the corner of the room, wearing only an empty hospital gown, her feet bare, her eyes hollow, her face full of tears, and her mouth murmured:
“Dad, Mom, where are you? Mom, mom, help me…”
The light from the corridor came from a distance, straight through her body, and fell on the ground.
There is no shadow under her feet.
Newly dead ghosts? This kind of thing is very common in hospitals.
But… the breath is wrong.
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly.
This is the soul.
And it’s a living soul with a scent of ghosts.
He stopped in an instant and made a zipper on his mouth.
Liu Zhaocheng snorted and threw a box on the hospital bed.
Ye Jia stretched out his hand to take it, weighed it in his hand, and asked, “What is this?”
“Mobile phone.” Liu Zhaocheng said blankly.
Ye Jia: “Minister, you know that I’m not very familiar with this kind of electronic products…”
“You can’t be contacted in the mobile phone department. Recently, there is a shortage of manpower. Don’t think that you don’t need to work overtime without a mobile phone.” Liu Zhaocheng sneered: “Here You learn how to operate in seven days, otherwise the workload will double after you go to work.”
Ye Jia: “…”
Before Ye Jia could reply, Liu Zhaocheng hurried out like a gust of wind, closing the door of the ward with a bang before leaving.
The ward returned to silence.
Ye Jia sighed and looked down at the phone in his hand worriedly.
He was in the game for twelve years.
In the game, the age of all players will be frozen at the moment of entering the game.
It’s just that almost no one can get 10 million points alive and get the qualification to leave the game.
Before Ye Jia entered the game, everyone used a clamshell-style bulky PHS, but when he came back, everyone was holding a thin and light smartphone.
Although he still looks like a young man in his twenties, his soul is already different.
It took Ye Jia a long time to adapt to the city that has changed greatly due to technology. Only the mobile phone is the hurdle he has been unable to overcome.
There is also a communicator in the game, but the communicator also means that there is a risk of being exposed. As the leader of the standings and the only owner of special weapons, Ye Jia has always been on the cusp of the storm. For him, humanity is more threatening. The ghost is even worse, so the instinctive resistance of this communication device cannot be completely overcome even after returning to the real world.
The feeling that I can be found all the time is really too insecure.
Xiao Hei Shou poked out from his shoulder and looked curiously at the box in Ye Jia’s hand: “What is this?”
“Mobile phone.” Ye Jia replied.
The little black hand moved closer, and looked at its shiny screen with great interest: “What is a mobile phone?”
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at it thoughtfully.
Suddenly, he raised his hand without warning, telling that he threw the phone in his hand to Xiao Hei Shou.
Xiao Hei was startled, and hurriedly caught it. His thin wrist was stretched by the heavy mobile phone, which looked very funny.
“Give you five days to learn how to operate.” Ye Jia smiled and said: “Otherwise I would eat you.”
Little Black Hand: “…”
I shouldn’t talk casually, I regret it.
And wasn’t it seven days? Why did it become five days here!
The little black hand wanted to cry without tears, and had nowhere to ask for help.
But forced by lust, can only swallow regret and be exploited in tears.
Ye Jia got down from the hospital bed refreshedly, then pulled the ghost mythical creature away, and stepped in.
A minute later, he appeared silently in a ward.
The curtain was pulled, and a deep blue sky glowing white could be seen from the gaps in the shutters. The sun was about to break through the clouds and bring dawn to the world.
On the hospital bed lay a drowsy girl, and her soul floated by the bed.
At the moment when she saw Ye Jia, Sun Jiale’s eyes lit up: “Brother!”
She pointed to the surrounding environment, and said as if offering a treasure: “It’s all back to normal here!”
Indeed, there were a huge number of people gathered around the ward. The ghost has disappeared, the previous eerie atmosphere has also been wiped out, everything before is like a dream.
Sun Jiale asked hopefully: “I, can I return to my body now?”
“Of course.” Ye Jia touched her head: “However, I still have something to confirm. Can you wait a little longer?”
Sun Jiale was a little confused, but still nodded obediently:
Ye Jia came to the bed, lifted the quilt, and saw that on the little girl’s slender ankle, the pitch-black five-finger palm marks disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Obviously, it should take time to return to the initial state.
He fell into deep thought.
At the gate of the previous campus, a combat team member followed up the situation for him. Except for Sun Jiale who fell into a coma, the other children were “stayed” by nightmare, and the conditions of those victims were more in line with addicts. Hunting method-mark, and then let the marked person attract the ghosts around him, by weakening their spirit to absorb their vitality, this method is obviously more lethal in the game, in real life it can only attract The lonely spirits and wild ghosts around, so they showed the general symptoms of “being caught in nightmare”.
So what makes Sun Jiale so different?
At this moment, the little black hand on Ye Jia’s shoulder suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear: “There is a little residual yin on the child’s neck, but I can’t tell if it is good or not. Bad…”
Ye Jia was taken aback for a moment, raising his eyes and looking in the direction of Xiao Hei’s finger.
He hesitated for a moment, then reached over and pulled out a small pendant she was wearing around her neck.
It was a jade pendant, verdant, but the surface was covered with spider-web-like fine lines, as if it would shatter in the next second.
Sun Jiale exclaimed behind him:
“Ah! This is, this is what my mother left…”
Ye Jia was startled.
As if suddenly thinking of something, he took the pendant in his hand and injected a little strength into it.
There was a faint fluctuation in the air.
In the next second, a pale-faced woman slowly appeared in front of him. She was wearing a surgical gown, and the hem of the blood-soaked clothes was dripping with blood.
Her face has become blurred, and she can only vaguely see the outline of her once, her expression is stiff and sluggish, and she seems to have consumed her consciousness in a long time.
And in her arms, holding a faint shadow with a vague outline.
The dark shadow is already much fainter than before, and it seems to be disappearing constantly.
This is astonishingly the woman Ye Jia saw in the corridor when she first arrived at the hospital.
Ye Jia’s gaze fell on the calf of the black shadow.
The palm mark of a pitch-black five-finger is looming.
Sun Jiale was stunned as if struck by lightning. She seemed afraid of her own eyes, and only dared to let out a weak cry:
Ye Jia’s eyes flashed a complex expression quickly.
He now knows the reason.
When he arrived, the yin air around the ward had already gathered, and there shouldn’t have been so many ghosts left in the corridor. He thought the ghosts were approaching towards the ward, but in fact they were chasing the phantom in the arms of this woman-somehow, she was able to share part of the curse brought by the mark on Sun Jiale, and then instinctively Take the gathered ghosts away from her daughter.
Ghosts are obsessions, mostly for hatred, pain, and unwillingness.
But this strand of remnant soul attached to the jade pendant was for protection.
This Yin Qi was too weak and too little malicious, even the little black hand who was also a ghost could not detect its existence in the ward that had just been shrouded in the dark shadow.
Sun Jiale’s eyes widened blankly, she stumbled in, stretched out her hand and retracted, panicked, expectantly, and cautiously shouted: “Mom, yes, is that you?” The
woman did not answer.
She stared blankly into the distance, standing in the center of the ward in silence and sluggishness like a walking dead.
Tears burst out uncontrollably, and Sun Jiale pressed her cry and tremblingly raised her hand to hold the hem of the woman’s clothes: “Mom… don’t you know me?”
Ye Jia sighed silently.
The remnant soul’s consciousness stayed for a shorter time, let alone a malicious remnant soul. What’s more, she also shared a large part of the curse on Sun Jiale just now, and now it is probably torn apart and on the verge of disappearing.
He stepped forward, preparing to say something, but unexpectedly, the woman in front of him moved suddenly.