Aoba Office

The spirit of shared bikes was wiped out in front of me.

At the same time, I saw the souls of Ren Pi and his daughter floating out. Instead of ascending to heaven, the two souls were suddenly plunged into darkness.

My soul was pulled by Ren Pi's soul.

At this moment, I heard vague whispers and woke up from my dream in an instant.

I looked around in confusion.

I returned home and lay on my bed.

Ren Pi died, the demon fulfilled its promise, and I successfully woke up from the dream.

However, something seems to have changed.

I have a strange feeling that I can't explain. The sudden appearance of the demon and its final whispers haunted me.

The dream seemed to have been forcibly interrupted by Ye Qing, but I was very sure that the moment I woke up, I heard the devil's final sound.

Although I couldn't understand the language, judging from the tone and voice, the devil must have finished a sentence.

That's probably what unnerves me.

That kind of whisper was exactly the same as Wu Ling's voice when he recited a curse.

It's not the same language, but it has a similar eerie atmosphere.

I sat up, looked at my body, and moved my fingers.

everything is normal.

I turned on my phone and took a selfie, and I didn’t grow any horns in the camera.

I thought about it, put down the phone, and took out a tissue to release my ability.

My hand is quite steady. When I hold it like this, the tissue hangs down without shaking.

But after I used my ability, my hand shook and the tissue swayed.

Other than that, there are no changes.

I waited a moment longer, took a deep breath, and used my ability again.

No……

My ability is gone!

I was stunned and even more frightened.

I always thought about getting rid of my own abilities before, but this time, the other time.

In tonight's dream, I didn't even use my abilities. If the ability cannot be used, it cannot be because of excessive consumption in the past.

The rhythm of my heartbeat was disrupted.

Almost climbing out of bed, I hurriedly changed my clothes and hurried out.

I didn't take a look at the shared bicycles on the roadside. I saw empty bicycles on the road, so I took a taxi directly to Gongnong Village. I went all the way to Building 6 and ran to the sixth floor.

My legs were a little weak, so I walked to the door of the office holding on to the railing.

After taking out the key and opening the door, my emotions still hadn't calmed down.

I can feel the Yin Qi, I feel Ye Qing's Yin Qi, but his Yin Qi has not changed.

But it was different every time I opened the door.

After the door opened, I saw a vague figure on the sofa.

"Ye Qing..." I shouted, holding on to the door handle, I stepped into the door.

Ye Qing's figure was so chaotic that it was hard to see clearly. It was like a shadow, a gray translucent substance.

"My ability..." I blurted out without bothering to observe Ye Qing's condition, but after the words came out, I didn't know how to continue.

Ye Qing seemed to turn his head and looked at me.

I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could feel his gloomy mood.

"That thing is not a pure devil." Ye Qing's voice was cold, "He used a wizard's spell."

I opened my mouth, slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, holding my forehead and asked: "Spell? Can the spell also deprive me of my abilities? Or is it a seal? Next..."

Can it still be restored?

Simply can't restore it?

I looked blankly at the sofa opposite.

Ye Qing remained silent.

I could only smile bitterly, lean back, and lean on the back of the sofa.

"Call Ling." Ye Qing ordered.

I took out my cell phone and called Wu Ling as Ye Qing said. After turning on the speakerphone, I looked at the other side and honestly described the dream to Wu Ling.

Wu Ling's breathing could be heard on the other end of the phone.

No one in the room spoke.

"I have never heard of such a thing." Wu Ling suddenly spoke, but paused for a while, "Such a thing... no one with abilities has ever been deprived of their ability. Unless they die. There has never been anything like this. Situation. No matter it is a spell or the ability of a certain ability user, it has no similar effect."

Wu Ling stopped talking again and didn't speak for a long time.

She exhaled, "The only time you've ever experienced this is when we played truth or dare with God."

Of course I remember what happened that time, and I remember that I deliberately asked God to erase the mark on us. Truth or Dare fails, and with it, all our abilities disappear. The timing was bad. Ye Qing was still injured by something locked in the office at that time. But after the game is over, God restores our abilities.

That demon actually has such strength?

I feel even more dazed now.

The last time I faced him in the dream, he behaved normally. At least, he was afraid of my ability and didn't use this trick on me.

"That is to say, if I lose my ability now, you can't recover it?" I asked.

God should be the only one who can give you ability.

Ye Qing mentioned before that God's personality had been wiped out after that game. In this way, God should not open a back door for me to restore my abilities.

In this matter, we can only find a way to start from the devil.

"Kill him and you'll probably be able to recover. Some spells require the caster to be alive." Wu Ling said.

"How to kill him?" I asked.

I asked this question without any hope.

Neither of them answered.

I expected this, but this situation made my heart sink.

Originally, all I had to do to kill the demon was capture it. But my abilities are gone, so this method is naturally not feasible.

Other methods of killing spirits are very roundabout and must target specific spirits.

The spirit of a shared bicycle leaves us helpless and can only resort to the power of the devil. To kill a demon, who should we go to? Angel? Is there such a spirit?

"Let's check on Wang Xiaoshuai first. If Wang Xiaoshuai's ability is gone, we can be sure that it was the culprit." Wu Ling changed the topic, "If you want to do research, you can also use Wang Xiaoshuai to study it first."

I hesitated to speak.

There seems to be some problem with Wang Xiaoshuai's ability. He didn't appear to experience any side effects.

Wu Ling asked again: "When will you be free? It's best to let Nangong take a look at your situation."

I will definitely be in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants that day, so it would be easy for Nangong Yao to see me.

After we agreed, Wu Ling hung up the phone.

I looked at the darkened screen of my phone, then raised my eyes to look at Ye Qing.

Ye Qing's figure has disappeared.

I lowered my head and stuffed the phone back into my pocket, feeling a little at a loss.

Ye Qing didn't drive me away this time.

I was in a daze for a while. When I received the call from the thin man, I came back to my senses and told them that I was already in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants.

When they drove over, I told them about my current situation, and there was also a dead silence on the other side of the phone.

"Well, barely is a good thing, right?" the thin man said dryly.

Whether it's good or bad, I really can't tell now.

I thought about asking the thin man to do something. If he firmly believes that I am still capable, can I recover? But before I told the thin man the news, he certainly wouldn't have thought that my ability was gone. He subconsciously believed that my ability still existed, but I still lost it.

Slender Man's ability should only be used on some man-made supernatural things, such as talismans, magic weapons, and cursed items... Let Wu Ling and the others create similar items, and then trick Slender Man into believing them? For example, a magic potion to break the seal? This is a bit nonsense. It would be better to replace it with something with a more supernatural aura, such as a mirror or a crystal ball.

I was thinking wildly and couldn't help but send Wu Ling a message.

Wu Ling was not optimistic about my idea.

"It is more difficult to limit the effect to restoring your ability. In addition, there is a drawback to this matter. If we don't solve the problem, that demon will always be a future problem. Rather than letting Mr. Tan believe that there is something that can restore your ability, It's better to use his ability on the blade and let him believe that a certain spell or item can control the devil." Wu Ling replied to me.

Her vision was obviously more far-sighted than mine.

"We haven't tested Mr. Tan's ability yet. The limit of his ability cannot be determined. In this case, we do have a ready-made legendary item, which is the notebook made by the great wizard, and the demon blood he obtained. Angel Quill. It takes time to forge those things, and it takes time for us to 'find' those things."

Wu Ling further improved the idea just now.

The whole plan gradually became more reliable.