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Wu Ling said: "Whether that ghost is Lin Qi or not, there must be a purpose."

"If it's Lin Qi, the purpose is easy to guess." Gu Mo waved his hand, "It must be to resurrect his family, or his friends. Speaking of which..." Gu Mo looked at me, "Your dream The coordinates can only be used once, right? What about the ability to reverse time? Can it be used twice on the same object?

I was stunned. I haven't tried this kind of thing yet.

"Even if it doesn't work, you can resurrect people by changing the past." Nangong Yao said.

"Then what's the reason for him to do this? Everyone becomes a ghost, immortal and immortal?" Gu Mo asked.

I really can't get involved in this topic.

Liu Miao objected: "It's not yet certain that the man behind the scenes is Lynch."

"The possibility is very high." Gu Mo said seriously, but the more he acted like this, the more people doubted whether he was serious.

Nangong Yao asked Liu Miao: "Have you been to that world? How was it?"

When Liu Miao was imprisoned in Yangshan District, he and Ye Qing should have passed through the entrance and exit of the different space and entered that future world. Ye Qing found his way back to the present world, while Liu Miao died in it.

Liu Miao recalled, her expression was not good-looking, "It was very bad... maybe there was something wrong with the location we arrived. I didn't see anyone... it was a ruin. It was like the kind of monster destruction that Lynch described I lived in ruins. That's probably it... I don't know how I died..." Liu Miao exhaled and rubbed his temples.

This memory should be very impressive to Liu Miao. But maybe he was influenced by the Yangshan District, or he was influenced by a certain ghost in that world. His memory of this was vague, leaving only a feeling instead of a clear memory.

I wondered if there was something wrong with his memory too. Perhaps he has also undergone some kind of change, and his memory of the past has changed as a result.

I can't raise this question, and I can't say it to anyone.

In fact, the person who knew what happened best was Ye Qing. But Ye Qing is not a talkative person. He doesn't mention these things at all. We have no way of knowing what happened at that time.

Not sure, Ye Qing couldn't say it, it wasn't that he didn't want to say it.

I felt more and more uncomfortable, my hands and feet were tied up, as if I was locked in some kind of torture device, and if I moved even a little bit, I would be pierced by a sharp blade. There was no way to break free or even call for help.

If the mastermind behind this was really me, why would I do such a thing?

"Speaking of which, this behavior pattern is completely different from Lynch's behavior pattern." Nangong Yao said.

Liu Miao agreed, and Wu Ling nodded.

Gu Mo gestured with his head, "Maybe his brain became smarter after death."

I glared at Gu Mo.

"In short, we can't draw a conclusion yet. Let's wait and see what happens for the time being. The other party doesn't want to have a direct conflict with us, and there is no need for us to fight with them." Wu Ling said.

"Just let it go?" I was a little unwilling.

Mainly I thought about the murderous behavior of the live broadcast software and the different attitudes of Zhao Hang and Ruan Han. Now, it seemed like I was witnessing a crime, but I chose to stand by and watch, rather than even call the police.

"Someone will take care of it. We don't need to do this kind of thing." Wu Ling said.

What she meant was to leave this matter to people in the supernatural circle.

I feel even more depressed.

The ghosts of the future world have been integrated. Regardless of whether those ghost kings are willing or not, they all have to obey the same will. However, the supernatural circles in the real world are still fighting and fighting each other. The most important thing is that professionals in the paranormal circle can only tie their hands and do something secretly to maintain the stability of this world. No one can jump out, raise their arms and shout, unifying the will of people all over the world.

Nangong Yao seemed to see through my thoughts and comforted me: "They must have their own agenda. If not, there would be no need for that ghost to do these things. His power can do more and more effective things."

Running a live broadcast software doesn't seem to be an efficient thing.

I accepted his idea.

After leaving the hotel, I took the car home.

My parents were watching TV and they greeted me casually. As usual, they complained about my homelessness and asked if I was secretly dating a girlfriend.

As usual, I gave a negative answer.

After returning to the room, I thought of something I mentioned earlier in the hotel.

I looked around, rummaged through the drawers, and found a notebook.

This is the notebook I left behind when I was taking the civil service exam. The handwriting on the first few pages is a bit blurry. The content cannot be clearly seen, but it should not be the content of the public examination. It may be the notes of a certain university course.

I held the book and used my abilities.

The book changed from old to new, and the writing inside disappeared page by page. After the notes on the first page became extremely clear, they disappeared completely and turned into a blank sheet of paper.

I stopped ability.

So, once again...

I used my ability again.

The notebook suddenly fell apart and the paper disappeared. My hands were empty, there was nothing left in them.

Twice, it works.

This should be good news.

But……

I always feel like something isn't quite right.

What's the problem...

I thought hard.

I recalled the use of my abilities over the past year, every dream, every time I used my abilities...

I suddenly felt a heaviness in my body, and my whole body fell to the ground.

I felt no pain and my body fell on the bed.

I opened my eyes and saw unfamiliar sheets.

The body becomes light. I flew up and looked down to see the object I was possessing.

Ruan Han...it's Ruan Han.

he died?

So fast?

It's not a good idea to think so, but it really shocked me.

How long have Ruan Han and I been separated? Just a few hours. Is he dead?

It's time now...

I scanned the room and found the calendar. A monthly calendar to be precise, the month shown on it is May, with no other markings. Look at the year, it’s this year.

This May…

Ruan Han turned over on the bed and groaned in pain. His backache was passed on to me.

The fatigue made him want to sleep, but he couldn't.

Ruan Han struggled to get up and decided to take a bath.

I walked around the room and found nothing.

Ruan Han lives in a one-bedroom and one-living house, and he should be the only one in the house. There are very few daily necessities in the house, and there are no accumulated clutter. It looks like a new house.

Ruan Han's body relaxed while soaking in the bathtub, but his mind became more active.

I saw a lot of design drawings. Of course I couldn't understand those drawings. It can only be seen that it is the interior design of the main house, not a company or a shopping mall.

Are you designing the live broadcast software?

Just as I was thinking this, I saw Ruan Han's new idea.

He buried his face in the water, and the design in his mind changed from the bedroom to the bathroom.

A narrow small bathtub, a cartoon shower curtain, a non-slip mat, and a mirror next to the bathtub... The bathroom is connected to the toilet, and the area is very small. There are many bottles of shower gel, shampoo, etc., making it messy and crowded. Then, a ghost appeared...