Aoba Office

I looked at my sister who was trying to defend herself, and interrupted her, "I'm not the brother you remember."

My sister was stunned and turned pale, "I'm sorry. I, I know. I wanted to say..."

"Needless to say." I withdrew my gaze, "I never told her this before. Things about being haunted, things about me having super powers, things about me often coming into contact with ghosts, things about me saving and killing people, I I haven't told her. She is very smart and should have guessed it, but she has never said it in front of me, and she is just worried about it and has not asked..."

My sister's voice didn't sound again behind me.

Both of us walked all the way to the door of the residential building without stopping.

"You go back. I'm going back to the hospital." I said.

My sister looked at me, her eyes were a little red, she didn't say anything, and she rushed into the corridor with her head buried in the air.

I looked at that figure and felt a dull pain in my heart, but that feeling quickly disappeared and sank deep into the depths. I didn't know when it would come out again.

Instead of going back to the hospital, I took a taxi at the gate of the community and went all the way to Gongnong Village.

The world has changed a lot, but a lot has remained the same.

My home address has not changed, the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants has not changed, and even the location of Building No. 6 has not changed.

I stood downstairs and when I looked up, I could see the cracks in the wall of the residential building.

There was the sound of machines operating deeper in the community. Before entering the community, I also saw construction notices and a warning cordon. There are traces of asphalt remaining on the ground within the cordon.

Xiaogu probably hasn't changed much either.

Now, it depends on the office.

I went upstairs and found the office key in the key chain. I was so familiar with the key that I spotted it when I got it.

That thing has a connection with Qingye, and it keeps in contact with Qingye and Ye Qing without telling everyone.

As I looked at the door of the office, I felt increasingly that the whole thing was shrouded in mist.

I am alone, at this moment, with no friends or family.

I inserted the key into the door lock, turned it twice, and after hearing a clicking sound, the door opened.

The Yin Qi in the office belongs to Ye Qing. It is different from the past. It is the kind of Yin Qi that made Ye Qing become the Ghost Queen.

When I stepped into the office, it was like stepping into a strange sealed circle. Everything here is dead. Even the Yin Qi is dead and has no flow.

There were signs of damage indoors, and there was a lot of dust. It seemed like no one had been there for a long time.

This is probably the biggest difference between the firm and the one I remember.

The monster escaped, destroyed, and was captured again.

I glanced at the darkness at the end of the corridor.

There should be an abstract painting hanging there.

I closed the door behind my back and walked towards the corridor. As I passed the office, I saw the empty filing cabinets.

There is no archive.

There was also a thick layer of dust on the filing cabinet.

I just glanced at it and then looked away.

The rooms on both sides of the corridor were the same as before, with empty boxes removed, leaving only a few marks on the ground.

It was dark at the end of the corridor, but I still saw the abstract painting. There was also a thick layer of dust on the painting, which had not been cleaned for a long time.

I ran my hand across the frame and raised my hand to touch the jade bell hanging on the painting. There are cracks in the bell. This is the same.

I turned around, looked at the living room at the other end of the corridor, and walked back slowly.

That thing replaced me and completed the things I helped Ye Qing do.

Different personalities, different abilities, slightly different experiences, but at key points, he should have done everything I did.

I sat down on the dusty remains of the couch.

"Are you here, Ye Qing?" I asked, as I had done countless times in the past, "Probably not..."

I was silent for a while and then said again: "Are you still you?"

As soon as the words came out, there was no reply in the room.

"My memory can no longer be tampered with. This shows that there is no need for that. I know that the world has become different, and it makes no sense for me to tell others that the world has become different. ... That's right, they don't have it now. Trust me. Maybe you don’t trust that thing either, but that doesn’t matter to them.

I didn't continue, I just raised the corners of my mouth mockingly.

"Actually, I'm like this myself." I sighed and leaned back on the sofa.

The sofa was scratched, and the raised leather poked the back of my neck.

I didn't move to find a more comfortable position. I just stared at the ceiling and the holes in it.

"It seems that after realizing this, I can do a lot of things." I said to myself.

After a while, I stood up and walked to the end of the corridor.

I walked quickly, with steady steps and a clear purpose.

I stood in front of the abstract painting and placed my hands on the messy color blocks.

My power activated and the entire painting disappeared immediately.

The bell on the painting automatically made a shrill sound without wind.

"Let me see. Is that monster the same?" I said, unable to stop.

I could feel a repulsive force under my palm repelling my power.

The painting disappeared for a moment and then appeared again.

The painting is not real. Although before this, I always thought the painting was real, now I know. This is an illusion.

I saw the blood-red talismans on the wall after the picture frame disappeared.

The bell kept ringing, and the picture frame appeared again, blocking my hand so that I could not touch the talisman.

Suddenly, the ringing stopped.

I didn't continue to use my ability, I just pressed my hand on the talisman.

There was a cold touch on the wall, like a big ice cube, enough to freeze someone's palms.

I slowly turned around.

Rustling... rustling...

A very faint sound came from the other end of the corridor.

I felt a familiar yin energy. It wasn't Ye Qing's Yin Qi, but other ghost kings.

I dropped the wall and headed straight for the living room, only to find that the tiny sound had disappeared.

There is something extra at the door of the room.

I bent down to pick up the big envelope, turned my wrist, and saw the express delivery note attached to the front of the envelope.

I opened the door suddenly, but I only felt the residual Yin energy and didn't see any figure.

That courier ghost...

I frowned and looked at the delivery note again.

The receiving address is the office, the recipient is Ye Qing, and the sender is an unfamiliar name with an unfamiliar address.

However, this is intra-city express delivery, and the sender's address is in Minqing City.

I subconsciously wanted to touch my phone to check the address and name, but came up empty.

The phone is gone.

This is really inconvenient.

Even if they know that they may receive an urgent call from the Ghost King, many people still carry their mobile phones with them for convenience or out of habit.

That's a position.

So does express delivery.

I opened the envelope and found a photo inside.

Another group of unknown people, but this photo provides more information.

"Guoqiang Road Primary School." I looked at the words printed on the group photo. My eyes moved upward and I saw a familiar face, and next to the boy, there was another boy with a blurred face.