Aoba Office

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Yihan half-stretched his hand and stopped at that moment. He did not touch my body. Instead, he paid careful attention to the surrounding environment.

Anyone else would have wondered why it was so funny for me to fall flat on my face. But Chen Yihan saw something was wrong with me at that moment.

I was surprised myself. Touching the hit forehead, he slowly sat up on the ground, thinking about what had just happened.

People's dreams and sleeping time are very weird. Some people can sleep whenever they want, and enter deep sleep as soon as they fall asleep. Ten minutes can take up to two hours for others. After waking up, they feel refreshed and have clear thoughts. Others have insomnia and dreaminess, and before falling asleep My head was in a daze, thinking about here and there. I knew I was sleeping, thinking wildly, and even knew I was dreaming, but I couldn't control it. When I woke up, I didn't know what year it was.

I'm somewhere in between, not the kind of person who falls asleep instantly, but I don't have many sleep problems either. I have never experienced being too sleepy or dozing off unconsciously. Even when I was the sleepiest teenager, listening to boring lectures, I didn't have the fight to the point where I couldn't control myself and just fell asleep. This is the first time that I have fallen into a dream for no reason.

The dream was so long, and I saw Xiao Zheng and his son in the first three years of Xiao Tianci's "ghost" life, everything was detailed, but the time in reality was so short, I still remember that I suddenly fell into a trance, and Chen Yihan wanted to reach out to pull me. It was only a few seconds after I fell that I had already had a dream.

"What happened?" Chen Yihan asked again.

I shook my head, put down the hand that was rubbing my forehead, and became scared from the ground. When I was about to explain to Chen Yihan what had just happened, the door of Qingye Supernatural Agency suddenly closed between us.

The sound startled me, and when I reacted and went to open the door, I felt that the atmosphere in the office had changed. There is an extra breath behind me.

Chen Yihan was banging on the door and calling my name.

I calmed down and replied: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry. I'll... talk to him alone."

The action outside stopped. I don’t know if Chen Yihan heard my answer or if Ye Qing did something.

I felt very magical and terrifying. I took a few deep breaths, then turned around and looked at the sofa.

There were two couches facing each other, and there were signs of a person sitting on one of them, as if there was a transparent person sitting there, looking at me leisurely.

I stared at that line of sight, sat down on the sofa opposite, and laughed dryly, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Was that your plan just now?"

I suddenly fell into a dream, fell down and entered Qingye. Chen Yihan was calm and alert, standing outside the door and did not come in and touch me casually. When I got up, I was standing just outside the range of the door. As soon as the door closed, Chen Yihan was locked out.

This is a coincidence. I don't think it's like Ye Qing acting according to his circumstances. Ye Qing always gives me the impression that he is calm and unhurried. Even if he rarely loses his composure, it is because he is ruthless, not impetuous. The door just rubbed my nose and closed in front of Chen Yihan's nose. It was so good just now, so subtle.

Ye Qing didn't answer my nonsense.

I took a breath and got to the point: "You should have heard what Gu Mo said. I met Xiao Zheng, and he brought an eighteen-year-old boy with him, who was the ghost child back then. They have already attacked us once, and they also There are other people involved.”

I recounted our experiences and introduced Hongmao, Zheng Xinxin, and Xue Jingyue to Ye Qing.

The person sitting opposite didn't react at all, and the dent in the human figure didn't move at all.

I went on to tell about the dream just now, "Xiao Tianci seems to have the ability to confuse people's hearts and make people do things for him willingly. The behavior of those people is very natural and not abnormal at all. I mean, normal people There seems to be nothing unusual, and I don't doubt their motives for doing that. I can see that they are infected with Xiao Tianci's yin energy. What is strange is that he used this method to kill people, and he himself should not have received any benefits. "

This is what scares and worries me.

Everyone should have a purpose in doing anything. The most common one is fame and fortune. Others, such as being forced to do something, emotional trends, and just for fun, are all purposes. The trickiest thing is the last one. Especially when a person chooses to kill for fun, it leaves others at a loss. In those three years of dreams, I couldn't even find the internal logic of what Xiao Tianci did. His choice of targets and the time he chooses to do so seem to be random and hard to detect. Of course, this may also be because I don't have the talent to be a detective, so I can't see the logic of Xiao Tianci's behavior.

I sincerely hope that Xiao Tianci will develop some kind of habit in the next fifteen years of his life. In this way, those of us who are targeted by him can be more prepared.

"Do you have any suggestions?" I asked Ye Qing.

I stopped talking, and the office fell into silence. I waited quietly.

Since Ye Qing closed the door and left me here to sit here and listen to me talk, he must have something to tell me.

After about two minutes, Ye Qing stood up. The leather sofa made a creaking sound, and footsteps sounded on the floor.

I quickly stood up, listened carefully to the footsteps, and estimated Ye Qing's position.

Fortunately, the office was silent, which made the sound of Ye Qing's footsteps louder. Even if I didn't have Gu Mo's ability, I could roughly judge Ye Qing's location. In order to avoid bumping into Ye Qing, I deliberately put more distance between myself and the footsteps.

Ye Qing walked all the way into the office and reached the long corridor.

I glanced at the end of the corridor, saw the abstract painting, and felt relieved.

Ye Qing opened the door and entered the next room.

I knew Ye Qing was going to give me some powerful props, so I followed him expectantly.

Knock knock!

The footsteps stopped and a cardboard box was tapped.

There were so many cardboard boxes piled up in the room, so it was a bit difficult for me to figure out where to listen.

I could only walk a few steps in the direction of the sound, looked at the stacked boxes, and asked hesitantly: "From left to right, which row is it?"

Ye Qing seemed to be impatient with this mentally retarded question and answer game and did not answer me.

Could it be that those two knocks were already a hint?

"The second one over here?" I chose a box.

Boom!

I was hit on the forehead, and it happened to be hit at the place where I just hit it. I took a breath in pain, covered my forehead and complained: "You don't have to do this if you are wrong, right?"

Knock knock!

It was a lot louder this time.

I was a little hesitant when I ordered the box, and I didn't put down my hand covering my forehead, "This?"

no response.

It's probably not that Ye Qing was mad at me, but that I made the right choice.

I quickly moved out the box sandwiched in the middle, broke the seal, and saw a glass jar inside.

There is only one glass jar in the carton that can fit a set of pots and pans. The jar is not big enough and can be enclosed by two hands. Jar lids are metallic silver. I took out the jar out of curiosity and was stunned when I saw what was inside.

Inside the turbid light yellow liquid is a ball of light-colored soft flesh, dragging something like an intestine.

I don't recognize what it is, but it's definitely not the magic weapon I imagined.

I have always had the spirit of not being ashamed to ask questions, so I asked Ye Qing directly: "What is this?"