Aoba Office

The atmosphere in the office has been very dull this day, and no one will laugh at this time.

I was a little worried that I might use my abilities unconsciously today, but I didn't.

This night, I also slept very soundly.

The next day is the weekend.

When I woke up naturally in the morning, I just felt sore all over. Maybe I slept for too long.

After having breakfast and watching TV for a while, I felt that I was in pretty good shape. I was a little hesitant about whether to go to the office again today and enter dreamland.

I contacted Wu Ling to ask her opinion.

Wu Ling asked me about my physical condition and gave an affirmative answer.

"...However, we still have to look at Ye Qing's situation. His abilities cannot be controlled by himself, but they will still consume his energy. Coupled with his current special state, I am not sure whether he is ready."

When Wu Ling said this, I was also a little worried.

When he left the office that day, Ye Qing looked normal.

Wu Ling and others drove to pick me up and take me to the office.

The car was parked in the community and they were waiting in the car.

"If anything happens, just contact us. We'll take care of it." Wu Ling said, and handed me a voice recorder.

Gu Mo pouted.

Nangong Yao opened his notebook.

"You are so well prepared." I said with some embarrassment.

Compared to the last time when I went straight to the office and entered the dreamland without saying a word, Wu Ling and the others were indeed well prepared.

"We can directly hear the situation on your side here." Wu Ling said.

I nodded to show that I understood, but I didn't understand why they chose to wait downstairs.

Wu Ling seemed to see through my thoughts and explained: "Having us there will distract Ye Qing's ability."

I see. I nodded again.

As I walked towards Building 6, I couldn't help but look back.

Wu Ling's car was parked within my sight.

I didn't think deeply about the reason Wu Ling just gave me when I first heard it, but now I feel it's weird, something wrong that I can't even describe.

I went upstairs and thought.

I originally thought that Ye Qing's ability was to passively intensify supernatural phenomena within a certain range. This phenomenon might be the ability of ghosts, it might be the ability of people like us, or it might even be the behavior of that crazy God. I always thought that Ye Qing's ability was fixed and had nothing to do with the number of people within a certain range. Now I heard from Wu Ling, is this not the case?

While thinking about this, I had already reached the sixth floor.

As soon as I stepped onto the sixth floor, I felt the subtle changes in the yin energy here.

Without even getting close to the door, I heard the bell ringing.

The sound of the bell seemed to come from the wall next to me.

After thinking about the layout of Qingye Supernatural Office, the room at the end of the corridor is almost at this location.

My steps stopped.

The phone rang at this moment.

When I saw that the caller ID was Wu Ling, I knew that Gu Mo must have heard the ringtone.

"Lin Qi, come back first." Wu Ling said.

"That ringtone is..." I walked down two flights of stairs, away from the wall.

"That's the bell that suppresses evil. Since it's ringing, it means it's working. Something is ready to move." Wu Ling said.

I blurted out, "What's in that room?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.

I asked Gu Mo and Xuan Qing about this question. Both of them were mysterious and said that I would know when I should know.

"Shrooms should have told you, right? There are some things that you shouldn't know now. In fact, we can't mention them either. Compared with that new thing, this one is much more dangerous. Lin Qi, you should do it step by step." Wu Ling patiently said said.

I am not a child, I understand this, and I can control my curiosity.

I thought Wu Ling would give me an answer before, but now it seems that what is being locked up... or suppressed in the office is probably more terrifying and troublesome than I thought before.

"Is it more dangerous than that thing?" I said when I went downstairs.

This is a meaningless exclamation.

I can't imagine anything more dangerous than that new thing. Facing the Nian beast, no one in Qingye has ever been like this. They want to avoid the Nian beast, but it's not like they can't even mention it.

My steps stopped.

"The danger I'm talking about is the danger to us. And destructiveness are two different concepts." Wu Ling said in a relaxed tone, "It is suppressed now, and nothing can be done in the short term. Just don't destroy or stimulate it. "

Wu Ling said this, and I thought of some scenes from horror movies, where you can't mention the name, you can't call it, the seal is broken, and disasters are caused... Probably, these stories were originally written by people like us.

I was disappointed that I couldn't solve that new thing today, so when I went downstairs, I just thought about it and diverted my attention.

When I left the residential building, I had already hung up the phone and walked towards the car driven by Wu Ling and others.

I opened the car door and was about to speak when I heard a voice calling me from behind.

"Lin Qi! Xiao Lin!"

I turned around and saw Director Mao.

Director Mao looked like he had just come out of the neighborhood committee, and next to him was the nosy little Yao.

Xiao Yao supported Director Mao, while Director Mao held his left hand with his right hand, and a towel was tied to his hand.

Director Mao's wrists were bloody. It should have been wrapped with a layer of gauze, but it didn't stop the bleeding at all.

"What's going on?" I was startled and rushed to meet him.

Xiao Yao said quickly: "Something in the office fell down just now. Director Mao stretched out his hand to help it, and a piece of flesh was scratched. The blood couldn't stop no matter what. It may have been a blood vessel injury."

I realized something and turned around to look at the car Wu Ling and the others were driving.

"Get in the car, we'll take you to the hospital." Wu Ling also got out of the car and said proactively.

Xiao Yao thanked him repeatedly.

Director Mao was a little surprised and said awkwardly: "I thought it was Xiaolin's car from your demolition office..."

We have cooperated with Director Mao for so long, and our relationship is pretty good. Driving her to the hospital was the natural thing to do.

Being in a stranger's car must have made Director Mao a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, let's get in the car." Wu Ling smiled.

After all, it was more important to treat the injury, so I helped Director Mao get into the car. The car was already full, so Xiao Yao said he would contact Director Mao's family and would not follow.

The car starts.

Director Mao was careful not to let the blood from the wound fall on the car. He didn't pay attention to the people in the car and thanked him many times.

"...Director Mao, what scratched you? The wound looks serious." I chatted with Director Mao.

"It's just some old documents. I originally thought it was just a scratch, some medicine, and a circle of gauze." Director Mao smiled bitterly and wiped the blood on his hand with a towel.

"It's better if you raise your hand." Wu Ling reminded.

"Hey... this..." Director Mao was embarrassed and looked at the car.

Wu Ling said: "It's okay. It's important to stop the bleeding."

"This is so embarrassing. It would be bad if it makes the car dirty. The hospital is so close, it doesn't matter if it's a while." Director Mao said repeatedly, and after looking at Wu Ling, his voice paused, "You seem to be..."

"I used to live on the sixth floor of Building No. 6." Wu Ling said openly.

"Oh, it's that..." Director Mao suddenly realized, his expression changed slightly, and he moved his body uncomfortably.