Altar of Infinity

Jiang Jichu suddenly sat up from the bed, and after being dazed for a minute, he quickly got out of bed and took a shower.

The specially adjusted temperature of the water first wet his forehead hair, making him more awake.

What did he dream about!

He just met the man named Xie Ji twice, why...

It's an insult to the gentleman, it's really an insult to the gentleman!

The more I want to forget the picture, the more uncontrollably it repeats in my mind.

Jiang Jichu was extremely speechless in embarrassment.

He knows that he likes men, and he is not old-fashioned. I am really sorry for Xie Ji for dreaming, but it is all his own dream. Why is he still the one below? !

Could it be that Xie Ji's hormones are too strong?

Jiang Jichu looked at his arms. Although he was thin, he was not strong. He had a bad physique since he was a child. His family specially sent him to learn fighting. His muscles are smooth and dense.

He splashed water on his face again.

It may be that he has been single for too long, and he has to put more attention on painting!

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City Z has a developed economy and a dense population. The traffic flow on Monday morning is also worthy of the city's development level.

Today's weather is not very good, it is full of dark clouds at a glance, the weather forecast says it will rain, and the probability climbs up every hour from the initial 50.00%.

Xie Ji arrived at the company on time and started his day's work.

Although he took revenge on Yang Yuan, Xie Ji also made a deep reflection.

He didn't think he was perverted enough to do such...a behavior full of possessive and controlling desires to a young man who was almost a child compared to him. He would have the dream of last night, probably because he had been single for too long.

Today's main work is related to the finishing and approval of new projects, but under the supervision of the dream, Xie Ji devotes himself more wholeheartedly than before.

Work can calm people down and make people forget embarrassing dreams.

After finishing his normal working hours, he even worked an overtime shift for himself. When the work overspend was settled, it was already raining heavily outside.

The employees of the company were reminded to go home as soon as possible due to heavy rain, and very few stayed to work overtime. The president's office was even more empty and quiet, and even writing down a pen could form an echo.

Xie Ji glanced at the time, and planned to go to the bathroom to wash his face and go home.

He didn't feel it when he was busy, but when he stopped now, he was a little hungry.

The cold water dripped from the eyelashes and between the fingers, Xie Ji stroked the wet forehead hair up, revealing the clean forehead and the bright black eyes below.

The wind penetrated into the room through the cracks of the unclosed windows, hit his face that had not been wiped dry, and penetrated into his body through gaps such as the neckline and cuffs like life.

The rainy days in late spring and early summer are still a bit cool.

But today's coolness seems to be different from the past, it seems extraordinarily weird and shady.

Xie Ji tore a piece of paper and wiped off the water stains. When he threw the paper into the trash can and raised his head again, he saw a strange and erratic shadow on the glass directly opposite.

It seems to be a little boy.

How could there be children in his office?

Xie Ji pretended not to notice, straightened his cuffs and left the bathroom.

When he passed the glass that was so clean that it could reflect light, he pretended to be nonchalant and glanced at it.

Behind him, there was indeed a boy carved in powder and jade. The boy was only about six or seven years old, with black hair reaching his shoulders, and wearing a robe with a sense of age.

Importantly, the boy has no shadow.

Xie Ji looked back.

He thought that the matter with Jiang Jichu was because he had run into a ghost, but Yang Yuan told him that he had been single for too long, and now he was working normally, but he really ran into a ghost.

Although I have heard many ghost stories from Yang Yuan, but Yang Yuan said that he is full of yang energy and has a physique that is not easy to bump into ghosts. This is the first time he has encountered ghosts in person.

What does the boy want to do?

Does what happened with Jiang Jichu have anything to do with him?

The brightly lit tempered glass in the office isolates the deep night and the squalling rain, and only shallow and distant whistling can be heard.

Xie Ji was able to manage the Xie family not only because he was smart and capable, but also because he understood a truth, professional things should be hired by professional people, otherwise even if he could, he would die from exhaustion if he did everything himself.

So he planned to call Yang Yuan and give Yang Yuan a chance to make up for his mistakes.

Of course, the boy followed him, so he couldn't speak clearly, but he could hint to Yang Yuan that he believed Yang Yuan could understand.

But when he took out his mobile phone, he found that there was no signal on the mobile phone.

It seems to be a slightly capable ghost.

He put the phone back without changing his face, as if he took out the phone just to check the time, and then walked forward.

Then he found that the door of the office couldn't be opened either.

Xie Ji let go of the doorknob, turned his feet suddenly, and met the boy face to face.

The boy obviously didn't expect him to turn his head back suddenly, and took a half step back in fright.

Xie Ji thought it was funny, the boy was the scary ghost, his simple action frightened the other party.

Now that they have found each other, Xie Ji didn't pretend to be any more, and swaggered and observed the boy carefully.

Although he is a ghost, he is still childish, his grape-like eyes are spotless and innocent.

Doesn't look malicious.

As expected of Xie Ji, who has seen strong winds and waves, he was forced to be in the same room with ghosts without panicking, and even lifted his suit pants and squatted down to put himself at a suitable height for conversation.

He said in harmony, "Are you here to find me?"

The boy hesitated for a while, and approached him boldly: "Thank you brother."

The title of brother made Xie Ji involuntarily think of the chaotic dream last night.

He found out why he had so many younger brothers.

After calling him, the boy seemed to think of something, and changed his words: "No, thank you uncle."

Xie Ji: "?" In fact, you can also call me brother.

"You still..." The boy just said two words, and his expression became very painful as if he was being strangled in an instant. He sat down on the floor in pain, clearly a ghost, but he opened his mouth and tried to breathe.

Xie Ji didn't approach rashly, but kept a distance and cared: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, I can't tell," the boy insisted, "Uncle Xie, my name is Wu Ying!"

Wu Ying.

Xie Ji didn't know the little boy named Wu Ying.

Although the other party knew his identity, out of politeness, he still said, "Hello, my name is Xie Ji."

Wu Ying looked anxious: "I'm here to help you! Thank you uncle! Thank you brother! I'm here to help you! You go home!"

Not knowing which sentence went wrong, Wu Ying's body gradually became transparent.

As if restricted by some invisible rules, Wu Ying spoke intermittently, and his body became more and more transparent, so he could only repeat upside down: "I am here to help you! I am really here to help you! Go home! I will help you!"

After a few words, Wu Ying's body completely dissipated.

Xie Ji stood up and looked at the place where Wu Ying disappeared.

Wu Ying wanted to tell him something at first, but he couldn't say it, even if he said something cryptic later, he paid a corresponding price.

Wu Ying said that he was here to help him, but where does he need the help of a child who has become a ghost?

Xie Ji stayed where he was for a while, and decided to go home first. It had nothing to do with Wu Ying's words. Most people would go home after get off work.

There is still no mobile phone signal, but the door of the office can be opened, and the elevator outside is still operating normally.

Xie Ji took the elevator to the garage, and the car navigation also failed. Fortunately, he walked the way from the company to his home countless times, and he could go back without the navigation.

The road is slippery in rainy days, not to mention the heavy rain at night.

Xie Ji chose a road with fewer cars to drive home.

But when he turned a corner, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Turning right from Fuqiang Road, it was supposed to be Xingsheng Road, but he didn't see the street sign after turning in, and the buildings on both sides of the road were not Xingsheng Road either.

Xie Ji believed that he did not remember the wrong way.

He immediately made a judgment, there are two possibilities now, the first one, he met another ghost, Wu Ying told him to go home quickly to let him avoid the current situation, the second one, the ghost that caused the change of the street It was Wu Ying, Wu Ying did not disappear, but reminded him that this incident broke some rules, making Wu Ying temporarily unable to condense into an entity.

City Z has a well-developed economy. Even if it rains heavily, the shops on the street will still be open for business.

But at this moment, only two rows of dim street lights were still on, all the shops and residential buildings were dark, and he was the only car driving on the road, as if he had just turned the steering wheel and entered a ghost town that was not in the world.

The wipers continued to work, wiping off the rain that kept hitting the car glass. Xie Ji glanced at the blurred rearview mirror, turned the car decisively and turned back to Fuqiang Road.

But Fuqiang Road no longer exists.

He entered a road he had never seen before, and this road was narrower than the one just now.

Xie Ji glanced at the rearview mirror again, and the intersection he just turned turned into a concrete wall.

This is to lead him somewhere.

Xie Ji had seen horror movies, and he looked at the rear of the car through the central rearview mirror. There were no people or ghosts.

Xie Ji: "Wu Ying, is that you?"

Inside the sealed compartment, a bundle of decorative silver metal chains dangled out of thin air.

Xie Ji: "Where do you want me to go?"

The silver metal chain no longer dangled.

No matter what he asked next, there was no response.

There are no forks in the newly transformed road, and there is only one bend when you need to turn.

Xie Ji calculated the distance he had traveled, and secretly combined it with the map of City Z in his mind.

If he was teleported to an unfamiliar space, he wouldn't say anything. If everything in front of him was an illusion like a ghost hitting a wall, then he should have come to the suburbs in the north of City Z by now.

What are the suburbs north of the city?

And what was the purpose of the ghost that brought him here?

Xie Ji drove for another half an hour in the relentless torrential rain and strong wind, and finally saw a small villa with lights on.

Like a classic scene in a horror movie, the protagonist has no choice but to knock on the only house with a light on, only to find a ghost who has been practicing for a hundred years is hidden inside.

The car stopped slowly in front of the villa uncontrollably, Xie Ji looked at the villa through the car window, and felt that the big carved iron gate was like a huge mouth of an abyss waiting for prey to come to the door.

But Xie Ji had no choice.

He found out the umbrella, held it, and rang the doorbell of the villa.

A few minutes later, a slightly thin young man walked out of the villa.

After seeing each other's face clearly, the two were stunned at the same time.

"Jichu?"

"Thank you, sir?"