Weird Regulator

The road to the underworld can only go halfway, and the huge pair of scissors hanging in the sky cuts the stone bridge in two.

Ji Li rested his right hand on the ground, and before he opened his eyes, he heard the light songs echoing in his ears.

His long hair hung in front of his forehead, his narrow eyes opened faintly, and when he looked up from a low position, he saw only a back figure.

The thick black hair on the back of his head was tied into two pigtails with a red rope. He was sitting on the bench, with a thin figure like a child who has not grown up.

But looking from the bottom up, the soles of the feet wearing black cotton shoes are not small, a bit larger than the average adult.

A faint humming sound came from this back. It was a woman. Although she was dressed simply and even a little old-fashioned, she was very clean.

Ji Li moved his left arm, which hurt from the fall, and slowly stood up from the ground, turning his head to the left and right to observe the environment.

Chen Hansheng with a broken arm, vigilant Li Guanqi, unconscious Su Chenghe, and Zhu Xiaoning standing aside were located in the four corners of this small room.

Judging from their positions, they must have made a tacit decision. Only Ji Li was still in the middle of the room, closest to the woman.

The room is not big, only about ten square meters, which is not enough for a woman alone, and it becomes even more crowded with the five people from Ji Li who fell here.

However, the woman seemed unable to hear or see what was going on behind her, and was completely focused on the movements of her hands.

Ji Li pushed away the hair that was scattered in front of his eyes. After standing up, he finally saw what the woman was doing.

She is concentrating on cutting paper.

There are two small bamboo baskets placed in front of the table. On the left are stacks of colored paper, and on the right are the finished products.

At first glance, Ji Li captured some common paper cuts of animals and activity supplies, but there was nothing unique about them.

This woman's face is somewhat haggard and thin, and she must be over twenty years old. However, due to her too weak body, she looks stunted and underage.

On the contrary, the black scissors were flexible in his hand, and the sharp blades shuttled across the inferior colored paper. Without a template, he cut out exquisite paper cuts one after another at an extremely fast speed.

The ghost is a ghost, but there is no special hint that can be seen from the surface characteristics.

Only the song that kept coming from the woman's throat seemed a little strange, and it was obviously not simple.

At this time, a transparent palm fell on his left arm, and a gentle force eased the palm injured by the fall.

Ji Li turned his head and the illusory face of the female voice appeared for a moment, then disappeared.

Ah Rong, come out to eat quickly. After you have eaten, hurry out of the stall.

At the same time, a kind woman's voice came from outside the door. If you listened carefully, it seemed that she was not speaking Mandarin and was a bit unfamiliar.

Ji Li stepped back slightly and stood at the window. The woman named Ah Rong put down the scissors in her palm, picked up the bamboo basket on her right, finally got up from the chair, and left the room.

The moment he opened the door, Ji Li followed his perspective and saw the living room outside the bedroom.

There is an Eight Immortals table in the center. Its spaciousness is in great contrast with the small residence.

Moreover, there were only a few dishes on the table. At a glance, there was nothing more than a pot of clear vegetable soup and a stack of blackened side dishes.

At the moment when the door closed, Ji Li seemed to hear Ah Rong sigh before leaving.

There was no one else in the room. Li Guanqi and Zhu Xiaoning were supporting Su Chenghe, while Chen Hansheng sat directly on the chair holding his broken left arm, showing pain on his face.

It was only at this moment that Ji Li saw that Su Chenghe seemed to have landed in a bad posture, his forehead was bleeding, and half of his face was already soaked in blood.

The injury was not superficial. Judging from the amount of bleeding, if it was not treated quickly, it would probably delay the following things.

Zhu Xiaoning took out several bottles and cans from the backpack she carried with her and began to take care of Su Chenghe.

Li Guanqi squatted next to the chair, treating Chen Hansheng's left arm injury while looking at the silent Ji Li.

Manager Ji, may I ask if my uncle was killed by your own hands?

Ji Li looked at Li Guanqi calmly when he heard this. Chen Hansheng had asked this question before and he didn't want to answer.

Eldest nephew, you don't have to ask him. I think he has something to do with Brother Li's death. Let's just survive first and then settle the score with him.

Chen Hansheng never had a good impression of Ji Li, but Li Guanqi did not react to what he said, but nodded lightly.

“I know that for people like you, if you are, you are, if you are not, you are not.

Investigating the root cause, my uncle did not die at the hands of others. The root cause lies with me. I will not seek revenge on you.

I know that Store Manager Ji’s real method is not the crime, but his analytical reasoning ability...

Li Guanqi raised his eyes and looked at the subtle and almost inaudible sound of eating outside the door, and continued:

Everything in front of me is obviously a ghost based on reasoning. In any case, we need to work together.

Ji Li ignored it, lowered his head and took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath, then opened the gauze curtain by the window.

A trace of astonishment flashed across that fair face, and then realization dawned.

Outside the window, the dazzling sunlight comes from the east. Outside the house is a rather neat long street.

However, the layout and structure of the street are completely different from the previous black and white buildings, but instead reveal a historical street under the ancient sunshine.

On the gray brick ground, the roar of cars could be heard from time to time from outside the street. There were many pedestrians downstairs wearing very strange clothes.

The world in front of him seemed to Ji Li to be a replay of a past era.

And here is Hong Kong in 1942...

The invader flag, which looked a bit scarlet in the sunlight, was posted on the wall of the house opposite the building. Countless pale slogans all announced the tragedy of an era.

Ji Li slowly lowered the gauze curtain, took a deep breath of cigarette and said softly to Li Guanqi and others:

It seems to be another time-space ghost. It is not in a hurry to kill people, but takes us back to Hong Kong during World War II.

Our view is of an ordinary family surviving in the occupied area, or rather of the girl, Ah Rong.

Zhu Xiaoning's palms that wiped Su Chenghe's blood paused, stood up, looked out the window, and said repressedly:

This kind of ghost is the most difficult to deal with. We don't have any evil things to deal with, so this level is very difficult.

Li Guanqi frowned and thought for a moment, then asked Chen Hansheng softly:

Uncle Chen, you and Store Manager Luo are the people who have gone the furthest apart from Li Yi and Gu Xingjian.

Do you know which building-killing ghost we are facing?

But Chen Hansheng shook his head and gave an answer that disappointed everyone:

On the eighteenth floor of the Black and White Building, there are not only eighteen tower-killing ghosts. I have been down to the fourth floor at most, but the ghosts on the fourteenth floor appear differently in each mission.

I have never seen this ghost before, but judging from this handwriting, I am afraid it will be extremely difficult to deal with.

Although the situation may have been dire, all five store managers were injured to one degree or another.

But Ji Li felt unprecedentedly relaxed at this moment. At least Li Yi and Gu Xingjian, the two people who made him feel extremely oppressed, were no longer there.

And from the current point of view, this place is not the kind of people who rely on criminal objects to escape danger, so there is enough room for him to develop.

Ji Li took a last puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out, and greeted Li Guanqi.

Whether you are trapped in the past or the future, since you want to follow Ah Rong's perspective, you have to go out and see.