After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Outside the window, the dark clouds were very low, rolling and rolling in mid-air, releasing an ominous breath outward.

The room was dark.

Ye Jia sat cross-legged on the ground, the ground in front of him was covered with pieces of paper, and small fuzzy characters were densely arranged on it, which looked like a huge net, enclosing him in it.

He lowered his eyes, his scarlet pupils were covered by long eyelashes, his gaze quietly fell on the paper in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

In the darkness, the young man remained motionless, his body did not rise and fall with his breathing, like a sculpture sleeping in the shadows.

Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something, suddenly raised his eyes, and looked in the direction of the door.

in the corridor.

Shadow Ghost walked in the front and said cheerfully: "It should be right in front!"

Chen Qingye and blast walked in front of it, their expressions seemed to be equally calm and dull, but there was a sense of sluggishness in their eyes as if they hadn't recovered from the impact, and they moved forward mechanically in a daze with.

Ami's voice brought them back to the real world.

Blast turned his head to look at Chen Qingye stiffly, and found that the other party was also looking at him, and the two saw the same suspicious expression in each other's eyes.

...What the ghost said just now...is it a lie?

It can't be true, can it?

Or... is this some kind of Li Guixin's conspiracy... maybe?

Suddenly, the shadow ghost walking in front suddenly stopped his pace, blast and Chen Qingye who were following behind him were also startled, and stopped at the fastest speed - they didn't feel any change of breath ahead, This made them instinctively vigilant.

In the darkness ahead, the slender and straight figure of the young man can be vaguely seen.

His face was hidden in the depths of the shadows, and the aura around him was restrained in a subtle way, but it gave people an inexplicably strong sense of oppression.

The young man took a step forward, the outline of the facial features became more and more profound under the cover of darkness, his scarlet pupils were half-closed, and he looked in the direction of the person coming.

There was not much emotion in the depths of those eyes, as if they came from some kind of inhuman creature.

The muscles on Chen Qingye's back tightened, and a sense of tremor crawled up his spine, which only arises when facing a strong enemy. He subconsciously put his palm into his sleeve, and his fingertips touched A Chang's hard and cold carapace. , as if the only way to suppress the uneasiness in my heart.

After all... all his information now comes from blast.

It's not that he doesn't trust his companion, it's just...

Even Chen Qingye had to admit that ace was indeed too good at deceiving people.

The other party frowned slightly.

Chen Qingye's breathing eased.

"You actually found it here."

Ye Jia sighed silently, and his pale face showed a familiar human expression - lazy, gentle, with a bit of alienation and dissociation.

Chen Qingye was taken aback, and the fingertips that were inserted into the cuffs moved away from Ah Chang's body.

Ye Jia turned his figure to the side and moved away from the door: "Come in."

The room was a mess.

This is not M City, Ye Jia just randomly found an unoccupied room with a large enough area to temporarily settle down, and the light from the computer illuminated the layout of the room.

The little black hand poked out from the screen, just in time to see the papers scattered on the ground being mercilessly crushed under the feet of the young man who walked in.

It let out an exclamation: "Hey! Aren't those things useful?"

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and looked at his feet: "This one."

He raised his finger, and an invisible force was operating in the air, sweeping away all the scattered papers on the ground, piled up on the ground like useless garbage: "It's no longer needed now."

"Oh, have you finished deciphering it?" Little Black Hand suddenly realized.

Ye Jia gave a "hmm" and didn't continue to say anything.

Ye Jia turned to look at the two ghosts standing at the door, and asked, "How did you get in?"

Chen Qingye and blast pointed in the same direction tacitly.

Ye Jia looked in the direction of their fingers, and the blood-clotting red pupils froze on the shadow ghost's ethereal and blurred figure.

Ami: "..."

I don't know why...it always feels a kind of...guilty feeling.

A Miqing coughed: "Well, I'm here to spread a message for the king!"

"That is to say," it organized the language: "The king asked me to tell you that the matter of 20 souls has been settled, and there is no need to worry about it."

Ye Jia said "Oh", he still seemed to be a little distracted, even though Ami brought such exciting news, he didn't have a very obvious reaction.

"20 souls?" The two people on the side were taken aback by the term: "What's going on?"

Shadow Ghost kindly explained their doubts: "Mother asked Wang and... ace to massacre the city and brought her 20 living souls. It should be to prepare for the door to be completely opened. We guess that Mother will soon It's time to move."

Chen Qingye was startled, and looked at Ye Jia: "So, these dark clouds outside are...?"

Ye Jia nodded: "Yes, I made it."

Blast raised his hand and scratched his head: "Then... what about the scream we heard just now?"

Ye Jia pointed to the computer beside him.

The little black hand waved at the two people who came over friendly, and proudly showed them the horror movie clips he had collected.

blast, Chen Qingye: "..."

Ah, so it is.

This little black hand is really... very practical.

After recovering from the sluggishness, Chen Qingye asked:

"So, is what the ghost said just now true?"

About... Mother should act soon.

The shadow ghost who was suddenly mentioned came over and warmly extended his hand to him: "Ami."

Chen Qingye: "...Huh?"

Shadow Ghost: "My name is Ami!"

The two humans in front of them fell silent together: "..."

What the hell is this name? !

Ami smiled "hehe" twice, and asked mysteriously, "Do you... like cats?"

Two people: "........."

???

Thanks to Ye Jia's timely voice, he broke the deadlock: "That's right, we don't have much time left for mother to act."

Hearing this, both of them were secretly startled.

For a moment, the room fell into dead silence.

"Oh, that's right!" Blast seemed to suddenly think of something, turned around and walked out the door, and then, there was a muffled sound of struggling and moaning outside the door. A few seconds later, Blast dragged a man who was tied into a rice dumpling. The middle-aged man walked in again, and he easily threw this man in front of Ye Jia: "Here."

Ye Jia froze for a moment, his eyes fell on the slightly deformed face of the man who was tied up, and it took a few seconds to recognize the man's face.

This is the... chief?

Blast and Chen Qingye briefly described the process of their search for clues and actions.

The middle-aged man lying on the ground let out a "huh" sound, wriggling on the ground like a maggot.

Ye Jia looked at him thoughtfully.

No wonder.In this way, many things can be explained—whether it was the almost inaction of the Administration before, or the unexpected cooperation of the other party that night...and the subsequent attack, they also got reasonable explanations.After all, according to his observations during this period of time, although there is indeed a sense of communication between the mother and the direct line, it is absolutely impossible to know their location so accurately.

Seeing the other party squirming, Blast kicked him unceremoniously: "Be honest."

He raised his head, looked at Ye Jia, with an expression of "Am I useful?" on his face, forced the corner of his mouth, and asked:

"How about it?"

Chen Qingye added: "But he is very strict and has not revealed any information to us until now."

Ye Jia shook his head: "It's okay."

The two people in front of them were slightly taken aback.

Eh?

Ye Jia: "I have basically got all the information I need now, even if he is not going to say something, it doesn't matter."

Disappointment was evident on Blast's face: "I see..."

He lowered his head, looked at the chief who was lying at his feet, and kicked him again in disbelief.

The other party was suffering from pain, his body curled up like a shrimp, a pair of brown and black eyes stared at blast like a cannibal, with a terrifying madness in his eyes.

blast: "So, he's useless?"

His expression was a little sluggish.

This time it was for nothing.

But unexpectedly, Ye Jia seemed to have thought of something, a pair of scarlet eyes drooped slightly, his eyes were calm and emotionless, and his eyes fell on the man - the man twitched the moment his eyes fell For a moment, it seemed to be trembling.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at A Mi who was standing aside: "Take him to Ji Xuan."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu The man on the ground seems to be very resistant to it.

There was no unnecessary expression on Ye Jia's face.

Ami smiled "hehe" twice: "No problem."

It bent down, and the shadow behind it opened as if alive, engulfing the man who was still struggling on the ground into its own ghost.

"Then I'll go first." Ami turned around, but before taking two steps, it seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned to look at Ye Jia: "By the way, do you have anything to tell the king?"

This sentence, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Blast and Chen Qingye immediately remembered the bitterness that the other party poured out along the way just now... and the frightening amount of information in it.

Their faces twisted slightly, and they all showed an indescribable weird expression.

Ye Jia didn't notice the strangeness of these two humans.

He thought for a while and said, "Let him stand still. There's no need to come to me during this period of time. I can't make my mother suspicious."

The expressions of the two behind were even more indescribable.

"Okay." Ami responded readily, and then disappeared into the air.

Ye Jia turned to look at the remaining two people: "You..."

He was taken aback by the strange expression on the other party's face: "What's wrong?"

Blast and Chen Qingye: "No, nothing."

——I just listened to the gossip about love and hatred between you and the ghost king.

Very exciting.

Ye Jia looked at the two men suspiciously, and finally stopped asking.

His expression changed slightly, and he said, "I know the way to stop my mother."

Chen Qingye and blast were taken aback for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "What, what?"

"That's right." Ye Jia nodded, and he pointed to the specially treated black leather notebook and the piles of waste paper scattered around it: "I have deciphered it all."

"Li, there is really an answer inside?!" Blast's eyes lit up.

Although he has been looking forward to this result, after all, this notebook was written by the former director who did not know how many years ago. Although the other party has really done a lot of research in this area, he still dare not hope for it.

"Yes."

Ye Jia gave an affirmative answer.

Chen Qingye: "What method?"

"Only if there is enough malice in the real world, can the mother be released from the other side," Ye Jia gently rubbed the slightly rough cover of the notebook with his fingertips, and said, "So, what I am going to do is directly Start from the root and destroy the basic conditions for the opponent to enter the real world."

"But," Blast frowned, "I've seen those malice with my own eyes..."

Those sticky, dark liquids that exude an ominous smell and can almost pollute all existences in the world.

Even fierce ghosts dare not approach, as long as they are touched, they will be devoured.

"Don't worry." Ye Jia smiled shortly:

"The method of purifying maliciousness that I deciphered."

blast, Chen Qingye: "!!!"

"However," before the two of them got excited, Ye Jia changed his tone: "I need your help."

"No problem!" Blast assured, patting his chest, "Tell me, what do you need!"

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, his red pupils shining brightly in the darkness: "To be precise, I need the assistance of the Supernatural Administration."

He paused and said, "The sooner the better."

—before the mother begins her plan.

·

Blast and Chen Qingye left, and the little black hand had already set the clips of the horror movie to be played repeatedly, and got back into the ghostly creature.

Ye Jia was the only one left in the room again.

The sky outside the window is gloomy, and the dark clouds cover the sky densely and thickly, and the street lights flickering on the street can be vaguely seen below, and it is almost impossible to rely on the color of the sky to tell the current time.

Ye Jia withdrew his gaze towards the sky.

The pieces of paper piled up in the corner of the room were blown up by the wind from the window and landed at Ye Jia's feet.

He paused, bent down, and picked up one of the pages.

The handwriting on it was scattered, and after a lot of obliteration and alteration, almost no one could recognize it except him.

Ye Jia knew very well what was written on it.

About malice.

There is already a certain amount of maliciousness in the real world. The more tragic deaths, the more maliciousness will be stimulated. However, it has not continued to accumulate with the passage of time because the world has always maintained very steady cycle.

If the ghost wants to resist the passage of time, it must continue to devour other souls, so that malice will gather in its body.

Therefore, it will gradually lose its sanity and become a crazy evil spirit, and it will also become the target that human beings hope to eliminate.

The malice it swallowed will die with its killing.

And the malice value created when it is killed is still equal to the amount created when a soul is destroyed,

Therefore, the essence of the mutual devouring of ghosts is to strictly control the amount of maliciousness.

But the intervention of the Occult Authority has completely disrupted this cycle.

Maliciousness is not only artificially created, but more importantly, maliciousness without a soul cannot be swallowed by ghosts, so it can only sink to the ground, continue to accumulate in this world, and become a spring.

Actually, Ye Jia lied just now.

His method is not to purify maliciousness.

Rather...to find a carrier for them again, and let them participate in this cycle again.

Ye Jia raised his hand, and the fingertips shone with icy knife light. He saw his pupils refracted on the water-like knife surface, and he was silently looking at him.

Those eyes were very calm, as if they had already made up their minds.

He is the carrier.

Ye Jia raised his hand and pressed his cold chest. Under the silent ribs, he could feel the mother's sarcoid that was still releasing energy continuously—he had only temporarily become It's just a ghost, in fact, the sarcoma was tightly wrapped up by Ji Xuan with Yin Qi, ensuring that the process is reversible.

Therefore, as long as the sarcoma is removed, he can become a fragile human being who will die easily as long as he is shot in the brain and heart.

And his ability is to devour, so even if he becomes a carrier, he will not die immediately.

No one could be more suitable than him.

... Therefore, Ji Xuan can never understand the slightest bit of this plan, he can't get close to it, can't participate in it, let alone meet him.

Ye Jia was not just worried that the other party would obstruct him.

Besides that, there is one more...

Even if he himself is unwilling to admit it, the reason is hidden deep in the secret and obscurity.

Ye Jia turned his head and looked out the window again.

The sky was gloomy and there was no light to be seen.

Layers of dark clouds were reflected in his eyes. Although there was no superfluous expression on his face, there was inexplicably a silent and restrained sadness.

...Because, maybe I still have nostalgia.

Fortunately, he entrusted Shadow Ghost to send a message.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes, and heaved a sigh of relief—at least Ji Xuan was very obedient, so he probably wouldn't come to disturb him in the next period of time.

Without warning—

"Why sigh?" The man's deep and magnetic voice came from not far behind. The voice was so familiar that he almost suspected it came from his own memory.

Ye Jia was frightened and jumped up on the spot.

He looked shocked, and suddenly looked towards the place where the sound came from.

——I saw the man who shouldn't have appeared was standing at the entrance, as if he had just crawled out of his mind.

Ye Jia: "..."

Ji Xuan took a few steps forward, the sense of presence emanating from his slender and tall figure could hardly be ignored, and it could not be explained by hallucinations at all.

He looked suspiciously at the young man not far away, and his scarlet eyes reflected the other's astonishment:

"What's the matter? Are you so surprised to see me?"

Ye Jia: "..."

What do you say? ?

He looked at the other party expressionlessly, almost suspicious of life.

This guy doesn't really have any special abilities, does he?

... This is too lingering! !