After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

The events of these two days were wave after wave. As a salted fish who had been accustomed to a stable life in reality, Ye Jia really felt a little uncomfortable.

Therefore, after leaving the hospital, like all social animals who get seven days of paid leave, the first thing he did when he returned home was—

sleep.

Ye Jia buried his head in the quilt and slept in the dark for twelve hours.

When he woke up, it was already dark.

Only a little blue light was shining in the distance, and there was a faint sound of cheerful music coming from the direction of the light.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a mobile phone with a bright screen dangling in mid-air, while the little black hand turned out two hands, sliding on the screen intently.

Ye Jia: “…what are you doing?”

Little Black Hand: “You’re awake!”

It hugged the phone and floated towards the direction of the bed. As it floated, it exclaimed excitedly: “This thing called a mobile phone! It’s fun! There are so many interesting things in it! Look at this…”

Ye Jia glanced at the screen.

Fighting the landlords.

Xiao Hei Shou stood up triumphantly: “I have won a lot of Golden Beans!”

Ye Jia glanced again.

—It’s still the man-machine version.

Ye Jia: “…you like it.”

He got up from the bed, flicked his slippers, and walked slowly to the kitchen, making himself a cup of hot tea.

Before he took a few sips, he heard the knock on the door.

“Knocking”.

Ye Jia was taken aback.

He never told anyone his home address, and he didn’t know any friends in the administration that he could visit.

Who will come?

Ye Jia frowned, walked to the door, and twisted the door handle.

As soon as he opened the door, Cheng Cezhi stood at the door, with a smirk on his face and a huge fruit basket in his hand:

“Brother Ye, it’s me!”

Ye Jia’s right hand was slightly loose, and the phantom of the sickle disappeared into the air like mist.

He asked: “Why are you here?”

Cheng Cezhi: “The group of people in the Combat Division guarded me for three days, but nothing happened. Later, there was really a shortage of staff in their department, so they just let me go.”

He grinned: “After I returned to the logistics department, I heard that you had a week off due to a work injury, so I came to see you…”

Ye Jia rubbed his messy hair, sighed, and let go:

“come in.”

Cheng Cezhi put down the fruit basket, Ye Jia brought two cups of hot tea from the kitchen, he quickly got up to take it, and then carefully sat on the sofa.

“Speaking of it,” Ye Jia took a sip of tea, “How do you know my address?”

Cheng Cezhi was a little at a loss: “Eh, don’t anyone else know? I… I asked my uncle.”

Ye Jia had a bad feeling in her heart:

“Your uncle? Who?”

“Hey, you should have heard of him…” Cheng Cezhi pursed his lips and smiled a little embarrassedly: “That’s Cheng Ze.”

Cheng Ze, director of the M City Branch of the Supernatural Administration.

Ye Jia: “…”

Rely on, related households.

No wonder their minister’s attitude towards this newcomer is so good! The old double mark!

Suddenly, Cheng Cezhi took a deep breath, his face appeared in horror, and he lowered his voice:

“Ye, Brother Ye, you, don’t look back!”

Ye Jia: “?”

Cheng Cezhi’s eyes straightened, staring closely behind Ye Jia, and then in a suffocating tone, he said quietly and slowly: “I…I suspect that a ghost is coming back with you…”

Ye Jia “cocked” in his heart.

Wouldn’t it be that Xiao Hei Shou was completely addicted to the landlord, and let the phone float, right?

At this moment, the little black hand leaned over and climbed on his shoulder expertly: “What is that human being talking about, if a ghost follows me, can I still not find it?”

It didn’t hold the phone.

But before Ye Jia breathed a sigh of relief, he only heard Cheng Cezhi let out another suffocating gasp, and said in a trembling voice:

“Ye, Brother Ye…I think…it’s on your shoulder…”

Ye Jia: “?”

Little Black Hand: “?”

Ye Jia turned to look at the little black hand on his shoulder, a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes.

…Can Cheng Cezhi see it?

In the previous time in the elevator, Xiao Hei Shou suddenly became stronger due to the maliciousness of other ghosts. He raised nearly two levels, so he could be seen directly by ordinary people with naked eyes, but after being wiped out by Ye Jia once, It has become very weak now, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to see it.

Cheng Cezhi fought his teeth and touched his waist: “I, I’m called Ju Li…”

Ye Jia pinched the bridge of her nose with a headache: “…you wait.”

Cheng Cezhi didn’t listen, and was still groping tremblingly.

Ye Jia turned his head and directed the little black hand: “Go and grab it.”

“Yeah.” The little black hand rushed over, arbitrarily and unreasonably snatching the emergency caller from Cheng Cezhi, who was screaming in fright.

Cheng Cezhi’s face was pale, his back pressed against the sofa:

“You, you guys…”

Ye Jia pointed to the little black hand on the side: “Introduce, this is the one that nightmare you in the building.”

The little black hand waved at him friendly.

But Cheng Cezhi seemed to pass out in the next second.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

How should this story be rounded up…

-Twenty minutes later.

Cheng Cezhi held the hot tea, although his face was still pale, but his expression was much calmer than before.

“So, you mean, it was contaminated by another ghost’s malice, so it attacked me?”

Ye Jia nodded.

“Then… why can I see it?”

“I don’t know.” Ye Jia shrugged: “Perhaps it’s because you’ve seen so many ghosts recently.”

Ordinary people who are overexposed to high-intensity yin will have a certain degree of spiritual vision.

“Then, what about you?” Cheng Cezhi asked cautiously.

Although Ye Jia has always been gentle and gentle, but I don’t know why, Cheng Cezhi always feels that he has an abyss-like feeling in him, which makes people uncontrollable in awe, and can’t resist the temptation of curiosity to get closer.

“Natural.” Ye Jia replied without blushing and heartbeat.

He didn’t have a vision before entering the game, but after living in the place with the highest Yin Qi concentration for so long, he naturally possessed this ability.

—After all, those who didn’t get are already dead.

“Then since you have this kind of talent, why don’t you go to work in the Combat Division?” Cheng Cezhi became excited: “Do you need help? I can find my uncle…”

Ye Jia: “…”

Go to the Combat Division?

Does he think that there is too little overtime, or is he worried that the bonus on the hatred list is not high enough?

Ye Jia: “No, I think it’s good to wait for death in the logistics department.”

Cheng Cezhi: “Yes…”

Ye Jia resolutely interrupted him: “I love this job very much, and I want to dedicate all my time and energy to the field I love.”

Cheng Cezhi: “…”

Why would anyone say “want to be a salted fish” so high-sounding?

Ye Jia sent Cheng Cezhi, who had clearly recovered, to the door of his house. Before the opponent left, he held the door frame with his hands, and he smiled slightly: “You won’t tell other people what happened today?”

The bright lights in the living room plated the young man’s face with gold rims, his light-colored eyes were slightly squinted, and his expression looked particularly amiable.

But I don’t know why, Cheng Cezhi suddenly fought a cold war.

He shook his head like a rattle.

Ye Jia smiled and waved to him: “Good night.”

As soon as the door was closed, the little black hand poked out from Ye Jia’s shoulder: “He said that, so you believe it?”

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and smiled gently: “Of course.”

He tapped his fingers, and a wisp of dark shadow emerged from his fingertips and went out through the crack in the door.

Little Black Hand: “!”

Ye Jia put her fingertips on her lips: “Because I am supervising.”

Little Black Hand: “…”

Grass, this man is terrible.

I really want to go back to the game.

·

The dark and sticky night spread out like thick black ink, immersing the entire city in it.

On the empty street corner, a narrow street lamp was lit alone, and a faint yellow light was submerged in the night.

“Zizi-“

In the intermittent sound of electric current, the light flickered twice.

Almost in the blink of an eye, no one saw how it happened. When the street light was on, a figure suddenly appeared on the corner of the street.

The thick shadow spread and elongated under the man’s feet, splitting the light like a sharp blade, and plunged straight into the dark night with the secluded and coldness far away from the ordinary world.

Ji Xuan raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

M City.

No one can see except him, the sky above this small city is enveloped by a layer of black air that symbolizes ominousness. The dark mist is condensed, rotating, surging, and secretly watching, as if waiting for some opportunity. Similar.

He withdrew his gaze indifferently, as if he didn’t care about it.

Bright red dark lines slowly surged on the ground, bulging like ocean waves, rushing towards Ji Xuan’s feet.

The more and more intense scarlet gradually condensed the outline and entity in front of the man’s toes. The huge white bones spread out like wings, and the flesh and blood hung between the bones, under which was wrapped the slowly agitating blood-red liquid. , The blurred and horrified faces of human beings and the torn stumps are looming in the blood.

It leaned back on the goat-like skull and looked at the man in front of it with dark eye sockets.

Ji Xuan leaned down, his pale and slender fingers gently brushed across its skull, and his voice was calm and soft:

“Good boy.”

At this time, from the bottomless darkness outside the street lamp, a faint whisper sounded:

“Wang, do we need us to find him?”

“No.” Ji Xuan didn’t lift his eyelids: “As long as he wants to hide, you will never find him.”

He approached the monster and whispered something in its ear.

The huge monster turned around, and the crimson and forest white backs bulged up like a fish submerged in the sea. It quietly dived below the ground, just like when it came, disappearing without a trace.

Ji Xuan raised his eyes, Sen Liang’s cold light gleamed deep in his pupils:

“Track all the ghosts in this city and find their intersection.”

The higher the level of Li Gui, the easier it is to be attracted to each other.

They are eager to fight each other, swallow, and nourish and grow with the same kind of flesh and blood. This attraction is instinct. The darker and purer, the sweeter and more attractive.

-Except for games, no place can have such a strong ghost spirit.

And the person he wanted to find was the best.

He is a natural magnet, although after deliberately converging, this magnetism becomes very weak, so weak that it can be hidden in the large and small vortexes of the city, but it will not disappear.

Even if he is perfectly hidden in human society, there will always be a series of strange things happening around him.

“Investigate all the information in that human organization and look for patterns.”

The man’s voice was indifferent and calm, conveying instructions in an orderly manner.

“Yes.”

A faint voice sounded in the dark.

Immediately afterwards, everything fell silent again.

Ji Xuan looked at the dark sky in the distance, his eyes were deep, as if he had fallen into some kind of long-lasting memory.

A **** smile flicked across his lips.

Unknowingly, so long has passed…

Do you miss me? elder brother.