Chapter 8: Text Ghosts

Deep corridors, empty. The old incandescent light flickered and flickered. Offices on both sides. Although all are lit up. But there is always a sense of unease. There seemed to be countless pairs of eyes peering into the darkness.

It's a quiet night again. It was silent and didn't seem to have any breath of life. Only in an office at the end of the hallway. There was a rhythmic crackling sound.

Although the empty office was shrouded in lights, the cold light did not give people a sense of safety and warmth.

Every time Cheng Long works overtime here, he always feels that the yin qi here is extremely heavy. There was always an inexplicable chill that drilled into my spine. Think about it, if there is such a boss, then these offices must be the most resentful in the world, especially their own resentment. That's enough to feed a 100,000 army of ghost soldiers.

Therefore, Cheng Long thinks that it would be strange if there were no ghosts in this office. However, after so many years of extra classes, he has never seen Ah Piao, which makes Cheng Long a little depressed.

I thought that even if she wasn't a beauty, she would have a ghost affair that was not over, or the poignant story of Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen. It's okay to have a big man and chat with yourself.

It's really not good, dangling in front of your eyes, giving some stimulation, so that you don't get sleepy so easily. It also saves him from looking at the treasures in the computer alone every day to refresh himself, Cheng Long is really afraid that one day he will be sick?

The tired Cheng Long stretched his waist and tried to make himself as comfortable as possible. Empty your mind of everything. Give your brain a well-rested rest.

Call...

Suck...

Just when Cheng Long was comfortable. Suddenly, some of Suosuo's voices came into Cheng Long's ears.

Cheng Long had some doubts in his heart, he watched everyone leave one by one. Cheng Long, who had counted these people carefully, knew that there could be no one else in the company. Once discovered, how embarrassing it is to refresh yourself. So he was sure that there was no one in the company. And there are no cats in the company. Could it be a rat?

Cheng Long subconsciously listened carefully to those voices.

"Be careful, don't startle the snake!"

Cheng Long's pupils suddenly shrank. Someone is talking? Zhuan Shun regained his calm. Cheng Long's mood was difficult to calm down, and he couldn't help but think about it. Could it be that I have awakened a new superpower? Yin and yang eyes? Not yin and yang ears?

Cheng Long cautiously looked around. There was no one in the office of Nuoda, and not even a ghost could be seen in the depths of the corridor. Sure enough, there was no figure in sight. This made Cheng Long's mood even more excited. He was a little nervous. There is also a hint of fear. It's more of an expectation. It's a fantasy of my youth. It is the hope hidden in the heart, the joy of being infinitely expanded.

Cheng Long's view of ghosts is a little deformed. It's not that he isn't afraid of this strange existence that is fundamentally different from people. Rather, he had an extravagant expectation of this existence. It stems from a kind of longing for her mother.

Cheng Long suppressed his excitement and listened carefully to this sudden voice. The more Cheng Long's mind focused, the clearer his voice became.

It's like a conversation between a man and a woman.

"Female" was close, and he didn't seem to notice our presence. ”

Cheng Long frowned, was he getting close to himself?

"Don't take it lightly, they are notoriously cunning. ”

Cheng Long scratched his head. People say that people are old spirits, and ghosts are old spirits.

Are ghosts afraid of people? As the old saying goes, ghosts are afraid of people. As for being cunning, but you haven't done anything yourself, you're cunning?

Cheng Long couldn't help but smile bitterly. But the next sentence she heard made him laugh.

Male: "Check the equipment and be sure to kill with one hit!" ”

Woman: "Yes! ”

After hearing this conversation, Cheng Long immediately slipped his foot and got under the table. Only one eye was exposed, and he began to peek around.

"Solve one."

When Cheng Long heard this, he looked confused and hurriedly touched his body. pinched it hard, and he was still alive.

And then he couldn't figure it out. What the hell did he kill?

"Let's retreat!"

This nonsensical conversation made Cheng Long scratch his head at all. He tried to listen, but found that there was no sound for a long time.

He finally got out from under the table. Sitting on a stool, he let out a sigh of relief. Thinking back to what happened just now, I suddenly found myself like a stupid fork.

Let's not talk about whether there is such a thing as a ghost. Just two words from the other party can scare yourself like this. After all, he is also a person who has experienced life and death, why is he so cowardly?

Later, to sum up, the reason should be that love came too quickly, like a tornado, well, yes, so be it.

Lift up the spirit and continue to work, but Cheng Long always wants to look behind him. Because he always had a scene in his mind, he was also playing on the computer, and suddenly a strand of long hair fluttered, blocking his vision. Or you may be looking at the screen of your phone, and there is a pair of cold hands behind you ready to stroke your neck along your shoulders.

Thinking of this, Cheng Long couldn't help but shudder, it was better to hurry up and go home.

As he spoke, Cheng Long finally closed his eyes and let out a sigh. When he opened his eyes, a faint blue light appeared in his eyes, this change was not obvious, but it only made Cheng Long's eyes that were always sleepy show a sense of vitality. The information entered by the eyes is rapidly rotated through the brain. Instantly figure out what you want, then quickly tap the keyboard with five fingers. Lines of data analysis and project summaries come to life.

The summary of the project, which was originally expected to be completed at 10 o'clock, has now been uploaded to the company's public network at 8:45.

In fact, as I said at the beginning, people are always cheap, and Cheng Long is no exception, and part of the reason why he works overtime is because of the harshness of the boss. The second one is actually because of habit.

I don't have any friends in the city. And he doesn't have any special hobbies. If Fat Liu doesn't take the initiative to ask himself to go out to eat. Cheng Long rarely remembered who he could invite to dinner. Because Lao Cheng said that you are a person with an enemy, and if you are too close, it is easy to cause trouble to others.

So the bored Cheng Long working overtime has become a way for him to survive the long night. But Fat Liu has learned a little bit recently, which is why he knows the alienation insect? That's an esports game called StarCraft. What a good thing to kill the time of boredom.

The mind is still operating under a high degree of centralization, which has some side effects. It's just a mild headache. Cheng Long closed his eyes and rested in his seat, adjusting his breathing and meditation to relieve the headache symptoms under high pressure.

Through the in-depth meditation, Cheng Long's mind seemed to be immersed in seawater. Indescribable coziness and comfort. In a half-dream, half-awake. There seemed to be a lot of vague figures in his mind. Scattered around him. Some of them are moving or stationary, some are clear or dim. There are even some that are disappearing.

In a blur, Cheng Long didn't want to think about it, and he didn't care what it was. It's just that some voices go from dreamy murmurs to conversations that grow clearer.

"The infiltration is successful, the boss will release the task..."

"Bamboo pole, withdraw! Withdraw, there are too many of them. ”

"The data is in hand, there is no new order for me to go home and sleep!"

"Routine patrol of the C3 area, safety."

"The ghost energy relay, it's buried, the chief instructs."

"Target is dead!"

"Report, encounter with a free resistance group, do you have contact?"

"Sir, the armed groups of the authorities are following very closely, should you solve it on the spot?"

………

The words entered Cheng Long's mind. It was painted as a jumble of sounds. It's a bit like a hawker in a busy city and a grocery mom haggling with each other.

Cheng Long, probably think about it, the reason for the above feeling is probably because of the lack of some messy auxiliary voices, leaving only the dialogue.

For example, two big guys. When talking about black transactions, there must be a little brother next to him, or the sound of smashing cups and copying bottles is so tense and intense. Assassinations are full of gunshots. There must be footsteps in the chase.

It feels like a bunch of voice actors are joking. But this wonderful feeling still made Cheng Long feel a burst of joy, this is a feeling that has never been felt before, similar to peeping at others. It's a bit deformed, but it's addictive.

Involuntarily, Cheng Long immersed himself deeper in the ocean. As the meditation deepened, Cheng Long's five senses became clearer. He could even clearly tell which sound was coming from which image. And he walked into the original site of this sound, and observed the every move of living beings with a posture similar to that of a god overlooking the mortal world.

made him add a desire for dominance to the sense of peeping. A feeling of swelling that I have never felt before. Cheng Long really thought he was a god in a trance.

Cheng Long leaned down and looked at a bright point of light. The deeper he thought, the clearer this point of light became. He could even make out the silhouette clearly, it was a humanoid creature, he was running. But I don't know exactly why I ran!

He couldn't help but feel like a novelty child, intending to get closer to him. Cheng Long's consciousness was just approaching, and suddenly the figure froze.

Suddenly, a clear voice suddenly came from Cheng Long's ears, which was different from the noisy and aimless before, but pointed directly at his ears like Hong Zhong Dalu and asked. "Who is it?"

Cheng Long's spirit seemed to have been knocked with a wooden stick, and he was a little dizzy. But before he could react, he heard a voice.

"The ghost listens to the order, the neural network is invaded by a strange mental force, and now all contact is cut off..."

After all that is said. Cheng Long felt that the bright spots around him were disappearing one by one at a rapid speed. For a moment, everyone disappeared without a trace, leaving themselves at a loss in the darkness.

And at this moment, a pair of huge and incomparably scarlet eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness. There was an indescribable horror in these eyes. made Cheng Long almost completely forget to breathe at the moment.

A loud and majestic voice like a god, deafening. Shouted asked.

"Tell us where you came from, or be executed!"

Cheng Long suddenly woke up from meditation. Hitomi magnified in horror and sat down in her seat, sweating profusely. All the muscles of the body involuntarily spasm. It took more than ten seconds. Cheng Longcai was like a drowning crew member who had just surfaced, and took a deep breath with all his strength. to make sure that you can survive. When he finally changed his breath, he began to unconsciously mumble two words in his mouth.

"Ghosts? Phantom! ”