Chapter 17: The Past Five Years Ago (2)
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Alsace threw in the towel.
She bet that if it had been hundreds of years ago, her subordinates had this kind of misfortune, and they would have sent him to the feet of Jizo Bodhisattva a long time ago. Oh no...... People in PokΓ© Balls had to bow their heads......
The last ghost in history has a very strong talent for survival, all of which are focused on stealing and playing tricks, can you believe it?
Forcibly suppressing the discomfort in her heart, she said disdainfully: "You let him go, aren't you looking for death?" β
βNONONOγβ Qin Ye shook his fingers confidently: "First of all, you forgot the identity of Wang Dazhu. β
ββ¦β¦ Who is Wang Da Hammer? β
"That's not the point, the point is that Hammer is Wang Zemin's son. He is the only one who can enter Mr. Wang's office. Second, when he goes during the day, the ghosts don't dare to come out at all. β
Alsace thought about it, it was seamless!
"It's logically fine, but I always feel a little uncomfortable...... Hongu went to rest for a while...... Try not to call me ...... if it's okay."
Heart congestion.
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Wang Chenghao woke up from Qin Ye's slap with the bow left and right.
Blinking, he didn't care about the heat in his cheeks, and looked around in astonishment: "I...... Did I just see my dad? How did he end up here? β
He wrapped his arms around him like a rabbit and said in a trembling voice, "What the hell is going on...... Qin Ye...... Please...... Please, tell me...... IβI'm going crazy! β
Qin Ye pinched his cheeks and made him raise his head, looking directly at Wang Chenghao's dodging gaze: "Your father has died a long time ago." Your mother is supposed to be a ghost. If I'm not mistaken, you're the only living person in your house. β
Wang Chenghao's mouth opened wide in shock, and his eyes blinked several times. I was trembling all over.
A sense of horror from head to toe sent chills down his hands and feet.
How can it be...... Having lived together for so long, ...... on their own Living with a group of living corpses?!
This world ...... What's going on?
Qin Ye didn't let go of Wang Chenghao's expression at all, until the other party's tears were about to flow, and then he smiled: "Do you want to live?" β
Wang Chenghao nodded desperately, he didn't know why, he felt that the current Qin Ye was terrifying. Although he was laughing, it was terrifying...... Enough for him to be completely convinced.
"Tut-tut...... Look at you, where is the momentum of showing off in school before? Raise your head, chest up, and stand up. Qin Ye patted the other party's shoulder vigorously: "If you want to live, you can fight with your own hands!" β
Wang Chenghao gritted his teeth, yes...... No one is obliged to do anything for himself, begging for ...... Always begging, begging for so long, it's better to beg yourself!
Qin Ye withdrew his hand earnestly, his face full of kindness: "After you finish fighting, you will find that it is still useless." β
Wang Chenghao's face distorted instantly.
His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to stop talking, and suddenly felt like he was eating feces...... Why is there honey in the?
Qin Ye restrained his smile and said solemnly: "If you want to live, the first thing you have to do is go to your father's office, there should be a safe there." The password is 200086. There's a stone in it, and you bring it to me. β
"Good...... Me, I'll go back in the morning...... Get ......" Wang Chenghao's teeth trembled rhythmically, instinctively avoiding Qin Ye's dangerous gaze, and looked at his legs: "Ha...... Legs, why are your legs shaking? I'm not afraid...... Not afraid ......"
"It's good not to be afraid. Rest assured, the boy who is not afraid has good luck. Because all who have no good luck are dead. Qin Ye patted the other party's shoulder: "It's too dangerous to go back at night now, just stay here." β
Wang Chenghao covered his heart and nodded, wrapped himself in the quilt, and fell asleep trembling.
At seven o'clock the next morning, Wang Chenghao left the funeral street with a pale face. And the last light above his head, even under the rising sun, flickered as if it would go out in the next second.
Qin Ye didn't care about him, but turned on the computer and began to search for the Haiyue incident five years ago on the forum. Although a long time has passed, there should still be some clues.
Open the Tianya community, enter the keyword Haiyue, and soon, hundreds of posts appeared in front of you.
"You actually have a member?" Alsace was surprised.
"Normal...... I have lived in human society for too long, and I have all the members I should have. Qin Ye clicked on a post replying to thousands of floors, and the author was "That storm." β
This should be the original post of this incident.
It is also the starting point of everything.
Arthas once said that the first iron rule of yin and yang, no matter how strange the situation, cannot escape the obsession of ghosts in life. Because the ghost will instinctively repeat its obsession. These details are likely to be the key to transcending this ghost.
Although he has already begun to crawl forward to steal the tower, he must also be prepared with both hands. I have lived too long, and I have long understood that I can't let myself be caught off guard at any time.
After reading one comment after another, things were no different from what he remembered.
"Can LZ save your mind? This kind of eye-catching story has eighty every day, if not a hundred. Can you change some new tricks? It's a waste of your dad's brain cells. - User 029344.
"Hehe, there is no truth without a license, LZ said that the boss has taken a fancy to you, do you think you are Reba or Tianbao?" - Hua Guo Conan.
"Even if this is true, the landlord is also a scheming, doesn't he just want to fly on the branches and become a phoenix? Now it's a broken shoe, come here to sympathize? Fuck off, huh? - misanthropic cynicism.
Verbal violence is like an invisible knife that emanates from thin lips and is heavily engraved in the hearts of others. Qin Ye calmly flipped through it, and soon, when he saw dozens of pictures in a row. Qin Ye stopped.
"How?"
"Strange ......" Qin Ye looked at those pictures solemnly: "These pictures should have been some dynamic pictures of mixed hand-to-hand combat between men and women, and they should have been 404 a long time ago, this is the counterattack of that stormy snow." From the time these pictures were issued, the matter completely reached a climax, but ...... Why is it still there? β
The picture that appears now is not a mixed hand-to-hand fight, but a ...... Pictures of the office!
This is Mr. Wang's office.
It was night, brightly lit, but there was no one. Each one is the same angle. It's like...... There are a pair of invisible eyes, which are quietly staring at this place every night.
"Look here." Arthas suddenly spoke, and Qin Ye looked over with what she said, and suddenly found ...... In the glass window behind Mr. Wang, under the flickering light, a woman with hanging hands was standing under the light with her hair draped.
The angles and lighting of these photos are so poor that you can't see them at all if you don't look closely. This woman is wearing a black dress that almost blends in with the night! I could only vaguely see a blood-red eye, staring at Mr. Wang's seat through his loose hair.
Ghost photo!
This is not a human photograph at all, but the ghost itself...... Something that looks down with your own eyeballs. And then...... Put it in front of everyone. Not a single one knows yet!
"When did this change?" Qin Ye was stunned, and then immediately looked at the top of the post. It reads, "August 19, 2025." β
"Ten days ago."
This is the building of that stormy building, and these photos were sent by her, that is...... A woman who died five years ago edited her post ten days ago in this post. Moreover...... stared silently at Mr. Wang in the darkness behind him for nearly ten days!
Qin Ye's eyes were like fire, and then he immediately turned to the first page and immediately looked at it.
"Discovery?"
"Yes." Qin Ye's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the number of buildings on the screen and said, "The only advantage of me is that I have a good memory. If I'm not mistaken...... The number of buildings in this post is 8472? β
"8472 people replied to the post, which is the number I had before I opened the post. And now...... You see how much? β
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At the same time as he opened this post...... There was something I didn't know if it was a human being, and I quietly replied to it.
According to the rules of the forum, once you reply to the post, the post will be pinned to the first page, and the so-called top post means this.
However this post does not.
He took a deep breath, quickly scrolled to the last page, and opened it to see that there were seven posts in a row, the words were as bright red as blood, and the signatures were impressive......
That storm!
A woman who died five years ago!
"I ...... Came back......"
"I'm not lying to ......"
"I caught him......"
"...... Tonight"
The last post was just posted.
"I know...... You're looking at ......."
It's daytime.
Funeral Street during the day.
The sun shines through the aftermath, shining on those miserable white paper people and paper horses, firecrackers and incense candles. It seemed to be covered with a layer of white smoke, and it was clearly noon, and the room suddenly fell silent, only making people feel a kind of infiltrating cold.
"Yes." Arthas was stunned and said with a smile: "I have a temper, I haven't seen a soul who dares to argue with the yin for a long time." Oh...... By the way, with the time when she became a resentful spirit, I'm afraid she didn't know what the underworld was. Now only those hundred-year-old ghosts will be in awe of the underworld, right? β
Qin Ye was also a little surprised, he had really been to the underworld, he knew what a terrifying place it was, Alsace was a former governor who was only worthy of surviving in the cracks on the edge, and the ghost king of the six directions could instantly kill the existence of provincial and ministerial-level cadres with one blow. Not to mention the ten halls of Yama above, as well as the king of Yama at the pinnacle.
No...... Even Meng Po is an existence that makes people tremble when they see it.
How dare you dare to provoke state institutions?
Squirt him!
Qin Yeyun pointed to Rufei: "You probably haven't heard of me, give you a chance to surrender, tonight at twelve o'clock, the willow tops on the moon, after dusk, how about it?" β
There was no answer.
It seems that the other side of the computer is also stunned.
The style of painting is wrong......
A few seconds later, another line of blood-red words appeared: "Look at your phone." β
Before the words fell, the mobile phone suddenly screamed wildly.
Qin Ye didn't answer it immediately, but glanced at the old-fashioned wall clock behind him: "It's twelve o'clock." β
Arthas immediately understood what he meant.
Something went wrong.
For five hours, not a single missed call. With the fact that Wang Chenghao has been frightened, as long as it is completed, he will definitely call immediately. Not yet......
Qin Ye sighed: "It seems that he is not very lucky. Is it dead? β
Arthas sneered: "It's not that I underestimate this ghost, it can kill people in the daytime, even if the palace is a little taboo that day." Just by virtue of it? β