"What's wrong with you?" Chen Yihan half-stretched out his hand, and his movements stopped at that moment, not touching my body, but paying vigilant attention to the surrounding environment.

If you were someone else, you should wonder why I'd fall so funny. But Chen Yihan saw that I was wrong at that moment.

I was amazed myself. Touching the smashed forehead, he sat up on the ground slowly, thinking about what had just happened.

People's dreams and sleep time are very strange, some people can sleep when they want to, they will fall into a deep sleep as soon as they sleep, ten minutes to top others for two hours, they are refreshed after getting up, their thinking is clear, and some people have insomnia and dreams, their heads are confused before falling asleep, they think about everything, they know that they are sleeping, they are thinking nonsense, and even know that they are dreaming, but they can't control it, and they don't know what year it is when they wake up.

I'm somewhere in between, not the kind of person who can sleep all at once, but I don't have many sleep problems. I've never experienced any sleepiness or unconsciously dozing off. Even in the most sleepy teenage years, listening to boring classes, I didn't have the eyelids to fight to the point where it was difficult to restrain myself, and I fell asleep directly. This is the first time I've fallen into a dream for some reason.

The dream is so long, after watching Xiao Zheng's father and son in the first three years of Xiao Tianci's "ghost" life, everything is very detailed, but the time in reality is so short, I still remember that I suddenly became in a trance, and Chen Yihan wanted to reach out and pull me. It was just a few seconds of falling, and I had already had a dream.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yihan asked again.

I shook my head, put down the hand that was rubbing my forehead, and got scared from the ground. I was about to explain what had just happened to Chen Yihan when the door of the Aoba Paranormal Office suddenly closed between us.

The sound startled me, and when I reacted to open the door, I felt the atmosphere in the office change. There was an extra breath behind me.

Chen Yihan patted the door outside and called my name.

I calmed down and replied, "I'm fine, you don't need to worry." I...... Talk to him alone. ”

The movement outside stopped. I don't know if Chen Yihan heard my answer, or if Ye Qing did something.

I thought it was amazing and terrifying, and I took a few deep breaths before turning around and looking at the couch.

The two couches facing each other, one of which showed the marks of a person sitting down, as if a transparent person was sitting there, looking at me for a long time.

I stared at the gaze, sat down on the couch opposite, and laughed dryly, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful." Did you calculate that? ”

I suddenly fell into a dream, and after falling into Aoba, Chen Yihan was calm and vigilant, stood outside the door, and did not come in and touch me casually. When I got up, I was standing just outside the door. As soon as the door closed, Chen Yihan was locked outside.

This is a coincidence, Ye Qing acted at the opportunity, I don't think it's quite like it. Ye Qing always gives me the feeling that he is always calm, but it is rare to have a gaffe, which is also ruthless, not impatient. The door just now wiped my nose and closed in front of the tip of Chen Yihan's nose, just right, too subtle.

My nonsense, Ye Qing didn't answer.

I exhaled and got to the point: "You should have heard Gu Mo say, I met Xiao Zheng, and he also brought an eighteen-year-old boy, who was the ghost fetus back then." They've already attacked us once, and they've involved others. ”

I told us all about our experiences, and introduced Hongmao, Zheng Xinxin, and Xue Jingyue to Ye Qing.

The person sitting across from him didn't react, and the indentation of the figure didn't move.

I then told me about the dream just now, "Xiao Tianci seems to have the ability to bewitch people, making people do things for him willingly, and those people's behavior is very natural, and there is nothing abnormal at all. I mean, normal people don't seem to be abnormal and don't suspect their motives for doing that. I could see that they were stained with Xiao Tianci's yin qi. What's strange is that he used this method to kill people, and he himself should not have received any benefit. ”

This is what scares and worries me.

Anyone should have a purpose in everything they do, the most common is nothing more than fame and fortune, and others such as being forced to be helpless, emotional tendencies, and purely for fun, that is the purpose. The trickiest part is the last one. Especially when a person chooses to kill someone for fun, it makes others feel helpless. In those three years of dreams, I couldn't even find the internal logic of what Xiao Tianci did. His choice of targets and the timing of his choice to do so seem to be random and unpredictable. Of course, this may also be because I don't have the talent to be a detective, so I can't see the logic of Xiao Tianci's behavior.

I really hope that Xiao Tianci will be able to develop some kind of habit in the last fifteen years of his life. In this way, those of us who are targeted by him can also take some precautions.

"Do you have any suggestions?" I asked Ye Qing.

I stopped talking, and there was silence in the office. I waited quietly.

Since Ye Qing closed the door and left me to sit here and listen to me, there must be something to tell me.

After about two minutes, Ye Qing stood up. The leather couch creaked, and footsteps rang out on the floor.

I hurriedly stood up, listened carefully to the footsteps, and estimated Ye Qing's position.

Fortunately, the office was silent, making Ye Qing's footsteps louder, and even if I didn't have Gu Mo's ability, I could roughly judge Ye Qing's location. In order to avoid bumping into Ye Qing, I deliberately distanced myself from the footsteps.

Ye Qing walked all the way into the office and arrived at the long corridor.

I glanced at the end of the hallway, saw the abstract painting, and my heart was relieved.

Ye Qing opened the door and entered the room next to him.

I knew that Ye Qing was going to give me some powerful props, so I followed in anticipation.

Knock knock!

The footsteps stopped, and a cardboard box was tapped.

There are so many cardboard boxes piled up in the room, and it's a bit difficult for me to listen to this kind of argument.

I could only take a few steps in the direction where the sound came from, looked at the stacked boxes, and hesitantly asked, "From left to right, what row?" ”

This kind of mentally handicapped quiz game Ye Qing seemed to be very impatient and didn't answer me.

Could it be that those two taps were already a hint?

"The second over here?" I picked a box.

Boom!

I was bounced on the head, and I was bounced right on the spot I had just hit, and I took a breath in pain, covered my forehead and complained, "You don't have to do this if you're wrong, right?" ”

Knock knock!

This time it was louder.

I hesitated when I ordered the box, and I didn't put down the hand covering my forehead, "This?" ”

No response.

It shouldn't be that Ye Qing was angry with me, but that I chose the right one.

I hurriedly took out the box sandwiched in the middle, tore open the seal, and saw a glass jar inside.

There is only one glass jar in the cardboard box that can put a set of pots and pans, and the jar is not large, just enough to be circled by two hands. The jar lid is metallic silver. I took out the jar curiously, and when I saw the contents, I was stunned.

Inside, some of the cloudy, pale yellow liquid was a mass of light-colored soft flesh that dragged a gut-like substance.

I don't recognize what it is, but it's not what I imagined it to be.

I have always had the spirit of not being ashamed to ask, and asked Ye Qing directly: "What is this?" ”