Chapter 08: My... phantom limb

Qin Anyi waved his phantom limb, and he really felt the existence of the phantom limb.

The main thing is that his phantom limbs can cause damage to the ghost in front of him.

Since it can be hurt, then Qin Anyi is not so powerless when facing this ghost thing.

He stood up and touched his neck, which stinged a little just by touching it, and it was conceivable that it must have been bruised.

「…… What are you?" The ghost touched the cross-section of the severed arm and looked at Qin Anyi in confusion.

It slowly retreated to the door of the rooftop gate.

"We'll meet again." The ghost disappeared behind the gate and vanished.

Qin Anyi squinted at the gate of the rooftop, he slowly walked to the door, trying to open the door with his phantom limbs, but it had no effect.

"Can this phantom limb only cause damage to that thing?" Qin Anyi touched the phantom limb.

He felt nothing in his left hand, and neither did his phantom limb.

"Dog, are you alright?" Xi Ruixuan held the gun, frightened but forced to ask Qin Anyi calmly.

"It's fine." Qin Anyi touched his neck, took out his mobile phone and looked at his neck, the black and purple bruises were the same as the fingerprints of his five fingers, "It's just that you almost died, but you may be miserable, you just shot as long as you are not deaf and can hear it."

"I'll write a report on this, you don't have to worry about it, I just saw that ghost's hand absorbed by you, how do you feel?" Xi Ruixuan asked Qin Anyi.

"It's strange here, I don't feel anything." Qin Anyi tried to wave the phantom limb of his right hand to twitch Xi Ruixuan.

However, Qin Anyi saw that Xi Ruixuan didn't react at all, so he gave up.

"Let's go home, I've already done my investigation here." Qin Anyi said.

"Well, tomorrow I'll take a leave of absence and go to Jiuhua Mountain to have a look, maybe I can get something that opens the light." Xi Ruixuan said, glancing at Qin Anyi, "So was its hand broken by you just now?"

"Sort of." Qin Anyi touched the sleeve tube, and the feeling of the phantom limb was still the same...... It's true.

Driving the car, Xi Ruixuan sent Qin Anyi back to his adult product store.

"Happy Wave, your talent for choosing a name is really as bad as ever." Xi Ruixuan looked at the LED lights that exuded a pink smell and said.

"Anyway, my main business is just a third-rate detective, this shop is just a disguise, and I don't spend much money here." Qin Anyi sat down at the counter, poured a glass of water for Xi Ruixuan, and pushed it in front of Xi Ruixuan, "There is only boiled water in the cold house, you can save some drink."

And he himself picked up a bottle of liquor and drank it, and lit a cigarette for himself.

"That ......" Xi Ruixuan asked Qin Anyi, "What do you think that ghost thing is?"

"Don't ask me that, I don't know what that hand was ten years ago, but it's safe to say that my abilities seem to have grown after coming into contact with these two ghosts." Qin Anyi tried his right phantom limb again, pumping Xi Ruixuan's big mouth.

Naturally, it turned out to be useless.

"What do you mean?" Xi Ruixuan frowned and asked Qin Anyi.

"Literally." Qin An recalled, "But I advise you to go back and write a report now, otherwise I think you may be unlucky, this is my hunch."

"Go to ***, who believes it, your previous premonition was not accurate." Xi Ruixuan laughed, then put down the cup and stood up, walking to the door, "I suddenly remembered that the gas in my house was not turned off, I will go first, bye."

"Hey, for you." Qin Anyi stopped Xi Ruixuan and threw Xi Ruixuan a box of small umbrellas, "You will have an affair at night when you go back now, take safety measures."

"Damn, borrow your auspicious words." Xi Ruixuan said, putting away the box of small umbrellas.

"The ability to predict seems to have really strengthened, even if you don't make contact, you can see that he will have an affair tonight, so what if I do?" Qin Anyi pondered, "Backtracking, precognition, perception, phantom limbs, what I have

These four abilities, but the offensive ability is still a phantom limb."

Qin Anyi thought with one hand on his face, took out the notebook, and then wrote something on the notebook.

"Ten years ago, contact, hand, loss of right arm, backtracking, foresight, perception, three strange abilities appeared." He wrote this line first, and then another line, "Now, when I touch the black shadow, I have absorbed a ghost hand by touching the ghost with my phantom limbs."

"I only gave birth to these abilities after I came into contact with these things, so contact should be a prerequisite, but what happens when the ghost hand is absorbed by me?" Qin Anyi pondered, "There is not enough information, I can't figure it out, forget it."

Qin Anyi threw down the pen and lay on his back on the chair, with his feet on the table.

Inexplicable exhaustion scurried through every cell of the body, and the sleepiness of fatigue swept over the tired brain.

Qin Anyi fell asleep like this.

He dreamed of when he was young, when he was five years old.

The old-fashioned community where he lived has not been demolished, and the hill behind it has not been developed into a mid-mountain villa, and he also likes to play at the foot of the mountain at that time.

Everything in the dream is so familiar, the familiar cicada chirping, the dazzling sunlight, and the sweaty self.

However, I don't know when everything in the dream has changed.

Everything changed, and the black-red realm unfolded, enveloping Qin Anyi in it.

The thin body was standing in front of Qin Anyi, and the black-red light turned into a robe that covered the figure, covering the whole body of the person in front of him.

"I can't bear it anymore, and the underworld is about to be untenable...... Only the Reincarnation Table...... The world will be hell......

"I hope you can succeed me and become a ...... Ghost ......."

"Every time you absorb a ghost, you gain its power......

"It's just that, sometimes, you can't...... Destiny...... Change...... Select ......"

In the dream, Qin Anyi didn't hear what it said clearly.

It's like the noise you hear on a radio when it's tuned, and the noise is fleeting, and only a few vague syllables can be heard.

It spoke, reaching into its chest and pulling out a tattered piece of yellow paper.

There were many words on the yellow paper, but Qin Anyi didn't see it clearly, and the yellow paper turned into a streamer and disappeared into his chest.

"Please...... Epigenetic...... This is my gift to you...... Finally......" cracks had already appeared on its body, and black-red light flew out of its head like seeds and fell into Qin Anyi's forehead.

"Good luck......

The voice fell, and the black-red realm completely collapsed, and it also turned into fragments, and the fragments turned into flying ash and dissipated......

Qin Anyi opened his eyes, he was lying on the ground at this moment, and the chair next to him had collapsed.

He looked at the ceiling, one foot still on the counter.

The tattered yellow paper was floating in front of his eyes, recording Qin Anyi's information on it.

"Isn't it a false memory?" Qin Anyi slowly got up, straightened the chair, and sat on the chair again.

The ghost card floated in front of Qin Anyi, turned around, and on the back was written "The ghost thing has been accepted".

The first thing that appeared was a painting of a thumb, which Qin Anyi recognized at a glance, and that thumb was the thumb of the hand that cut off his right arm.

"Acceptance: 2011,

Condition: Mutilated,

Acquire abilities: backtracking, foresight, perception."

"In 2011? I was still in junior high school at that time, but why don't I have any memories of this, so what about my phantom limb?" Qin Anyi felt that something was wrong.

His memory was missing a lot.

The next thing that came to mind was the arm of the ghost hand.

"Acceptance date: 2022,

Condition: Mutilated,

Acquisition Capabilities:

Kicker [Broken]."

"And what about my phantom limb? Is it the gift it gave me?" Qin Anyi was still very strange, the ghost card was turned back, this ghost card made Qin Anyi feel a kind of cordial, and he also knew how to put away this ghost card.

With the control of his mind, it was as if he had practiced hundreds of times, and the ghost certificate turned into a yellow streamer and submerged into his chest, returning to Qin Anyi's body.

"And what's going on with this memory loss? It's really a deep mystery.,The only confirmed information is,I have an old grudge against that ghost hand.,If the speculation is not wrong.,It should be the gift it gave me to cut off the thumb of the ghost hand.,Cut off in the second year of junior high school.,The ghost hand is looking for revenge in the first year of high school.,The approximate window period is more than a year and nearly two years.,My loss of memory should have happened during this time period.,During this time, because of the loss of memory.,I don't remember that I have a special ability.,That is, ordinary people live." Qin Anyi lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

He looked at the cigarette case in front of him, trying to recall something, but he couldn't recall many things.

There are just some irrelevant daily routines, or some fragments of memories that have left a deep impression.

There are no important memories at all, only the dream just now, or the memory fragments that are gradually lost.

"I can't remember, forget it, I don't want to." Qin Anyi smoked a cigarette.

At the door, a scantily clad woman walked into the storefront.

"A box of Okamoto." The woman threw the two red tickets on the counter, "No need to look for them."

"It's very generous, Sister Xiang has come to big business?" Qin Anyi asked the woman in front of her. jj.br>

"Isn't it, it's an old man, he gave me fifty red tickets as soon as he made a move, and I wondered if this old man was just like me, but anyway, he made money." Sister Xiang chuckled.

"But, Sister Xiang, haven't you noticed that there is a problem with these two tickets?" Qin Anyi picked up a red ticket and put it on his finger and said.

"What's the problem?" Sister Xiang was very strange, picked up the red ticket and aimed it at the sun.

"It's the Stygian."

The red ticket in Sister Xiang's hand, I don't know when there will be six more zeros.