After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Chapter 53

"Are you going to find them?"

The tears on the puppet master's face were still wet, mixed with the astonishment in his eyes, it looked extraordinarily funny, he repeated in disbelief: "Are you serious?"

Ye Jia raised his eyebrows: "You don't believe it?"

"Are you crazy?" The puppeteer showed a hellish expression: "I don't even want to see them!"

The greed of s-level ghosts is endless. They are eager to devour their own kind and make themselves stronger.

Therefore, their battles with each other are far more intense and terrifying than those of other classes, and now they are barely maintaining a superficial calm. In fact, if they really encounter other ghosts on their own territory, no matter what the mother's order is Whatever, they will eat it.

"It seems that your brotherhood is not very strong." Ye Jia asked solemnly: "Won't your mother be sad?"

The puppet master's expression was slightly distorted, as if he had swallowed a bug alive: "..."

Sorry about your size.

Ye Jia casually pulled a paper from the pile of books beside him, and glanced at it with lowered eyes.

A big piece of red.

He raised his eyes, shook the paper in his hand, and made a soft sound of paper rubbing: "So, are you ready to cooperate?"

The puppet master's eyes fell on the paper in Ye Jia's hand, a trace of fear appeared on that little face, he swallowed hard, and then said through gritted teeth.

"I don't care if you want to die anyway."

"Do you want a seat?" The puppet master withdrew his gaze gloomyly, raised his eyes and looked at Ye Jia: "Of course, but..."

He elongated his voice and continued word by word: "I won't give you any information other than the location."

Ye Jia looked at him calmly, his light-colored eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

The puppet master glanced at Ji Xuan who was standing aside, and then looked at Ye Jia again, seeming to have a deep meaning: "I think you should also know that all of us ghosts are restricted by our mother's blood, the information we can confide Not much, and... the closer the blood relationship with the mother, the greater the suppression."

His eyes were menacing, as if he meant something.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes, and asked back: "It's already at this time, do you think it's still useful to sow dissension?"

Seeing that his intentions were in vain, the puppet master just sneered, and continued: "Anyway, there is only so much information I can give you, and I will give it time and time again."

He is also smart, knowing that he has reservations about information, so that he will not be killed immediately.

Ye Jia agreed: "Okay..."

After reaching an agreement, Ye Jia took the lead to leave Guishen.

Ji Xuan also turned around and was about to leave, but the puppet master behind him suddenly called out to him: "Ji Xuan, have you really thought about it?"

In the middle of the warehouse, only a seven or eight-year-old child was sitting on the ground holding the fragments of the doll, with a pale face upturned, his dark eyes seemed to have been poisoned, and there was undisguised malice: "Your The strength is in the same line as the mother, if the mother is weakened, you will also be weakened... It's been so long, you can't feel it, right?"

Ji Xuan's pace paused slightly.

"If it was in the game, I would hardly have the power to fight against the old you." The puppeteer narrowed his eyes, as if recalling and savoring the previous scene.

His lips raised silently, revealing a treacherous smile: "But...it's different now."

Although he was still defeated that day, as a fierce ghost, the puppet master was keenly aware of the difference in Ji Xuan's aura.

The failure of Hyakki Night Walk, the loss of part of the mother's limbs, and the death of Lord of the Flies all weakened the mother's strength.And all S-level ghosts are closely connected with their mothers.

Even as a direct descendant, Ji Xuan was more affected than any other S-level ghosts.

Coupled with his mother's deliberate suppression and punishment, this makes it impossible for him to display his true strength now.

Looking at the indifferent back of Ji Xuan in front of him, the smile on Master Zong's lips widened: "So, are you sure you want to face other S-level lords who are comparable to you in your heyday?"

"Helping humans is not good for you." The puppeteer grinned, and added: "Mother knows about this, you know, and I know, but...he doesn't know, right?"

The child's face had a sinister look that didn't match his age. He looked at the straight back of the man in front of him, and asked softly: "You do so much..." The puppeteer smiled maliciously and freely: "Really?" Is it worth it?"

"Tell me, if he knows, will he be reluctant, or will he be relieved?"

Ji Xuan was expressionless from the beginning to the end, and there was no joy or anger in the depths of the dark red pupils. It was not until the other party said this that his eyes moved slightly, and he turned to look at the puppet master behind him.

His fingertips lifted slightly.

The puppeteer felt that some kind of powerful and terrifying force suddenly suppressed him to the ground, every bone in his body rattled under the heavy pressure, and his internal organs seemed to be crushed into mud , He rolled up a pair of pitch-black eyes filled with scarlet blood, and let out a painful heck sound from his throat.

In a narrow field of vision, a pair of spotless shoes appeared in front of him.

The man's unpredictable voice came from the top of his head, the deep and hoarse voice was extremely calm, and seemed extremely dangerous: "It seems that you are really idle."

——The puppet master manipulates not only puppets, but also human hearts.In short, he loves to sow discord.

"In that case, I'll find something for you to do." Ji Xuan looked down at the puppet master lying at his feet, and said slowly.

The puppet master's expression froze.

In the next second, all the papers and broken puppets on the side were given life, roaring with hatred, and approached him one after another.

The puppeteer's pupils constricted instantly.

He seemed to want to say something, but his throat was tightly pressed, and he could only spit out indistinct syllables.

Ji Xuan raised his lips, but there was no smile in his dark red eyes, he clapped his hands: "Have a good time..."

He turned around and left the warehouse with vague screams behind him.

Ji Xuan stepped out of the ghost.

Ye Jia sat at the dining table, looking down at the piece of paper with the address in his hand.

He looked up at Ji Xuan who suddenly appeared, and asked casually, "Why is it so long?"

The light above the head fell and sprinkled on the young man's body. Under the warm yellow light, the light-colored hair looked fluffy. His eyes were slightly raised, and he looked towards him. There seemed to be patches of sunlight shining at the bottom of the glass-like pupils. Qingjun, with a calm expression, those former hostility and daggers were concealed, like a long sword sheathed, only gentleness remained - although it was only an illusion, it had an almost fatal allure.

Ji Xuan lowered his eyes and curled his lips calmly: "I have dealt with some private matters."

The puppeteer's question is really stupid - "Is it worth it?"

As if he is some kind of silent sacrifice, without expecting anything in return.

How can it be?

All ghosts are greedy and selfish.

——All the sacrifices, but the bets are carefully calculated chips, the bets that must be invested in order to get the final reward, unscrupulous, step by step, for the sake of selfish desires and greed.

Ji Xuan's eyes were slightly dark, and he cleverly hid the gloom in his eyes under his eyelashes.

He pulled out the chair, sat down opposite Ye Jia, and coughed lightly, pulling him back from the thoughtful state.

There was a hint of a smile on Ji Xuan's lips, and he said warmly: "Eat first, otherwise it will be cold later."

Ye Jia, who was wandering, let out an oh, and then slowly picked up the chopsticks.

After taking two mouthfuls of food, he realized belatedly that when he was interrupted by the puppet master's affairs, he accidentally forgot his original purpose - to speak clearly with Ji Xuan.

Ye Jia looked down at the rice in the bowl: "..."

Failed...

He raised his head and looked at Ji Xuan who was sitting opposite him.

The man rested his chin on one hand and stared at him steadily.

After finding his gaze, he smiled slightly and asked, "How is it?"

Ye Jia looked away: "Well, it's okay."

Chen Qingye lowered his head, carefully looked at the address written on the piece of paper in his hand, then looked up at Ace who was sitting opposite him, and asked, "What do you think?"

Wei Yuechu disturbed the milky green in front of his eyes, and answered the question bluntly: "What can you think? Of course it's up!"

There was fierce fighting intent in her eyes: "The address is in hand, so let's find out this ghost first, and then torture the information out of its mouth!"

Chen Qingye: "..."

He sighed: "You really don't use your brain, can everything be solved by force with you?"

"Of course..." Wei Yue narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Do you want to try?"

Ah Chang, who was kneeling beside the coffee cup and drinking milk tea with his head down, raised his head, his compound eyes gleaming with metallic cold light looked at the girl opposite him, and his small jaw clicked twice.

Ye Jia sighed helplessly: "Come to your senses, you are still in the shop."

Wu Su, who was sitting on the side, nodded: "That's right, that's right..."

He lowered his head and took a big sip of milk green, and said with a bit of inarticulate speech after being scalded: "However, what ace said is right, the milk green here is indeed delicious."

Apart from the four of them, there was no one else in the milk tea shop.

A barrier of Yin Qi rose in the corner, completely isolating their voices.

Ye Jia took the note from Chen Qingye's hand, lowered his eyes, and looked thoughtfully on the paper: "You can rest assured that the news is true, but the source..."

——The verbal contract is restricted and protected by ghosts. Since the puppeteer agrees to cooperate with them, the information he can give must be true.

only……

This does not mean that the other party's intentions are not sinister.

"The source?" Chen Qingye was keenly aware of the deep meaning in Ye Jia's voice: "Is it a ghost?"

Ye Jia: "Yes..."

The four present fell silent at the same time.

The number of times they have dealt with ghosts in the game is not small, so it is clearer that no ghost will give completely free and harmless information-even if what they say is true, their intentions are often extremely vicious. If you unsuspectingly believe the information given by Li Gui, you will definitely be entrapped.

Don't take Li Gui's word for it, it's rule 101 in the game.

"Oh, so what!" Wei Yuechu suddenly made a sound, and slapped the table heavily, the milk tea cup on the table shook, and A Chang was thrown straight.

Chen Qingye frowned, stretched out his hand to straighten the coffee cup, and cast an accusing glance at Wei Yue.

"Besides this, we have no other way to break through now!" Wei Yue said bluntly: "Could it be that we have to wait for those S-level ghosts to complete their respective tasks, and then wipe us out in one go? "

Chen Qingye took out a tissue and wiped A Chang's face.

"Although I don't like Miss Maid very much..." He folded the dirty tissue and threw it into the trash can, then raised his head and said solemnly: "But this time, I agree with her—we have nothing else Choose, you can only take one step at a time.”

Wei Yue glanced at him unexpectedly: "Hey, I thought you would only sing against me."

Chen Qingye adjusted his glasses, did not answer, but continued to follow his own train of thought: "Although this is the case, I think we are fully prepared to deal with any changes. After all, no matter whether the information given by Li Gui is harmless or not, Those are all S-level ghosts, it is impossible not to be dangerous."

Wu Su nodded: "Agreed..."

Ye Jia chuckled lightly: "Since you all have no objections, then so be it."

Chen Qingye took out another tissue and started to wipe the table. Ah Chang burped after drinking the milk tea, and crawled crookedly towards Chen Qingye's sleeve.

Wei Yue frowned: "Are you a clean freak?"

Chen Qingye shook his head: "I just like to be clean."

"Then why do you still keep bugs?" Wei Yue asked puzzled.

Chen Qingye narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "They are not bugs."

"Okay, okay..." Wei Yue raised his hands as if surrendering, and shrugged: "If you say it's not, then it's not."

Chen Qingye: "..."

When the two were quarreling, Ye Jia turned to look at Wu Su and said, "Next, we may have to leave City M for a while, so I suggest you remove my signature first, after all, it is the people who are attracted here. Not necessarily a ghost."

Wu Su nodded: "Okay..."

Ye Jia: "We will try our best to clean up a batch of high-level ghosts in City M before we leave, so as to reduce your future burden."

Wu Su nodded vigorously again: "Okay!"

Ye Jia: "So, don't forget my reward."

He pointed to the other two: "And theirs..."

Both Chen Qingye and Wei Yuechu were taken aback for a moment, they stopped bickering and turned to look in Ye Jia's direction, both of them looked equally bewildered.

Wei Yuechu: "Remuneration? Is there a reward for doing this job?"

Chen Qingye hesitated: "Then, are we hired now?"

Wu Su smiled: "Of course! You are all special employees of the Supernatural Management Bureau now! The salary is equivalent to the salary of a special member of the Combat Section. In addition, there are performance and bonuses!"

Wei Yue's eyes lit up: "Special class? How many are there?"

Chen Qingye, who had already done his homework before coming here, hesitated for a moment, leaned over and whispered a number.

Wei Yue's eyes brightened even more: "Wow!"

She stood up abruptly, and rushed towards the counter with big strides: "Give me two more cups of green milk, thank you!"

Ye Jia showed a mysterious smile.

——What is better than making money alone?

That is to make money together.

At this moment, Wu Su's phone rang, and he cut off the phone out of politeness.

However, within two seconds, the call came again.

Wei Yuechu: "Take it, maybe something really happened."

Wu Su sighed helplessly, and connected the phone, but just as he put the phone to his ear, a loud squeaking voice sounded from the other end of the phone, almost deafening Wu Su: "Captain!"

Wu Su: "..."

He silently took the phone away, and then asked angrily: "What's the matter? Talk to me!"

The opposite party hesitated to speak: "Well... I think you have to go back to the game to take a look."

"Is there anything we can't talk about on the phone?" Wu Su frowned.

But before he finished speaking, there was only a beeping busy tone on the other side of the phone.

Wu Su: "..."

When I have a chance, I must change to a subordinate who can speak clearly.

After learning that she had money to make, Wei Yue looked extra energetic. She stood up abruptly: "Walk around, is there something wrong with the situation? I'm willing to say anything!"

Chen Qingye sat upright, "If senior needs help, I can actually help."

Ye Jia was very pleased with this: "Since you two are in charge of handling it, then I can rest assured."

What he said was so high-sounding that the other three didn't even realize it. The young man stood up slowly, picked up the green milk he hadn't finished drinking, turned and walked out. The old god waved his hand on the ground: "Turn back!" See……"

Three people: "..."

Wait, why didn't you follow the routine?

But Wu Su, who was sitting on the side, was a little dazed—this blatant behavior of skipping tickets...why does he always feel a little familiar?

Ye Jia, who had already left, did not have the slightest bit of uneasy conscience.

——After all, he can be regarded as having several jobs. Although the affairs here have been dealt with, he still has to go to the logistics department to check in.

After leaving the milk tea shop, Ye Jia leisurely changed into a suit of clothes, and then rushed towards the Supernatural Administration.

After taking the elevator, as soon as he walked to the door, he felt a strange atmosphere.

It was very quiet inside the door.

There were supposed to be people coming and going, but the busy Occult Administration Bureau was so quiet that even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard. Through the frosted glass door, no crowds could be seen.

Ye Jia frowned.

He reached out and opened the door.

In the next second, a hand stretched out from the side, firmly grasping Ye Jia's wrist: "Hush!"

Ye Jia was startled.

Fortunately, he recognized who the other party was in advance, and barely restrained his desire to make a move.

Cheng Cezhi pulled Ye Jia aside, nervously lowered his voice and said, "You shouldn't have come!"

Ye Jia glanced at the current situation in front of him - the hall of the management bureau was full of debris, as if swept by a storm, the employees of the management bureau were all huddled in the corner of the hall, and a group of people gathered together in a cloudy atmosphere. It is a large area, but it is as quiet as a quail.

He frowned, lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Cezhi: "Actually, I also..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a table that was melted red by high temperature was thrown out from the inside of the Administration Bureau.

The next second, a lazy voice sounded from that direction: "So, none of you know where ace is?"

Ye Jia: "..."

gan...

He seemed to know who it was.

I saw a man slowly coming out of the management office. His face was handsome, his hair was dyed red like flames, his ears were pierced, and several earrings were shining brightly. Wearing a T-shirt with a skull pattern and jeans covered with metal chains, he looked arrogant and arrogant: "You think I will believe this kind of rhetoric? If no one tells me where he is, believe it or not, I will send you some shabby authority Demolished!"

Ye Jiasheng closed his eyes helplessly.

Gan, it really is him.

"It's you?!" Wei Yuechu kicked open the door with a chainsaw in his hand, his eyes widened in shock when he saw the man: "blast?"

blast, the standings ranking fluctuates from seventh to No.20.

He earns a lot of points and squanders a lot. He especially likes to participate in the gambling among players. He even fell out of the top [-] once because of a bad loss.

Although the appearance of the player is different from that in the game, it is impossible for anyone who has seen him not to recognize him immediately—because his outfit and hair color are so unconventional, and the appearance and outfit of the player in the game They can be adjusted through points. Most players will spend points to modify their appearance every once in a while in order to stay away from enemies and disputes, but only blast, no matter what appearance they change, will always maintain a ostentatious red hair.

Ye Jia looked away tiredly.

In a sense, he really, had too many feuds.

"You're here too?!" Blast's eyes lit up: "Does that mean that Ace is really here?"

Wei Yue narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Where I am is none of your business, you release the hostage quickly, or be careful and I will be rude to you."

Blast smiled arrogantly: "You're welcome? Just you? Give it a try if you have the ability!"

Wei Yue's brows and eyes sharpened, and he picked up the chainsaw and attacked. The buzzing sound of the chainsaw and the crackling flames were intertwined. At that moment, it exploded in the hall of the management bureau, and the fierce yin energy rushed to the ground. Chips of sawdust and paper were raised and fluttered down one after another.

"Ah Chang..." A slow voice sounded from the door: "Go and help her..."

In the next second, a pitch-black centipede suddenly grew in size, but it seemed that it was concerned about the height of the Administration Bureau, and did not change to the size of several meters before.

Blast dodged habitually, dodging Ah Chang's attack.

He fixed his eyes on the place where he was standing just now, and met the eyes of Ah Chang's body.

blast: "..."

His face turned pale in an instant, and he was frightened out of his wits: "Ah, there are insects!"

He instinctively released the flames, and the jumping Yin Huo struck towards Ah Chang's direction. Ah Chang's body was huge but flexible, and it dodged to the side deftly, avoiding the flames attacking him.

As a result, the roaring blazing flame distorted the air slightly, and rushed straight towards the shivering staff behind it——

Everything seemed to slow down.

And Ye Jia was standing right in front of the flame.