Where I just walked by, there was a trash can, the kind of trash can that caught the courier in the real world.

A baby popped out of the trash can with dark eyes staring at me. After making eye contact with me, he immediately lowered his head and retracted into the trash can.

I didn't step forward, but stopped where I was for a while, and after making sure that the yin qi was gone, I continued walking.

I finally came to the intersection of this road, and when I looked at the bell tower, it was already facing the dial of the bell tower.

The sign at the intersection is marked with the words Minqing University of Finance and Economics. Minqing Caida is 500 meters ahead. When I stood at the intersection, I could see the gate of the university, and I could see the shadow of the crowd at the gate of the school.

Passing through this road is obviously not possible.

I retreated from the intersection.

In this case, you can either run through this intersection and take a detour, or you can go back the way you came and find another way.

As I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of rustling.

It's still the kind of yin qi that belongs to the little ghost, which came out of thin air and appeared not far from me.

I looked over and saw a convenience store.

There is no such thing as a roller shutter outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of convenience stores. A narrow long table was set by the window, with four chairs behind it. Four children sat in a row on four chairs.

These children all looked seven or eight years old, two men and two women, wearing suits and dresses, like little gentlemen and princesses, and they all looked pink and cute, without the slightest ghost feeling.

When they saw me, they didn't hide, but smiled brightly.

I couldn't respond to them with a smile.

They all tilted their heads, blinked, and looked at me suspiciously.

I felt a cloud of yin at my feet, and when I looked down, I saw a similarly dressed imp standing beside me. He looked up at me and held up something in his hand.

It was an ice cream.

He held the ice cream in his right hand to me, and he took one in his right hand, licking it in his right hand.

I remember Ye Qing's advice, and I didn't take the things handed by the ghost.

I shook my head in refusal.

The imp wasn't angry, he wasn't disappointed, he just put down his hand and turned to look across the road.

I looked over and saw a row of children standing across the road. They are dressed differently, modern, Republican, and even earlier.

Instead of sticking together in a clear clump, they stood side by side.

One of the imps came up and down, very happy, and took the ice cream from the imp next to me, and licked it.

I looked at these imps, a little speechless.

These little ghosts are definitely not the children of Yangshan District who became after they died, but the ghosts who were originally in Yangshan District.

But how did so many ghosts come about?

Could it be that there is a mass grave in Yangshan District to bury the bones of children? And then a kindergarten was built on it, and it continued to kill children, leaving behind the ghosts of children?

My imagination is not enough. Seeing that these little ghosts seemed to have no malicious intent, they all looked at me curiously, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, so I looked down at the child who was eating ice cream.

"What's your name?" I asked.

The other party raised his head and licked the ice cream that was almost finished, "Huang An." ”

Huang An...... How did you end up here? I asked as gently as I could.

Huang An lowered his head and took a bite of the crispy crust of the cone, "We used to play here, but now we can't get out." It's not fun at all. He looked very sad and chewed the crispy skin so hard that it was eaten up in a few moments.

The other child nodded vigorously, "Those people aren't fun." There's nothing else to play with either. I want to play with the computer. ”

This child is obviously dressed in ancient times, wearing a horse coat and a melon skin hat, but he said that he wants to play with the computer. He also listed several games he played, all of which were popular online games a few years ago, that is, around 17 years ago.

I looked at the two imps speechlessly.

The other imps seemed to be bored and disappeared. The four imps in the convenience store are still there, but they are muttering as if they are having a tea party by themselves. I also saw extra cups and cakes on the table in front of them.

These imps are very well adapted to their current state, and they are like fish in water.

"And do you know what's going on here?" I asked.

The kid in the suit nodded, "Yes." There's just one thing I don't want here. Treat it as garbage, pack it up and throw it away. It's all to blame on that ghost. He pouted and looked in the direction of the University of Finance and Economics.

"Have you ever seen that ghost?" I asked.

The imp shook his head, "I haven't seen it." The boss won't let us run anywhere. He said the ghost was dangerous and would kill us. ”

I was amazed and asked, "You still have the boss?" ”

The imp rolled his eyes at me.

I asked, "Who's your boss?" Can I meet him? ”

The little ghost shook his head, "Boss is going to figure it out." It's been a long time since I've seen the boss. He hung his head in disappointment.

The melon skin hat also hung its head, licking the cone shell pitifully.

I have some suspicions that their boss is dead.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and there should be no room for two ghosts in one territory.

Their boss is likely to be a ghost from the future, and he specializes in recruiting imps as his subordinates. The strength of the oni is not determined according to the pre-death decision. In the real world, the stronger the obsession, the stronger the ghost. There are examples of imps killing people easily in the Aoba archives. In the future world, it should be whose territory is bigger, the stronger it is.

I thought about it, and began to suspect that there was not only a ghost from the future in Yangshan District, nor was there only an entrance and exit from another dimension. This seems to explain why this kind of anomaly occurred in Yangshan District, where the entire district was isolated and turned into a different space with chaotic time.

God has to deal with ghosts from the future world, and it's not just random. Anti-aircraft guns fighting mosquitoes, no matter how crazy it is, it shouldn't be able to do it.

I felt like I had the key and looked at the two imps.

"So many of you, haven't you seen your boss for a long time?" I asked.

The two imps nodded in unison.

"You don't know about your boss either?" I asked, thoughtfully.

The two imps nodded in unison again.

The suit imp glanced at me, "Our boss must be fine." He's amazing. ”

I nodded vigorously, "But you also want to know what's going on, right?" ”

The two imps glanced at each other and looked at the convenience store.

The convenience store is full of imps at this time. The imp sitting on the chair changed. What I saw were four teenagers. These children have been dressed up for hundreds of years. Looks like they're the head of these imps. Standing next to them, they were also about the same size of imps. The younger ones sit on a long table, or lie on their stomachs or squat on the ground. They were attached to the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and dozens of pairs of eyes came to the glass windows, staring at me.

I felt the pressure, but I didn't move.

"I want to go to the University of Finance and Economics. If I catch that ghost, I'll be able to destroy him. I said confidently.

Compared with Cheng Lin's living person, I actually know the ghost in front of me in more detail.

Even if it is a ghost from the future world, with a lot of eyes and a very active brain, they still have to follow a set of established rules. Neither Aoba nor I have figured out where the rules they follow come from, whether they are obsessed with the ghosts of the real world, just like the ghosts of the real world. What is certain is that once they have made a rule, they cannot change it and they do not want to change it. They can only gain power and exert their power through the rules they have made.

Their rules may be broader than those of real-world ghosts, not limited to killing a person, or killing people in one way, but the rules are still there.

And the living, in fact, are the most unruly.

I looked at the ghosts and waited for their answer.

(End of chapter)