The yin qi behind it is like a fierce beast that loves people, struggling and roaring in the cage.

I heard the faint sound of a bell, hurried and out of tune, and so hard that it shook violently as if the bell was about to be shattered.

I dragged the little master downstairs in a hurry, until he reached the first floor, and rushed out of the building, before I let go of his hand.

I turned to look up.

That cloud of yin qi hovered on the sixth floor, and in my eyes, it was an eerie mushroom cloud shape. It was as if the moment of the nuclear explosion was frozen, and then, everything was rewinded, and the yin qi shrank back into the office, leaving no trace at all.

The bell jingled, the bell rang far away, peaceful, and everything was back to normal.

I exhaled with a sigh of relief.

The yin qi that erupted in the office was completely different from the yin qi on Guangyuan Highway. The yin energy here is more dangerous and violent, as if it was born to exist for destruction.

I'm a little worried about Ye Qing.

Although that yin qi was suppressed back, who knew what price Ye Qing paid? I still remember the huge crack in the wall of the office. Ye Qing's weak state, I also remember it all. If you don't get it right, Ye Qing is now weak again.

"Hey, you're from the firm? You just came out of the office, right? The little expert of death relieved his breath and asked with great interest.

He looked like he had recovered from the thrilling escape on the abandoned farm, and there was nothing unusual about him. He didn't seem to feel the yin aura of the office either.

I looked at him for a few moments, but I didn't see any signs that he was lying.

"Isn't it? Don't be afraid, I won't reveal it casually. Hey, I'm just having something. I would have given up on this line. "Be a little expert in death, I don't finish talking, but the content of what I say has no beginning or end, I don't know what it means.

I don't want to ignore him, but I can't ignore him. He's like a cowhide plaster, I want to ignore it, but I can't.

"I'm an employee of the demolition and relocation office here. It's just because of work that I have the key here. I said to the little master of death.

The little master of death opened his eyes wide and said to me with a hippie smile: "Dude, don't do this. I really don't reveal it. I just wanted to ask you for help. I want to find out where it's haunted. If you can help me, you can say anything. Don't look at me like this, I'm quite rich. I'm an online anchor. You should know, right? The big incident before, that is, the haunted and zombie farm in the suburbs here, was poked out by me. ”

I frowned when I heard this.

How many people died in that incident, and the little expert in death was also scared enough in the live broadcast, and now when it comes to this matter, he is actually like a nobody.

I looked at the little killer again to make sure there was nothing wrong with him. There is no problem with him, but there is a psychological problem.

When I think of Zheng Motian, a feeling of irritability comes up.

I waved my hand at the little master, interrupted him, and walked away.

The little expert of death was really like a cowhide plaster, and he followed me, and when he saw that I didn't get oil and salt, he asked about Aoba and asked me why I was in a hurry to run just now.

I'm annoyed.

When I was about to arrive at the neighborhood committee, I saw a woman walking towards me, and I paused.

"Team Leader Lin." Reporter Yuan of Tianxia Weekly looked surprised, looked at me, and looked at the little expert in death.

"Reporter Yuan, you and this brother also know each other." The little expert of death was equally surprised.

Reporter Yuan nodded, his gaze wandering between the two of us, "Team Leader Lin is the head of the demolition and relocation office responsible for the demolition and relocation of the six villages of workers and peasants. We've dealt with each other before. Team Leader Lin also has the key to the Aoba Paranormal Office in his hand. ”

"Oh, it's really a demolition office?" The little expert was very disappointed, but he immediately cheered up, "This Team Leader Lin, what did you see in the office just now?" Is it a ghost? ”

Reporter Yuan's eyes also lit up at this time.

"I'm just doing my routine to check to see if anyone has come back there." I said coldly.

What else do you want to say as a little expert in death, two people came out of the neighborhood committee.

Guo Yujie and Chen Xiaoqiu came out arm in arm, and when they saw us, they said hello.

Guo Yujie glared at the little expert in death. She obviously doesn't like to be a little expert in death, and this kind of guy who is still dragging people down. Chen Xiaoqiu's expression was calm.

The little expert shrunk his neck, and dodged Guo Yujie's fierce eyes a little.

I was a little surprised, and then I remembered that this guy had also stayed in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants for a while, and wanted to investigate the matter of Aoba, maybe I heard about Guo Yujie's strange powers.

Guo Yujie is a cheerful and enthusiastic little girl most of the time in the six villages of workers and peasants, and she is very pleasing to those aunts and mothers. However, once last year, she helped an old aunt carry things and showed her strength to pick up a box of cooking oil to the fifth floor without panting, and the aunts and mothers who wanted to be matchmakers for Guo Yujie kept silent about those good guys.

Guo Yujie and Chen Xiaoqiu seized their free time and came out to buy things. As soon as they broke up, there was no way to entangle them anymore, and Reporter Yuan didn't have his stalking spirit, so I just joined the neighborhood committee.

When I think of being a little expert in death and that reporter Yuan getting together, it's always a little unsteady. Both of them have a "risk-taking" spirit, and if they just risk their own lives, they are afraid that they will drag down innocent people.

Looking back, it didn't have much to do with me, so I let it go.

After I got home from work, I remembered what Ye Qing said to me at the end.

He asked me to prepare myself for what to do tonight. Although he didn't finish his sentence, I could guess what he was going to say. It's nothing more than preparing to enter the dream world tonight, and then go to Guangyuan Highway.

Wu Ling: There will be risks when they go to Guangyuan Mountain Resort, but when I enter the dream like this, the risk is much less. Originally, with Ye Qing with me, I was not afraid of anything. But today there is another one in the office, which makes me very worried about Ye Qing's situation.

I got out of bed early, tossed and turned, and never fell asleep.

I don't know if it's the first few back and forth, but when I myself thought I wouldn't dream tonight, my sober mind suddenly fell into darkness.

I listened to the sound of the car and felt a strong sense of agitation.

I opened my eyes and saw a dilapidated van. There were six people in the van, and the subject I possessed sat on a small bench at the end, with a few bulging snakeskin bags stuffed next to it.

The five men in front were arguing, one said he should go east, the other said he should turn in front, and the remaining three, some accused, some scolded mothers, and some complained. The subject of my possession is not quiet, it seems to be persuading, but it is actually yin and yang weirdly provoking.

"Alright, shut the fuck!" The driver hit the brakes and yelled.

The car was quiet.

He got up, took out his cigarette and lit it, and the others took a puff and began to swallow the clouds.

"Third child, what's going on? You're right? The driver spat out a smoke ring and asked the man in the passenger seat.

(End of chapter)