I was woken up by a thump.

The cold yin qi hit my head, making me feel agitated and sober.

I looked at the ceiling of my bedroom, but I couldn't get back to my senses.

The dream about Mo Xiaoling was too long, and the final darkness lasted for an unknown amount of time.

I thought of that darkness, and another agitator, and quickly got up and grabbed my phone.

When I saw the time, I also recalled it and confirmed the date.

The darkness lasted only one night. However, I overslept today.

It's already late, so I'm too lazy to hurry.

Gave the skinny man a call. Fortunately, the second round of voting started today, and several groups had to go to the community to set up, and there was no need to report to the office. I talked to the thin man, and hung up the phone, stunned.

I touched my head.

Being beaten should be real, and I can probably guess who hit me.

The only problem is that Mo Xiaoling's side is the ghost from Guangyuan Mountain.

I felt my power gushing out at that moment, that is, I was using my own abilities.

But did I catch that ghost, did I weaken it?

I don't even expect to kill it. If I really succeeded in killing it, I wouldn't sink into the darkness.

The thought of that darkness shuddered.

Those are two completely different situations from what Gu Mo once encountered. Gu Mo was soberly pulled into a different space. Gu Mo himself said that he kept hearing singing in that different space. Repeat, repeat, repeat...... Although it is boring, the time there is fluid. Gu Mo himself may not be affected by the flow of time, it is a fact that time in the other space itself is advancing.

The darkness I felt was a different kind of darkness. My consciousness sank into the deepest part of my soul, and I didn't even notice the flow of time. It's like a sleep, a night, a few hours, and that's it; It's like everything is standing still, time is no longer moving forward, everything is stopped.

If that's all there is, I probably won't be scared, I'll just be confused.

Another feeling made my heart tremble.

I felt like my time was being stolen at that moment.

It has nothing to do with anything else, only my time has been stolen. Like a film clip, film is cut, discarded, and reconnected with a click. Now in the digital era, all these manual tasks have been skimmed, and only the click of the mouse click remains.

That the ghost...... More than I could have imagined.

It not only affected Mo Xiaoling's ability, making Mo Xiaoling's ability hallucinate, but also affected my soul.

I shuddered and became timid. However, the thought of the other ghost standing behind me could only smile bitterly.

Changed his clothes and went out of the room.

My mother, who was watching TV in the living room, was stunned when she saw me.

"You didn't go to work?" Mom asked.

Dad wasn't at home, maybe out for a walk.

I had to make a haha, hurriedly wash up, and left.

My mother was still shouting at me to bring a pack of biscuits to eat on the way. For a moment, I felt like I was back in school.

I shook my head, shaking the confusion out of my head.

This is not a good sign.

I always travel through time and space in dreams, and when I return to reality, there is always a feeling of unreality. What year and month it is, I have to think about it before I can react.

I took the car directly to the No. 6 Village of Workers and Peasants, and instead of going to the neighborhood committee, I went straight to Building No. 6.

I always have to talk to Ye Qing.

In this dream, we finally faced the ghost's yin qi and saw the ghost's newly displayed ability, Ye Qing's plan may change - although in his plan, I always have only one task, which is to dream.

When I opened the door of the office, I was shocked to find a subtle change in the yin qi in the office.

It is different from the yin energy of the ghost of Guangyuan Mountain. Ye Qing's yin qi is not so huge, but it is very restrained. But today, the firm's yin qi is too restrained. I felt that Ye Qing's yin qi had decreased.

"Ye Qing?" My heart sank, I closed the door and shouted.

If Ye Qing consumes too much, then he may want me to find a suitable ghost and give him "nourishment". It is possible that he himself will go out to find food. In any case, this means that Ye Qing's current condition is not good, and it is very likely that he is out of control.

I shouted twice and walked around the office.

The door didn't appear, and there was a painting hanging at the end of the hallway, and the jade bell on the painting was missing a corner, and it was even more broken. It weighed even more heavily on my heart.

I looked at the bell and suddenly felt something behind it.

I turned my head sharply, but I didn't see anything, not even the yin energy.

"Ye Qing?" I shouted.

I cautiously walked back and looked at the rooms on either side of the hallway. The room was still full of cardboard boxes, only miscellaneous items, no people, and no ghosts.

I walked further on, to the break room.

Several beds have not changed. On the other side, the toilets and kitchen were also empty.

I stepped into the room and took a closer look at the only bed that had been made with a futon. The quilt was not unfolded, and there were no dents on the bed. It stands to reason that Ye Qing shouldn't be here. I reached out and touched it, but I didn't touch anything.

I left the room and continued walking. There was also no movement in the office. Ye Qing would usually stand at the window. In the past, he stood there, probably looking at the place where Wu Ling was buried. After Wu Ling was resurrected, it seemed that he would not be standing there.

I walked to the living room.

There are no marks on either sofa. Ye Qing is not here either.

I shouted two more times, but there was no response, so I decided to leave in disappointment.

The foot that stepped out stepped on something at this time.

I was startled, retracted my foot suddenly, and whispered "Ye Qing".

No one answered.

I crouched down, slowly reached out, and groped for the ground.

I didn't see Ye Qing's figure, nor did I see the strange yin qi, I could only touch an elephant like a blind man, blindly touching the ground.

Suddenly, my hand touched the soft hair.

This is the head.

I breathed a sigh of relief and became nervous again.

I can't actually be sure if this is Ye Qing, if not......

Suddenly, some footage flooded into my mind.

I saw the Guangyuan Mountain Range, and I saw the monster formed by the convergence of yin qi.

Mo Xiaoling fell to the ground. At some point, she died. The corpse lay on the ground, and the soul fell into the corpse, and continued to lie on the ground in a daze.

I was also falling, and after falling to the ground, I passed out directly.

The monster that had gathered into the yin qi contracted violently. It was like a shell that crumbled, turned into powder, and vanished.

The two Yin Qi flew in two directions: one, which flew into Guangyuan Mountain; The other, fell on my side.

I saw that the cloud of yin qi had turned into a slender figure, with a blurred face and a hazy figure. He seemed to glance at me, and then walked towards Mo Xiaoling.

The figure walked past Mo Xiaoling, did not stop, and continued to move forward.

I heard a rustling voice, and my voice was so indistinct that I couldn't tell who was talking and what was being said.

Mo Xiaoling's ghost and body suddenly collapsed, and they disappeared directly.

Immediately after, he passed by Sister Hei's side, and Sister Hei also disappeared.

The figure was still moving forward, into the mountain mist, and vanished.

When I came back to my senses, my body suddenly ached, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

It was as if I had been punched and my body was torn apart.

It's a delusion, but pain is not.

I looked under my palm in amazement.

Add 5~. to the four leagues

(End of chapter)