After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

"what did you say?"

Ya Jia is incredible to repeat it.

Small black hands shiver in his finger: "I, I just listen ... I heard that! Other ghosts are so passed, I don't know if it is true!"

Ya Jia: "..."

So are you so gossip?

He is meditation, then open: "Tell me about your king."

"The king is king." The small black hand twisted.

You know, the ghosts and real life in the game are different.

In real life, the ghost is often a resentment of the people, but in the game, this is only a few part of the game, but more about the hungry ghosts, completely conscious and The monsters of the Senky ghost, they were very huge and huge in the game, and their gods were often gradually formed after they became a ghost.

The small black hand is obviously born - even has not yet condensed the complete entity.

Perhaps it is because of this, so for it, the king that exists in it has a consciousness, unconfilled.

So Ye Jia has changed a question:

"What level of ghosts you said?"

"This ... I don't know." The small black hand carefully observed the face of Ya Jia, weakly added: "No, but I think it should be S-class!"

For the ghosts above B, the gap in each level is like a cockroach.

And the s-level ghost even in the game is also a phoenix.

Ye Jia frowned and began to retrieve all the S-grade s smells who had been sinful in memory, but they thought, but which is not on the same.

After all, you can understand it.

But just reward information? This is too strange.

When he is thinking, the car engine is coming out of the car engine.

- I'm coming.

Ya Jia's thoughts were called back.

He bowed his head to the small black hand in the palm of the palm, if you think about your eyes: "Say, if your status is restored, it should be almost a C-class, right?"

The small black hand suddenly be wary: "... What are you doing?"

Ye Jiamai smiled, expression is pure innocent: "Nothing, just want you to help a little busy."

Zhao Guangcheng is a member of the Fighting Branch.

He is a recent battle member of the last signal of the rear Diligent members, so he first took the task of rescue.

However, after he received a mission, the signal of the post-service department disappeared. After ten minutes, the signal appeared in the suburbs of several kilometers away from the city.

Zhao Guangcheng immediately drived the car.

In the desert, a style old bus slashed into the mud, and the ads in the body are stunned, and the female star faded on the face is still a stiff smile.

Although the members of the battle department have their own specifications, they are very high for ghost.

Although the yin in the air has been scattered, the concentration of the degree is still very hunt.

The instrument loaded in the car starts "drip" alarm from the foreigner, even with the naked eye, you can see a layer of black gas outside the body.

Zhao Guangcheng is not from creepy.

This extent of the ghost ... I am afraid it is not what he can handle this level.

After reporting, and after being prepared, Zhao Guangcheng is carefully close to the bus, then cautiously walk into the car.

After watching the scene in the clear car, Zhao Guangcheng did not help but surprise.

I saw two young people in the car. One person fell in the aisle, one person was in the seat, and they were obviously directly eroded, the eyes were closed, pale, and the breath was dying.

The number of huge black ghosts explored from the ground, and they worked with the ankles of the two people, as if they were angry with their bodies.

Zhao Guangcheng quickly activated the combat surgery carrying with you.

After you come to me, the ghost is accidentally hit.

It sent a deep scream, shaking the two, then throwing two parsed victims, running the window.

Zhao Guangcheng lifted after the rest of the life, cold sweat.

After fifteen minutes, the ambulance whistled.

After forty-five minutes, the two logistics division employees who were unconscious were sent to the hospital for systemic examination.

Two hours later.

Ye Jiayou wore a disease, sitting in bed to eat jelly.

Cheng Cheng slowly woven on the bed next to him, and sent a hoarse and low: "Hey ..."

"Wake up?" Yagga stopped the effect of digging effect, and asked with his head: "How do you feel?"

"Neck pain ..." Cheng Cheng's .

The first side of the culpricies did not change the color, not jumping: "Nothing, this is the normal reaction after the ghost, limb pain."

Cheng Cheng's hard climbing, licking the neck, and asked weakly: "So ... what happened before ...?"

I haven't waited for Yaya to answer, only listening to " ", the door of the ward was fierce.

Liu Zhaoye, Minister Liu Zhaoye, is coming in. The Mediterranean in the top is more bright than a few days ago, and he said full: "Wrapped! What else is!"

One of Cheng Cheng: "What?"

Liu Zhaocheng simply explained: "Although the specific examination results have not yet come, according to the yu, the yin attributes extracted from the compartments, Liu Zhiji. It is estimated to be the sight of you before. I lived in the taste of you, this time chasing it! "

"It turns out like this ..." Cheng Cheng's embarrassment: "I didn't expect Ye Ge, who was hurt by me ..."

The protagonist he said is quietly removed quietly, lifting his finger refers to the jelly on his desk:

"Do you still eat?"

Cheng Cheng: "..."

Suddenly I feel that my apology is worthless.

He wrote the fruit and freezed the past: "... don't eat."

Liu Zhaohe's face is strict: "The above is notified, and it is worried that the ghost will come to you again, so arrange you to the top floor ward and protect it by the battle member."

His line of sight turned, set on Ye Jia's body: "As for you ..."

Ya Jia pulled the second jelly movement slightly, and suddenly had a hidden feelings.

really--

"The bureau is limited, you will wait for two days to observe the ordinary ward, come back to work."

Ye Jia: "... A SIR, you are different."

I thought it would earn more holidays this time! It turned out to be two days!

... too much!

"Different treatment?" Liu Zhao is a cold laugh: "There are many files in the two-day bureau, or you want to deal with work two days?"

Ya Jia: "..."

He put down the jelly, and the dangerous sat:

"Liu Minister's house Heart Ren, the small feet department, I am grateful to zero, no words."

Liu Zhaocheng: ".................. Eat your jelly."

Twenty minutes later, members of the Minister and the Breakkeeper escorted high-risk objects.

Ye Jia also came to the ordinary ward down at the nurses.

There are four beds in the ward. Fortunately, three are empty until now.

So Ye Jia was selected from a bed near the window.

He just sat up and the window came to the window.

Ye Jia went to the direction of the voice, I saw the small black hand smashed him crazy on the window platform: "..."

A small black hand squeezed his body from the window, and it won the trend:

"You see that I haven't wrong. The last place in the girl memory is the bus, now you have found it true, it is better ..."

Unexpectedly, Ye Jia shake his head:

"I am really not that only."

Small black hand is nauseated: "Ha?"

Ya Jia played a yawn, lazy, relying on:

"That is just a hungry ghost, its killing desire is essentially an appetite, it does torture your prey, but will not only peeled out the skin, but there is no need."

The small black hand is : "... this is."

Ye Jia closed his eyes.

In fact, he saw the ghost moment, he realized this.

However, he didn't think it was a small black hand lied him.

Its backed power is mastered in his own hand, and there is no reason for the Pacific Ghost.

He found a place, just did not find a murderer.

In addition, there is a place to attract his attention - the hungry ghost is followed from the car after entering the fog area.

It is a passenger.

So, then it is a passenger who loves the skin from human body. Is it possible to be one of passengers?

Ya Jia's concern is aware of this, it has changed it -

Why do you appear in the city center?

More importantly, is it ready to drive?

When Ye Jia closed, he suddenly felt unusual sound on his legs.

He opened his eyes.

I saw a small black hand climbed to my quilt. It seems that I suddenly remembered what I thought, starting blood and tears to accuse:

"Hello heart!"

It turned around, let Yaya see you more thinner than other points, the color is shallower: "Hey, look! My color is not uniform! I was originally hurt by you. Ok, now there is a loss of at least 5% of the body surface area ... and you still don't let me fight! There is no ghost more miserable than me! It's too lost. Hey ... "

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Ya Jia was arguing a headache.

He raised his hand to catch his small black hand on his quilt.

It makes a scream of "" ", then instantly, quiet as chicken.

Who said that the ghost is jealous! Obvious people are more terrible than ghosts!

Small black hands want to cry without tears.

However, next second, it felt that a very fragrant and rich, yin, like a tide into the body, and it is completely different from it to the blade that has been in this human body, it seems It is deliberately adjusted to its body to absorb the concentration of absorbed, but short a few seconds, its injured thumbs are returned to the original state.

Ya Jia was released.

The small black hand shocked his human beings in front of him and felt that his mind was greatly shocked.

Is it a mistake wrong?

In fact, he is a good person!

Small black hands tears, the sound is a bit trembling: "You ..."

Ye Jiazhi has no expression: "You are over."

Small black hand: "..."

He closed his eyes, turned down and lie down, lazy and told: "There is a tea shop outside the two blocks, I want banana to taste milk green, half sugar, hot, go back quickly."

Small black hand: ".........."

Touch a fart!

This insidious human class is clearly going to better work!

Ya Jia is too sleepy.

First processes the files all night, then go to the bus event.

After the routine examination of the hospital, he fell into a sleep in a moment of pillow.

The picture that has been forgotten is drilled in the slit of memory, and the opportunity to poured into his sleep.

The picture is broken and messy.

Horror ugly creatures are in the land of ghost Edsen's neoter, they split their mouths, show greed hunger smile.

The harsh scream of the ear, the blood-blood pale face desperately explored him: save me, save me!

......

Ye Jia opened his eyes in the dark.

He calmly looked at the distant blurred ceiling, breathing slightly.

How long have you not dreaming of these memories?

This thought that the deeply buried picture has been carried out in the mind, just like never left.

At this moment, a thin sound with a crying chamber came from the ear: "Save me, save me ..."

Ya Jia is shocked, and the slogue is fascinated to the direction of the sound.

A little girl huddled, trembled in the corner of the room, she only wore a empty spoiled sickness, the foot bare, the eyes, the face tears, muttered muttered:

"Dad, mother, where are you? Mom, Mom, save me ..."

The light of the corridor came from the distance, straight through her body, falling on the ground.

There is no shadow at her feet.

Does the new ghost? This kind of thing is very common in the hospital.

But ... the breath is wrong.

Ye Jiamai smashed his eyes.

This is the soul.

And it is the soul of ghost smell.