Chapter 6

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date="2021-08-29"

title="Chapter 6"

weight="133875"

series = ["After an Infinite Flow Player Retires"]

mode = "manual"

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The little girl sobbed out of breath in the dark.

Big tears fell down and hit her knee.

She only remembered that she was in school. Suddenly she felt dizzy and fainted. When she woke up again, she came to this terrible place.

It was so cold around. It was so cold that she couldn't help shivering from head to foot.

And she can always hear some strange and heard voices in the distance. Even though she tried to cover her ears, she still couldn't stop those voices from slipping in between her fingers.

It's terrible

Mom, Dad, I miss you so much

Where are you

Shivering, the little girl curled up her thin body, her back tightly against the wall, as if only in this way could she absorb a little rare sense of security.

Suddenly, she heard a voice from overhead:

"Why, are you lost?"

The little girl trembled with fear, raised her head dimly with tears and looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a tall young man standing not far away. He was also dressed in hospital clothes. His skin was very white. He half narrowed his light amber eyes and looked lazy.

He squatted down, his voice clear and calm, inexplicably giving people a sense of peace of mind:

"What's your name?"

The little girl burped and replied timidly: "... My name is sun, sun Jiale."

"How old are you?"

"I'll be eight soon." The little girl's big eyes were more black and white washed by tears. She sniffed and whispered.

Yejia narrowed his eyes without trace.

Just now he was far away and didn't feel clearly enough. Now when he was close, he was very sure that he could smell the cold and gloomy ghost gas from the little girl's soul, and that smell deeply penetrated into her soul.

The soul still can't return to * * in three days, so it can't go back again.

If you let her go, she will die, and this ghost will make her a new fierce ghost.

This place is a hospital with long-term cooperation with the administration. If something happens here, not only the employees' medical insurance will not be reimbursed, but also a series of worse chain reactions will be brought, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

It seems that he can't stop this time.

Yejia sighed in his heart.

... alas, sick leave and overtime.

The worst social animals are no different.

After answering the two questions, sun Jiale's mood was obviously calmer than before.

She looked up at Yejia and asked carefully:

"Brother... Can you see me?"

When she just woke up, no matter how loudly she cried, all the passing doctors and nurses turned a blind eye to her. In panic, she tried to reach out to pull each other's clothes, but she was horrified to find that her fingers actually passed through each other's body——

Although sun Jiale is young, he knows everything he should know.

She choked back her tears and asked, "am I dead?"

Yezei lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to her: "come."

The young man's fingers were white and slender, with distinct bony joints. Under the light outside the window, they were shining with jade.

"Feel it."

Sun Jiale carefully stretched out her pale little hand and put it in each other's palm - she stared at her eyes in surprise: "... Touch, touch!"

"So you see," said Yezei with a faint smile on his lips, "you and I are not dead, are you?"

He folded his fingers and gently pulled each other up from the ground:

"Come on, I'll take you to your parents."

The little girl's eyes lit up. She nodded heavily, "Hmm!"

Hearing her answer, little black hand leaned out his head on Yejia's shoulder and muttered:

"Oh, another stupid human being confused by performance."

Sad human beings can't see how cruel and crazy the other side under this man's skin!

Sun Jiale was startled by the little black hand suddenly coming out: "brother... What's on your shoulder?"

"Accessories."

Yejia smiled and pulled the little black hand down.

The young man's fingers were flexible. In just a few seconds, he tied the elongated body of the little black hand into a bow: "does it look good?"

Sun Jiale looked at the bow in Yejia's palm in surprise and nodded, "it's nice!"

Little black hand: "...?"???

There's no ghost right!!

Yezei led the little girl out of the ward.

At night, the hospital was very quiet, the corridor was empty, and only one nurse on duty stayed at the front desk.

Relying on a good-looking face and sincere sweet words, Yejia easily found sun Jiale's information through the other party - it is obvious that sun Jiale's family had gone through the transfer procedures and transferred her to a more expensive private hospital when she was killed today.

During their conversation, the little black hand tried to untie his body, and then it climbed down Yejia's clothes to his shoulder.

After listening to the whole story, he held Yejia's collar and asked in a low voice:

"Boss, what are you going to do next?"

Now so late, human public transport should be out of service.

Little black twisted his hand:

"Or tomorrow?"

Yejia glanced at it and did not answer.

He went to the vending machine, took out coins from his pocket and stuffed them in. He only heard a few jingles and a bag of candy fell out.

Yezei held the candy in his hand for a few seconds, and a trace of ghost slowly attached to the bag.

Then he squatted down, stuffed the candy into the little girl's hand and whispered, "are you hungry? Have some of this. "

The little girl thanked timidly.

Yejia looked at her face to face: "next, I need to cover your eyes and take a shortcut. Just hold my hand and don't let go. Can you do it?"

Sun Jiale grabbed the candy package and nodded, "Hmm! I, I can! "

Yezei smiled and touched the top of her hair:

"Good."

He withdrew his hand, his fingertips flashed, heard a "stab", tore off his clothes, tore off a long one, and then covered sun Jiale's eyes.

After Yejia finished everything, the little black hand poked out in doubt:

"You blocked her five senses? Why? "

The next second, it seemed to react suddenly and exclaimed, "hard, isn't it...?"

Yezei glanced at it faintly: "now I can figure it out?"

The little black hand choked violently.

There is no limitation of time and space in the ghost, which is controlled by the creator. The stronger the creator's ability, the wider the ghost extends.

However, it is also really unexpected that Yezei, as a human, is wrapped with ghost Qi with high purity. Unexpectedly, he can really tear open the ghost and extend so far

... so this is definitely a monster!

Yezei raised his hand, the light of the fingertip knife flickered and rowed down slowly.

There was a gap in the space in front of him. The cold smell and the salty smell of blood escaped in an instant. Yejia pulled the little girl forward, and their figures were quickly swallowed up.

The crack closed and there was no one over the corridor.

The little black hand held Ye Jia's collar in fear and looked around carefully.

In a sense, ghosts are the embodiment of the inner world of the controller.

Obviously, Yejia didn't want him to see the whole picture of his ghost, so he deliberately controlled the area he could observe.

All it can see is a dazzling bright red.

The deep and shallow red overlapped with each other, blocking the two sides of the road like a wall, as if wriggling, and seeping out the rusty blood layer by layer.

Little Black calmed down and glanced at the little girl led by Ye Jia.

With her eyes covered, her mouth stuffed with candy, five senses blocked, she walked on the sea of blood unconsciously and was well protected.

The little black hand sighed unexpectedly:

"I didn't expect you to be so kind to children."

It then muttered: "... It's a double standard compared to others."

Yezei said faintly without changing his face:

"Only necessary measures."

Ghosts won't believe it.

The little black hand muttered in his heart.

It seems that there are many ways to block the five senses, but Yejia uses the most gentle and laborious method.

But he obviously did not dare to speak his heart, but stayed on Yejia's shoulder, waiting for the end of the journey.

Yezei glanced at the little girl she was holding in her hand, and a different color flashed at the bottom of her eyes.

In fact, this is not the first time he has heard that.

——However, at that time, he had not become ace, the evil god who ranked first in the game table.

At that time, he had just entered the game. Although he had understood the cruelty and blood of the game, he had not completely abandoned the innocence and goodness from a civilized society ruled by law.

That's a copy of the campus escape.

All players stood in the playground shrouded in darkness, listening nervously to the mechanical female voice overhead, slowly telling the rules of this copy.

The rules are very simple and can be summarized in three words——

hide-and-seek.

However, different from hide and seek in reality, the real ghosts catch people in the game, and the killed players will become new fierce ghosts, join the hunting party and harvest the lives of their companions.

While waiting, a player in the crowd attracted Yejia's attention.

That is a child only thirteen or fourteen years old.

He is not tall. Even among his peers, he is thin. He doesn't look up often. He looks gloomy and indifferent.

Yejia's temporary teammates noticed his eyes. He looked along Yejia's eyes, then hissed and shook his head:

"Yo, there's a small one - I'm sure this little fart can't support this copy."

The copy lasted nine hours, and the rules doomed it to be more difficult to survive, and children could not have such physical strength and endurance.

Another companion sneered, "come on, I'll bet for half an hour."

Yezei frowned, made no sound, and took back his sight.

His temporary teammate patted him on the shoulder: "this is the game, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest - you'll get used to it soon."

Soon, the game began.

As expected, with the passage of time, the difficulty of the copy increased geometrically, and the later it became more and more breathless.

Half of the six member team joined by Yejia soon died, and the rest of his companions were also tired and almost died several times.

The corridor of the school was gloomy, the light bulbs on the top of the head were buzzing, the walls were corroded by ghost gas, and became blackened at the speed visible to the naked eye. The walls rustled down, making people feel numb in the dead corridor.

In the darkness at the end of the corridor, dark and thick hair swam forward and spread like a snake, covering the walls, floors and ceilings, chasing the three people running awkwardly in front.

They have used up most of the props, leaving almost only a chance to escape.

Just then, Yu Guang of Yejia caught a glimpse of a thin figure standing in the stairwell.

The little boy looked pale and more frightening in the dark corridor. He raised his head and looked at the three with dark eyes.

Behind him was a fierce ghost pressing step by step, but the child didn't seem to have the slightest intention of running. He seemed to have been scared silly. He would only stand in place and watch the danger approaching quickly.

Yezei clenched his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, raised his hand and grabbed the child's thin arm:

"What are you doing! Run! "

The little boy didn't seem to expect him to do so. He raised his head in a daze and let the other party pull him forward.

After turning several corners in a sprint, they finally saw the safe house at the critical moment.

Dark hair rushed up, but it was blocked by the suddenly closed door.

In the classroom, only a few people can be heard gasping heavily.

——The safe house can only last ten minutes. Although it is not long, it at least gives them room to rest.

Holding his knee and taking a few breaths, his teammates straightened up, glanced at Yejia and said sarcastically:

"I didn't expect that you still have this love for children... Why, are you soft hearted?"

He sneered: "can you save this child? At best, it's a burden. Why don't you understand the rules of the game at this time? A soft heart and love are worthless. "

Yejia did not answer.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the child dragged into the safe house with a cold tone:

"Next time you are in danger, remember to run."

The little boy raised his head, his dark eyes deep and looked at each other for a moment. He pursed his lips and nodded skillfully.

"I won't save you a second time."

Yezei frowned, coldly threw down this sentence, then turned and walked to the door of the safe house and looked out through the window.

"Yes." There was a strange huskiness in the little boy's voice. He stared at the young man with his back to himself, and a trace of scarlet light flashed through the depths of his dark eyes:

"... thank you, brother."