"Auntie, it turns out you are at home."

Xia Ji shouted backwards.

The smart short woman's face was tense and she stepped back step by step, and suddenly said, "Xiaoci, I'll go back first, you finish eating the dumplings and put on the plate..."

Before she finished speaking, she screamed in shock, turned around quickly, ran downstairs without looking back.

Xia Ji turned his head and saw that the red silk pajamas floated in the air at some point, and their collars sagged smoothly, slowly moving forward, filled with a terrifying smell.

"Auntie?"

Xia Ji shouted tentatively.

Bang.

Red silk pajamas landed on the ground.

Xia Ji walked over, picked up his pajamas, and dusted them, but the ground was very clean and there was no dust at all.

He put his pajamas back into the original tree-shaped clothes hanger and calmed down throughout the process.

After doing all this, he opened the refrigerator again.

There was a bubble orange juice, a pack of milk, a few spoiled tomatoes and shriveled pomegranates in the refrigerator.

Xia Ji had some remembrance in his eyes. He took out the orange juice and looked at the month. It was the end of last year. He casually opened the pull ring and drank half of it in one breath.

The familiar smell that seemed to have spanned two lifetimes into the internal organs, the orange smell and the impact of bubbles lingered on the tip of his tongue, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

“It’s really a vacation.”

Xia Ji smiled.

His body at this time is a real mortal.

But what is hidden in this mortal body is a terrifying soul.

And this soul can also summon a body that is almost capable of destroying the world.

However, if he didn't use his power, none of these would be revealed, and he was really an ordinary person who could be killed.

Kill and kill...

After his death, his soul came out, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Auntie?"

Xia Ji turned around and shouted again.

But no one responded.

He was not ready to use the power of his soul, which would disturb the holiday.

His eyes were turning out the window, it was getting dusk, and it was time to go to Huo Jing's house.

Xia Ji probably understood his identity. His parents encountered a strange incident, and he was also infected with the poor man who almost died of "flu".

This is just right for a year to live and then get everything back on track.

He pulled the curtains tightly, leaving no gaps, and had three bank cards in his pocket and a bag for changing clothes. He went downstairs directly and returned the untouched dumplings to the house on the first floor. Then he rode his bicycle to the distance.

Slap sex.

The family of three suddenly fell to the window, with their faces close together.

The man's voice was a little panicked: "Why didn't he die? Why didn't he die when his family encountered such a thing?"

The short and smart woman said nervously: "I saw a floating red pajama in his house, I..."

"Is this your overthinking?"

"We quickly sell this old house and add some money to move into a safe new community. The Ziqi Garden I saw before was good."

"You don't know that we can't sell these equipment now, we need to go for adventure!"

"I..."

"I don't know why many chambers of commerce want to buy special equipment, regardless of the grade, they will be stored and collected after buying it?"

"You've been playing for so long, don't you know yet?

There are some special areas in this game called the "Ancient Secret Realm". Only when a hidden mission is triggered can you enter with special equipment.

And in these areas, it is said that many magical things can happen.

A few days later, our guild will be ready to join the "Ancient Secret Realm" to explore. You are together, and we just happen to have two special equipment."

In the eyes of the shrewd and short woman, the delicate boy disappeared on the road with a somewhat shabby stone slab on his bicycle.

Then she turned around slowly, looked nervously at the direction of the door, locked inside.

Looking back, there were some old windows, and the daylight cast square light on the long table, she breathed a sigh of relief.

...

...

Xia Ji rode his bicycle and rode a few times, and then let the inertia of the wheels take him forward.

The wind on both sides carried his hair that had just passed through his ears and slightly raised backwards.

Passing by the bank, he went to check it out.

There was a total of 500,000 yuan in the bank card.

Seeing that it was getting late, he no longer stayed, and passed through the low crowds and a little cold downtown. As the night fell, the households on the streets began to close early and had no preparations for the night market at all.

About half an hour later, he came to Haibin No. 8 Mansion, which is a high-end community. Although it is not a villa, the area of ​​each floor is very large.

Xia Ji took out his old-fashioned cell phone and called Huo Jing.

A girl's voice came from the phone: "Why are you here? It's just a few shorts."

"It took some time to go home. What day is your home?"

"Let's go to the west, go to the other end of the coast, and go to the fourth floor."

"What are the 40s?" Xia Ji felt that this kind of dialogue was very friendly, making him seem to have really integrated into this world.

"What's the 400s? This is a family on this floor. You will know when you come."

Xia Ji was stunned. Although this building is not a villa, it is better than a villa. However, Huo Jing is usually alone at home and living in such a big house, which is really scary.

After registering in the security department, he was able to enter directly with the owner's confirmation.

However, there were three people in this security room, all of whom were buzzing, with a strong look, obviously not the kind of scattered life.

He leaned his head in and looked in, and vaguely saw the wall that seemed to be a gun hanging.

But soon, his vision was blocked by a strong security guard.

"Don't look at it randomly! You can go in."

Xia Ji nodded and thanked him.

at this time.

The sky was completely dark.

The last ray of gloomy light was still struggling.

But the roaring wind quickly completely moved the night and brought all the light to the grave.

It was obviously midsummer, but the wind was a bit cold and it also brought the salty and damp smell from the sea.

Stepping forward on the bicycle.

Suddenly, Xia Ji saw a person walking in the wind by the roadside.

The man was wrapped in a thick gray coat, which covered him, and the hoodie held his head. From the side, the man seemed to be wearing a mask, only with a pair of "maybe there" pupils, in the shadow of the hood.

"Where is Building 8?" Xia Ji felt a little moved and tried to ask.

The man froze his whole body when he heard the sound.

And here is at a corner, surrounded by lush towering trees, blocking the sights of all parties.

The whistling sound of the typhoon coming caused a whimpering sound from the sky and the earth.

Xia Ji was like an ordinary young man asking for directions: "What's wrong, uncle?"

The man in the thick coat slowly turned his body and made a strange sound, which was a stiff sound covered by the sound of the wind, like a broken bone.

A terrifying atmosphere suddenly came.

The shadows are thicker, and the sound of the wind is as if it is isolated from the suffocating water layer, leaving only the sound of cracking bones, which is extremely clear.

The strange man wrapped in a thick coat finally turned around, his dark pupils staring at the boy in front of him in the shadow of his hood. He could vaguely see a black line between his forehead and his nose, as if his face had cracked.

Suddenly...

The man was stunned and suddenly realized.

A terrifying and low roar came from the mask: "Sir, what a coincidence, it's me, Xiao Xiaojue. Before I arrived, I recorded you, so I recognized you when I got close."

Xia Ji:...
Chapter completed!