As Yu Xing penetrated his consciousness into Zhao Yijiu's mind, the screening room returned to silence.
Yi Qing secretly despised the two humans, snorted coldly, and decided to find the culprit who made him bored.
Just now, Yu Xing also said that there must be a formed vengeful spirit in the cinema, gathering the infected people into this screening hall, but he didn't know where to hide.
Yiqing is very bored. When he is bored, he has to find something to do.
Although he knew that Yu Xing asked him to play with the vengeful spirit and regarded him as a tool ghost, he just didn't care. Anyway, he didn't reject this matter, so it would be okay to go with the flow to help Yu Xing solve a problem.
Yiqing couldn't help but snorted heavily at the two humans with their eyes closed, then reached out and knocked Yu Xing's head with the folded jade bone fan. Yiqing floated towards the exit on the side of the screening hall.
He always felt very crowded, surrounded by small spots of light, which are the so-called resentment virus factors unique to the world. It felt like, when he was in a bar, he could have enjoyed a whole lounge alone, but suddenly a group of customers rushed in and occupied his lounge tightly.
Those customers still had no eyesight and squeezed around, which made him very upset. If one kills one, two or three will come in endlessly.
There are endless kills like cockroaches.
The blue-clothed ghost floated straight in one direction with a cold face. When he passed by the wall, his blue figure suddenly became illusory. With the faint light mist, Yiqing easily penetrated the wall and entered the corridor on the other side of the screening hall.
Yu Xing didn't want to use the power of curses to alarm the snake, and he did not have a large-scale perception, so he could not determine the location of the vengeful spirit for the time being, but he was different. He was a ghost himself, and no matter what was around him, it was clearly divided in his eyes.
There is a smell that is obviously different from those factors, right in the monitoring room at the end of the corridor.
The aura was filled with a hint of chaos and turbidity, obviously having a subjective consciousness and actively hiding its own existence.
But Yi Qing is now in a state of no suppression. For a powerful thousand-year-old evil spirit like him, this mere resentment spirit is still a bit invisible.
He was just like an old god floating over the ground, and the resentful spirit hiding in the monitoring room should have felt the coming of danger and did not dare to escape-
A stream of green mist had already spread to the entire cinema without knowing it, covering every inch of contact. It can be said that the cinema had already been set up by Yiqing in the sky and earth. As long as he was willing, whether it was a resentful spirit or an infected person, whether they were dead or alive, wherever they were, they were just Yiqing's thoughts.
After a few breaths, Yiqing came to the monitoring room.
He walked through the door, the resentful spirit was close at hand, and the chaotic aura became clearer and clearer.
"Where are you? Kid." Yiqing leaned over and looked around, but he didn't see any figure, but he was not in a hurry. He showed a smile casually, and his blue eyes looked at the illuminated screen in the monitoring room.
One wall of the monitoring room is covered with display screens divided into pieces, each display screen corresponds to a screening room, an empty corridor, and a ticket office at the door.
The place where Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu are located is the No. 7 screening room. The surveillance records truthfully what happened in this screening room. I saw that the audience in the audience was sitting very scattered and had no communication with each other. Except for the two new guys at the end, the rest were staring blankly in front of me.
The big screen that is constantly changing patterns is a little blurred in the monitoring. Where there should be various patterns and patterns, only large color blocks like ghosts are left, which cannot be observed.
Other surveillance monitors tend to be still. Whether in the corridor, ticket office or inside the screening hall, time seems to be frozen at the moment when the virus swept through. There is no figure or change in things, as if it is forgotten.
Yiqing glanced at him and chuckled softly.
"Kid, you're hiding in the surveillance camera."
For him, it seems very suitable to call a kid with a vengeful spirit. Anyway, his age is enough to be the ancestor of the vengeful spirit viruses.
Then naturally, in front of our ancestors, no cleverness is enough.
Yiqing shook his fan and sat on the chair in the monitoring room. In fact, he usually looked like a cloud of fog and could not touch things without the influence of ghost energy or spiritual power. Even if he occasionally wanted to sleep or sit wherever he wanted to, he would use his ghost energy to pollute those things first.
What I really want to say is somewhat similar to the virus factor.
But in this world, Yiqing found that at least one thing made him feel a little relieved, that is, he saved the process of polluting something because the dense viral factors in the air have already assumed the responsibility of the media.
He sat on the viral factor attached to the chair.
Yiqing's lazy sitting posture was somewhat similar to when he was still a boss in the shooting bar. In an instant, a momentum of looking down on everything came out, greatly diluting the gentle and elegant scholarly aura on his body.
Perhaps because there are no people around him, there are no novelties like humans, only ghosts he is most familiar with but doesn't like, so Yiqing's appearance is the closest to him at this time.
The expression of looking at the surveillance was a bit cynical, as if he treated the vengeful spirit hiding in the screen as a toy in his hand. He slowly observed the still screen speeds, almost just glanced at it, and then he stopped his eyes on the surveillance monitor in the corner.
This corridor is a corridor leading to the employee passage on the first floor of the cinema. It is not open to the public. On both sides of the corridor are employee lounges, locker rooms, and employee toilets with closed doors.
There are some other functional rooms outside the monitoring range, but they do not appear in the screen.
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The moment he locked the screen, he felt a trembling little guy getting even more frightened.
"You're here, right?" Yi Qing floated up, his feet off the ground, hanging in the air. The green robe was windless and isolated the small light spots around him.
"Hmm? Do you want to know how I found you?" Anyway, the resentful spirit would not answer him, so he talked to himself and answered himself: "Actually, when I was walking in this corridor..."
"It's opening the door to the employee lounge."
However, in the surveillance screen, the employee lounge is still closed.
Either the resentful spirit closed the door when hiding, or the resentful spirit was creating visual deception and did not know that the employee was opened during rest, so the surveillance was covered with the impact of closing.
Anyway, this monitoring is wrong.
Yiqing felt very satisfied that the emotional fluctuations of resentful spirits with some annoyance and despair came from the surveillance screen.
It seems that I haven't bullied other ghosts for a long time.
Since he was bound to Yu Xing, he has restrained himself from many ways. On the one hand, he did not want to be regarded as a brainless ghost with only the desire to kill and as a trouble, so he was unhappy.
On the other hand, he and the system also agreed that after using the contract with Yu Xing to break away from the original world, he could not cause trouble in other worlds. Once he got into trouble, the system would be in trouble.
So in the past few deduction copies, he either directly restricted his power by the system, or he had to act in a low-key manner and not to destroy the deductionists' mission experience. Yiqing hasn't seen other ghosts tremble in front of him for a long time.
"ha……"
He laughed happily.
After all, his nature is not a good thing. A ghost is always bad. Temporary constraints cannot be regarded as permanent rules. Even if he pretends to be harmless, it cannot cover up the nature of a ghost.
Yiqing merged into the display screen in the blink of an eye.
In the screen, a blue figure suddenly appeared in the empty corridor.
Ghosts seem to have extraordinary talents in controlling electronic products. A long time ago, "ghost calls", "ghost video", "ghost qq" and "ghost monitoring" have been popular among various legends.
Yiqing naturally would not fall behind. Although he is a thousand-year-old ghost who has never touched any electronic products while he was alive... Some things are like they are born to travel through time and space through monitoring, which is not difficult for him.
He stood in the corridor and subconsciously looked at the round electronic surveillance camera above his head.
On the surveillance screen, feedback was provided to the corridor in real time. You could see the blue figure suddenly stopped and slowly turned your head. A pale, unrecognizable blurred face appeared in the camera.
"Ziz..."
The current was suddenly disturbed, and wave-like snowflake patterns began to appear. The blue ghost seemed to smile. The next moment, the screen suddenly turned black. When it lighted up again, the terrifying blue ghost face suddenly occupied the entire screen!
If there is someone in the monitoring room, you will definitely be shocked.
Yiqing smiled and withdrew the cyan mist that he covered the camera, and also removed the influence of his ability to create hallucinations.
What a pity, Yiqing thought.
He really wanted to do this in a real cinema.
In a world where there are many living people, a certain cinema becomes the object of strange and legendary talks and legends for people after dinner, and then arouses people's curiosity and desire to pursue. This feeling... can make the power of the Qinggui stronger and stronger.
The gods of his era needed people's faith to maintain their strength.
Similarly, the ghosts of his era also needed people's fear and belief to determine strength and weakness.
He is not the only one who captures the Qinggui. This kind of ghost itself has a certain amount of fear energy. Everyone knows the name of the Qinggui in the world where he is. Unlike the real world where Yu Xing lives, only some supernatural enthusiasts will understand the Qinggui.
Yiqing felt it was a pity that he wanted people in the real world to feel the fear, but the double constraints of the system and Yu Xing made him unable to do so.
Then he had to vent somewhere else.
For example, this end-of-day world full of resentful spirits.
Yiqing grinned, suspended barefoot in the corridor, and raised his palms to the employee lounge.
The lounge has indeed been closed again. It seems that the condensed vengeful spirit usually uses entities.
From the perspective of surveillance, the blue ghost raised his hand, and the blue mist rolled quietly, and the door that seemed to have been locked opened quietly.
The next second, a human-looking thing with a whiter face than flour rolled out of the door, and it danced and gestured with something, opening its mouth wide, probably screaming or cursing.
Unfortunately, the surveillance does not receive radio.
The ghost in Qingyi was swaying in the air, and he didn't see anything he did. The dancing white flour man was choked by an invisible force and lifted up, with his face even more ferocious.
Its legs stomped around, and for a moment it seemed to turn into illusion and wanted to escape, but before it could escape, the surrounding blue mist suppressed it and became a physical body again.
Yi Qing was thinking about some cruel ways to die in his mind.
He thought of one.
The blue mist instantly surged, wrapping towards the white flour ghost who was cursing with all his might. When he was about to encounter it, Yiqing stopped thinking.
He looked up and looked at the camera again.
This thing always gives him a feeling of being watched, just as his words and actions are being peeked by silent eyes.
He is in a small box, and the peeper is outside the box.
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Yiqing gave you an index finger, with gentle eyebrows and eyes as if harmless, and said with a smile: "Shh... Although I don't know what's looking at me,... what I'm going to do next is really not recommended to be watched, so I'd better leave me some good impressions."
The surveillance screen suddenly went dark.
Any kind of record is also cut off in this line.
...
After being revealed that it was "I logged in", Yu Xing was undoubtedly pulled over to work as a labor force by Zhao Yijiu, who was a little angry.
The two of them quickly cleared the small light spots that shone in the dark factory one by one. The world inside the brain could not be maintained. It was already shaking behind it. Every place seemed like a poor game modeling, and the outline became a bit weird.
When the last small light spot was cleared out, the world in front of Zhao Yijiu collapsed. In just a moment of trance, he returned to the cinema screening hall.
No matter how long the world in the brain has been or how far away he has moved, in reality he is still sitting on a chair, his brows frowned slightly because of the unhappiness in the brain.
He stood up without saying a word, and didn't even look at Yu Xing, who was smiling beside him, picked up the killing.
"Hey, Brother Jiu?" Yu Xing immediately called him, "Don't be angry, I just saw you serious, I couldn't help but tease you... You know my personality, right? I can't help it!"
Zhao Yijiu turned a little red when he heard this.
I don’t know if it was angered or that I was embarrassed by being deceived.
He finally glanced at Yu Xing in a daze: "Do you know how bad this sentence sounds?"
"I know, but I'm just a hateful scum?" Yu Xing tilted his head, as if he accepted his evaluation well. "As long as I'm scum enough, no facts you said can make me feel ashamed."
Zhao Yijiu: "..." His face became even more paralyzed.
The cold light appeared in the stop killing.
"I'm going to kill the infected person now." Zhao Yijiu said, "But can I stab you too?"