Xie Chi had doubts about the age of this kid.
He pretended not to understand, picked up the egg and handed it over, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's cooked, you can wipe it and eat it, brother's egg is super delicious."
The kid moved stiffly and didn't reach out his hand.
Yan Jing secretly said with a powerful cry, and sighed behind him.
The little ghost didn't talk any more, and led the two to push open the door of the billiard room.
Yan Jing whispered beside Xie Chi, "He doesn't have a head and can't see the ball. How can I play with you? Are you sure you won?"
Xie Chi was silent, he felt it was not that simple.
Sure enough, the ghost infant laughed and said: "Brother, we are playing blind snooker, you also want to **** billiards."
The voice came from all directions, shrill and frightening.
Xie Chi's eyes had already adapted to the darkness and could see a little clearly. Just after Gui Ying said this sentence, he was completely blind.
The app is refreshed, this time it is a thoughtful artificial voice——
[Blind Snooker Game Rules: Three chances, Guiying puts the billiard ball anywhere on the billiard table. The actor Xie Chi is temporarily blind. Using angle, strength and thread calculations, he puts the billiard ball into the bag required by Guiying. Two goals are the win. Note that you can only hit the edge twice at most. ]
"Fucking blind!" Yan Jing scolded immediately when he heard the rules of the game, "Fart! It's better to run away!"
Following Yan Jing's fury, Gui Ying's pale little hands gave birth to long and thin nails in an instant. It seemed that as soon as they chose to give up the game, it would immediately rush to kill them.
[It seems that this ghost baby has a lot of grievances, and he didn't plan to let them go, just kidding them]
[It's only strange that the grievances of death are so shallow]
[This is dead, they are both newcomers, there is no props and no points to buy charms in the app store…]
[Blind snooker tut, I may not be able to get in with my eyes open]
[Don't say I scored, okay, I even have a problem whether my cue can hit the cue ball]
[You can touch the ball position and the frame position, judged by perceptual prediction]
"Have you considered it?" Gui Ying's voice has been completely cold.
The atmosphere was suddenly tense.
"Brother Xie…" Yan Jing was sweating coldly, ready to escape at any time.
Xie Chi gradually evoked a playful smile and gave Yan Jing a soothing look.
"Brother." Xie Chi said heartily.
A few seconds later, Xie Xinglan chuckled lowly: "Come on, I will play with him."
Yan Jing's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that Xie Chi actually responded.
Gui Ying laughed happily, his voice was creepy.
He got on the chair and seemed to underestimate the enemy. He didn't believe that someone could smash a billiard ball into a goal bag only by perception when he was blind. So his first ball was placed in the center of the table. The bag is also the easiest bag to score.
The sudden blindness did not cause any psychological pressure on Xie Xinglan. He casually held up the club on one side and began to touch the position of the ball and the bag. After confirming the position, he lowered his body and used a skillful and light movement. He hesitated and hit the ball out.
With a "boom", the target ball was hit as expected, followed by the movement of the target ball rolling over on the table, which was slow and palpitating.
Yan Jing's heart touched her throat.
After one touch, the target ball rolls more slowly, as if it might stop halfway at any time, failing.
Yan Jing couldn't see the direction of the target ball, but the audience outside the horror movie stared at the ball with bated breath, watching the ball approach the designated bag little by little, and finally rolled into it gruntingly.
[Fuck! He hit it! ]
[Wori I am blind]
Yan Jing was completely stunned, and he was so excited that he wanted to jump.
The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and Gui Ying's grievance rose to a level, as if Xie Xinglan's success completely angered him.
"Don't be too happy." Gui Ying said.
Xie Xinglan raised his eyebrows, a little laziness in his eyes, as if he didn't care about it.
In the second round, Gui Ying learned the lesson from last time, chose a very remote location to put the ball, and repeatedly confirmed that the position of the bag is very concealed, and the angle needed to shoot in was extremely tricky, so he was relieved.
Xie Xinglan shrugged, just like the last game, without any suspense.
Just when the ball was about to enter the hole without any suspense, the ghost infant standing on the opposite side of the pool table suddenly stretched out his long fingernails and gently shook the ball.
The ball rolled away from the bag as expected, and Gui Ying grinned.
[Fuck him! ! ]
[Talking about credit with ghosts, naive]
[It's okay, if you lose, you lose, isn't it two wins in three rounds, there is another chance after losing this round]
Xie Xinglan had a good hearing. He heard the subtle movements of the ghost infant's nails rubbing the surface of the ball, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips. When the ball was about to touch the sides three times and was judged to fail, he suddenly lifted his foot and kicked the billiard ball with a bang. table.
The place where the pool table was kicked suddenly rose, and the target ball slid down the short end, just following the original trajectory…and fell into the bag designated by the ghost infant.
Two wins, the game ended perfectly.
[Fuck it must not be true]
[He didn't violate the rules either, cough, the rules only say that the ball is not allowed to touch the side three times, and he does not say that he is not allowed to kick the table]
[My mom can still play like this, I kneel, what accuracy is this]
[Strong ah ah ah ah, it's the first time I saw people playing with ghosts]
[This, this is a win, right? ]
[I am in a complicated mood and I have a hunch, I have a hunch that this newcomer will climb very high, and he won't lose money in the shares]
…
When Xie Chi regained control of his body, the app message prompt just sounded——
[Personal plot has been updated. Congratulations on your victory in the game with Ghost Infant, and you and actor Yan Jing's peace tonight, and because of your outstanding performance, you have an opportunity to ask Ghost Infant to ask questions. Please pay attention, ask Questions that Guiying does not know about will miss opportunities. ]
The ghost infant's voice was full of unwillingness, but the crumpled nails on his little hand were retracting a little bit. Obviously, he couldn't attack the two in front of him tonight, and he had to answer Xie Chi's questions by the rules.
Xie Chi constricted his lips with a smile and asked, "How old are you?"
Yan Jing never expected Xie Chi to ask such a plain question.
Gui Ying: "Eighteen years of death, eighteen years old."
Yan Jing's eyes widened instantly, and she couldn't breathe. This ghost baby who was not knee-high in front of him was actually an adult. It's no wonder that he would be innocently talking to them and would cheat in the game. This is intentional. If it weren't for Xie Chi, he would really be confused.
The age algorithm of ghosts is different from that of people. Their bodies will freeze in the year of death, but their wisdom will still grow over time. He almost forgot about it.
After Gui Ying said this sentence, he disappeared, and the crisis completely disappeared.
Xie Chi's mobile app sent a message prompt——
[Congratulations, in the game with Ghost Infant just now, the main storyline exploration degree is +10, and the branch exploration degree is +15. ]
Xie Chi was startled. The main line is the Red Wraith, and the exploration degree of the main line has increased, indicating that the ghost baby is related to the main line.
The branch line rose more, indicating that his guess is most likely to be correct, the baby head gu was refined on the flesh of the ghost baby at first.
You can even boldly guess that the death of the ghost baby was caused by the gu worm-the female boss raised a very special baby head gu on the living baby boy. The baby boy died tragically from the bite of the gu worm. At the same time He also lost his head and became a headless ghost.
The main and branch lines should be entangled and inseparable.
Xie Chi thoughtfully.
He asked the age of the ghost infant for any ulterior motives.
Gui Ying said that he was eighteen years old, which means he had been dead for eighteen years.
The ghost was born eighteen years ago.
So he will check what happened in this company building eighteen years ago.
In an instant, all the lights on the fifth floor were restored, and Yan Jing touched the sofa and panted, his pale face overflowing with blood. During a violent cough, blood was vomited out, and Yan Jing suddenly smiled: "Fuck it comfortably."
Xie Chi drew a piece of paper for him, and sat down aside, "The side effects of yin and yang?"
"Well," Yan Jing took over and wiped his mouth, "I'm used to it."
Yan Jing didn't want to get too entangled in this topic, bumped his arm and teased, "Yes, it's concealed, that hand billiards."
"It's not my credit," Xie Chi's lips overflowed with a faint smile, "Brother taught it."
Xie Chi has always been on guard. Xie Xinglan is the most important person in his life. He does not want to reveal his existence to anyone unless necessary.
This kind of brother is his alone.
"I'm going, your brother is still a man? What does he do? Athlete?"
Yan Jing obviously didn't understand that this brother is not his brother.
Of course Xie Chi was not prepared to explain. He smiled, half-truth and half-truth: "My brother is a ruthless, arrogant, indifferent, domineering and overbearing emperor of the dark night. He is the youngest killer on the dark web and a talent that has the potential to unlock the third-order. A strange man."
Yan Jing: "…"
"…Are you serious?" Yan Jing said that he didn't believe a word of this kind of setting only in urban fantasy novels.
Xie Chi shrugged: "Guess."
Yan Jing: "…"
Yan Jing didn't want to proceed with this topic: "Xie brother, what shall we do next?"
Yan Jing glanced at the wall clock on the wall. It was two o'clock in the morning, and there were still three hours before get off work.
Xie Chi got up: "I haven't finished my work yet, I'm going to work."
Xie Chi paused: "If you are kind, go and tell each other and tell the newcomer to be careful of the elevator."
"Then what if I don't have this interest?" Yan Jing was a little curious about Xie Chi's attitude towards the newcomer.
Xie Chi said casually: "Then go to sleep."
Yan Jing sat up in shock: "Fuck you, don't you really care about them?!"
Xie Chi's eyes were somewhat indifferent: "They all came here for their dreams. I am not obligated to take care of them and pay for their dreams."
Yan Jing was right to think so.
Xie Chi smiled suddenly: "Of course, if they pay me points, I would be happy to help."
Yan Jing: "…"
Yan Jing couldn't bear it in the end, and ran down from all floors, and told the newcomers according to Xie Chi's orders.
Xie Chi completed the work in more than an hour.
Yan Jing watched him choose a comfortable posture and fell asleep on the sofa, and couldn't help swallowing.
If the newcomer is a glass heart, brother Xie is probably a diamond heart.
…
Eleventh floor.
The male rookie with a pimple-faced expression is horrified and forced to work.
He used to know Excel, but because he was too nervous, he always made mistakes, and he hasn't done it well now.
After finishing the work, he must be alone on the eleventh floor. He wanted to find someone to accompany him, but those people were very indifferent. After finishing the work, they all flattered to the seventh floor where Zhou Zhu was.
Hurry up, hurry up, you can go downstairs to find Zhou Yan and join them immediately.
Zhang Lan thought so, and finally after ordering to save, he let out a sigh of relief, collapsed on the chair, and collapsed.
He finished his work.
Zhang Lan looked up and found that the wall clock on the wall indicated that it was past five in the morning.
he is off from get off work!
Zhang Lan was stunned, ecstatic, he even got off work unknowingly while immersed in get off work.
Zhang Lan instantly dismissed his plan to find Zhou Xi and the others on the seventh floor, turned off the computer, and walked freely to the elevator.
Although the blind man reminded him that it is best not to approach the elevator during work, but now it is off work time, there will be no ghosts.
Zhang Lan stepped into the elevator.
It was too late to even think about why his mobile app didn't remind him that it was time to leave work.
On the white wall behind him, the hand of the wall clock quickly rotated counterclockwise, and finally stopped at… 3:50 in the morning.