After an Infinite Flow Player Retires Chapter 87

Ye Jia opened the cover of the notebook.

It looks old, and the specially treated paper glows with a weird blue color, which makes the writing on it clearer.

A line of small characters crookedly written on the title page, which has become blurred under the erosion of the years, and can barely identify the content.

Happy Father’s Day.

The font is immature, but it strokes one by one, with extreme earnestness.

Ye Jia’s gaze stayed on the line for a moment, the movement in his hand paused slightly, and then he quickly turned the page over.

Ji Xuan sat beside him with a pair of scarlet eyes half-squinted, looking thoughtfully at the young man in front of him.

Ye Jiazi flipped through the contents of the notebook carefully.

This seems to be a diary. The dates on it are not continuous. The length of each diary is not the same, but the content is very similar. It records some daily trivial matters, which seems to be an essay written by an old man. Similar.

Until Ye Jia flipped through the entire book, he didn’t find any useful information.

“How is it?” Ji Xuan asked at the right time.

Ye Jia shook his head and frowned slightly: “Nothing.”

It shouldn’t.

A notebook that had been specially treated to prevent corrosion, was hidden in the limbs of the former director parasitized by sarcoma, and was carefully preserved. There was no information related to the door.

Just because it is a gift from your daughter?

Ye Jia flipped through the notebook again, and the pages filled with text made a clattering sound. The blank and the blank, the text and the text were staggered with each other, and quickly passed in front of his eyes.

……and many more.

Ye Jia’s eyes widened.

It’s not that there is no information, but… it has been encrypted.

His back straightened involuntarily, his eyes fixedly gazing at the little black book in front of him, his mental energy was extremely concentrated.

After so many years of experience in the game copy, Ye Jia is no stranger to this kind of encryption and decoding. Generally speaking, if you want to decipher this kind of password, you need a string of key characters, that is, the key. Decoding under circumstance, it’s like finding a needle in a haystack, it’s almost impossible…

Ye Jia seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and was slightly startled.

He slowly turned the book to the front page.

——Happy Father’s Day.

On the light blue paper, the small and crooked lines are very clear.

The former chief-his grandfather, what is the last thing he regrets?

Driven by ambition, he opened the door and killed his daughter.

So… what will the key be?

Ye Jia gently stroked his finger across the title page, a look of incomprehensibility flashed at the bottom of his scarlet eyes.

He turned his head to look at Ji Xuan: “Paper and pen, do you have it?”

Ji Xuan nodded, his pale fingers ticked, and the paper and pen flew over from one of the rooms not far away, floating in front of Ye Jia.

Ye Jia said thank you very much, and then began to work hard at the desk and tried one by one.

——Mother’s name.


——Mother’s birthday.


-Mother’s death day.

It’s not actually.

Ye Jia got stuck, he raised his head and looked at the densely packed paper that had been spread out in front of him with four or five pages of writing, frowning with some headaches.

If these are not keys, what would it be?

The child-like Ji Xuan bent down beside him, twisted a piece of paper with his fingers, and curled his eyebrows to measure: “What is this?”

Ye Jia took the piece of paper back from his hand: “Decode.”

He pointed to the small notebook: “I think the former director encrypted the contents of his notebook for the purpose of…”

Ye Jia was stunned.


What is the purpose? Did you hide it from your mother?

This little book is hidden in Qi Shengze’s body. If it records the method of closing the door, as long as the mother discovers the existence of this notebook, she does not need to decode the content and destroy it directly.

So, this password is not against ghosts, but talents.


If Qi Sheng had already worked out how to close the door, wouldn’t it be good to tell the authority directly after writing it down?

But he chose to encrypt the things he researched and write them in his notebook, and hide it in his body-you know, the door hadn’t been opened at that time, and the game hadn’t even been born yet.

Ye Jia’s fingers slowly tightened, and the fingertips turned white due to the force.

——The water of the Supernatural Administration is probably deeper than he thought.

However, in this case, at least the scope of the key is reduced.

It cannot be public information. Names, death dates, and birthdays are all too conspicuous. If it is guarded by the bureau, then it is completely meaningless to use these things as keys.

What could it be?

Ye Jia lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the front page of the notebook, he raised his hand, and gently stroked the smooth surface of the paper with his fingertips.

Suddenly, it was like a flash of lightning suddenly piercing the dark night sky, and the long forgotten memory seemed to be the gravel rolled up by the torrent, flashing in his mind without warning——

He was startled slightly, and his fingertips stopped for a moment on “Father’s Day”.

In Ye Jia’s memory, the relationship between her mother and her father seemed to be bad. He had never seen his grandfather, and he had rarely heard of this person’s existence from his mother’s mouth.

The only time she talked to him about her father was on a certain night.

Ye Jia couldn’t remember the cause and effect, only a fragment of a broken scene.

The elegant woman’s head is slightly hanging, her smooth side face is illuminated by light, she seems to be immersed in memories, her voice is gentle, and she whispered in the dark and safe night, she said: “My father is very busy. People, he almost never goes home, I always miss him when I was young, so every Father’s Day, I will prepare a gift to take to his unit…but he never returned a call to me , Did not show up, it lasted for two or three years, so I gave up, and when I grew up, I found out…”

She laughed:

“It turns out that the date of Father’s Day changes every year, and I only remember the specific time when I was four years old. So none of the gifts I gave in the past arrived on the correct date, so those packages were taken by his unit. Stopped by playing a prank, in fact, he never received my gift.”

At that time, Ye Jia, who was still young, raised his head and stared at his mother’s face ignorantly.

There was no extra expression on the woman’s face, but it just gave him a very sad feeling-this kind of sadness left a deep impression on Ye Jia.

Coupled with the impact of her mother’s death in front of her, every frame of memory between Ye Jia and her mother became precious.

So although time has passed for a long time, he can still recall it now.

Mother… the date of Father’s Day when she was four years old.

Ye Jia was taken aback, took out his phone and flipped through the calendar on it.

He used the year, month, and day as the key to decode the notebook in front of him.

ten minutes later.

Ye Jia slowly straightened up and stared at the written paper scattered on the ground in front of him, with a strange gleam in his eyes.

… It succeeded.

The contents of the first few sentences of the notebook are successfully solved, which means that the key is correct.

In fact, the matter itself…represents a lot of information.

The purpose of creating ciphertext is twofold, not only to prevent the content from being known, but also to allow the correct person to interpret it.

Only the mother knows this date.

At the time of writing this diary, she and her husband have been confirmed dead.

Then, the only remaining immediate family members are…


Ye Jia’s lips were pressed tightly, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Without him, this diary is impossible to untie, which means–

From the moment my grandfather was imprisoned, he knew very well that Ye Jia, who was fashionable and young, had an irreplaceable important position in the entire subsequent incident.

Ye Jia will definitely live to that moment and see this diary.

This is… written specifically for him.

The truth of the matter seemed to have begun to slowly spread out in front of him.

Ye Jia felt his fingertips tremble slightly, not knowing whether it was because of excitement, fear, or both.

He took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and began to continue his unfinished work.


Blast concealed his own breath, chasing the burly ghost, and proceeded along the underground tunnel.

The underground passage is winding, and the soil on both sides has traces of newly excavated, extending in all directions.

The more blast went forward, the more frightened he became, and he almost began to doubt whether the underground of M City had been hollowed out.

A faint light appeared on the top of the soil not far away.

The sound of falling heavy objects rang overhead, and the gravel dust on top of the head fell down, making a fine noise in the empty passage.

Blast’s lower body was slightly low, looking in the direction that shone through a layer of light.

Countless pale and twisted limbs appeared in his field of vision. Layers of corpses were stacked on top of each other, with almost no end in sight, making Blast almost unable to tell how many dead corpses were outside.

The clinking of the chains clashed against each other.

Countless souls were dragged out of the corpse.

Under the envelop of the extra thick Yin Qi around, the souls that were originally relatively thin and scattered were stained with gray and black colors, and they were forced to become ghosts.

One by one, they were thrown into the underground passage. They let out miserable wailing and painful cry for help. They were drawn by the spiked whip in the hand of the Li Gui and walked hard to the distance.

Under the duress of that ghost, the new group of ghosts continued to dig deeper.

The purpose should be to dig the black liquid that is full of malicious intent.

Blast fixedly glanced at the wailing soul not far away, gritted his teeth heavily, tightened his knuckles slightly, and made a rattling sound of bone rubbing.

Although he really wanted to do something, but…

Although lacking in resourcefulness, Blast is still very wise in combat. He knows very well that he is now in an enemy camp, so he can only die fearlessly if he acts rashly.

At this time, a faint conversation came from the tunnel overhead. Most of the content was not very real, but blast keenly captured a few keywords from it:

“…Dear family, ace…”

He was slightly startled, and looked up in the direction of the sound.

Are those ghosts talking about ace?

Blast turned his head, glanced at the tormented souls one last time, and then turned and jumped out of the cave as if he had made up his mind.

His movements are light and his stature is flexible, and he barely makes any noise when he landed on the ground.

This is already within the city of M City.

The sky was darker than outside the city, and the head was shrouded in red and black, which seemed to give people a sense of breathless oppression.

Surrounded by ruins of buildings, there are tall corpse mountains not far away. In the gloomy background, it looks like a huge pale monster.

Blast turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see two Li ghosts walking in the direction of the city center one after the other.

He followed secretly, staying a short distance away, listening carefully.

The two seemed to be talking about the excavation of underground tunnels and the living people sent from all directions.

“…A thousand and two hundred came from the east side, and they have all been thrown in.”

“How many people are needed to dig out all the springs?”

“I don’t know, it’s tens of thousands.” The Li ghost replied indifferently: “These are not what we should worry about, just take care of your own affairs.”

The body was still frozen, and the Li Gui with four or five faces on his head shrank:


“But what?”

“The direct line is really terrible…” It trembled visibly with the naked eye, with a frowning expression on four or five faces at the same time: “I really think I will be killed…”

“Then try to keep yourself from being killed.” In addition, the Li ghost’s attitude was very indifferent, as if he didn’t care about the safety of his companions at all: “Anyway, you only need to survive this month.”

“One month?” The jelly monster squirmed and hurriedly followed up: “Can I be irresponsible to send them a message after a month?”

“Hehehe.” The Li ghost smiled gloomily: “Yes.”

“One month later…Mother doesn’t need them anymore.”


What’s the meaning?

Blast’s eyes widened, his breath slightly changed.

Before he could figure out these joints in his heart, the two ghosts in front seemed to be aware of something suddenly. They turned their heads abruptly, and insidious and malicious light radiated from countless pairs of eyes: “Who?!”


Blast went stiff.

His level of concealment is not high. It’s okay to deceive the dull ghost below. Once you encounter a more sensitive high-level ghost, the possibility of being discovered is very high.

Blast hurriedly retreated, avoiding one of the claws that had attacked him, and then turned and fled towards the ruins.

Sweat oozes from his forehead.

——Get out of here quickly.


An exceptionally noisy sound came from outside the window.

Ye Jia was pulled out of the state of extreme concentration by the strange noise. He frowned slightly, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound:

“What happened?”

Ji Xuan stepped towards the window, his scarlet and sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and said in a childish voice:

“It seems that an outsider broke in.”


Ye Jia was taken aback.

Several familiar faces flashed across his mind.

Having the ability to come to such a deep boundary, and yet so reckless and reckless… I am afraid there is only that person.

Ye Jia stood up, a few unfilled sheets of paper on his knees were scattered precariously, his brows frowned: “I’ll take a look.”

Ji Xuan turned and walked to his side: “No.”

Ye Jia was taken aback: “Huh?”

Ji Xuan looked at Ye Jia: “If you come forward, it’s too easy to attract the eyes of other ghosts, and it’s easy to arouse mother’s suspicion.”

He took Ye Jia’s hand and pressed him firmly on the sofa: “I’ll go.”

Ye Jia frowned tighter: “But…”

Ji Xuan: “Don’t worry, my mother is not in the city right now, and if anything happens, the chess pieces I placed in my mother’s hands can also come in handy.”

Ye Jia pondered for a few seconds and then heaved a sigh of relief: “…Okay.”

“But…” Ji Xuan’s words changed.

He narrowed a pair of dark blood-red eyes, and a sly light flashed under his eyes: “It’s still very dangerous.”

Ye Jia frowned: “Indeed, otherwise…”

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the little boy in front of him.

The other party looked up at Ye Jia with a pale and beautiful face.

He raised his finger, nodded his cheek, and said in a childish voice: “Lucky kiss, okay?”

Ye Jia: “…”

You deserve it.

Ji Xuan: “Brother, you still owe me a hug all night, remember?”

Ye Jia: “…”

It seems that there is indeed such a thing.

When he was in the capital, he was interrupted by the news of the puppeteer’s release before he could pay the time.

Ji Xuan: “And good night kiss…”

Ye Jia: “I didn’t promise a goodnight kiss!”

Ji Xuan clicked on his cheek again, and said obediently: “You kissed me this time, I won’t ask you to kiss me goodnight.”

Ye Jia: “………………”

He took a deep breath, helplessly raised his hand and squeezed the bridge of his nose, then leaned down, and briefly and quickly touched the opponent’s cheek.

The moment his lips were about to touch the opponent’s cheek, the opponent suddenly turned his face.

Ye Jia didn’t react, and there was a soft and cold touch on his lips.

He shocked all over and leaned back abruptly.

The sudden movement made him lose his balance. The next second, a pair of sturdy arms caught him around his waist.

The eyes of the man close at hand were slightly deep, his thin lips were slightly raised, and his voice was low and hoarse:

“Brother be careful.”

Obviously he had become a violent ghost with no body temperature, Ye Jia still felt a hot and weird sensation spreading from his lips, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Ji Xuan accepts as soon as he sees it.

To prevent the opponent from attacking, he walked towards the door in three steps and two steps. Before leaving, he turned his head and smiled at Ye Jia:

“I’ll be right back.”

When Ye Jia recovered, the other party’s figure had disappeared.

Ye Jia: “…………”

Here again! !


He sat down again with a sullen face, bent over and picked up the pieces of paper that had just been hit on the ground, and then continued to decode.

However, the tip of the pen hanging in the air has not fallen for a long time.

The original rustling sound of writing disappeared completely in the room, replaced by a dead silence.

After a long time, Ye Jia raised his hand expressionlessly, rubbed his lips with the back of his hand, and a pair of scarlet eyes flashed with a vicious look.

When Ji Xuan comes back, let’s have a beating first.


Blast gasped heavily.

He was leaning on the alley full of ruins behind him, and not far away was the collapsed high-rise building, and there was no way to go back.

Blast gritted his teeth and leaped towards the heights, but he hadn’t climbed out a few steps before, and saw traces of ghosts appearing in the cement Ishizaka where his head was broken.

He fought reflexively.

The scorching flames were burning in the air, and it was particularly dazzling under the dark sky.

All the ghosts that were touched by the flames uttered shrill screams, the flames wrapped around them as if they were sane, and they burned to ashes in an instant.

However, more ghosts crawled out from behind, flared their teeth and claws, and rushed toward the blast with all their eyes.

He was forced back.

There was a roar of ferocious excitement from behind.

Blast was shocked in his heart, and turned his head to look behind him-his back and front were all surrounded tightly, and there was no possibility of the encirclement in the slightest.



Blast’s eyes flashed with blazing fire, his lips were slightly twisted, showing a smile full of warfare, and a cluster of fiercely burning flames rose from the palm of his palm.

More ghosts rushed over.

At this moment, a man’s lazy low voice came not far away: “I said what you are arguing.”

Both Li Gui and Blast moved for a while, turning their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

The tall man stands tall on the top of the ruins, his facial features are cold and deep, a pair of evil scarlet eyes are slightly narrowed, his sharp thin lips are hooked, and he said unhurriedly:

“It’s just a bug, you didn’t catch it after so long…”

The pupils of blast shrank suddenly.

——Ji Xuan!

He clenched his teeth tightly, his teeth rubbed and made a gurgling sound, and his eyes stared at the man standing in the distance, as if he wanted to peel the skin and bones of the other person.

“Shame.” The man not far away looked at them condescendingly.

Those cold and gloomy eyes contained indifference and coldness that were not human, as if they were looking at the dust and grass under their feet.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-” Blast’s mouth let out a hoarse cry, and the flames in his palm rose several feet, and the whole person rushed towards Ji Xuan with the hatred and anger that could almost burn the other side.

In the next second, a sea of ​​scarlet blood suddenly rose, surging in the air without warning, as if a huge monster opened up and swallowed the opponent suddenly.

All of a sudden, the audience was silent.

All the ghosts stared at Ji Xuan not far away.

Ji Xuan smiled slightly: “You quarreled your brother.”

In the next second, a sea of ​​blood swept from all directions, and in a blink of an eye, all the ghosts off the court were swallowed into their stomachs.

The man glanced at the empty place with interest, and turned around, and his slender figure disappeared into the air little by little.


It hurts… it hurts.

The whole body seemed to be disassembled and reorganized, and the heavy suffocation feeling pressed against his chest made him unable to breathe at all.

It was dark in front of him.

Am I… dead?

The weight of his chest suddenly disappeared, and the dry and cold air poured into his throat, scratching his trachea and lungs like a knife. A heavy smell of blood filled his mouth and nose, and the dizziness felt like a sudden collapse of a stone. Of pressing him in it.

The blast coughed hoarsely.


A familiar voice came from a distant place, and it sounded very anxious.

The warm and soft hand patted his back, letting the breath of blast slowly flow down.

He opened his eyes with some difficulty.

In the blurry and dark vision, he saw the girl lower her head, frowning slightly, watching him with a little concern:

“Hey, how are you?”

It’s… Wei Yuechu.

Wei Yuechu had been pierced by ace’s sickle, and died under the abyss of darkness and no one.

The girl patted him on the cheek: “Are you awake?”

Blast was a little at a loss.

His mouth moved, and he asked in a daze, “I… am I in heaven?”

Otherwise, why would you see the dead?

Wei Yuechu: “……………………”

She twitched the corners of her mouth, took a deep breath, and slowly stretched out her hand to the side of the thick book, which was very painful when she saw the hit.

Heaven, your mother is tall!


not work with dark mode