Chapter 123 The Infinite Player's Ghost Wife

Xie Qing pulled the corner of his mouth and found that his joke was a bit dull.

If Dongdong were here, he would definitely say a traditional Chinese verse: "Fuck your lucky day."

After all, in an environment like this with a serial killer secretly watching, the appearance of another evil spirit is not a lucky thing.

However, the coin would not roll out from under the closet by itself. Xie Qing bent down and picked up the coin, and looked under the closet at the same time.

The gap was pitch black. Xie Qing moved his fingers slightly, and a faint light flickered in the gap, illuminating the small space. There was nothing inside. Xie Qing withdrew his gaze, and the light ball went out.

"Lin Zhi?"

Xie Qing looked around and called out the name tentatively.

There was no movement in the room, and the coin still lay quietly in his palm.

Xie Qing waited there for a while but didn't feel anything wrong, and he didn't hide the disappointment on his face.

In fact, he really hoped that Lin Zhi was here. The boss of the previous copy appeared in this copy. Isn’t this very interesting?

Anyway, Lin Zhi was not here to hunt him down. If he wanted to kill him, he could have done it in the previous world.

There is only one possibility, he is the one chosen by Lin Zhi, so Lin Zhi let him go and even followed him here.

As for why he was chosen, it might really be because he was a virgin.

Xie Qing touched his chest, thinking that this must be God’s special favor to the innocent boy.

Of course, this is based on the assumption that Lin Zhizhen is really here.

Xie Qing put the coin back into his pocket and began to search the room for clues.

Since there might be a ghost in this room, we should search it even more.

Xie Qing has always had the courage to face challenges head-on. Not only that, he can also face challenges head-on.

After searching the room and not finding anything useful, Xie Qing prepared to leave and go to the next room.

He stepped one foot out of the room and turned back quickly as if casually.

The room was furnished as before and nothing strange happened.

Lin Zhi couldn't help laughing as she watched him making fake moves in the air.

Xie Qing opened the second room, closed the door, took out the coin, and it accidentally rolled under the closet.

Xie Qing waited for a while, but the coin did not come out.

Okay, okay, Xie Qing sighed, illuminated the bottom of the closet with a light, squatted on the ground, reached inside, picked up the coin, and blew away the dust on it.

This time it wasn't like there was nothing found, Xie Qing found a diary.

Xie Qing opened it and looked through it. Most of the contents were trivial complaints, such as which servants did not do their job well or which clothes did not fit. Apart from these contents, there were also praises from the servants to their master, Mr. Moriya.

Mr. Moriya loves drama very much and has even played roles on stage himself. He once praised acting as a great profession that can make people feel the reality through virtuality.

Xie Qing closed the diary and prepared to take it out.

His hand pressed on the door handle, and at this moment, the coins in his pocket suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of continuous shaking.

"Is this considered a courtesy?"

Xie Qing bent down, picked up the coin on the ground, and spoke to the air.

When he entered the door, he threw a coin and wanted the mysterious power to pick it up, but there was no response. When he was about to leave, he was returned the favor.

"Actually, coins aren't very fun. I can show you something else to play with. Unfortunately, I can't see you. But can you write?"

Xie Qing opened the diary to a blank space, opened the pen, and made a "please" gesture.

Although he didn't know which ghost was here, it didn't matter. Everyone here was a guest, and Xie Qing was very interested.

This can also show the friendliness of the other party. If they are friendly, you can write something, and if they are unfriendly, you can respond in advance.

Xie Qing stared at the pen without blinking, watching it float up and write the word "OK".

Just as Xie Qing was about to propose, he suddenly felt something cold and soft, like a finger, gently rubbing his lips.

Xie Qing tried to outline the invisible existence from the air, but he could see nothing. There was a small standing mirror on the servant's desk, which only reflected his shadow.

"Wait..."

The cold fingers entered his mouth with a teasing gesture.

Xie Qing bit down without hesitation, but encountered no resistance. His teeth collided violently up and down, making a sound.

"I said play with other things, not that you can play with me. I have to stay pure for my wife, unless you are my wife."

Xie Qing stepped back and acted like a chaste man, greatly shortening the distance between him and the door.

As long as the ghost doesn't attack immediately, he should be able to buy himself some space to escape.

Although he thought that the ghost was most likely Lin Zhi, and that he did not have any ill intentions, one must still be on guard against people, let alone ghosts.

The pen no longer floated to write any words. Xie Qing looked at it and his heart began to ache slightly.

His breathing became increasingly difficult and his heart was beating faster than his body could handle.

Although there was nothing in front of him, Xie Qing felt as if someone was approaching him step by step.

The organs in his body that sustained his life seemed to have suddenly broken away from his control and extended a warm welcome to the dead soul.

The zipper of his sweatshirt was pulled down again, and a hand filled with coldness moved up along the hem of his clothes and touched his chest.

An extremely real touch, an event that definitely existed, but there was only him in the mirror, but he could clearly see that his clothes were slightly bulging, and the cold air flowing in the room made people's spines chill.

Xie Qing opened his eyes and spat out his wife's name in pain: "Lin Zhi."

He made a staccato sound from his throat, and raised his eyes: "Isn't this kind of meeting ceremony too special?"

His eyes suddenly widened, and even the mocking smile disappeared.

The tip of his tongue seemed to have touched something soft and cold that could freeze his soul, and his body did not stiffen.

The ear-to-ear contact was too intimate, and Xie Qing seemed to see the handsome boy looking at him with smiling eyes, and kissing him nonchalantly as if he was playing with a toy.

A cold and strange feeling and a terrifying feeling of no one in front of him surged up at the same time, mixed with a strange and unfamiliar experience that made Xie Qing's scalp tingle.

The heart that was still beating at a high frequency seemed to be feeling more than just pain, there was also a feeling that Xie Qing couldn't describe.

"so……"

This isn't a good idea, Xie Qing wanted to say, but before he could finish, his lips were bitten lightly, making it impossible for him to open his mouth.

Xie Qing's mind was in a mess. His thoughts on how to escape and his rationality about not being able to escape from the ghost were all mixed together. However, the result was not disgust and despair, which was very strange.

Xie Qing's Adam's apple rolled, and the cold and sour feeling made the tip of his tongue numb.

I heard my teammates calling me from outside the door, and for a moment I felt like I was back in the world.

Xie Qing covered his lips, then released them and walked to the mirror.

It seemed to have turned a little red, Xie Qing thought absentmindedly, and zipped up his coat.

He quickly tore off the page in the diary where Lin Zhi had written, put the paper in his pocket, and quickly closed the pen.

After Lao Pi pushed open the door, everyone saw a young man standing in the room looking at a diary.

Lao Pi breathed a sigh of relief: "Why didn't you reply just now? We thought something happened to you."

"I was so focused on reading my diary just now that I didn't notice."

Xie Qing shook the notebook in his hand and walked towards the door.

Before closing the door, he glanced back into the room.

Everyone returned to the living room and sat down on the sofa. Since there was limited space on the sofa, Uncle Liu simply sat on the floor.

Xie Qing had already handed the diary in his hand to someone else, and was listening to other people talking about clues with some distraction.

Ever since he knew Lin Zhi was here, he felt like he was everywhere.

Maybe it's right behind him, on his left, or floating in mid-air watching him.

Xie Qing raised his hand and pinched his nose to hide his smile. For some reason, he found it somewhat funny. It was obviously scary, but when he thought it was Lin Zhi, it didn't seem so scary anymore.

After all, the vengeful ghost might have taken a fancy to his body and would not kill him easily.

It's a pity that it's not as thrilling as being chased by a ghost, but this kind of special life experience seems to be hard to come by.

Xie Qing pondered, wondering if Lin Zhi had touched his abdominal muscles just now, which were the result of his hard work in training.

Although he was enjoying the dying feeling of his heart failing, he didn't expect it to come in handy in the afterlife, and now it has a miraculous effect.

01: [How can he still laugh? 】

01I really don’t understand the object of this mission. How can they be so optimistic under such circumstances?

[Did we succeed in our attack so quickly this time? 】

01I feel excited when I think about this possibility.

Lin Zhi sighed: [Of course not. If he had the chance to kill me, he would not hesitate. 】

Xie Qing's personality is unpredictable, and his way of expressing emotions is very different from that of ordinary people.

If he had just asked Xie Qing whether she liked him, Xie Qing would definitely say yes without blinking, and it might not be a lie.

Because this kind of liking is different from the secular definition of liking, if Xie Qing is interested, he can say he likes it, just like he likes this infinite game. Every time he passes a level, it proves that he has lived hard.

This was the reason why Lin Zhi had caused him pain just now. He was not torturing Xie Qing on purpose. He just wanted Xie Qing to realize more deeply how closely this heart was connected to him.

From now on, Xie Qing will cherish his heart.