This flame is a part of the skeleton that was sucked into the sickle after it gave its life, burned the flames in its eyes, destroyed the playground, and destroyed the playground.
Never used it before, simply because there was no opportunity to use it.
But this is definitely not an ordinary flame.
Because it has no combustible materials, but it keeps burning without going out, and it doesn't have the temperature that a flame should have.
This is somewhat similar to the flame emitted by the sleight of hand, but it is definitely different.
Although this person in front of him was inexplicably chasing Luo Zheyu relentlessly and seemed to want to catch him, he had not done anything to hurt him so far, so... he had to hit him gently.
Luo Zheyu lowered his head to look at Xie Jue on the ground, and Xie Jue also raised his head and stared at him.
The sharp peach blossom eyes met the resolute amber eyes.
A gust of wind suddenly blew by.
Lift up the corners of your hair and clothes.
The slender white fingers like jade form a sharp contrast with the pure black handle.
Luo Zheyu raised his arm slightly, and the sickle drew a slightly curved arc in the night sky, which unexpectedly coincided with the crescent moon above his head.
Swing down.
The tiny flames connected into a line, broke away from the sickle, and struck straight down towards Xie Jue.
Another illusion?
Don't be careless.
Xie Jue moved his right hand slightly, and a strand of the power that was originally solidified in the air above Luo Zheyu's head was separated and solidified in front of the place where the tiny flame was about to attack, blocking himself.
This tiny flame is different from the previous ones.
The previous flames were quite large. If they were not an illusion, using one's own abilities to block them would consume a lot of energy. It would be easier to just dodge them.
"puff……"
The tiny flame hit the invisible and transparent "wall" that was solidified from the air, and the flame instantly spread out and burned evenly on the invisible and transparent "wall" of air.
A little bit of nibbling away.
Luo Zheyu raised his eyebrows slightly, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.
The purpose of the flame on the sickle has been revealed.
The hand holding the sickle swung above his head, and most of the flames broke away from the blade and were "thrown" into the heavy and solid air above his head.
"Crackle... crackle..."
Above, the sound of flames burning wood was heard.
The flame swung out from the sickle stopped in the void above his head, as if blocked by something invisible, but it burned even more fiercely.
The solidified air blocked the flames' path, but was also quickly devoured by the flames that were closely following.
The flame on the sickle seemed to be the nemesis of the man's ability below.
The flames can erode the ability he uses to solidify the air.
Xie Jue frowned, watching his solidified air being quickly devoured by the strange flame. Even if he continued to output at his full strength, he would not be able to stop it for long. The flame was burning more and more vigorously and faster and faster.
By then, he will have used up all his energy and will not be able to catch the evil spirit.
Even if the team members come, they...even if their abilities won't be burned by this strange flame, doesn't this evil spirit have any other backup plans?
Staring intently at the huge black sickle in the evil spirit's hand, Xie Jue simply retracted his hand and withdrew his ability.
It’s better to save some energy.
Even if he wanted to capture the evil spirit in front of him, register it, and detain it for observation, he still had to be responsible for the safety of the team members.
The pressure above his head suddenly disappeared, and Luo Zheyu's mind moved. The flames in front of Xie Jue and in the sky, which had been burning quietly in place after losing their target, floated back and tightly wrapped around the huge black sickle.
Finally, he looked back at the man below, and the sickle slowly disappeared from his hand.
Luo Zheyu grabbed the window sill outside the building and exerted a little force, then turned over and went straight to the third floor. He turned into a ball of black mist, crashed into the mirror, and disappeared.
Under the cover of night, Xie Jue was left alone, looking deeply at the place where he disappeared.
…
"team leader!"
"team leader."
The breathless team members caught up and shouted at Xie Jue.
It sounds like a long time, but in reality, Xie Jue and Luo Zheyu were chasing and fleeing at an extremely fast speed. Even with the fight, only three minutes had passed.
The team members who received the message and location on the walkie-talkie all ran over quickly.
Including Zhao Xu, Xiao Feng and Si Zhengyi who was protecting them, also rushed over.
"Huh... Captain, the target's location disappeared nearby. He should have entered the mirror from here... Should we continue looking for him?" Zhao Xu asked, panting.
"No need." Xie Jue stretched out his hand to stop everyone and said expressionlessly.
Due to insufficient preparation and lack of intelligence, we will not be able to capture this spirit today.
The malice in the mirror is more difficult to deal with than what is in the information.
That huge, flaming black sickle... new malice, where did such a powerful weapon come from?
The team members followed Xie Jue and walked back for a distance. Zhao Xu suddenly whispered something to Xie Jue.
Xie Jue paused, remained silent for a moment, waved his hand, and still led everyone away.
Behind them, in the dark telephone booth, a ball of black mist slowly condensed into a human shape, quietly watching their backs as they left.
What exactly do this group of people do?
Why do you want to catch him?
However, it is not so easy to catch him.
…
Maybe it’s because the moonlight is too beautiful tonight, or maybe it’s because I’ve been in this world for too long and feel a little lonely, or maybe it’s because I simply miss home.
Luo Zheyu stood in the telephone booth and dialed a number.
Then he smiled at himself.
Even if this number can be dialed in this world, the person who answers the call will probably be an unknown stranger.
Making harassing phone calls to strangers in the middle of the night...
Thinking of this, he still didn't hang up the phone, and listened silently to the continuous beeping.
The sound of the phone being connected rang out from the receiver.
"Hello...Hello, who are you looking for?" A mature and steady voice with a hint of fatigue came from the microphone.
The whole person froze in place. Luo Zheyu suddenly looked up, his peach blossom eyes widened, staring at the microphone.
The body, which had originally had no feeling, suddenly felt cold all over.
The sound coming from this microphone...
"Hello? How are you?"
It’s Luo Zeye’s!
How could...
how so……
The worlds he had traveled through before, even the modern ones, were definitely not the world where Luo Zheyu grew up.
Just similar.
He had already investigated these.
Why, this time...
"…Hello? Hello?"
Luo Zheyu couldn't help but take a step back, staring anxiously at the microphone from which the voice came.
He had never carefully explored why he kept traveling through time in his dreams, which worlds he traveled to, and what body he possessed.
The biggest reason is that this time travel has never actively affected his life in reality.
But now...
"If you don't talk anymore, I'll hang up."
Luo Zheyu opened his lips.
"I……"
“Bang!!”
Inside the phone booth, the pay phone suddenly exploded, breaking into pieces, with fragments flying everywhere and making a loud noise.
A large amount of fragments ricocheted onto Luo Zheyu and penetrated into his body.
She stretched out her slender jade-like fingers, gently pinched the large piece of plastic that had pierced her face, and pulled it out.
The cuts on his face caused by the debris healed in the blink of an eye.
He stared at the piece of plastic, motionless like a statue, his mind in a mess.
After a long time, the figure in the dim telephone booth turned into an irregular black shadow, passed directly through the gap in the telephone booth door, and moved forward into the distance.
That's the direction of home.
He has to go back and check.
The current time is April 25th, and the day before Luo Zheyu went to sleep and traveled through time to become the Malice in the Mirror, it was already May 3rd.
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Inside the room, under the bright light, there was only the occasional sound of turning pages of books and the ticking of the clock on the wall.
After reading a stack of information, Xie Jue closed his eyes tiredly, rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers, folded the information neatly and put it aside, then took out the key, opened the huge bookcase behind him, and found a new stack of information.
“Ding ding ding ding ding~”
The phone on the table vibrated and rang.
Xie Jue turned around and answered the phone.
"What's wrong?"
"Captain, that spirit has been moving rapidly towards Province R and has now left the province!" Zhao Xu's voice came from the phone.
"...Okay, I understand. Just take a rest and don't worry about it."
"Ah, Captain, but...the groups of people in the R Province Supervisory Commission are fighting so chaotically..." Zhao Xu said hesitantly. The people in the R Province Supervisory Commission are not like those in their province, who have a powerful person like Xie Jue to deter them.
The people below were divided into several groups, each operating in their own camp, and even trying to trip each other up. In this situation, even some slightly difficult tasks became a mess, let alone catching that cunning and powerful spirit.
"Zhao Xu." Xie Jue interrupted him. "My jurisdiction only covers this province."
"I don't want to manage other places, and I can't manage them either."
"...Okay, Captain."
After a moment of silence, Xie Jue softened his tone and said, "I have carefully read the information. The evil in the mirror always exists by relying on the original body. Even if it replaces the original body, it is just a change from dependence to symbiosis."
"How's the matter with Wen Ruiqing going?"
"We are verifying the victim's identity information. Since... the information provided by the reporter is relatively comprehensive, it will be clarified soon." Zhao Xu replied.
"Wen Ruiqing will be shot, and the malice in his mirror will disappear."
The other side suddenly fell silent.
After more contact, you will realize that among these non-human spirits and ghosts, some are intelligent, and most of them are just like humans, some are good and some are evil, and have their own thoughts and feelings.
Xie Jue's behavior of grabbing the other party without explaining anything was partly due to his personality, and partly because most new creatures were ignorant, so even if they explained something, the other party would not understand. They also had powers that ordinary people did not possess, and could not distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, so they could easily cause trouble.
But it is impossible for Wen Ruiqing to avoid being shot just because there is a spirit that depends on him for survival.
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Looking at the office building in front of him, Luo Zheyu hesitated to move forward.
It is now April 27th, 10:50 in the morning.
Luo Zeye should be in the company office.
As long as I go upstairs, I can...see my real relatives for the first time in the world I traveled through in my dreams.
But the time difference between the two worlds, plus the fact that the public phone suddenly exploded for no reason the night before just as Luo Zheyu opened his mouth, made him afraid to step forward.
He had no idea about the principle behind his ability to travel through time in his sleep.
Now, the world I travel through in my dreams seems to overlap with the real world. If I rashly contact my relatives in reality, will it put them in danger?
After hesitating for a while, Luo Zheyu slowly took a few steps back and finally turned around and left.
…
“Ding Dong…Ding Dong…”
Press the doorbell.
A tall man wearing a white shirt and a bright-colored tie loosely tied around his collar, revealing his fair and delicate collarbone, and a pair of sharp and intimidating peach blossom eyes, was waiting quietly at the door.
Inside the house, leaning on a wooden recliner, a slender and pale boy was holding a book and reading it carefully.
The semi-long black hair is soft and delicate, and a few strands of hair gently stick to the pale cheeks.
After hearing the doorbell, the boy turned the book in his hand upside down and stood up, revealing his tall and slender figure.
He walked towards the door step by step.
Outside the door, the handsome young man stared at the door, waiting quietly.
"Click." The door handle turned in the boy's hand.
The door slowly opened.
Inside and outside the door, it seems like two different worlds.
The two people, with different figures and looks, raised their eyes and made eye contact.
The same clear and sharp eyes, exactly the same expression.
Imprinted in the other person's eyes.
The whole world seemed to have turned white.
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