The Lord of Reincarnation

Inside the boy's room.

The symbols painted with blood on the ground have a coquettish and evil feeling.

In the center of many rituals, there is a black notebook.

Hei Jie was on the side, lit the candle, looked at this scene nervously, and prayed with words in his mouth: "The solution to this matter, the solution to this matter..."

Woohoo!

There seemed to be a cold wind blowing around, whirling in the airtight room, making his pores tremble.

Sudden.

The blood-colored symbols on the ground, as if alive, converged on the opened notebook and were swallowed by a page.

inside the notebook.

‘Can do it! ’

"The ability of "Dong Xuan Mi Lu" is also useful in this world. Although it has been weakened to a certain extent... but it is much better than my Yuanshen...'

Fang Xian felt that his Primordial Spirit power was rapidly being consumed, and at least half of the spirituality he plundered today was spent.

'Depend on! Losing money this time! ’

The next moment, a scene appeared in front of his eyes:

It was a street in this city. In an office building, a woman wearing black high heels, who looked like a professional woman, was throwing a document on her desk: "I was on vacation, but I was also arrested. It's unfortunate to be assigned to the task, all the information on the Third Pedestrian Street has been handed over, since it is confirmed as a 'weird case', that 'root thing' must be contained and sealed!"

...

'Oh? It seems that there are many similar things, and there are special processing agencies? ’

Fang Xian nodded: 'Just in time for Hei Jie to get in touch and understand the truth of this world... By the way, this test proves that my divination ability is still there, and I can charge...'

As for the worst consequences, the big deal is that the notebook is handed over, sealed and contained.

He slept deeply for a while, and ran away after the reincarnation disk was fully charged.

What's more, the results of the divination show that this is not a bad thing.

Well, when Fang Xian was doing divination, he definitely took his own safety into consideration, and it was the first priority.

...

Heijie held his breath, staring at the notebook without blinking.

The next moment, he saw a line of dark red text, as if written in blood, emerge from the notebook:

‘Hayson Street, 32! ’

——This is the address plate of the office building Fang Xian saw.

"Really?"

Heijie was surprised and delighted.

The next moment, he saw that there were ten marks in the bottom of the page representing the blood spirit divination.

This is the new rule given by Fang Xian.

This time it is free. Next time, if you don’t fill the spirituality represented by these ten gouyu, will you move your notebook when you look at it?

After all, divination is also very labor-intensive.

He only needs ten times the cost, which is already very conscientious.

Hei Jie didn't know that his welfare had passed, and at this time he couldn't help but want to divination again: "This blood spirit divination is true, so is the extraordinary foundation laid in front of it? I am too happy... No, I still I need to do another divination to see where my girlfriend is... Wait, let's settle today's affairs first."

He thought for a while, put the notebook on his back, opened the window, and turned out.

...

Hayson Street, 32.

Heijie glanced at the towering building and walked into the gate.

At this time, the sky was already dark, but the lights in the building were bright, and the two welcoming ladies stood at the door, standing tall and straight, with a well-trained smell.

Heijie raised his head and glanced at a commercial label next to him - 'Datong Funeral Service Company'!

"I must be crazy to come to this place at night! More importantly, what should I say? Do I think I should come here?"

Hei Jie was entangled in his heart.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

At this time, Miss Yingbin stepped forward and asked gently.

"me……"

Heijie stuttered.

At this time, a woman in a black suit and black high-heeled shoes was walking down the stairs. When she saw Hei Jie, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Let him come up and bring him to my office!"

Hei Jie glanced at the woman, and his first reaction was that she was tall, at least 1.8 meters tall, which made him feel very ashamed.

Following the tall figure, after walking into an office, the tall woman sat directly behind the desk and pointed to the sofa: "Sit down, the survivor of the strange case, the new sword bearer!"

"You... what did you say? I don't understand!"

Heiji jumped up like a spring was installed under his butt.

The tall slender woman smiled and threw a volume of files on the table in front of Hei Jie.

Hei Jie opened it and saw a few photos. It was a skeleton lying on the ground, and photos of himself, Shang Han, Nei Er, and Lu Qiluo.

"This matter has been handed over to us. I originally planned to find you tomorrow, but I didn't expect you to come tonight and disturb my rest time after get off work...I have to work overtime...Introduce myself, I It's called Mei Li, the captain of the secret agency team, who specializes in handling strange cases!"

Mei Li stretched, like a lazy cat.

"Strange case, you mean... today's... Resentment?" Hei Jie's body trembled.

"I want to correct you, there is no resentment in the world!" Mei Li's expression suddenly became serious: "Our world is scientific and rigorous, resentment, or what is resentment? Literally Said, it is the soul that returns after death!"

"But science shows that the human soul is a mass of consciousness, and when the body dies, it dissipates, and there will be no resentment at all. If there is, wouldn't our world be filled with resentment long ago?!"

"Then the corpse I saw today..." Heijie asked, "What is it?"

"It's weird! Or... an image adopted by the root object, maybe it's just someone it killed or touched, it's like wearing a layer of camouflage, it doesn't matter at all!"

"Actually, I really hope that it is a grievance that a person turns into after death, because if this is the case, it means that there is a possibility of communication, and even if we die, we can also become a grievance to fight against it, and strange cases also It won't be so terrifying and...incomprehensible! When you have been exposed to a few strange cases, you will know that compared with the horror hidden under the skin of those people, the grievances that can be communicated in literary and artistic works can be called simply cute!"

Mei Li sighed: "Because it's not a resentment, the legendary rituals of removing spirits, exorcism, holy water, etc. are absolutely impossible to expel the weird! It's completely useless. If someone tells you that it works, it must be a liar. !"

Heijie took a deep breath: "You said so much, what is the weirdness?"

"I don't know..." Mei Li smiled bitterly: "One day, it suddenly appeared in our world, in a very ordinary image... For example, a pen, a book, a picture, and even... a piece of music , a hand, a curse that has no specific form at all! The only thing that is certain is that the strangeness can never be eliminated! No matter what method is used, even if it is completely destroyed, it will re-assemble and reappear!"

Hearing this, Hei Jie couldn't help grasping his schoolbag, thinking of the scene where he couldn't destroy his notebook before.

This let him know that his diary is also a 'weird thing'!