At this time, a little boy ran out from a room in the orphanage in the distance.
His eyes seemed to have been gouged out alive, his body was somewhat deformed, and there was a nail stuck in his temple.
"Uncle, have you seen my football?"
The boy looked in Wang Ye's direction and asked.
"Call brother!"
Wang Ye squatted down and looked at the boy with a gentle smile on his face.
"Uncle, have you seen my football?"
The boy seemed to have not heard Wang Ye's words and still repeated his previous words. Even the tone, volume and tone were exactly the same.
"I saw it, over there."
Wang Ye nodded, walked to the slide, grabbed the hair of the head, pulled it over, and threw it at the boy's feet.
"Your ball."
But the boy didn't even look at it: "Uncle, did you see..."
Before the sound ended, Wang Ye directly grabbed the boy's neck, pressed his head and looked at the ground: "I said...your ball is here!"
Wang Ye's voice was full of coldness and he said calmly.
"uncle..."
...
Wang Ye stepped on his head on the ground with a little force.
Like a watermelon bursting into pieces.
"Now, do you see your football?"
Wang Ye's eyes flashed with danger.
"Thank you, brother."
The boy's voice paused, changed his words, turned around and left.
But Wang Ye's hand was still on his neck: "I found your football, but I haven't... yet."
"Brother, have you seen my ball?"
With a wave of energy, Wang Ye pulled out the Ghost Sword and placed it on the boy's shoulder.
The boy's steps paused, his body became a little stiff, and his voice became much deeper: "Mom said, everyone who bullies me will die."
"Uncle, are you bullying me?"
As he spoke, the boy slowly turned his head and stared at Wang Ye with his blind eyes, and streams of blood flowed from his eyes.
The next second...
Xiaosi's figure suddenly moved and appeared behind the boy. He touched his head skillfully with both hands. The next second...
His head was removed and Xiaosi held it up to Wang Ye and made a kicking motion.
Wang Ye:? ? ?
"I was just kidding, I don't want the ball..."
Xiao Si tilted his head, took the head back, and pressed it on the boy's neck again.
However, An rebelled.
The boy seemed to be frightened, and his body kept twisting, but Wang Ye's hands were like iron pliers, tightly grasping his collar.
Along with the sound of tearing, the clothes were broken.
The boy's chest was exposed, and his stomach seemed to have been neatly cut open with a knife. There were no internal organs inside.
Wang Ye also gave up his intention of continuing to observe the boy, took out the soul lamp and sealed it casually.
"It's a little weird."
As the boy was sealed, the surrounding scene flickered for a moment, but soon returned to normal, but the authenticity was slightly compromised.
It's like changing from ultra-clear to high-definition.
"There seems to be more than one ghost in this place."
"And these ghosts seem to be independent entities, but also like a whole. Although they are not strong, they can unite to form this kind of advanced ghost realm."
"What caused it?"
"And if a ghost soldier can ignore my shock, is it evenly divided?"
"With the alliance, will we have the strength of a ghost general?"
Wang Ye murmured to himself, with some expectation in his eyes.
As the little ghost was sealed, the dark wind gradually stopped, the voices of the children playing also fell silent, and everything fell into silence.
In the far corner, a child stretched out his head, glanced at Wang Ye from a distance, then quickly fled and disappeared.
"Hide and seek?"
"Hide well, brother is coming to find you."
For a moment, it seemed as if those children were human beings and Wang Ye was a ghost. Carrying a ghost sword and Xiaosi, he started wandering around the orphanage unscrupulously.
Kick open the door, this should be a bedroom.
There were two children's beds in the corner, as well as some damaged toys.
A ghostly aura floated faintly in the room.
In the quiet room, only Wang Ye's footsteps continued to echo, full of rhythm.
Wang Ye stopped in front of a children's bed.
"I seem..."
Wang Ye squatted down suddenly and looked under the bed: "I found you!"
A child-like ghost, his whole body was pressed against the bed board, and there was a hole in the back of his head, and blood was dripping from it.
After looking at each other with Wang Ye, the ghost crawled out from under the bed and ran away, holding a toy knife in his hand, which was stained with blood.
In the other hand, there is a heart, which is still beating.
Xiaosi's figure flashed and stood in front of him. Wang Ye held the soul lamp in his hand, and a wisp of cold flame rolled through it, sealing it.
The surrounding scenes dimmed a little again.
The main building remains unchanged, but the head and organs on the clothes drying pole in the yard are obviously much darker.
"The orphanage is real, is it just the scary atmosphere created by the ghost realm?"
Wang Ye suddenly lost interest.
Overestimating them.
In this case, this ghost seems a bit ordinary.
Judging from the degree of fading, there should be only the last one left.
Wang Ye walked around casually, and finally found a child holding a human-skin teddy bear in the corner of an abandoned warehouse.
After sealing it, the orphanage returned to normal.
The swing is still the same swing, but there are no bloody fingerprints on the hemp rope.
Clothes poles were covered in dust, organs and heads disappeared.
The entire orphanage looked a bit quaint and run-down, filled with the smell of aged wood.
This supernatural incident broke out suddenly and was easily solved.
However, Wang Ye knew that this level of supernatural events could be easily solved by Tianzhu himself. The most important reason why he was asked to come was because of his own life experience.
All general information about the orphanage... is in the director's office.
Wang Ye thought for a moment, found a room, and walked in.
There is a sign hanging at the door that says 'Dean's Office'
The room was very simple, with only a desk, a wooden chair, a bookcase against the wall, and a single bed in the corner.
But as time went by, it became covered with dust.
Wang Ye walked over.
Judging from the depth of the dust, there should have been a file or a few pieces of paper on the desk.
But it was taken away not long ago.
So there is an area where the dust is very light and has only recently fallen.
