"Xue Tinghai..."

Ji Li silently recited the person's name in his heart, and there was nothing unusual on his face.

But after the rest of the people got the news, they had different ideas.

"The role of no less than two sinful objects..."

This name is enough to be daunting when you hear it, even though they have not yet truly seen the power of sinful objects.

But the news that was enough to resist the attack of ghosts alone understood how difficult it was to obtain this thing, and Xue Tinghai held two types of people alone, even more than that.

Then, it can be seen how difficult it will be for him to deal with.

Fang Shenyan raised his palm, and it was empty at the moment, but he knew that once he entered the mission, it would appear on its own.

"We know very little about sin, but I can talk about my sin, the ghost eye."

This is an important information that Fang Shenyan had delayed for a long time before he spoke out. After all, sinful objects are too rare for the current Seventh Branch.

"The function of the ghost eye is to break the illusion. This illusion is not just a trick, but includes the soul attack of ghosts.

In other words, I can't resist the ghosts' real action and have no ability to resist.

And every time I use it, I will show signs of mental depression and weakness, and every time I use it actively, the cooling period will last for up to half an hour."

This is a sin!

It is of wide use and very large, but every use will cause it to cool down and will have strong side effects.

The cost of using sin objects will make some of the original physical functions weak. If the sin objects have higher effects, it is very likely that sequelae alone can cause people to lose their ability to move.

This is a double-edged sword.

Fang Shenyan's ghost eyes do not belong to confrontational sins, but are similar to a kind of functionality.

With Fang Shenyan's explanation, everyone has a deeper understanding of the ideas of sinful objects.

But Ji Li, Yu Guo and four old clerks in Tongguan looked at him because in the later stage of the last mission, they all knew that Ghost Eye had another function.

His ghost eyes can see the movements of other ghosts...

And this is the real and core role of Ghost Eye, but Fang Shenyan did not say it out loud, so he must have his own ideas.

Ji Li didn't say it, but changed the topic and said:

“There are sins in the joint mission, and I guess the main contradiction between us and the fourth branch is still in the sins.

According to the guess, if this mission is special, the effect of the sin object will be even better. For us now, we must get it."

And gradually, Ji Li felt a little strange.

After the information on the sinful objects mentioned by Fang Shenyan, he felt a sense of familiarity, and the effect of his resurrection from the dead, including the sequelae of personality...

Is it very similar to sin?

Although he understood that these two were not one thing at all, because he was a human being, not the same thing.

However, this strange coincidence made Ji Li feel more confused.

"Xiao Qianduye, have you ever heard of something supernatural happening near the Sunset Bridge in Kyoto?" Yu Guo touched his chin and looked at the only Japanese in the team.

Xiao Qianduye was a little embarrassed, but in fact she had not completely recovered from that shock until now.

She looked very dazed now. Just listening to the conversation between Ji Li and others made her frightened. When she heard Yu Guo’s sudden inquiry, she was shocked.

"Ah? Too...too many..."

“What does too much… mean?”

Xiao Qianduye held the corner of his clothes with both hands. The originally neat clothes had become a little messy, but it also alleviated some of the urgency:

"There are many urban legends in Kyoto. Just near the Sunset Bridge, I always hear people say that there are some cannibal ghosts and women who comb their hair in the middle of the night..."

The more she talked, the less she was, and even the girl and Shuitun boy said it.

The Japanese are more superstitious about these urban stories than the Chinese. Most of them still believe that there are ghosts in the world.

There are very few in China. If you didn’t enter a hotel, most of you would never have thought that there were really ghosts in the world.

Ji Li waved her hand, knowing that she couldn't find anything valuable, so she interrupted her narrative and stood up from the chair.

"For this mission, Xiao Chiduye must be kept as much as possible. She is our eyes and ears in Kyoto."

This was immediately recognized by everyone. If a local person died early, their next task would be difficult.

Ji Li glanced at the watch and said to several clerks:

"In five minutes to pack up the task items, we will set off quickly and head to Kyoto!"

...

On November 3, the plane passed through the gloomy air layer, drew an invisible white line, and flew towards Japan.

In the remaining forty minutes, a plane full of living people will land in a foreign land.

I heard that it is snowing now, and passengers in Yama Akishi rarely see snowflakes during this season, and there is a bit noisy and exciting in the cabin.

Some Japanese were shocked, because it would not snow in Kyoto this month, which was a miraculous celestial phenomenon.

Ji Li's pale and handsome face was reflected in the dim window, and he was looking at the sky all the way.

Although it was already dark, nothingness and indifference fell into the gray-black pupils.

This was Ji Li's first flight. He forgot about his past experiences. His current freshman grew up in this place called a hotel but actually hell.

He has never been to any place, and even the registration information was deliberately forged by the hotel for him.

It seems that the meaning of Ji Li's existence is to perform tasks, and there is no life of his own apart.

But his eyes were very clear now, as if he was not looking at darkness, but fluttering snowflakes.

Ji Li knew that it would not snow at Kyoto at this time, so why is it snowing at this moment...

It should be that the ghost knew they were coming and was greeting in this way.

Then you can imagine how strong this ghost would be...

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I heard that the snow is beautiful, representing beauty and hope.

They fell from the sky like a firework falling from the sky.”

Fang Shenyan sat next to Ji Li and said something he could not say.

Ji Li finally spoke up and said the first sentence of this period:

"Snow is born from the clouds and dies when touching the ground. It represents not hope, but extinction..."

A muffled sound disrupted the conversation between the two. A man in a suit came from the front row and stumbled when he passed by Fang Shenyan.

The man looked a little panicked, but he was quite polite. He bowed to Fang Shenyan, who looked bad and said a sentence in Japanese.

I guess it was a word like sorry, so I hurried to the bathroom.

The man's eyes were red, as if he had just been sleeping uneasy on the trip and had just woken up by a nightmare.

He stumbled and pushed open the bathrooms, opened the sluice gate, and slapped his numb face with cold water.

The man in the mirror had a paler face, only his blood-covered eyes highlighted the only color in the black and white tones.

But then, he suddenly widened his eyes.

His arms suddenly became extremely stiff, extending to both sides, standing parallel to his shoulders, but his forearms fell down weakly.

The two knees bent forward slightly, and one step was staggered, and the two feet were intertwined.

The entire limb showed an awkward and weird posture, as if he was doing some difficult dance.

But when you look closely, it feels like someone suddenly breaking his limbs and posing in this shape.

"Click!"

At the same time, his neck broke in response to the sound, as if a pair of hands grabbed his hair and broke his neck, and his head was planted backwards.

The man did not fall down, but he posed in this puppet-like position and died in the bathroom.
Chapter completed!