This face and this look turned into ashes, and you can recognize it.

When the room opens, it does not appear as the ghost in the information mentioned by Lan Yu, but rather Ji Li, who stays in Qingyuan Community.

This scene brought her great shock.

Shao Yongan was almost dead, and the way to implement the life at such a cost has already failed.

But Chang Nian couldn't leave.

What you see after the room was opened was beyond everyone's expectations, but it also brought a brand new clue.

Chang Nian didn't know what she should do, but she walked slowly into the guest room cautiously.

As she gradually approached, with the help of the dim moonlight, she finally realized that Ji Li was not familiar.

Facing the window ridge and sitting on the bed, the back looks a bit transparent on this watery night.

The light reflected on the glass could penetrate his figure and hit the white sheets.

The closer you are to the regular thoughts, the more obvious a sense of uneasiness becomes, as if something beyond control will happen once you come into contact with it.

But she dared not to advance and wanted to retreat.

Such a strange appearance of Ji Li in an important mission location must indicate a special clue.

If she retreats like this, she will probably miss it forever.

Thinking of this, her right hand slowly clenched her fist, and her little finger began to outline a totem in her palm.

At the same time, she began to stick to the wall and gradually moved closer to the figure from a broader perspective.

As the distance narrowed, Chang Nian had a clearer angle to observe Ji Li in front of him.

Judging from his appearance, he looks exactly the same as Ji Li, including his outfit and style.

It’s just that he obviously has an inhuman characteristic, and the most direct manifestation is that he is like a translucent person.

Just like those floating ghosts in the movie.

When Chang Nian came to Ji Li's side, she was surprised to find that there was something very familiar in the other person's hand.

It was a page-turning calendar.

The shape of the calendar is no different from the one I saw on Nong Yueke’s desk.

At this angle, you can clearly see that Ji Li's two fingers passed through the silver ring on the calendar and hooked on the upper side of the digital card.

Holding this calendar in a posture of holding the moon in my arms.

What surprised Chang Nian the most was that the dates on the calendar were subtle and the one I saw before.

On Nong Yueke's table, the date is displayed as: "12.18"; while the date held by Ji Li in his hand is displayed as: "12.15"...

Chang Nian took a breath. The two dates on these two calendars made her feel as if her hair was upright.

Because she saw a complete mission period from Nong Yueke and Ji Li.

This obviously indicates something.

She stared at Ji Li, who ignored her and sat silently, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

However, at the same time, the originally closed window suddenly became blown open by the wind.

A large amount of ashes were like snowflakes, and were caught in the strong wind and could not be blown into the house.

Chang Nian subconsciously blocked her hands in front of her, witnessing her whole room full of ashes.

Under this strange scene, Ji Li, who was originally sitting on the bed motionless, slowly stood up and turned his head.

He stared at Chang Nian quietly with an unreadable look.

The air fell into a dead silence, and only the sound of the wind blowing ashes was secretly causing trouble.

...

The wind blowing into the ashes world is now blowing into reality.

Ji Li had already arrived in the guest room, and was standing in front of the window, looking silently at the glass window that was swaying in the wind.

Looking at the night view, he seemed to see a piece of ashes floating from a distant place and falling on the window ridge.

While looking at the glass window, he saw a blurry and transparent shadow and stood in front of the bed.

He was only one step away from that shadow, but no one moved.

Ji Li looked at the glass quietly, and under the reflection of the moonlight, he saw another self.

Another self, also looked at him under the reflection of the moonlight.

Time seemed to be extremely slow when the door opened.

Every second is stretched to such a minute.

Ji Li knew that this was because he triggered some extremely important plot, and it was also the last time limit for him.

He looked at the other self behind the glasses deeply, turned silently and looked at the head of the bed.

At the head of the bed, there are seventeen digital cards.

They are divided into four neat rows in the form of four rows.

The remaining one is placed on the pillow in an extremely unsocial form, indicating its uniqueness.

Four rows, but in fact, they can be regarded as two parts.

Because these neat sixteen numeric cards represent two complete dates.

Top row: 12.14; bottom row: 12.13.

Some vague guesses came to Ji Li's mind, and he understood what he was going to do.

So at this moment when he started at 20:07:40, he picked up the first digital card in the first row.

The first picture: Deng Yiwen, the spiritual communication begins.

At this moment, the two souls merge into one, and the living will communicate with the dead and see the scenes of the past.

The second picture: Wen Yongxin, the spiritual communication begins.

The third picture: Niu Luo, the spiritual communication begins.

The fourth picture...

The fifth picture...

...

The sixteenth picture...

The time has come to 20:07:56, and the last four seconds are left before this minute is over.

But in 16 seconds, Ji Li had completed the psychic communication of 16 digital cards.

Huge, confused information is desperately woven into the mind.

The strong wind blew Ji Li's long hair. He knelt on the head of the bed, pinching the last number card tightly in his hand, and his headache was about to break.

In just sixteen seconds, Ji Li's brain squeezed in on December 14 and December 13, a total of sixteen dead clues were found.

A large amount of intelligence converge allowed him to see all the passing of the first day of the mission and the second day of the mission alone.

All the mysteries that once were perfectly revealed at this moment.

“The calendar is not a life path, it is just a symbolic item for the beginning and end of a task.

I am the biggest dead end, and the real life.

I am the origin of everything, and this task and rules were created by me.

Because on December 13, my soul was pulled away and locked into the guest room.

It became the core of starting this task, taking charge of the calendar, and becoming the rule..."

Ji Li raised his blood-covered eyes and looked at the door.

Nong Yueke was lying on the door, staring at him with a cowardly and mysterious look.

In the tender and crisp childish voice, the familiar poems are read again:

“Someone was knocking on the door, and my mother asked me to open it.

When I opened the door, I saw a person who did not exist stood there.

Where, where?

Who is outside the door?

It's me who is outside the door.

There, it's here."

In Ji Li's gray and black pupils, another non-existent self was reflected, holding a "12.15" calendar in his hand.
Chapter completed!