There was a paranormal space right outside the Greenleaf Paranormal Agency;
Gu Mo could hear the wind coming from it;
Ye Qing's childhood friend had disappeared there;
The ghost officers had escorted ghosts to Workers and Peasants Sixth Village, and that paranormal space had devoured a great many of them...
But if that was really the reason, then when I'd succeeded in destroying the paranormal space in Huixiang, Ye Qing could have asked me to destroy the one in Workers and Peasants Sixth Village too, couldn't he?
"Maybe what he wants isn't to destroy the paranormal space, but to use it?" the Thin Man suddenly offered.
His words struck me like a bolt of thunder.
I immediately thought of what Ye Qing had called "judgment." What he wanted to change wasn't the paranormal space, but the world itself.
So he wanted to use the paranormal space as leverage to change the world?
How would he do that?
I couldn't imagine it.
Chen Xiaoqiu said calmly, "That's not my guess. I think Ye Qing may have seen a limit to Lin Qi's abilities in this matter. Lin Qi can deal with paranormal spaces that no one else can handle, so the limit we'd worried about before—the limit on how far back he could turn time—might not exist. At the very least, that limit could be much farther back than we'd thought, not just a day or two."
Though they were different kinds of things, it seemed logical to conclude that the entrance to a paranormal space held more power than something like a Treasure Bowl, and more power than a living person.
Chen Xiaoqiu's theory made sense.
I hadn't worried in a long time about whether my abilities could accomplish something. Before, I'd hoped that the point in time needed to