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The prop master's voice trembled after screaming: "This, this..."
Lin Xun had already understood the level of fuss about this person. Looking at it, he saw that his figure was trembling slightly, and a kelp prop in his hand was shaking slightly.
In front of the props master, there was a mountain of tentacles. The ugliness and distortion of those tentacles became more complicated because they were intertwined, and Lin Xun felt a little nauseous when he saw it.
Lin Xun: "What's wrong?"
Prop Master: "Ah!"
Lin Xun stepped forward.
"You suddenly spoke, scaring me to death." The props teacher said.
Lin Xun: "What were you talking about just now?"
"This, that's it." The prop master pointed to a group of tangled tentacles scattered on the floor and said, "I'm blinded, I saw them moving, and now they're not moving anymore."
"Also..." He lowered his voice, half squatted on the floor, picked up a thin tentacle, and seemed to say to himself: "This material is too slippery, and things are piled here again, too heavy , it's scary to slip a little bit. Why does Gao Dao always play with these things? Last time, the late night youth hostel screwed me up. I was obviously not timid and had nightmares for several nights. Next time there is a Gao Dao I will never come to the movies again, how good it would be to make props for costume dramas."
Lin Xun smiled. The props master was eventually wiped out by Mrs. Butterfly's illusion, and no longer remembers those things that go against the materialist worldview, but the memory can be modified, but the emotions are deeply engraved in it, still a person who was once scared to death the poor man.
While speaking, the entire tentacle pile moved again.
The prop master reached out and grabbed a human header that rolled off the top and piled it aside: "It's really slippery."
As he spoke, he was still stroking the surface of the tentacles.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Xun unzipped his backpack and slammed it up with his backhand!
"What's wrong?" The prop master turned around, and when he turned around, he fell to the ground: "Ah!!!!"
Lin Xun used the keyboard to open a tentacle that suddenly fell from the ceiling. He sighed, changed the key to a sword, and stepped on the light body technique. meters or so. He looked around and saw silence. Only the prop master shivered and picked up the tentacle that fell from the ceiling: "This... how did it come from?"
"Alive." Lin Xun said.
At the same time, the system beeps.
"Trigger the side quest 'The Lost Shore'. Quest description: In places you can't see, anything is happening."
"Mission goal: escape the water mist."
"Quest reward: Chaos treasure chest x1, spiritual power +10."
"Hint: Contains hidden tasks, please explore."
There was something strange about this place, which he had expected for a long time, so he kept observing the surroundings with his Heavenly Eyes on. Just now, a code flashed and flashed. He subconsciously blocked and knocked down a tentacle that fell from the ceiling for some reason. He didn't think that the danger lurking here did not come from Director Gao Liao, but from these props that were randomly stacked in the corners.
The underground haunted house seemed to be a prop too.
Prop Master: "Don't scare me on purpose."
Lin Xun didn't talk nonsense with him, he brought up his back collar and dragged him back! The ground slipped, and the prop master slid out two meters at once, landed on his back, and planted a somersault, saying, "You!"
Lin Xun didn't talk nonsense with him, but it was too late when he said it, and three ugly tentacles with flesh pink suddenly rushed out of the tentacles!
He quickly mobilized the code, and with him as the center, the three sword energies blasted away in three different directions, facing the tentacles, making three dull "dong, dong, dong" sounds.
The texture of the tentacles is definitely not as soft and smooth as the prop master said, like jelly, but soft on the outside and hard on the inside, which is what Lin Xun heard from the voice. These three sword qi are his normal level, and Kankan only cut off half of the tentacles, which shows that these tentacles are definitely not the cultivation of ordinary Jindan stage.
Lin Xun: "Qi Yun!"
"Ah?" Qi Yun's unknown voice came from a distance.
Lin Xun took a few steps back and looked around cautiously with the keyboard: "There is something here, come and help."
"Do you still have a conscience?" Qi Yun said, "I'm going to gasp when I walk, don't you know?"
Lin Xun: "You think of a way!"
Just as he was talking, another thick tentacle stretched out from another corner of the room and came quietly behind him, like an African giant python, twisting and circling, as if trying to entangle him.
But who is Lin Xun? He is a person with celestial eye technique. One second before the tentacles officially launched the attack, he turned around abruptly. The extremely compressed sword light was like a truly indestructible blade, with a piercing scream and tentacles. Collide! After a dull sound, three-quarters of the tentacles were gouged out, the gel material splashed, Lin Xun pressed the keyboard, and another blow, the tentacles landed softly.
- Landing in front of the props master.
The prop master who fell on his back and fell to the ground used all four limbs, crawled back quickly, his face was white, and he couldn't speak clearly: "You... I... this... "
This is not the first time that Lin Xun has seen this person so scared that he is insane.
"Fuck." Qi Yun's slow footsteps gradually approached: "What are you doing?"
"It's nothing." Lin Xun slowly retreated while guarding the surroundings: "There are monsters, the props are alive."
"Those tentacles?"
"Well," Lin Xun said, "you are the same kind, be careful."
"Go away, I'm a fish, not an octopus."
"Anyway, your hometown is in the water."
"Pull it down, I'm a freshwater fish."
In the mist, he bumped into each other back to back.
Lin Xun: "Be careful!"
The sound of breaking wind came, and at the same time, an unpleasant smell came over. Each of the ten tentacles came from different directions, and each had its own ugliness, sweeping towards them from invisible places!
Lin Xun clicked the keyboard several times, and the sword energy in the sky condensed in the air, and then stabbed in that direction. The sword energy was thin or thick, and its shape was large and small. Different strengths and strengths correspond to different thicknesses and lengths. The tentacles attacked the ten tentacles as if they had their own minds!
"Fuck," Qi Yun blurted out an inappropriate wording: "Why are you still using my sword energy? Did you give me money?"
"Go out and give it to you." Lin Xun said, "Thank you."
"No," Qi Yun said, "although your sword qi belongs to me, why are they different?"
Lin Xun: "I adjusted it."
"Impossible." Qi Yun: "A talent like me can only send out forty-nine identical sword qi at the same time, and they can't be changed individually. How can you be multitasking? I'm not convinced."
Lin Xun wanted to turn around and use the keyboard to slap Qi Yun's head hard. In this urgent situation, this person is still in the mood to smash the skills of cultivating immortals and practicing swords.
His "multitasking" is actually not an exclusive stunt, nor is it because of his relatively high IQ.
—Because he loaded the operating system, a qualified operating system.
Five functions of the operating system: process and processor management, job management, storage management, device management, and file management. It is because of these functions that the machine can run in an orderly manner, handling the complex tasks assigned to it by the user. Processes, that is, operations for different characters, occur on computers all the time. How can a qualified computer only maintain the operation of one process
Under the deployment of the operating system, how difficult is it to execute multiple tasks in parallel
However, facing Qi Yun, he couldn't explain it this way.
So he said: "Because I am the Yuan Ying."
"Ah????" Qi Yun let out an inhuman scream, and started a duet with the prop master curled up in the corner.
"Fuck!" Qi Yun screamed suddenly after screaming.
This feisty Jianxiu seems to have collapsed. Lin Xun intends to reason with him after he escapes the danger. Jianxiu should practice his sword well, and don't pester his senior brother to eat meat, play games, and cherish being in the bathtub. A time of quiet meditation.
Just thinking about this, he suddenly shuddered.
He felt a little cold behind him. It was obviously warm just now. For the convenience of defense, he and Qi Yun stuck to each other back to back.
Can not help but a little cold, and a little... empty.
He turned his head sharply, and there was nothing but white mist behind him. Where was Qi Yun's figure
"Qi Yun?" Lin Xun shouted.
There seemed to be a rustling sound in the distance.
Lin Xun: "Where are you?"
"I'm here..." Qi Yun's weak voice came from the right, as if on the verge of suffocation.
"Something caught my foot and dragged me away, you fucking… come here! I really can't fight right now."
Lin Xun flew over, and saw a pile of tentacles surging, Qi Yun was lying on the ground, who was simply struggling, the tentacles had swallowed Qi Yun's calf, they continued to go up, and another tentacle was tightly entangled. Qi Yun's right wrist. Lin Xun turned the key into a sword, and chopped at the tentacle. The tentacle snapped. Qi Yun freed up his hands and fluttered helplessly in the air a few times before grabbing Lin Xun's hand. Lin Xun pushed him out. Pull, he also tried to come this way, writhing his legs, trying to get rid of the tentacles that were firmly entangled in him.
"Don't pull!" His voice suddenly became miserable.
Lin Xun's actions paused.
"Fuck, there is a sucker, and the skin on my leg was pulled." Qi Yun took a few breaths: "It hurts, don't pull, you hit the tentacles first."
Lin Xun pulled him with one hand, neither pulling him out nor letting him be pulled back by the tentacles.
"Ah!!!" Qi Yun screamed again, and the screams of the props master in the distance came one after another: "Don't hit! If you hit them, they will move, and if they move, I will hurt!"
In a dilemma, Lin Xun looked around to see what tools he had.
No.
The whole room was empty, and there was no sword that Jianxiu could use, except for the tentacles that were fog.
fog...
Mist!
He looked up suddenly!
Fog maker!
There is one on his left hand, he rushed over, fumbled a few times, and turned the power to the maximum.
At the same time, the sword energy was surging, and the tentacles that wanted to wrap around him retreated in a circle.
"You just let me go??" One tentacle had wrapped around Qi Yun's neck, and the rest had engulfed his lower body. Qi Yun's long hair was also grabbed by the tiny tentacles, leaving only the upper body exposed. Outside, the image is miserable and helpless.
"Hold on." Lin Xun concentrated on dealing with the tentacles who wanted to pull him in too, and from time to time looked at the prop master who was crawling on the floor in the distance. Although this person was a little less courageous than the last time we met, he didn't faint, and he could still understand what he said. It can be seen that the experience of the underground haunted house has invisibly exercised his psychological quality.
When it was too late, Lin Xun ran to the center of the wall and turned on all the fog machine switches!
There was a humming sound like a tide on the side of the room, and the white fog became much thicker. It was not like fog, it could be called rain. Lin Xun's face was smeared by the fog, and the air in front of him was almost dripping with water. He felt like he was swimming in the water. He said loudly to Qi Yun who was about to be submerged: "Is this concentration enough? Can you transform?"
Qi Yun: "Huh?"
"You are a fish!" Lin Xun said, "You are a water ghost!"
The voice fell, and the dark green scales gradually grew from the roots of Qi Yun's ears and slowly spread to the cheeks. And he clenched a tentacle tightly, and the fingers that were competing with it gradually became more slender, the nails exuded a dark green color, long and sharp, and clasped into the tentacles.
"Fuck," only Qi Yun said, "You are a genius."