Four fiery gazes fell on Xiaohong at the same time.
The only female ghost in red in the dungeon who can freely enter and exit the mirror, Xiaohong: "..."
It raised its head in disbelief, and before it could speak, Tang Xinjue grabbed his hand and pushed it beyond the red line on the mirror.
Tang Xinjue nodded: "There is no harm, the death rules for candidates will not work for NPCs."
This means that although they cannot leave their positions, Xiaohong can move freely.
"Then the next test is..."
She raised the toilet bowl again, "became me."
Seeing the rubber head, in order not to ask for trouble, Xiao Hong subconsciously changed Tang Xinjue's facial features, and then suddenly realized: "??? Wait, what are you doing—"
The toilet slammed like a rainbow, directly putting the female ghost's face back into the mirror.
Then the head, limbs... As the wet body submerged most of the mirror again, a chill came from the rubber head.
Sure enough, once back in the mirror, the power of the ghost will be greatly increased.
Xiaohong also felt the power of recovery, her face was overjoyed, and she immediately used her hands and feet to get back into the mirror, trying to take this opportunity to escape.
Just when she was about to completely enter the mirror, a huge pulling force suddenly came from the back of her head, and with a "stab", the whole ghost froze.
Tang Xinjue's soft voice came from outside the mirror: "I'm sorry, I scratched some of your hair."
When she said this, she stretched her hand, and a large handful of black hair fell into the sink, and the other half was connected to the female ghost's scalp, precariously falling.
Xiaohong: How many do you call this
In the short moment when her movements stopped, the toilet lever had already blocked her neck with a slanted stab, and picked her out again, and the whole ghost fell down on the sink, as if the brief hope just now was just a dream.
Within two seconds, Tang Xinjue raised his eyes when his keen senses detected a change in the environment.
At the position of the mirror where she was directly corresponding, the red lines on both sides disappeared without a sound, and her normal reflection also appeared in the mirror, and the oppressive and cold feeling born from it also dissipated without a trace.
Tang Xinjue took off his coat without hesitation, put it on the sink and slowly rolled it out, until it reached Zheng Wanqing's position.
The other three held their breath.
When the coat is withdrawn, it neither disappears nor is it damaged. Tang Xinjue's eyebrows twitched, and when he tried to reach out again, it was replaced by his own hand.
Zheng Wanqing was still worried: "Be careful!"
In a hurry, she almost forgot that she had lost her forearm, and wanted to pick up Tang Xinjue. She didn't remember that she had no hands until she reached down from her waist.
The severed arm shook twice in the air in vain, looking a bit dazed.
Tang Xinjue had successfully retracted his hand, and it was still intact.
This time she held a protective talisman in her mouth, and while dragging Xiao Hong, she raised her legs and walked to Zheng Wanqing's side. After entering the mirror completely, she continued to walk forward.
From Zheng Wanqing, Zhang You to Guo Guo's position, and walked along the outside of the sink, Tang Xinjue confirmed:
"I can also act normally here now."
With a high probability, through the entry and exit just now, the rules of the dungeon have determined that she "dead" in the plot, and she is no longer subject to the original restrictions.
Seeing that this method was really useful, the atmosphere in the bathroom suddenly lifted.
Zheng Wanqing couldn't wait any longer: "Quickly get this one out of me too. The space is too small now, I can't even use [a fist the size of a sandbag]."
Guo Guo's angry shout immediately stabbed from the farthest distance: "Miss, calm down! You lost half of your hand, and you still want to use your fist!"
Zheng Wanqing pretended not to hear, if it wasn't for her inconvenient right now, she probably would have gone straight to stalking the female ghost.
Xiaohong, who was being dragged around on the sink like a human-shaped rag: "..."
No, it can't take it anymore.
No ghost can bear such humiliation!
Xiaohong stretched out her hand suddenly, turned her neck 180 degrees in a strange arc, and grabbed Tang Xinjue's arm:
"Wait! I have other methods that can also let you pass the level!"
Seeing the girl's glance, it quickly continued: "This method is also very fast. I personally operate it to guarantee a 199% success rate. As long as you bear with it, you can exchange for the disappearance of certain body parts, such as fingers and ears. , toes..."
Tang Xinjue looked away and continued to drag her forward.
"Wait, are you really not thinking about it? Just let me go and I'll do it for you! Just—"
This time, she directly gagged her mouth when she hit the toilet, and in Xiaohong's resentful dead fish eyes, she fell into the mirror again.
Five minutes later, Zheng Wanqing and Zhang You loosened their shackles one after another. Zhang You hurriedly took out the healing medicine talisman in his pocket, wrapped Zheng Wanqing's wound into a mummy ball, poured out a bottle of water and a box of biscuits, Let the roommate who has lost too much blood replenish his strength.
Finally, she took out a bundle of hemp rope from her pocket, and together with Tang Xinjue, tied up Xiaohong tightly.
Xiaohong yelled: "You all have money to buy space bags, and you even come to bully ghosts in C-level dungeons. The quality of your candidates this year is really rubbish!"
Zhang You took out a spectacle cloth to wipe his glasses: "I'm just an ordinary pocket. It seems that you didn't even know how to organize things when you were alive. No wonder you threw your laptop and phone around after you died, and even lost your own head."
As soon as the mobile phone was mentioned, Xiaohong was immediately poked into the lung tube, and her face was as black as the bottom of a pot, "If you hadn't taken my mobile phone and sent random text messages, and caused me to lose my body, I would not have entered this broken dungeon …”
Tang Xinjue was unmoved: "If you don't want to be demoted again, stop talking nonsense."
Xiaohong shut up.
The last one that urgently needs to be unlocked is Guo Guo.
Just when Xiao Hong was about to enter the mirror pretending to be Guo Guo again, Guo Guo suddenly shouted to stop.
She turned her head and said to Zheng Wanqing who was at the side: "It will probably run away when the plot is over. I'm not in a hurry to unlock it. Take revenge first."
The revenge she was referring to was Zheng Wanqing's missing half forearm.
After speaking, Guo Guo took a step back and gave up his seat to Zheng Wanqing.
Xiao Hong, who was leaning against the mirror and waiting boredly: "..."
It raised its head without saying a word, and under the shadow of covering the light, Zheng Wanqing's indistinguishable face came into view.
Zheng Wanqing raised her left hand, revealing a fist the size of a sandbag.
"Ahhh!"
Xiao Hong screamed, not because she was beaten, but because her fist the size of a sandbag grabbed its hair and pulled it out fiercely, causing the last few hairs of the ghost to die tragically.
Throwing away her hair, Zheng Wanqing patted her arm and said to Guo Guo: "Okay, now that she has no hair, even if she turns into your face again, she will be just a bald man who looks like you."
Tang Xinjue and Zhang You nodded in agreement.
They knew that at the end of the first exam, Xiao Hong's operation of replacing Guo Guo's face with a faceless human head left a huge shadow in Guo Guo's heart, and sometimes even worried about the drop in san value when looking in the mirror.
Pulling Xiaohong's hair now is not only revenge, but also to break the horror filter in Guo Guo's mind and let her let go of this brooding memory.
Sure enough, Guo Guo's expression changed slightly, but soon she shook her head badly again: "It's okay, I have such a unique temperament, and it couldn't imitate it."
Xiao Hong was so angry that she gritted her teeth, she didn't even want a few strands of her hair, and went back to the mirror in grief and indignation.
[Ding! The movie viewing progress has reached 100%... Now start the movie viewing quiz! ]
[Excuse me, what is the name of the ghost in the mirror in the movie? ]
[A, ice blue]
[B, Lena Green]
[C, glass purple]
[D, Shangyinghong]
The four looked at each other and said in unison: "Shang Yinghong!"
Xiao Hong viciously drew circles in the mirror and cursed them.
[Ding, the answer is correct! The on-site appreciation session has begun. Candidates are required to write their impressions of the film within 60 minutes, with no less than 1200 words]
The number of words after the impression has risen again.
Hearing the exam reminder, Xiaohong was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Hahaha, handwriting 1,200 words of impressions in an hour, how could it be possible to write it?"
"It deserves it! Let you use me as a customs clearance tool! Hard to kill you!"
Tang Xinjue ignored her, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a line on the sink: "I'll write six hundred, Zhang You Guoguo and you two three hundred each. Zheng Wanqing's hand is not handy, just keep an eye on Xiaohong. "
"The title of our impressions this time is..."
"To avoid ghosts and cats as an example, discuss the significance of repairing mirrors to the beauty and sustainable use of bathrooms."
Xiaohong: What words? Still fluff? Am I a bug
She was dumbfounded as several people quickly entered the mood, and she stretched out her head unwillingly to see what Tang Xinjue had written, but she stretched her head out too long and accidentally fell on Tang Xinjue's paper.
Tang Xinjue was expressionless: "Can interfering with the test taker's writing be a violation of the exam rules?"
Xiaohong shrank her neck quickly: "Wait, I didn't mean it! I'll go back now—huh?"
It suddenly stopped moving, and poked its head into Tang Xinjue's arms again, its nose moved, and the eyes of the dead fish instantly opened: "I said, why do you feel that there is something strange on your body... so it is a mark?"
Tang Xinjue paused, raised his eyelids to look at it: "What mark?"
Xiaohong smelled it for a while, raised the corners of her mouth, and showed an exaggerated smile that reached to the ears: "So you don't know... This is a sign from a high level, which means someone remembers you."
"After being marked, your trajectory will approach it unknowingly until we meet again, giggling..."
"In other words, you are being targeted!"