The moon wheel has slowly floated back into Yan Wei's hands.
He first saved Xu Miaomiao by getting stuck at the zero point of his undead skill, and at this moment he activated the most profound ability of the moon wheel without body index and perception, and consumed two layers in a row. The moon wheel just returned to his hand, He swayed, almost losing his footing.
Yan Wei took a deep breath, ignoring his obsession with cleanliness, he raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his cuff.
The light and shadow swayed slightly as the train moved, Yan Mingguang stood beside Xu Miaomiao outside the sliding door of the sleeper room, and stretched out his hand to Yan Wei: "Come out. You should rest."
The light like the day and the bright moon gradually faded away, the moon wheel rotated a few times, and completely quieted down in Yan Wei's hand. He looked out through the dim white light, and could only vaguely see the outline of Yan Mingguang, but couldn't see the other party's expression. But it must be cold with a unique gentleness.
Yan Wei subconsciously bypassed Ding Xiao and Xu Miaomiao, and walked to Yan Mingguang's side.
Lin Qing is right.
He's just playing dumb.
Even if he knows that he still lacks some trivial but crucial memories, even if he knows that Yan Mingguang still conceals some things from him, even if he knows that the trivial memories he lacks may be closely related to Yan Mingguang's secret, he still feels unconditionally—this person will not betray him.
Looking back now, the last time I went to the top dungeon, the maliciously pretending Yan Mingguang in the dungeon was far from the one in front of me. That low-level malice will only rely on the convenience of the building to absorb all the evil thoughts flowing in the world inside the building, exploit some loopholes in the rules, and the whole body is full of rotten and dirty aura. Even if this thing had the same face as Yan Mingguang, it would be a world of difference.
He was really confused at the time, and he could admit his mistake.
Xu Miaomiao was already supported by Ding Xiao who was attached to the puppet. Ding Xiao seemed a little dazed, thinking about something with his head down, Xu Miaomiao had just had a big ups and downs, and at the moment he couldn't say anything, so his eyes were slightly red, silently waiting for Ding Xiao to come back to his senses.
Lin Qing still stood at the back with a serious expression, walking around cautiously. He didn't fluctuate too much from the beginning to the end, and he didn't feel sad or regret this kind of emotion that would drag down the stairs.
Yan Wei relied on Yan Mingguang's strength to stand firm, and said in a low voice, "Before what happened tonight, it came looking for me."
Yan Mingguang tilted his head, looked down at him, and paused slightly.
"He wanted to trick me into giving up, but I ignored him, and he left without saying anything else." Yan Wei raised his eyes, and deliberately met Yan Mingguang's gaze, "Has it ever come to you? A player who reached the top but formatted himself again."
Yan Mingguang's eyes moved slightly, thinking of what happened when Cai Cai and Ding Xiao were in the sleeper room just now.
then…
Because he moved the folder that triggered death, he held it for an extremely long time, before the time to turn off the lights, dirty things quietly appeared beside him.
Ding Xiao was watching from the opposite lower bunk. Dirty things first floated out of the shadows under the lower bunk, and then many ghosts protruded from the front, back, left, and right. Yan Mingguang raised his hand, and easily held down the ghosts around him. It was as if the pause button had been pressed in the narrow sleeper room, and everything was still.
Ding Xiao sighed: "You are still the same..."
As she spoke, she suddenly stopped moving.
Yan Mingguang naturally knew what happened.
In front of him, the ghost closest to him moved, his blue lips moved slightly, and misty and sinister laughter came from all directions.
The man smiled maliciously for a while, and said to him: "I have accumulated strength for a long time. I wanted to cling to Yan Wei's body for a few minutes to catch up with you. Why did you wrap him in a clothes that I couldn't penetrate? I This time when I came to the dungeon, I ran out of energy and had no chance, what a pity, there will be no dungeons that suppress data in the future to allow me to attach to players."
Yan Mingguang's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Get lost."
Malice laughed again.
The laughter gradually faded away, the ghosts disappeared, everything around them flowed, and the train "clanged" and "clanged" forward.
Then the thing managed to get into another ghost and went to find Yan Wei. Yan Mingguang was in the next car, so he knew all about this, but he left Yan Wei behind for protection, and he also knew that Yan Wei could not be moved by malice, so he didn't show up.
After that, Xu Miaomiao called for help, Ding Xiao died in danger, and Yan Wei threw the remaining consciousness on Xu Miaomiao's puppet.
Yan Mingguang's thoughts flashed only for a moment, he looked down at Yan Wei, restrained all his thoughts, and half-truthfully said: "I've been here, I'll be leaving soon."
Yan Wei nodded: "That's the same as what I encountered. This thing is hiding in the world inside the building. Is it a dream every day when I co-author it? Don't say it's with this kind of thing. It's just the last time I climbed to the top. The players who entered the ninety-ninth floor together are all dead, so it is impossible for me to reconcile with him."
Yan Mingguang said no more.
After a while, Ding Xiao finally spoke in a trance: "I don't remember many things. Just now I heard Miaomiao's cry, and I wanted to come out with Yan Mingguang, but before I could move, ghosts came out one after another. One. I used props to block them, and Li Mao suddenly appeared, and then I... I can't remember clearly, I can't remember many things clearly, I know you, I remember some things about Bianhua, but there are very few, I... "
Xu Miaomiao immediately turned to look at Yan Wei.
Yan Wei said: "Normal. You..." He paused, and said awkwardly, "Dead. When we found out just now, your consciousness has not completely dissipated. I tried to use the moon A piece of soul consciousness was cut from your... corpse, just like I cut Lin Zhen from Lin Qing's body. Then, using Xu Miaomiao's puppet technique to fabricate and match the body, this small piece of your soul consciousness I threw it on the puppet. I paid attention when I cut it, your consciousness is very small, and you have very few memories, and there should be only some particularly profound ones."
Xu Miaomiao bit her lower lip, but Ding Xiao smiled gently: "I understand, I'm dead, and now I'm just a residual consciousness stored on a puppet."
Yan Wei sighed silently.
He said to Xu Miaomiao: "I'm sorry, this is the best way I can do. Death is irreversible, and consciousness is only reserved, which does not mean resurrection. The situation is urgent just now, and I am afraid that it will dissipate after a long time. There will be more consciousness, and I didn’t inform you in advance—you may be inseparable from Ding Xiao in the future, either you take her into your bone staff like other puppets, or release her to act with you. She to some extent… "
Ding Xiao smiled: "I became Miaomiao's prop?"
Yan Wei was speechless.
She really can't be considered a person.
Perhaps it was also because she didn't remember much, and she wasn't a complete soul. Xu Miaomiao looked dejected, but Ding Xiao didn't feel anything. He kept his smile as usual and said, "Remember, if you meet a good-looking person, you must release me. .”
Xu Miaomiao choked on the tears welling up in her eyes.
"… OK."
"It's time to go back," Lin Qing said. "I listened intently for a while. There was movement in the rear carriage. It was the place where the two people on the death list lived today. It's not peaceful tonight, and there are still problems in the aisle. Take a rest and talk about it tomorrow morning."
Yan Wei frowned slightly: "Those two people touched the folder again, and they are on today's death list, so they can't survive. We are... four people now, two by two, one in car 11, and one in car 12." The first room, now there is... Ding Xiao's corpse, so I won't be able to stay here for now."
The rest of the people naturally had no objection.
Yan Wei said again: "Ding Xiao, can you still remember the flashback you watched yesterday?"
Ding Xiao was surprised: "Did I read anything yesterday?"
It seems to have forgotten.
For Ding Xiao, this retrospective is not a particularly deep memory in his life. It is normal not to remember, and Yan Wei just gave it a try. Ding Xiao allowed Li Mao to do it himself, and he didn't even have a chance to call for help before he died. The death threat triggered was greater than what Xu Miaomiao encountered. The difference was only the backtracking she had seen.
She must have overlooked a particularly important detail that she hadn't paid attention to.
Yan Wei also vaguely felt that he seemed to have missed something.
This point is very subtle and subtle, so small that he has scanned the memory since he entered the dungeon several times, but he has not caught the source of this ailment.
He always felt that the front of the car was not a dining car.
But Ding Xiao is already dead at this moment, and that detail also dissipates with the dead part of the soul consciousness, so it is impossible to find out. He could just keep trying to wrestle from his mind what was always fleetingly wrong.
Yan Wei explained some points that need to be careful, so I won't say more.
He originally wanted Yan Mingguang to look at Xu Miaomiao and Ding Xiao, who is no longer a player, but thinking that Xu Miaomiao might have something to say to Ding Xiao tonight, he arranged for Lin Qing and Ding Xiao, who can basically be regarded as emotional from an emotional point of view. Xu Miaomiao's room. He himself returned to the sleeper room in the No. 12 carriage with Yan Mingguang.
The second half of the night passed extremely quickly.
Staying with Yan Mingguang, Yan Wei's vigilance will always drop a lot, and he falls asleep after a while, but this sleep is not as peaceful as before. I don't know if too many things happened tonight, even when Yan Wei fell asleep, many thoughts flashed through her mind.
He first dreamed of the time when he rescued Ding Xiao.
That dungeon is on a mountain full of hot springs, and the mountain is full of extremely ferocious ghosts.
The ghosts in the dungeon swarmed up, and the sky was dark all around. At that time, the young girl who was still considered immature accidentally strayed into the group of ghosts, and was about to be torn apart by the ghosts. Fortunately, the little girl seemed to have some props, Yan Wei blinked, the little girl suddenly moved forward for a long distance, briefly leaving the ghost behind.
He has saved many people.
Ding Xiao was right in saying that he wanted to save everyone at the time.
So Yan Wei turned around and turned around, grabbed the little girl's hand, pulled her to catch up with Yan Mingguang, and ran forward together with Yan Mingguang.
Running to the shore of a hot spring ahead, Yan Mingguang took his hand, he took the little girl's hand, and jumped down without hesitation.
The sound of water splashes sounded, the dense heat rose, and the moon wheel floated on the water, forming a perfect barrier. Ghosts who can't think lost their targets and searched around several hot springs. The shore was like an open gate to hell, and demons and monsters were rampant.
Dirty ghosts were reflected on the water surface, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang were under the water surface, and the hot spring water was clean and clear.
Warmth surrounds the whole body, and the originally calm water is filled with bubbles when they jumped in. The player has data blessings and has excellent eyesight underwater. Yan Wei barely opened his eyes and saw Yan Mingguang beside him.
The man seemed to be looking at him underwater, dragged him into his arms along the current, lowered his head slightly, and kissed his lips.
In the warm water, the temperature rising from Yan Wei's body seems to be hotter than the hot spring water.
The little girl watched with wide eyes in the water not far away.
After that, he never met Ding Xiao in the dungeon again, and he didn't know that in the few years since he ascended to the top, the little girl seemed to be one of the heads of several major organizations, coming in and out of the super high-level dungeon.
He walked too fast, except for Yan Mingguang, all the old friends were just passers-by.
— I don’t know if the current Ding Xiao will still remember that moment.
In a haze, Yan Wei thought of all kinds of things about this dungeon.
What is wrong
He was just a little bit close to grasping the root of the problem, but he was always a little bit close.
dawn.
The rain seemed to really entangle the train, and it fell intermittently for a few days. In the morning, everyone still woke up to the roar of thunder.
The two people on the death list last night were indeed dead.
There were two other players who were not on the death list. They must have been triggered by something during the day when they were looking for items. Their entire heads were cut in half and they died tragically in the bathroom together.
Including Zhao Jingchen, He Dong, Cao Qun who died at the beginning, and an extra person from the previous three, of the sixteen players who came in, a total of nine died. In the copy on the 89th floor, most of the super high-level players who can enter the world inside the building are rare. Even if they can't pass the level, most of them can find the downstairs passage to leave, and the number of deaths will not be too many.
But this time, everyone's data was suppressed at the beginning of the dungeon, and more than half of the players have died so far.
Only seven people are still alive: three other players, and Yan Wei, Yan Mingguang, Lin Qing, Xu Miaomiao—Ding Xiao is no longer alive.
When Yan Wei came to the dining car, the atmosphere in the dining car had dropped to freezing point.
It wasn't because five people died one after another last night, but because there wasn't a single number on the blackboard at the end of the dining car. There were light traces of white chalk on the small blackboard, and the surface of the blackboard eraser was covered with powder, which was obviously used to wipe off last night's death list, but the chalk was gone.
It seems that there will be no new numbers on this blackboard.
Lin Qing: "Is no one being targeted tonight?"
Yan Wei shook his head, and said in a low voice, "No, the death list is meaningless."
Today, all of them are going to die.
But until now, they haven't found the photo of the dead body of the worker who is most likely to be a ladder.