Tang Ning guessed that Jikong had lied before.
The reason he lied was either because he was contaminated, or because he was not contaminated but was afraid of being voted out by his teammates on the first night.
Regardless of the reason, Jikong's behavior caused his credibility in the team to plummet. Even if Tang Ning didn't target him tonight, he would most likely be exiled.
Being stared at with distrust by all his teammates, Jikong sighed and looked at his roommate, Christine. "I didn't do anything last night. Donor Ding can vouch for me. I said those words before only out of helplessness."
Christine, who was dragged into the water by Jikong: "… "
He was in the same room with Jikong last night. If Jikong was the contaminated person, then he is also a big suspect.
Li Haoyuan immediately said, "Master Jikong is the most suspicious person..."
Tang Ning smiled, but it was a faint smile, without any obvious happiness. He didn't like this kind of environment full of intrigues and deceptions, it made him very tired.
It is the same between people. "He" said calmly: There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests. In this world, the only person you can always trust and rely on is yourself.
Tang Ning knew that this was "him" trying to distance himself from his teammates, but he was used to it. As Tang Ning walked towards another door, his clothes were shining brightly. Among all the people, he was the only one with a little light on him.
Xiu's fair hands opened the door.
A sculpture appeared inside the door, holding a removable scepter in its hand.
Another prop!
The Pen Fairy is so amazing!!!
Tangning was a little stunned by the surprise of the door opening twice. The Duke's eyes also changed when he looked at Tangning. "Priest, do you need me to take it for you?"
Tangning nodded.
The Duke raised his hand, and a shadow shot onto the scepter. He took the scepter, held it with both hands, and handed it to Tang Ning. "This scepter is said to have the ability to dispel pollution. It can only be used once a day, and it needs to be used by a destined person. I cannot use this scepter. I wonder if the priest is the destined person in the legend."
The ability to disperse pollution
Tang Ning looked at Li Haoyuan. Li Haoyuan looked at Tang Ning in surprise, with fear and awe in his eyes. He opened two doors in succession, and there were precious props inside the doors. This explosion rate was enough to shock everyone.
When Tang Ning saw Li Haoyuan's eyes, he inexplicably thought of what "he" had said before, probably that the wolf cub must be beaten to scare it.
Tang Ning didn't quite understand it before, but now he understands.
From now on, Li Haoyuan would definitely not dare to provoke him easily again.
"I know who the destined person is." Tang Ning looked at Li Haoyuan. Although Li Haoyuan had this card, the contaminated Li Haoyuan might not be willing to use it, because using this card would be equivalent to "suicide" for a ghost.
Are you still thinking of giving the props to this person? "He" said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't we just grab his cards and use them ourselves?"
Only the dead can pick up the card.
Li Haoyuan is like this now because he has been corrupted. The more hostile he is to Tang Ning, the more it proves that he was loyal to Tang Ning before.
It was he who brought Li Haoyuan to the difficult copy, and he had the responsibility to bring Li Haoyuan out.
What is your job? You explained the pros and cons to him at the beginning, and he should be prepared to die when he comes. "He" said coldly: If you hadn't told him about the existence of the card game, he would have died of rabies long ago.
Now every day he lives is given by you, and you have taken him through two dungeons. After the farmers have worked hard for a year, it is time for the harvest. Now you are just watching him go and taking a card from him. What's wrong with that
Tang Ning couldn't argue with "him", so he could only explain awkwardly: This is different.
What's the difference? "He" said coldly: You can't always be the one paying, do you like to do business at a loss
Useless teammates are trash and should be discarded as soon as possible.
Tangning blinked and couldn't help but say: "But... I'm also useless."
As soon as this sentence came out, the "he" who had been so arrogant and aggressive just now was silent for two seconds, and suddenly shouted coldly: Say it again
Tangning had never heard him speak so harshly before. Although his tone was often bad, his voice was usually not loud. He spoke in a light and airy voice, as if many things were not worth his effort to speak loudly.
But at this moment, "he" seemed unable to control his emotions.
Tang Ning couldn't help but tremble, and he held his breath subconsciously. He opened his dark and watery eyes, like a frightened kitten listening to the sudden thunder.
He seemed so timid, fragile and useless.
But this "he" who looked down on everything appeared in front of Tang Ning, staring at her with his dark eyes. He was not looking down at her with contempt as usual, but staring at her face to face. Tang Ning could not see "him", but "he" could see Tang Ning.
They have the same height and appearance, one has a white robe and black hair, the other has a black robe and white hair, just like a pair of twins with very different personalities.
The cold breath was attached to Tang Ning. Although he couldn't see anything, he could sense a vague presence.
Why do you think this way about yourself
A pale hand fell on Tang Ning's left chest. It was a slender and cold hand that fell on Tang Ning's warm skin, and the fingertips touched the beating pulse.
You have a very good one.
It is fragile and beautiful.
The survival of the body does not mean being alive. Although human life depends on this tiny organ, for many people only the physical shell becomes strong, but the organ becomes increasingly empty.
The white-haired, black-robed "he" half-knelt down. This position allowed "he" to hug Tang Ning's waist and put his face against Tang Ning's left chest.
The expression on that face was still lonely and cold, like a thousand mountains covered with snow. "He" closed his eyes, his pale eyelashes drooped under his eyes, and his white hair covered "his" face.
Only when our hearts still beat for life can we be truly alive, he murmured.
The chill in his chest made Tang Ning's heart beat faster. He didn't understand why "he" said that. He didn't understand where his beauty lay, but "he" was really too strong and powerful.
"His" voice doesn't need to be sonorous and powerful, but something almost endless spreads out between the lines, like a bird spreading its wings and flying high, radiant and looking down on all living beings.
He is a bird in a cage, “he” is not a bird.
One is on the earth, the other is in the sky.
Even if "he" just flew through that small world by chance, the small afterimage left in time was enough to illuminate the rest of his life.
Tang Ning suddenly felt that I wasn't that bad after all.
"Your Excellency the Priest?" The Duke's voice brought Tang Ning back to his senses. He blinked and nodded slightly to the Duke.
The Duke did not have any doubts about Tang Ning's god, because according to rumors, the priest could see things that ordinary people could not see, so it was normal for him to wander in his mind occasionally.
Tang Ning opened the two doors on this side and looked towards the other two doors at the end of the corridor. Tang Ning had looked at one of the doors with the "Eye of Truth" as the Duke called it, and knew there was danger inside, so Tang Ning turned around and opened the other one.
There was nothing inside, just an empty safe room.
It's considered a pretty good guard, with three safe rooms, plus there were three rooms yesterday, so there are plenty of rooms today.
Just as Tangning was about to end her trip to check into a hotel room, she heard a series of exclamations from behind her.
Tang Ning turned around and saw that the monk who had followed him here actually opened the door at the back!
Previously, when Tang Ning was in the restaurant, he told other players that the instruction given to him by the Pen Fairy was "502". The two rooms Tang Ning just opened also matched "502". Now that he came to this side, the room he wanted to open was "502" counting from right to left. The room opposite with ghosts also fell into the category of "502". All the players could see this.
Obviously, the monk was overwhelmed by the precious props that Tang Ning had obtained by opening two doors. In addition, he was suspected of lying and his situation would be very bad at night. Therefore, he took the risk and tried all kinds of medical treatments.
Open the door to the haunted room!
Tang Ning's first reaction was to move to the side, trying to quickly bypass the door that could potentially send out a contaminated monk at any time.
But before Tang Ning could take two steps, there was a crackling sound from inside the door.
Tang Ning heard the sound and looked over to see Buddhist beads rolling out.
The bracelet that Jikong had been playing with broke!
A glass Buddhist bead rolled from the door to Tang Ning's feet. Tang Ning took a step back, trying to avoid the bead, but there was no need for him to avoid it. The bead could hardly move forward on the fluffy carpet.
A smell of blood filled the air.
Tangning looked up.
A hand stretched out from the door frame. The hand was covered with scars, like the cuts caused when a Buddhist bead bracelet broke. Drops of blood seeped out from the hand with bulging veins.
Under the gaze of the crowd, this hand slowly made a single palm salute, erected in front of the chest, with the fingertips and the chin at the same level. Looking up, only the thin lips were curled up, revealing a smile. Jikong lowered his eyes to look at Tang Ning, and said in a gentle tone: "Mr. Tang, can you help this poor monk pick up the Buddhist beads?"
As he spoke, his eyes fell on the Buddhist beads at Tang Ning's feet.
It seemed as if he was looking at Buddhist beads, or as if he was looking at Tang Ning's bare feet.
Tang Ning suddenly thought that if the polluted person had a completely opposite personality to his own, then Master Jikong, who originally had a strong hostility towards him, was not interested in beauty, and was cunning and indifferent, would become like this.
His eyes were glued to his feet.
Tang Ning took a step back, trying to hide his feet behind his back. The gaze followed him, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
"He" sneered, and I'm afraid he would rather you kick the Buddhist beads back with your feet.
As he spoke, he began to sing lazily, "Abstain from lust, abstain from lust. If you don't abstain from lust, this worldly matter is confusing. Gods and ghosts confuse me. My six senses are not pure. Oh~a monk."
When Tang Ning heard the lazy singing voice, his six senses seemed to be impure as well, and half of his shoulders were numb for "him".