A pair of pale blue feet appeared in front of Tang Ning without anyone noticing!
Tang Ning held his breath. The momentary shock made him emotionally unstable. The pale flame in his hand flickered for a moment. Although it became dim for a moment, it did not go out at least.
From Tang Ning's position, he could only see the body's feet. Judging from the size of the feet, they should be male feet.
A chilly wind blew across the spire, and the pale moonlight illuminated the slightly shaking body. Tang Ning saw the pair of feet swaying in front of him, and the toenails were all dark blue, which made his scalp tingle at the sight of it.
Unaware, Lin Yun was still climbing up with Tang Ning on his back. The top of the tower became thinner as he climbed higher, and it became more and more difficult to climb. Especially since Lin Yun was carrying a bag on his back, the more he climbed, the harder it became. He even felt that Tang Ning had become heavier. In fact, Tang Ning's weight was already very light among adult men, so why was he so heavy
A blue-white foot landed on his shoulder.
Tang Ning's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked at his other foot still dangling in the air, as if testing Lin Yun's other shoulder.
If only Lin Yun climbed up, he would never see the face of the corpse, because the pair of feet would always be on his shoulders!
Tang Ning raised the pale flame a little weakly and moved closer to the foot that was stepping on Lin Yun's shoulder.
The foot seemed to be afraid of being burned, and it quickly moved away before being touched by the flame.
Tang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time Lin Yun took a breath, looking as if he was extremely tired. He didn't even have the strength to climb up anymore, so he could only hold onto the tower and rest for a while.
What's going on
Didn't he already drive that guy away? Why is Lin Yun still so tired
Tang Ning raised her head and looked around, but she no longer saw the pair of pale blue feet. When Tang Ning lowered her head, she saw a thin layer of sweat on Lin Yun's neck.
Under Tang Ning's worried gaze, Lin Yun hugged the tower while gasping for breath and turned his head to look at Tang Ning. The next second, he seemed to have difficulty breathing, and his eyes widened slightly, as if he saw something extremely terrifying from behind Tang Ning.
Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that if he looked up and could not see the pair of blue-white feet, it not only meant that it was no longer stepping on Lin Yun's shoulders, but also meant that it was not hanging on the top of the tower.
It... came down.
My back feels heavy, so heavy that I hardly notice it, as if I subconsciously think I should be carrying such a thing.
Tang Ning slowly turned his head and found that he could not twist his neck 180 degrees. 90 degrees was already the limit. No matter how hard he glanced, he could not see the thing that was stepping on his back and was 90 degrees to his body.
However, with the soul fire, the right palm can sweep back that thing!
Tang Ning held onto Lin Yun tightly with his left hand. To be on the safe side, he even hooked his left arm around Lin Yun's neck. He and Lin Yun were now on the sixth floor, and if they fell from this distance, they would be dead.
His right hand, holding the soul fire, swung backwards! Because he swung his hand too fast, Tangning could hear the crackling sound of his body moving due to his lack of exercise and pampering.
The heavy weight behind him suddenly lightened, followed by a sound of breaking wind, and the thing fell down!
Tang Ning hugged Lin Yun tightly with both hands. He quickly lowered his head and looked down. The height of the sixth floor not only made their bodies subconsciously tense and weak, but also greatly restricted his vision. Now he could only see a small white dot moving on the ground. The corpse wrapped in a shroud walked into the castle!
You shouldn't have come up. After a long silence, "he" sighed: You startled it. Originally, only one ghost would go down tonight, but now two have gone down.
What does that mean? Does it mean that the fact that he just hit it with the soul fire has caused harm
Go back, he said.
Tangning felt a little confused and uneasy. At this moment, she heard Lin Yun's trembling voice: "I saw..."
"When I turned my head at first, the corpse had not yet stood completely upright on your back. It used a very strange posture to put its head next to your head -" It happened to be close to Tang Ning's right ear. When Lin Yun turned his head to the right at this time, he faced the face of that thing.
"This... looks like... Si Tai's face!"
Si Tai face?!
Was that a Stein ghost just now? !
"Wait, I think I know. Could it be that the eight of us ghosts are hanging on the top of the tower? Whoever falls down will be contaminated."
Lin Yun was sweating profusely. He said quickly, "Isn't Si Tai new? We analyzed it before and it should be the least polluted. He has never driven it before. It's only tonight that his ghost fell down."
Tangning nodded, "It seems that this is indeed understandable. However, it is not the case that whoever falls down will be contaminated. Every time there are fewer corpses on the top of the tower, there will be more monsters coming to attack. It should be that the monsters successfully attack the players, and then the players will be possessed by the ghosts, right?"
"Yes, I think the attack method can be to kill during the day or to fight with players at night." Lin Yun said: "This can explain why the ghost attacked Jiang Mianmian crazily on the first night. Maybe it is Jiang Mianmian's ghost, and it wants to fight with Jiang Mianmian to the death."
Lin Yun added: "On the first night, Jiang Mianmian went out to check and found that there were only six bodies left. It was because the ghosts of Li Haoyuan and Jiang Mianmian had fallen down."
Tang Ning wanted to nod along with Lin Yun's thoughts, but he felt very strange because he heard "his" voice on the first day. This proved that Tang Ning was polluted on the first day, and Tang Ning's ghost should have fallen on the first day.
Thinking about it carefully, the ghost was still deceiving him on the first day. Maybe he kept beating Jiang Mianmian just to make Tang Ning hand over his body voluntarily. Tang Ning remembered that he gave control of his body to "him" because Jiang Mianmian was dying.
The ghosts that fell on the first day should be him and Li Haoyuan.
"The ghost that fell down during the day the next day was Jikong." Lin Yun continued to analyze: "However, Jikong was cured by Li Haoyuan's skills. There are three possibilities for this cure. One is that Jikong ghost was directly destroyed, the second is that Jikong ghost is hiding in a corner of the castle, and the third is that Jikong ghost returned to the top of the tower."
Tang Ning: “?” It’s too fantastical for a ghost to climb back to the top of the tower by himself!
"If the rule of a ghost falling every half a day is correct, the Jikong Ghost cannot return to the top of the tower." Tang Ning said disapprovingly, "There were only four bodies left on the second night. If it had returned to the top of the tower, there should have been five bodies on the second night."
Lin Yun only randomly proposed three guesses. In fact, he himself did not quite believe the third one. He continued to speculate, "Two ghosts appeared on the second night. These two ghosts did not attack Christine and Jikong, but instead madly attacked Zhou Kang and Jiang Mianmian. One of the ghosts should be Jiang Mianmian's ghost on the first night, and the other one is Zhou Kang's ghost."
Lin Yun was there the second night, so he remembered it very clearly.
Tang Ning wanted to refute, because he knew that the ghosts that fell on the first day were him and Li Haoyuan's ghosts, and the ghost that attacked Jiang Mianmian on the second day must have just fallen on the second day.
… No, the numbers don’t match.
Guo Jiangmianmian's ghost fell down on the second day, and Zhou Kang's ghost also fell down on the second day. In addition, a ghost of Jikong also fell down on the second day, so there were three ghosts falling down in total. There should have been three corpses on the top of the tower on the second night.
Could it be that after Li Haoyuan used the card to dispel the pollution of Jikong, he really climbed up to the top of the tower again? Then Jiang Mianmian and Zhou Kanggui fell down, so the number was even again.
No way? Do ghosts really need to climb to the top of the tower by themselves? That's too much work.
"Then today, on the third day, during the day, Tangning, did you see a ghost?" Lin Yun asked.
"Three." Tangning felt like he needed a piece of paper to write down the various possibilities.
"At the moment, there are only me, you, Christine, and Si Tai who haven't fallen down yet. The numbers don't match up." Lin Yun frowned as he spoke. "Tangning, you said this morning that you were contaminated before. Your ghost should have fallen down a long time ago."
Tang Ning quickly told his previous speculation, "This is it. I think it was me and Li Haoyuan's ghosts that fell on the first day, and Jikong, Jiang Mianmian, and Zhou Kang's ghosts on the second day. However, after Jikong's ghost was dispelled, he climbed up again."
"This doesn't quite fit with our previous guess that a ghost would drop every half a day." Lin Yun frowned.
"It's possible that the Jikong ghost climbed up by itself and took up the position. Then the game might set the number on the top of the tower to appear to be one less every half a day. It doesn't necessarily mean that only one ghost can fall every half a day." Tang Ning frowned when he said this.
"If that's the case, then the one who fell into the ghost today should be me, Jikong and Christine." Lin Yun said.
"Then another one fell down at night. There were originally two ghosts tonight, but we just accidentally startled the ghost of Stein." Lin Yun looked at the last ghost hanging on the spire not far away: "If this ghost is one of the three of us, Jikong and Christine, then it proves that our ideas just now are correct."
Tangning also looked over.
The ghost was hung high up in the air, wrapped in a shroud, its blue-white legs swaying slightly in the night sky.
Go back. After quietly listening to Tangning and Lin Yun's analysis for a long time, "he" once again advised: You just threw down a ghost, and now your five teammates are facing seven ghosts. They will soon be unable to hold on. If you throw down another one, they will be wiped out in a minute.
What "he" said makes a lot of sense.
But…
Why are you suddenly concerned about the safety of my teammates? Tangning asked.
"Tangning, should we go take a look?" Lin Yun asked.
Tangning didn't wait for "him" to answer. The heart in her chest was beating uncomfortably. "...Okay, let's go take a look."
Lin Yun carried Tang Ning on his back and quickly climbed to the other top of the tower. In order to prevent the ghost's foot from stepping on him again, Tang Ning kept his eyes on the corpse's foot, with the soul fire in his hand ready to throw it out at any time.
As Lin Yun climbed, Tang Ning got closer and closer to those feet.
Those feet were more delicate than those of an average adult male, and larger than those of an average adult female.
Those were a pair of beautiful legs. Even though the skin had turned blue, one could still see that the shape was beautiful.
The cold night wind blew in Tang Ning's face, blowing on his bare feet, making Tang Ning feel a chill deep in his bones. The cold started from the soles of his feet and kept moving upwards.
Lin Yun was still carrying him up. As they climbed higher and higher, Tang Ning's eyes moved from the pair of feet to a strand of waist-length black hair.
Even Jiang Mianmian doesn’t have such long black hair.
The chill also kept flowing up along Tang Ning's hair and spread over the top of his head.
Lin Yun stopped, and Tang Ning slowly and with difficulty raised her head to see a pale, deathly face.
That was Tangning's own face.
…
His breathing seemed to have stopped. Tangning tilted his head back blankly, staring at the face without blinking. A question popped up in his mind -
Since my ghost is still hanging there, then who is this “he” that keeps talking to me