The statues in the art classroom were all smashed.
But there is still no response on "Campus Strange Talk".
Shen Dongqing kicked away a piece of gravel on the side, and tilted his head in confusion: "I guessed wrong?"
Zhou Wenyan put his hands in his pockets neatly: "Well... there may be others."
Shen Dongqing found the next target and walked out swaggeringly.
The art classroom is a narrow corridor with many decorations on it, including handicrafts, paintings and statues.
The closest thing to Shen Dongqing is a bust statue with vivid facial features. If you look at it in a dimly lit place, you might have the feeling that it is watching you.
Shen Dongqing stood in front of him and looked at it for a while, always feeling a little weird, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him to the ground.
There was a loud bang in the corridor.
The statue fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. After a rough look, there was still nothing.
Zhou Wenyan squatted down, rummaged through the debris on the ground, and picked up a strange debris.
He threw the shard aside in disgust.
"Well, I found it." Zhou Wenyan clapped the dust on his hands.
Shen Dongqing glanced at it and could see a piece of flesh and blood on it, like a small half head. It looked quite fresh, as if it had just been taken off the body.
He turned his eyes away, looked at the row of statues lined up in the corridor, and rolled up his sleeves in excitement.
"Go!"
When Fang Qi slipped out quietly, in front of him was a corridor of statue fragments.
He lifted his foot and stepped over a piece of debris, and saw the stump of the broken arm that was piled up into a hill. The smell of blood was so strong that he almost vomited on the spot.
When Fang Qi slowed down a bit, he found that the two fierce men were playing puzzles with great interest.
No, others were playing jigsaw puzzles, they were playing corpses, and they cooperated very well.
Shen Dongqing threw away an arm: "No way."
Zhou Wenyan was picking and choosing in the hill, and handed another one.
Shen Dongqing took it and pressed it up: "That's right."
It's obviously a bloody horror scene, why does it seem so... Harmonious
Fang Qi shivered, watching the two fierce men put all the stumps together.
After all the things that fell out of the statues were assembled, there were four more corpses in the corridor, and their appearances could be clearly seen.
Fang Qi stepped forward cautiously, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of the photos hanging on the wall from the corner of his eye, and blurted out: "Huh?"
Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan turned to look at them at the same time.
Hanging on the wall is a group photo of four students and an art teacher, all smiling brightly as they face the camera. Next to it are various awards and trophies, and the winners are all art teachers.
Shen Dongqing looked down at the four pale faces on the ground and speculated with simple logic: "It seems to be related to the art teacher."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps in the distance.
There was no need to talk, Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan tacitly ducked behind the pillars on both sides, blocking their figure.
Only Fang Qi was left standing there blankly, at a loss.
Before Fang Qi could find a hiding place, he heard the footsteps of the art teacher getting closer.
Standing in the sun, the art teacher looked even more white, almost transparent. His footsteps were steady, and he walked over slowly, facing the corpse neatly placed on the ground and Fang Qi who was at a loss.
The art teacher paused for a while, then became angry, but his facial features were delicate and stiff, and he couldn't show other expressions at all, he could only stare at Fang Qi with a pair of eyes.
"you… "
Before the art teacher could finish speaking, Fang Qi saw a hand stretched out from behind him and hooked his neck directly.
click-
Everyone present heard a crisp voice.
"Huh?" Shen Dongqing bowed her head.
The art teacher's neck was broken in the middle, his head was twisted, and he fell directly to the ground, rolling in a circle.
Shen Dongqing's first reaction was to let go of his hand, pretending to be none of his business.
Zhou Wenyan, who was one step behind, comforted: "I don't blame you."
Shen Dongqing immediately became confident: "That is, why is he so fragile? I haven't even tried."
Fang Qi: "???"
Defeat a boss in such an understatement
He recalled that the last novice dungeon was about to die, and most of the people died in the hands of ghosts in a miserable manner, and he couldn't help but doubt life.
Fortunately, the art teacher was not defeated so quickly. He struggled a bit, and his headless body was about to get up again.
Huh? Why use "okay"
It's just that the art teacher didn't jump twice, and was pushed back by Shen Dongqing. He took the time to take out the "Strange Talks on Campus", and before he even opened it, he was interrupted by the struggling art teacher.
Shen Dongqing was a little unhappy, and immediately started to smash him to pieces, and ended up with the statue next to him.
Only then did he open the "Strange Talk on Campus", and he could see that a drop of blood had also fallen on the "Statue of the Art Classroom" above, indicating that the strange talk had been resolved.
[Statue in the art classroom: The art teacher of Qinghai High School became famous at a young age, but after becoming famous, his inspiration dried up and he couldn't produce good works, and he became a mediocre person. He was not reconciled, and one day he flipped through a book, which wrote: Human flesh and blood can endow statues with spirituality. The art teacher closed the book and turned his attention to the students who trusted and admired him...]
Fang Qi looked sluggish: "Is this solved?"
Shen Dongqing closed the book and asked, "Or else?"
Fang Qi recalled the last copy.
At that time, they tried their best to find out the reason why the NPC became a Specter, and then to resolve its grievances, and then they cleared the level, which cost a lot of lives.
When you got here like this, you directly crushed the ghosts
Is it the way he passed the customs
Or are these two too fierce