With his fingertips touching the thick and hard cover, Sur propped his head up in thought.
He was clearly sitting in the innermost row by the window, but he instantly received all the attention of the other players.
Several of them looked even more anxious than the parties involved, and they wrote 'Quick Turn'. '
The corners of Su'er's mouth twitched, and he looked up at Ji Heng: "Next, please enjoy my performance... Big Change."
The moment the voice fell, I flipped the page cleanly, the page stopped at the number '130', and a group of words in the center was particularly eye-catching—
Shout out to the soul.
The standard black and white words, but the phrases jumped straight into people's eyes as if they were alive.
The sound of breathing in the classroom subsided at this moment.
Closing the book, Sur sat quietly where he was, waiting for the unknown terror to come.
When everyone kept silent enough, the five senses became very sharp, as if they could even catch a falling leaf outside.
Da da da.
The silence of the hallway was broken, and the sound of slow and heavy footsteps gradually became clear from light to faint, proving that something was approaching outside.
"Three..."
Ji Heng spoke suddenly, and Su Er gave a suspicious 'um'.
"At least three ghosts have come."
The sound is not loud, but anyone can hear it when the needle is falling.
A younger girl cast a sympathetic look at Sur, and soon found that the other party couldn't see the blame in his eyes, as if he had expected it.
Sur didn't even sigh, and immediately began to think about how to survive surrounded by many ghosts.
His own force value is not high, and violence is impossible to break the game. Since the game has a book to measure the player's strength and customize the answer, the only thing that can be relied on at present is the charm value.
No, you can't fight multiple ghosts with Charisma.
Sur slowly lowered his eyes and quickly analyzed the most feasible way: to make a fuss about the relationship between ghosts and ghosts.
The next moment, the door opens!
The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of soft-soled cloth shoes. A middle-aged woman in her 40s walked in. She had a nice neckline and a round face, giving people a very kind feeling.
The man walking behind her was well-mannered and unsmiling.
The last one was an old man, dressed in plain clothes, keeping his head down.
A middle-aged woman and a man wearing a ring at the same time can be speculated to be a husband and wife.
As they approached, a light layer of frost formed on the floor of the classroom, and the temperature was frighteningly low.
The girl who was worried about Sur was not too high in force, so she had a subtle feeling of pity from the beginning. At this moment, she felt that her whole body was frozen, shaped like a wood carving, and she could only wait for the knife to fall on her body.
The biting pain just flashed past her, the ghost's footsteps did not stop next to the girl, and went straight to Sur.
The middle-aged woman looked sad and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, save my child!"
Sur frowned, these ghosts couldn't see other people in their eyes, and there seemed to be a problem with their memory. Similar to the NPC in the game, no matter how everything changed, the same lines would be repeated forever.
"Ghosts are born out of obsession, and not all ghosts can maintain complete sanity." Ji Heng's voice drifted over: "Verbal provocation doesn't work for them."
Sur understood, this type of ghost will only look for a dead reason.
The middle-aged woman urged Sur: "My child is still waiting for help!"
The fingernails covered with corpse spots grew crazy, and seeing the tendency to stretch out in the next second, Sur stood up: "Take me to see."
The middle-aged woman automatically slowed down and walked at the back. Sur was helplessly sandwiched between several people, pushed forward by the cold air behind her.
After the three ghosts left, the temperature in the classroom gradually returned to normal. With Sur's lessons learned, the remaining players added another layer of consideration before turning the book.
There is often more than one way of life left by the copy, and there may be other ways besides flipping the book.
The person sitting in the front row of Ji Heng once had a relationship with him in another dungeon, turned around and said, "I heard that you have a good relationship."
"It's not bad." Ji Heng did not know why the corners of his mouth twitched.
The person in the front row: "Just now is obviously a ghost, and it is difficult to deal with."
Family ghosts are difficult to provoke, usually one will be injured, and the other will be more destructive due to anger. However, before Suer left, Ji Heng did not see any props for self-defense.
He is not worried about Sur, but more to accumulate experience. If he turns to a similar result, he must have a reference.
"The family is good." Ji Heng's words left the people in the front row puzzled.
"Okay?" The person in the front row was stunned: "Where is the good?"
"Neatly."
"… "
Speechless, the people in the front row smiled bitterly and turned around.
Ji Heng recalled the word 'soul calling' on the page and shook his head.
Wherever the Specter passes, the temperature drop is the most common manifestation.
In the corridor, Sur shivered slightly, not much fear, mainly the cold. These three ghosts were like free-roaming freezers. He clearly saw a fly crawling on the wall, after the Specter passed by, flapped its wings weakly, and fell to the ground, not knowing its life and death.
Unimpeded all the way to the roof.
"Master, here we are."
The middle-aged woman pointed to the girl standing by the fence in front of her: "It's been three days. My child doesn't eat a single bite of food, and doesn't respond when he speaks. It's like losing his soul."
Sur didn't speak, and when he got closer, the girl's skin was a little loose, and her body exuded a corpse stench.
Where the soul is lost, it is clearly lost.
The taciturn man comforted his sobbing wife: "When the master has finished shouting the soul, the baby can come back."
The night sky suddenly became brighter.
There are many ghosts floating around, like Kongming lanterns, emitting weak fluorescent light. They were all staring at Sur, their eyes full of schadenfreude.
Souls can't be shouted back, and another unlucky ghost wants to join them!
"I met a lot of liar masters before." The middle-aged woman didn't notice the abnormality around her at all, because the crying sound was intermittent: "Fortunately, they have all been punished, and this master will be fine at first sight."
Sur's mouth twitched, and the high hat was caught off guard.
But the ghost grinned: "Come with us."
Gently murmured like a mantra.
Sur's eyes swept over these ghosts one by one, and suddenly became happy: "It appeared at the right time, save me the trouble of flipping the book again."
With a smile on his face, he took out the electric shock device without hesitation in private, and pressed the power supply at a ghost who was close.
The ghost who was just gloating at the misfortune soon turned into a cloud of smoke, and the others fled in a hurry, but their range of activities could not be separated from the rooftop, and their strength was weak, otherwise they would have avenged the couple long ago.
Sur held an electric shocker, like an executioner, harvesting several ghosts in a row.
The middle-aged woman even forgot to cry, and looked at the electric shocker in Sur's hand with some fear.
The slack eyes of the old man with the least sense of existence suddenly converged, and his five fingers became claws, and he instantly touched the edge of the electric shocker. However, at the moment of contact, there was a sudden scream, and a burnt smell appeared on the surface of the skin.
Sur sneered, and he took out the electric shock device openly, expecting that the ghost would come to snatch it. However, this thing was born to be the nemesis of ghosts, and even the rose gentleman wanted to snatch the flowers in his ears, so it was a lot bleak, not to mention a mere ghost.
The only way is to kill yourself and try again.
It's a pity that the murder of the ghosts in the dungeon also has to go through the process. Before the call to the soul failed, Sur was sure that he was safe.
"It's time to scream." The old man was injured, and the middle-aged woman's voice became sharp.
Sur didn't delay: "What's her name?"
"Chen Chen."
Knuckles snapped twice on the fence, making a dull sound, Suer opened his mouth: "Chen Chen—"
The tone was extraordinarily long, as if it was a serious cry for souls.
The corpse was unresponsive.
Sur approached the girl and secretly injected Yin Qi with an electric shocker.
The energy after the ghosts are scattered is too little, and the harvest is more than enough, which should be barely enough.
Where would a normal corpse stand all the time, although it smelled like a corpse but didn't rot, Sur was more inclined to have her power imprisoned by something.
After a while, the girl's fingertips trembled.
With the last trace of Yin Qi injected, the girl slowly raised her head and called out 'Mom' after a while.
"I'm back!" The middle-aged woman burst into tears and hugged her excitedly: "I'm really back! Look at you, you've lost weight, why don't you obey and eat?"
"obedient?"
The girl was stimulated somehow, and suddenly pressed the person against the fence, her eyeballs bulging: "If you fail in your grades, you will throw your face away at the parent-teacher meeting. Because of puppy love, you rushed to the class and beat me at the same table. Forcing me to change the college entrance examination, why should I be obedient?"
The middle-aged woman changed her kindness and grabbed the girl's neck: "In order to give birth to you, I have stretch marks and can't perform on stage. My youth and my dream... You must inherit it for me!"
After the girl woke up, she was stronger than her mother. She shook off the middle-aged woman and looked at the other two ghosts coldly.
But the old man looked at his daughter-in-law on the ground and kept chattering: "I already said that the girl has no conscience, and I asked you to give it away and ask for another one. Look at it now!"
The taciturn man tried to speak, but couldn't get in.
Sur tried to reduce his presence as much as possible, holding his breath and stepping aside.
The love and hatred for close people are often more extreme. The four ghosts are caught in a melee. The middle-aged woman can’t beat her daughter. Suddenly, she stretches her nails and digs into her husband’s face, scolding cowards. The slap... The battle was in chaos.
Flesh and blood flew, 'Boom'! The skinny arm with corpse spots was torn off and flew out, just in front of Sur, half of the girl's face was destroyed, and she bit the flesh of the woman's leg without any regard for the injury, and said viciously. : "Let you dance! I'll let you never dance!"
Sul looked cold in his heart.
Ji Heng said that the obsession with infinite magnification is malice, and today he can be regarded as a real insight.
Unable to meet the enemy, the couple reunited to deal with the crazy girl.
At first, Sur watched with a cold eye, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly felt his heart beating violently, and the picture seemed familiar.
"Everyone uses the right hand, why do you use the left hand?"
The voice that suddenly appeared in the memory was suppressed to the extreme, and it was clearly whispering, but it seemed to be roaring. The blurry picture flashed by, and he tried to capture it again but failed.
Finally, the violent heart palpitations passed, and under the style of perishing together, the scene of blood and flesh flying on the rooftop did not know when it was brought under control.
Two dogs fight, play off.
Sur recovered and took a few steps closer.
This family of ghosts ignored his existence, and still lingered on trying to continue attacking each other even when they were out of power, and they didn't care whether they would be attacked or not.
Sur coughed lightly.
The middle-aged woman finally responded, full of resentment and questioning, "Why do you want to save this unscrupulous little evil barrier?"
Sur raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you invite me here?"
Hearing that, the middle-aged woman's eyes became confused again, and suddenly there was happiness in her eyes: "Yes, my daughter can't die! No one will care for me when she dies."
Sur shook his head. He didn't have expectations for the family's three views. He took out the empty bottle and smiled at the few ghosts who had no fighting power. He said word by word, "Give me, cry."
A hundred drops of tears trade, and finally found a way.
Thank you Book of Answers.
grateful.
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classroom.
Layman Dongfeng, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.
Just when the player thought he was going to say something, someone suddenly pricked up his ears: "Listen."
There was a faint whimper in the whistling wind. A few minutes later, the whimper gradually turned into a howl, and the piercing Devil May Cry magnified infinitely in the dark night.
"The ghost seems to be crying." The sobbing sound was like the scream of an old cat after being frightened, and it became louder and louder. A female player pursed her dry lips: "You said... why does the ghost cry?"
The author has something to say:
small theater:
Sur: I wish there were a thousand and one nights in the book of answers, a little story each night.
Ji Heng: I will read it to you.