The second and third floors are only separated by a dozen stairs, but it is like a watershed, and the temperature is one high and one low.
As the little boy said, unless he personally leads people up, the third floor is the Thunder Pond, and no one can easily cross it.
Ji Heng stood by the mirror and closed his eyes.
When Sur came down, he happened to see this scene and felt that the other party was bold. This mirror can be said to be the ghost king's lair. He actually dared to lean on it to rest openly, and he was not afraid that another ghost would suddenly emerge from it.
Hearing the footsteps, Ji Heng opened his eyes immediately.
The little boy's face was gloomy, and Sur's expression was complicated, which was beyond his expectations. There were few draws in the confrontation between humans and ghosts, and at least one side should have the upper hand.
But looking at it now, it seems that no one has taken advantage.
The little boy walked down the stairs without saying a word, reintegrated into the mirror bit by bit, stuck in it like a sculpture, and stared coldly at everything outside.
Ji Heng glanced at Su Er, who sighed, "I got a prop."
The long sigh had not completely dissipated, so he generously displayed the pocket watch and explained its purpose.
"Forty-nine days, the game treats me 'not thin'."
Ji Heng was silent for a moment and asked, "Why not choose the second option?"
"At that time, the transaction was only said to be a mysterious item, and I wanted to take a gamble."
Unfortunately, the reality is that as long as he dares to gamble, the game will definitely let him lose.
If given another chance, Sur will rationally control his grades to be between fifty and eighty. The actual benefit is to reduce the book of answers by ten pages.
After adjusting his mood, Sur tapped on the mirror lightly: "Let's talk."
The little boy pursed his lips, and his gloomy temperament became more obvious, but he was secretly thinking about whether there were other ways to harvest the life of the person in front of him.
"Where to start?" Sur asked and answered: "It's better to start with the competition."
The little boy was indifferent.
Sur made persistent efforts: "Normal people have the desire to talk, come and tell your story."
"Three." The little boy responded to him this time: "Bring three people here and I'll tell you what happened at school."
Sur raised his eyebrows, turned around and shrugged to Ji Heng, "The negotiation broke down."
Ji Heng was even more decisive than him: "Since the props are in hand, there is no value for further exploration here."
Sur nodded and was about to leave.
"Stupid!" A cold voice came from behind: "There will be people who will come. If you don't do this, others will do it."
Sur admitted that he was right. Even if he ran outside and advertised it, the average player would not only not avoid it when he heard it, but he might think that there was a big opportunity hidden here and take the initiative to run over.
"I'm not a savior, but I'm not a demon either."
After saying a word, he left the second floor completely.
"After the milk poisoning incident at the school, the principal's wife, daughter and father came over and accused him of being useless. The principal killed the whole family and committed suicide in a fit of rage."
After revealing all the coherent clues that he has obtained, Su Er recalled the rooftop shouting incident, his wife's resentful words when she scratched her husband's face... It is your fault that the victim's family members come to make trouble every day.
At the time, they might just be venting their emotional dissatisfaction, but the taciturn man's last outburst ended in blood.
"As for the competition and the fox fairy..." Sur frowned: "I can't connect in series for the time being."
Ji Heng: "There is a cause and effect. Maybe the competition is the cause of the poisoning incident."
He didn't say too sure, just raised a possibility.
Sur put his eyes on the book of answers, and meditated on the questions related to the competition.
-the weather is nice today.
The answer turned out is not right.
Sur was slightly disappointed. The scope of security issues has passed, and the next inquiry will definitely turn to a ghost page.
"Let me do it."
Having overcome the hardship of hide-and-seek just now, Ji Heng can now ask seven more safety questions.
Not as smooth as before, the three questions were all invalid information.
When I looked again, it was useless despite the broad scope of the problem.
Ji Heng shook his head: "I'm afraid the copy won't give any more clues."
The few existing words should be the limit of what it can provide, and once it is exceeded, the player may be able to infer the background of the story without much effort.
Sur felt regretful after hearing this, but not much surprised.
He had such an experience once in the copy hosted by the little girl. At that time, he wanted to force the cleaner to ask the truth, but was stopped by the host. The bear boy rarely warned himself once.
"Don't give up exploring the background line," Ji Heng gave a clear statement for the first time since Sur chose to explore the storyline of the dungeon: "The appearance of the ghost king means that there must be rare items."
The pocket watch is only a one-time prop, and there are more powerful ones that have not been excavated.
"it is good."
Sur is also a man who doesn't scatter eagles unless he sees a rabbit. If he catches a sheep, he must pick up the wool.
Now that the clues are broken with the ghost king, the book of answers can't provide any useful information.
Just as Suer had some thoughts, he was interrupted by a messy footstep.
He Jiheng quickly dodged and found a corner to hide. The girl who ran in was panting and sat on the ground with her back against the wall.
"Gao Rui?" After confirming that there was no ghost behind her, Sur walked out.
Gao Rui's round eyes were first shocked and then full of surprise: "You are still alive!"
I thought that the other party would help lead the headless child away, but it was already more fortunate than for luck. Seeing Ji Heng not far away, he was stunned for a moment and couldn't hold back his true thoughts: "Boss, please lead me."
Seeing her embarrassed expression, Ji Heng said, "What happened outside?"
"Unfortunately, I turned to the page of the tortoise and the hare." Gao Rui didn't want to mention more: "Fortunately, I won."
Sur subconsciously glanced at her breastplate again, and determined that the force value was as low as her own, and the other two values were average, and she could survive the battle with the ghost to prove that there were other means.
Ji Heng hit the nail on the head: "You're not strong, but you dare to flip the book?"
Sur didn't interrupt and let Gao Rui be questioned. This is indeed a doubtful point that cannot be avoided.
"It's not that I want to flip it, it's forcing it."
Gao Rui said with a wry smile what happened after the separation.
Since seeing the headless child, she has become more timid, and she wants to learn Sur's routine and explore the campus to see if she can find anything else.
"Who knows that the book of answers on the road suddenly exudes a strong suction, as if to pull me in," Gao Rui said with lingering fears: "I have no choice but to flip a page."
One-sided words are not easy to judge, after all, Su Er and Ji Heng have read it many times before. But if she is telling the truth, it means that every once in a while the book of answers has to be flipped through.
There is no clock to judge the time, Gao Rui gave a rather uncertain numerical judgment: "This is the first time I have turned a book, and it is about two hours before entering the copy."
Hearing that Sur's expression was cold, and Gao Rui didn't dare to disturb him casually.
After a long time, he raised his head and said to Ji Heng, "The situation is getting worse and worse for me."
Ji Heng nodded.
Sur had extremely bad luck in the game, and would become a living target for ghost attacks every time. The pocket watch seemed to be tailor-made for him. Hundreds of ghosts.
No matter how powerful the player is, he cannot guarantee that he will escape from Specter every time.
Sur sat down on the steps: "About the book of answers, the ghosts in it are known to only target individuals."
It's no secret, unless you call ghosts to play hide-and-seek like you did before, ghosts will ignore other players at any time and just deal with the people who summoned them.
"I have an idea… "
"I know… "
The two voices sounded at the same time.
Looking at each other, Sur hesitated: "It may not be successful, and it is very dangerous to succeed."
And it goes against their original idea of exploring the main story line.
Ji Heng: "Do it if you want."
With his support, Sur quickly came to a decision.
Just in case, I reminded Gao Rui in advance: "You'd better change place."
Gao Rui was even more decisive: "Give me five minutes."
After all, he jumped out of the window and ran from behind.
She had heard of Sur's ability to cause trouble. It was a man with a lot of hard work and manipulative actions. He might be able to lie down and win, but there was always a risk of being killed.
After confirming that the person had run away some distance, Sur put his hand on the cover of the book and asked in his heart with a very religious attitude: "The Book of Answers, please tell me how to free the ghosts sealed in the book."
Almost as soon as the voice fell, the book began to vibrate wildly, causing a very loud noise.
The ghost king on the second floor couldn't help coming out of the mirror, wanting to see what was going on.
Ji Heng was very close to Sur, and he had already taken out the props in his hand that could be invisible. When the frequency of the vibration of the book slowed down, he nodded: "It's almost there."
Sur tried to flip it for the first time, but it was unsuccessful. There seemed to be different forces fighting in the book of answers.
Just continue to wait calmly.
His idea is so simple and rude that it is outrageous. Instead of colliding with different ghosts and consuming it again and again, it is better to release all the ghosts at once.
Invisibility props can help them hold on for a while. After the ghosts come out, the rest is naturally the number of safe pages.
There is no need to tremble, just look at it at will, just find the graduation certificate before the ability of the props disappears.
"I don't know if it can be done." Sur stared at the violently shaking answer book with deep eyes.
Ghosts want freedom, and the book of answers is the container that seals them. There is a natural contradiction between the two.
From the point of view of the answer book, it is definitely trying to provide an irrelevant answer.
But the ghost would never allow it to do that.
Once all the powers of ghosts are twisted into a rope, a stalemate is inevitable.
Ji Heng: "The possibility of success is very high."
"Um?"
"Players ask questions, and the Book of Answers responds. This is the basic rule for dungeon operation."
To put it bluntly, they are playing the game, but the Book of Answers is in a passive state.
Sur propped his head up, watching the fun without taking it too seriously, cheering the ghost: "Be free or die, this is your only chance."
He believed that no other player would throw this question to the Book of Answers.
Clearing his throat, he read out an eight-hundred-word essay on the spot, still an argumentative essay, which Sur named "Long Live Freedom".
The book of answers, which had been shaken down, suddenly burst into a new round of violent shaking, and a thumping sound could be faintly heard inside, which made the image of the coffin that could not be held down automatically pop up in Sur's mind.
During the fierce confrontation, the book of answers suddenly flew out and hit the mirror on the wall.
After a loud bang, the mirror was unfortunately smashed with several cracks.
The little boy who came out to watch the fun was stunned for a few seconds, ahhh, screamed a few times, grabbed the book angrily, and threw it on the ground.
Encountered by the ghost king, the book of answers that does not prevail completely loses its chance of winning.
Sur stepped forward at the right time, flicked his fingers gently, and the page he turned to was no longer a simple vocabulary.
-Please put the book of answers under the fox fairy, and make a sincere wish, asking the fox fairy to grant all the ghosts good luck in it.
"The word 'please' is used," Sur sighed: "It really is an attitude of asking for help."
It's a pity that he believes that the moment the ghosts come out, they will immediately avenge their revenge, thinking about sharing the food to their free people.
Sur looked at the little boy: "We're going to the third floor."
The little boy began to stand still again, as if thinking.
Ji Heng suddenly said, "The more lively the better."
lively
The little boy didn't know what picture he imagined, but he was delighted by this statement, and grinned in agreement.
Ghosts like chaos and like to kill. This is the nature of the ghost, and it has been hard to change since ancient times.
This time, the little boy generously invited Ji Heng to come to the principal's office with him.
Because the ghost king had already revealed some information when he did the question before, Sur easily found the key and opened the cabinet door to find the fox fairy.
No one worshipped for a long time, but there was no dust on the statue.
The fox fairy is not beautiful, with a plump figure and a red dot between the eyebrows. At first glance, he is very dignified, but at the second glance, Su Er met a pair of fox eyes in a trance, giving birth to the urge to kneel.
Resisting this thought, he and Ji Heng put the book of answers in front of the fox fairy.
The two tacitly retreated to the door and began to pray according to the method given in the book.
The sincerity this time was not faked. Sur had the idea of letting go of the ghost, and it was considered very pious.
The surface of the book of answers shone with golden light. Ji Heng pulled him back a step. At the same time, several ghosts and ghosts appeared in front of them, sitting in rows on the cover.
"Wonderful." The little boy looked on with cold eyes, looking at this near-death scene with admiration.
As the phantoms increased little by little, until they were about to form a hill, Ji Heng quickly stepped forward to withdraw the two books of answers, and did not hesitate to use the stealth props.
Seeing that the person suddenly disappeared, the little boy raised his eyebrows and wrinkled his nose, trying to smell the prey.
The temperature in the principal's room dropped rapidly, and Suer felt in a trance that his eyelashes were covered with frost.
"run!"
Ji Heng shoved the book of answers that belonged to Sur to him, and pulled the person to rush out at the fastest speed.
Ji Heng was so careful with the use of stealth props, and knew the danger at the moment.
Before rushing out, Sur couldn't help but look back and opened his mouth, unable to pronounce a single syllable.
Almost all of the people who ran out of the book of answers were ghost children, some had no eyes, maggots came out from the blood hole, some kept pulling their tongues out, and some even had their intestines flowing all over the place. The scary thing is that the intestines are now It was still wriggling, and it continued to extend in the direction of the door.
Ghosts can feel their breath, but they can't accurately lock on to their targets.
The destructive power of children is beyond imagination. The escape of food from under their noses makes them very irritable. Hundreds of ghosts begin to move in the general direction they perceive, and many spiders that make their homes in the corners freeze to death along the way.
During the escape process, Sur did not look back until his physical strength was gradually exhausted and he was sure that he had run a long enough distance before pinching Xia Jiheng's wrist, signaling to stop for the time being.
Take a short break and get ready to flip through the book of answers.
However, at this moment, a palm silently covered his shoulder.
Cold and thin.
This hand exerted a little force, and the bones rattled.
Sur froze all over, twisting his almost stiff neck, facing the face that was pale under the moonlight.
The moment his eyes met, he transitioned from almost suffocating to slightly loosening his heart.
It turned out to be the host who appeared behind him.
Layman Dongfeng leaned on his wheelchair and quietly watched Su Er and Ji Heng, his slightly wider sleeves whistling in the wind.
After a long time, the lay master Dongfeng finally opened his mouth, but what he asked was an unexpected question.
"Today is the first day of the dungeon?"
Sur stunned: "The first day."
"How long has this game started?"
Sur was not too sure: "About... more than two hours."
As a Buddhist host, Layman Dongfeng likes to sleep and maintain health, and usually he doesn't interfere too much with dungeons. Hearing this, he lowered his eyelids: "So I haven't overslept..."
When I raised my eyes again, my vision became extremely sharp: "Then can you please explain why I closed and opened my eyes, and the night tour of the ghosts started outside?"
The author has something to say:
Open up the hosting career of layman Dongfeng in the form of sketches:
One day has passed when one's eyes are closed and one's eyes open, and a lifetime has passed when one's eyes are closed or not.
Note:
Although everyone should know, the desire to survive makes me still note that this sentence comes from the 2009 Spring Festival Gala sketch "Not Bad for Money".