It was not good to be a teacher, and Sur's eyes changed slightly, thinking about what reason to prevaricate.
Ji Heng was frankly terrifying: "No violation."
The four words fell lightly, as if the appearance of those ghosts was like raindrops falling after dark clouds condensed, and they were all natural phenomena.
While speaking, he winked at Sur, and the latter took the time to read the book of answers.
Layman Dongfeng shrugged and twitched his eyelids: "Stop for me."
Sur followed suit, learning Ji Heng's words while turning over, and insisted that he did not violate the rules.
Dongfeng layman had to admit that the two players' research and utilization ratio of rules even surpassed that of the host.
Raise your arm and throw a small black ball.
The host couldn't kill the player directly, so Suer's thoughts moved, and he directly caught it without dodging.
"Enough is enough." Dongfeng layman: "The loopholes in the rules will be patched soon."
The game cannot allow the phenomenon of ghosts walking at night.
Not long after the voice fell, a small card appeared in mid-air, and staggered and fell on his knees.
After reading it, layman Dongfeng said in a calm and terrifying voice, "Book."
Guessing that the card might be an explanation of the game, Su Er took the initiative to submit it, Ji Heng did not hesitate, and gave it directly.
"I'm going to hunt ghosts now," Dongfeng layman adjusted the direction of his wheelchair and turned his face slightly. The soft lines on his side face were now very cold and hard: "This is a dungeon loophole, and that gadget should be used as compensation."
After speaking, he disappeared without a trace.
Sur sighed: "It's a pity."
Given even one more minute, he could turn the entire book.
Ji Heng: "The timing of the host's appearance is very coincidental, and most of it represents the will of the game."
The game does not allow the use of this destructive method to clear the level, and the return of hundreds of ghosts to freedom is a provocation to its authority.
Without too much time to regret, Sur turned to study the small black ball in his hand, which seemed to be a living creature, rolling around in the palm of his hand and dropping ash.
The corner of his mouth twitched: "It seems to be a briquettes."
Of course, the things given by the host will not be vulgar, and the specific effect can only be waited for after returning to the transfer station and using instruments for identification.
Right now, the book of answers has been taken away temporarily, the plan has been disrupted, and I have to go back to the exploration story line.
"Wandering around is like being hit by a ghost," Sulton couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that the game is deliberately playing tricks on us?"
Ji Heng shook his head: "No, it's a victim."
"… "
"The ghost king mentioned the graduation certificate," Ji Heng looked at the moment: "Judging from the appearance, the child is almost in the sixth grade."
Sur covered his chest: "I searched the sixth grade classroom before, but every six years."
There are only two classrooms on that floor, so it's not impossible to miss the class where the ghost king once stayed, and the second class in the sixth year is the correct target.
Imagination hurts.
After listening to the cause and effect, Ji Heng did not agree with this remark, and looked at him quietly for a while: "Your luck is getting worse a little bit."
Some people are born with bad luck, but Su Er is different. Since getting to know him, Ji Heng has personally witnessed the process of his luck decreasing.
"It's really going to be traced back..." After thinking about it carefully, Sur frowned: "It seems that after coming out of the copy of Tianji City, it's more unfortunate."
Especially at the end of the dungeon, zombies were created by accident.
This probability is as low as one in a billion.
Ji Heng pondered: "The purpose of the charm value happened to be developed in that dungeon, and at the same time, you also got a mysterious eye."
Sur had a bad conjecture: "Could it be that the use of eyes is at the expense of luck?"
Everyone has the charm value, the level is different, and no one has seen a sudden drop in luck.
Ji Heng: "Recently, try to reduce the frequency of use."
This is just a comforting statement, and Sur has not used it a few times in total. The root cause may be that the eyes are on him.
It's a pity that the most important thing at the moment is to secure the copy, and Ji Heng can't make a fuss about this juncture even if he wants to find a solution.
Returning to the teaching building again, a life-and-death pursuit is being staged on the playground. A tall player was chased by a child with a slingshot. If it's just a slingshot, that's all, the balls shot out can actually detonate in mid-air.
"Help!"
When he saw someone, he ran towards here without hesitation.
Ji Heng's face sank. Although the ghost that ran out of the book of answers was only aimed at the book holder, the random shooting of marbles would inevitably affect other people.
He did a great job, without any intention of helping, and ran away with Sur.
The tall player didn't expect this, so he was stunned for a moment, cursing and chasing after them.
Hearing the rapid footsteps behind, Sur raised his eyebrows: "What is this picture?"
"It is against the law to kill him directly. As long as people follow closely, you and I are also in danger."
If you want to not be dragged down, you have to help.
Sur turned his head and warned: "You will regret it if you follow."
Tall players are indifferent.
Sur's eyes changed, and the moment he ran into the teaching building, he whispered: "Close the door!"
After saying that, He Ji Heng closed the door tightly.
"Oh shit!"
There was a curse from outside, and after the player who came a step late slammed into the door twice to no avail, he had to take out a ball of wool from his pocket and threw it at the child behind him.
The ball of yarn automatically unfolded in mid-air, the thread entangled the kid, and the tall player was able to escape.
Sur laughed angrily: "We still depend on us to have props."
Ji Heng said coldly, "I guess I don't want to use it, I want to borrow Dongfeng."
After the kid disappeared, the tall player kicked the door twice: "Don't let me..."
Before the cruel words were finished, Ji Heng took the initiative to open the door and motioned for him to continue.
Two-on-one is not dominant, the tall player muttered a few words, spit on the ground and left.
Sur looked at the back of his leaving, and joked: "It seems that you are not so famous in the game."
Ji Heng: "Yao Zhi said..."
"Respect for species diversity."
After speaking in unison, they each smiled and walked upstairs.
On the fourth floor, Sur took a few more steps forward. The headless child was still in the classroom. Now Kung Fu took a new head and threw it around as a ball.
Sur: "This classroom can't hold it."
Ji Heng: "Some ghosts only target people."
Learning from the previous lessons, this time the headless child gave up provocation and turned his back on them to express dissatisfaction.
Sur wouldn't take the initiative to provoke him, and turned to the second class of the sixth grade next to him.
"Most elementary school students are seated according to their height," recalling the ghost king's height, Sur suggested, "You can start from the last two rows."
There are still schoolbags in several cabinets, probably because the parents are unwilling to accept the reality, and they didn't even take these things away after the tragedy.
Ji Heng found a letterhead and stopped.
Sur leaned over, and the handwriting on it was very immature. It was an excellent student speech.
The content roughly boils down to a student named Chen Ziwen, who won the first prize in the National Mathematics Competition and was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the city. He was very grateful for the school's cultivation and called on more students to make progress.
From the pride that oozes between the lines, it's not hard to tell that this middle school is famous.
"Isn't primary school going to junior high school divided by school district?"
Ji Heng: "When I was a child, good middle schools had entrance exams."
Sur nodded understandingly: "So this is the generation gap."
"… "
Ji Heng is very young, but it depends on who he is compared with. If the object of comparison is Su Er, he is a few years old.
"It's the reason why the times are changing so fast," he stressed.
Sur nodded perfunctorily.
"It's a pity..." Sur closed the letter: "This child has no chance to continue his studies."
The school supplies are still there, which means that Chen Ziwen is also one of the victims of the milk poisoning case.
Ji Heng turned over several test papers in the cabinet, and they were basically full marks.
"I usually study well, and it is a national competition. It is unlikely that I will cheat on my results."
Sur: "Since the book of answers gives information about the competition, there must be something tricky in the middle."
Just as he was talking, he saw Ji Heng's eyes swept over him and looked out of the door.
The first thing that catches the eye is the familiar wheelchair. Layman Dongfeng calmly put two books on the table and asked them to pick them up.
The player's name is printed on the bottom right of the book, so don't worry about getting it wrong.
After doing all this, Layman Dongfeng left in a wheelchair, went back to the original classroom, closed his eyes and rested.
This time he was really sleepy, and catching ghosts was a physical task.
As the host disappeared, the low pressure in the classroom dissipated.
Ji Heng asked Su Er to put away the book, and took the speech to the next classroom.
The headless child moved a few vacant seats inside, looking reluctant to contact him.
Ji Heng stood at the door and didn't care about the other party's attitude. He read the speech verbatim and asked, "What happened during the competition?"
The headless child suddenly put the human head on his hand on the broken neck, and the adult's expressionless expression and the child's body matched completely strangely.
"You'll know soon enough."
The child turned to him with his head in his hands: "Because you will experience it yourself."
After speaking, he jumped towards the window, and the moment he landed, the child easily jumped to another place, but his head was smashed to pieces.
"Listen to what he means, history will repeat itself?" Su Er did not know when he appeared behind Ji Heng, and shook the Chinese text in his hand.
After opening it, in addition to the notes, there were many sad words written in the blanks. Looking at it from the perspective of an adult, Sur couldn't help but feel embarrassed for the owner of the textbook for two seconds when he flipped through it.
He focused on one of the lines of the poem:
"compete"
The devil is doing business with two rich people at the same time
he seduces the first man
give me a year of life
Your competitor will go bankrupt
The rich happily agree
The devil whispered to the second person again
and say
Just give me a year and a day to live
I help you bankrupt the first person
A year later, both tycoons are dead
Ji Heng was more interested in how Su Er discovered such hidden lines.
"Only this kid's drawer can't find anything related to foxes."
There are still sober people in a class, and they don't believe in the so-called fox fairy.
Ji Heng: "If you win the competition, you will have the qualification to go to a good school. I am afraid that many people will worship the fox fairy because of this."
Sur's smile froze: "A group of people are asking for the fox fairy for the same thing, but there is only one place."
It's hard to imagine what would happen in this situation.
In the next second, a 'ding' sounded suddenly in the ear.
[Zhang Xiaohua's wish:
Zhang Xiaohua is the smartest child with the best grades in the class. She doesn't believe in the fox fairy, but only believes that hard work can prove everything.
Her life ended with a bottle of poisoned milk.
Find out the murderer of the poisoning case, and you can get a safety charm made by Zhang Xiaohua. ]
Sur: "It's not in vain."
Ji Heng nodded.
Sur faintly noticed that the other party's mind was not entirely on the task, indicating that he had concerns.
At this time, Ji Heng walked to the window and looked at another teaching building through the moonlight: "Time is limited."
With over 300 pages of answers, finding the right page is easier said than done.
Hearing what he said, combined with what the headless child said before he disappeared, Suer said solemnly: "Anyone among the players will go to worship the fox fairy?"
But just like this, there is no such thing as history repeating itself. At the beginning, there was competition due to the limited number of awards. Where are the contradictions now
The copy does not set the number of survivors.
Ji Heng's eyes turned cold, and he slowly spit out two words: "Luck by luck."
Sur was stunned and looked at the text in the textbook again, a chill arose in his heart.
"The principal's room is dedicated to the fox fairy, but the ghost king is guarding it and ordinary people can't get in." He pursed his lower lip and said, "The dungeon wants to use this to set the player down, so there will not be only one place to enshrine the fox fairy."
Ji Heng: "Look for it."
Sur nodded.
Luck is borrowed for no reason, which is quite fatal.
Ji Heng: "After finding the statue, try to destroy it. If you can't destroy it, you must figure out its operation routine."
Luck is not something that can be borrowed casually, and some kind of operation must be performed in the middle.
Sur said as he walked, "Now you're a living target."
Once a player tries to borrow luck, it must be the most powerful person to borrow, and Ji Heng bears the brunt.
When he went up the stairs, his footsteps suddenly stopped: "I have a hunch that the player who just followed us may not just be reluctant to give up the props."
The teaching building was not very big, so the statues could not be placed in public areas such as classrooms and offices. The two returned to the broadcasting room and searched carefully, but found nothing.
"There seems to be a ghost in the room next door." Just as Sur was hesitating whether to take the risk, he saw Ji Heng suddenly staring at the ceiling.
"The best places to hide things are often in high places."
Su Er raised his eyebrows and took the initiative to put the stool on the table, letting Ji Heng support the legs of the table and start groping on the ceiling.
Squeak!
After removing a piece of the ceiling, a mouse ran over quickly.
Sur was startled by the sudden noise, and his center of gravity was unstable.
Ji Heng supported him from behind: "Be careful."
With his fingers grasping the edges, there was a thick layer of dust. Sur squinted his eyes and saw that one of them was so clean that even the mice avoided it.
"found it."
Ji Heng handed him a bracket, and Su Er hooked it out little by little. When he really came into contact with the statue of the fox fairy, the pair of fox eyes that he had seen in the principal's room appeared in front of him again. Su Er held his breath, tried his best to stay awake, and squatted down. Jump from the chair to the tabletop.
The statue of the fox fairy was placed on the table, and there was no scene where he was tempted to make a deal.
"Bye bye, you'll know." Ji Heng stepped forward, preparing to do the experiment himself.
Sur stopped: "I'll come."
Understanding what he meant, Ji Heng laughed: "Are you sure?"
Sur nodded and put his hands together in a fake fashion: "Mother Fox Fairy, please bless my luck getting better."
When he prayed for the ghost according to the instructions in the book of answers, he didn't feel it at all. This time, it was purely for personal benefit. The moment the words fell, Sur clearly felt that his body was surrounded by a strange force.
A soft voice lingered in my ears: "I can lend you a piece of hair and birthday characters."
Sur: "My character?"
There was a slight smile in his voice, which made one's heart numb: "Of course you want to borrow someone."
Only the parties involved could hear the words, and Su Er turned his head to look at Ji Heng who said nothing, and said the request of the fox fairy.
"give her."
Ji Heng told Sur the birth date and took off another hair.
In the process of looking at the fox fairy again, Sur silently opened the mysterious eye in his body.
If as previously speculated, the luck of using this eye will be infinitely reduced, then he would like to see if the luck brought by the fox fairy can suppress this eye.
Ji Heng folded his arms aside, lowered his head and couldn't see his emotions. He knew that Sur's life and eyes were superimposed, and the effect would never be as simple as one plus one.
At this time, the eyes of the fox fairy statue seemed to be more curved.
As the fox fairy cast the spell, Su'er's vision became blurred, and he vaguely saw a plump woman holding a wicker, lightly tapped on her shoulder, and her red lips parted lightly after a while:
"Good luck."
The chaotic light group stayed on the shoulder, and it was quickly repelled after it penetrated.
Fox Fairy was stunned for a moment.
He tapped a wicker on his shoulder again: "Good luck."
Still no success.
On the third attempt, instead of failing, a section of the wicker was absorbed into the skin.
Sur groaned in pain.
Ji Heng raised his hand to stop it, but Sur shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "It hurts and is happy."
He could feel what the Mystic Eye was absorbing.
The fox fairy is no longer calm, and the remaining good fortune in her body is being continuously absorbed. Tried to take back the wicker, but couldn't take it back.
"God damn it! Where did the death star come from!"
The wicker was originally a part of her strength, and under the madness, there was a crack in the statue of the fox fairy.
At the same time, all the nine fox fairy statues hidden in the school began to show signs of shattering.
One of the players who was quietly kneeling down was startled.
"Warning, it is expected that the statue of the fox fairy will be completely destroyed in one minute. The third and sixth branches of the mission will be affected and closed at the same time. The copy has signs of collapse, please deal with it as soon as possible—"
Dongfeng layman was taking a nap, and the moment the game prompt came, he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a strong killing intent in his eyes.
broadcast room.
Sur watched the statue kept peeling off paint like peeling off the wall, and was suddenly pushed away by a force behind him. Fortunately, Ji Heng supported it in time, so he didn't fall.
Not wanting to question the culprit, layman Dongfeng placed his palm on the head of the statue and slowly injected yin energy. After a long time, the fox fairy gradually began to show signs of stopping breaking.
After doing all this, he turned away expressionlessly.
Because the wheelchair moves too much, the wheels make a harsh and sharp sound in the friction with the ground.
"Today is the first day of the game?"
Deja Vu question.
Sur calmly replied: "The first day."
Layman Dongfeng closed his eyes: "How long has it been since we last separated?"
"About..." Sur said by feeling: "Twenty minutes?"
"very good."
Sur wondered: "Where's the good?"
Layman Dongfeng asked back, "What do you think?"
The three words were pronounced so heavily that even an idiot could hear the sarcasm.
Sur glanced at the god statue, which had become extraordinarily ugly because of its skin loss, and raised the lower half of his eyebrows at Ji Heng.
"It's not your fault." Ji Heng said solemnly, "It's the fox immortal's incompetence in business."
"… "
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