Suer was also very wronged. He felt that he had taken the blame and said rationally, "I just worshipped the fox fairy, and she promised to ship it to me."
What a logical operation!
The Dongfeng layman frowned, and what he said was true. Luring players to worship the fox immortal was a dungeon designed routine, and he wanted them to kill each other's luck in vicious competition.
"Whose character did you use?"
Sur glanced at Ji Heng, the answer was self-evident.
"For this reason, I almost turned against my best friend. Isn't the copy happy to see it happen?"
One moment ago, a hundred ghosts roaming at night together in adversity, and the next moment, she was alone and beautiful and borrowed the luck of her companions, which can be called maddening.
Dongfeng layman followed his logic and found that it was the case.
Operation is no problem.
Couldn't find anyone who could express his anger, and finally turned his eyes to the fox fairy and reprimanded: "Useless thing."
Have a bad luck.
"… "
The statue trembled, and the surface visibly peeled off some paint, whether it was because of fear or trembling with anger.
"From now on, stay away from the fox fairy." Dongfeng layman squinted his eyes and hit each with a stick. Although the killing intent dissipated, the coldness still solidified in his pupils.
Sur was indignant: "Why? If others can worship me or not, wouldn't that be fish on the chopping board!"
"Deserved." Ji Heng cooperated with sneer.
Sur rushed to lay in front of Dongfeng layman, almost hit the wheelchair, and growled: "In order to increase my fortune, I betrayed my friend! Your decision is unfair! I want to report it!"
After opening the window, the night wind whistled in and faced the accusation in the dark night: "Players should have the same rights, I, Sur, report with my real name..."
"To shut up!"
It's not good for him to report to another host, and Suer just pretended, he pursed his lips when he heard the words, and turned his head to look pitiful.
Not long after, the familiar small black briquettes were thrown over and fell into the palm of his hand.
Dongfeng layman said with a headache: "If you can get out alive, this thing will be very useful."
Sur tempted: "What's the use?"
Layman Dongfeng looked at him coldly and said nothing.
Ji Heng reached out his hand at this moment: "Give it to me."
Sur: "Why?"
The two of them fought each other's words and almost made a move, and then Ji Heng followed behind him every step of the way.
Sur glared.
Ji Heng looked calm: "When you are dead, pick up the corpse."
Layman Dongfeng hated making noise the most. Seeing that they didn't lose their senses and kill each other, they were too lazy to continue watching the farce and went back to their original classroom to rest.
As soon as he disappeared, Sur's eyes returned to the fox fairy, with a little regret.
If the host didn't show up, in fact, he could use the broken statue to coerce the fox fairy to tell the truth.
Now that the benefits have been taken away, it is self-inflicted to provoke the host again.
Ji Heng faded away the exaggeration when he was just performing: "It's fine if you don't lose."
Sur nodded: "I hope the small briquettes have this value."
The broadcast room completely lost the need to explore. Before leaving, Sur glanced at the fox fairy: "We have to guard against others and lend us the transport."
Ji Heng corrected: "It's 'I'."
Unless someone is tired of living crookedly, they will borrow Suer's luck. Even if the fox fairy can't bless them, even if they borrow it, it is probably bad luck.
Su Er coughed lightly: "Borrowing requires hair and birth dates, and birth dates are not easy to come by."
Ji Heng knew what he wanted to say and shook his head: "Some people will collect the characters of other players in reality, just in case they need it."
The first time I heard about such an operation, Sur raised his eyebrows in surprise, and quickly figured it out by himself. There are many ghosts and ghosts in the game, and the use of the horoscope for birthdays is sometimes more than expected.
For example... a ghost marriage.
Ji Heng's eyes are unpredictable: "I'm not sure if there are any wrong-headed players in this batch of players, it will be very troublesome if they do."
After the voice fell for several seconds, Sur did not answer, and looked complicated when he spoke again: "Actually, I appreciate you very much."
The sudden turn made Ji Heng startled.
Sur said seriously: "If you are strong, you won't be ashamed to say, 'If you have the ability, you can borrow it' such a mindless and domineering declaration."
In judging the situation, he did better than himself.
Suddenly being praised, Ji Heng felt a little embarrassed.
Sur lowered his eyes: "There is only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no thousand days to prevent a thief."
If you want to borrow luck, you can always come up with thousands of ways.
Abruptly grabbed Ji Heng's wrist: "You always protect me, give me props, this time I will protect you."
After saying that, he pressed the other person's shoulder and motioned him to sit down.
"I'm looking for a knife now, you stay here."
"Knife?"
"Yes, shaved!" Sur: "Shave it clean, and then the cut head has a fever. Don't worry, no one will want to get a single strand of your hair when I'm here."
Since the birth date has become an uncontrollable factor, then make a fuss about the former.
"Wait." Ji Heng was about to stand up when he was pressed down again.
Suryu is serious: "After the copy is released, the hair will come back intact, it doesn't matter, don't be reluctant."
The principle is this principle, but Ji Heng didn't want to wander around the dungeon with a bald head.
He conveyed a strong refusal.
Sur had to give up.
After a long sigh, "the Internet is right. When you get older, you will take your hair very seriously."
"… "
Ji Heng turned around, just in time to meet his half-smiling expression, and couldn't help but smile: "Thank you for being able to figure it out."
After a while, he said: "But the idea is good, and it can be resold at a high price."
Shan Meng, Li Zizai, Jin Liya... Ji Heng named three lives in a row.
"These are the strongest players among the players, and they are also the most easily borrowed."
Sur is not optimistic: "In case they have already made a deal with Fox Immortal, isn't the plan going to fail?"
Ji Heng: "Those with strength and a little brain will not do this."
The weak need to take advantage of the situation, the strong are different, and if the strength is sufficient to protect themselves, it must be measured again and again.
Sur thought for a while: "That's right, if you really want to borrow it, you must borrow a stronger character."
Once the other party goes out alive, it is equivalent to provoking a big enemy.
"There are only two teaching buildings in total, and there will be times when we meet." Ji Heng said more: "At present, the task is more important."
Picking sesame seeds and throwing watermelon is not wise.
"it is good."
Walking out side by side, Sur returned to his seriousness: "Zhang Xiaohua's wish is to find the real murderer of the poisoning case, but it is consistent with our purpose."
Exploring the main line of the story and finding the murderer is an essential part.
Ji Heng: "Fox Immortals don't need poisoning to harm people. The biggest suspects are teachers or students."
Of course, in reality, there is no lack of the possibility of a certain staff member taking revenge on the society, but the copy focuses on cause and effect, and this possibility is very small.
Because of thinking, Suer subconsciously slowed down: "Milk is packaged in bags, boxes and bottles. The first two require needles. Assuming that students commit crimes, the work of parents should be special, but there is still the most important point..."
After a pause, his eyes deepened: "The source of the poison."
Rat poison schools are everywhere, dissolved in liquids that change the taste and even color of milk, and reduced doses are not enough to kill.
The murderer must have chosen another potion.
The two sides tacitly began to search for offices, trying to understand the family situation of the students through the roster.
Sur quickened his pace again: "After the tragedy, the school suddenly fell into disrepair. If we are lucky, we can find a lot of residual information."
The premise of 'good luck' came out of his mouth very delicately.
I seem to have noticed this too, so I pouted slightly and stopped talking.
You can walk to the end of the corridor in a minute or two, and the office is easy to find.
The windows were closed, and the moment the door opened, there was a pungent musty smell.
There were several papers that had become brittle due to age, and Sur carefully picked them up, confirming that they were sixth-grade papers.
The drawers and cabinet doors were locked. He was about to discuss with Ji Heng about the division of unlocking, when he turned his head and suddenly saw a pair of shoes on the oblique side, with the toes pointing straight at him.
I blinked to make sure I read it right.
Only the shoes can't see the ghost, he moved to the side, and the shoes followed.
However, Ji Heng took the initiative to take a step forward at this time, but the shoes backed up.
Sur: "A ghost is on the shoe?"
"The yin qi is not heavy, and it is difficult to judge."
Sur's eyes lit up and he took out the electric shock.
Store more yin to be prepared, and maybe the next dungeon will need to develop an artificial ghost project.
"pain."
The electric shocker began to operate against the upper of the shoe, and a thin sound came. The locked cabinet door behind her was violently opened from the inside, and the first thing that came out was a pale palm. As her whole body got out, she could finally see the whole picture.
A round-faced little girl with a ponytail, with a butterfly hairpin on her head, and the butterfly's wings vibrate with every movement.
The little girl didn't intend to attack, she walked to the shoes with bare feet, picked up the little red shoes and stared at Sur with out-of-focus eyes.
The villain of Sur complained first: "Why scary people?"
The little girl said faintly: "You took my mission."
Sur was stunned: "Zhang Xiaohua?"
The little girl nodded dully.
Finding the key person, Sur immediately asked about the incident when the incident happened, but unfortunately Zhang Xiaohua didn't move, and kept repeating: "I'm hungry."
His dark eyes rolled around, and his tone was filled with resentment: "I took over the task, you guys... can't eat for the time being."
After speaking, move outside, ready to find new foraging objects.
Su Er glanced at Ji Heng and asked with his eyes if he wanted to stop him.
"Come and have a look."
Ghosts find people in their own way, or magnetic fields, or smells.
Zhang Xiaohua didn't walk forward without a clue. Gradually, someone could be heard talking in a low voice.
She accelerated and rushed to a classroom, and within thirty seconds, she was thrown out again.
The little girl was not injured at all, picked up her shoes and got up quickly, muttering to herself: "I can beat but I can't kill, so I can't eat..."
Shaking his head and looking elsewhere for food.
This time Ji Heng did not follow, but walked into the classroom instead.
Hearing the heavier footsteps that were different from those of the ghost boy, Shan Meng and Jin Liya in the classroom looked defensive.
Seeing the person coming, the initial surprise used to be even more vigilant: "The ghost you brought in?"
Ji Heng shook his head: "We were brought in by ghosts."
At this time, Sur also entered the classroom, and the atmosphere was depressed and tense.
Shan Meng prepared to leave.
"Doing a deal?" Ji Heng stopped him.
Shan Meng subconsciously refused: "Last year and your next copy number, I almost took my pants as collateral after I heard it came out."
Although it is only an exaggerated rumor, it is also worth learning from.
Without throwing out all the information at once, Ji Heng put the bait first: "The way the fox fairy harms people..."
"Luck." Jin Liya on the side curled her hair with her fingers, and said with a charming temperament: "We already know."
"But I have a way to keep you from being borrowed."
As soon as these words came out, two sharp eyes fell on him.
Ji Heng's tone was mysterious and solemn. Anticipating what would happen next, Su Er silently witnessed the profiteer doing business.
Shan Meng and Jin Liya were worried about borrowing luck just now. When they heard that there was a solution, they couldn't help looking at each other. Soon Jin Liya spread the hair from her fingertips and negotiated seriously: "Conditions."
"Two pieces of self-defense props."
Jin Liya frowned. There are many types of props. The self-defense type is not rare, but it is very practical.
"Ten seconds to think about it," Ji Heng glanced at the night outside the window: "We're still in a hurry."
Jin Liya was also decisive, she took out a prop and threw it over, which was considered sincerity.
"The other one will be paid after you finish."
Not afraid that she would default on her bill, Ji Heng slowly spit out two words: "Shave your head."
After speaking, there is an extra knife in his hand and a useless fire prop: "If you need, I can send the Buddha to the west."
"!!!"
Ten minutes later, two smooth braised egg heads appeared in the corridor, and the lights reflected on them.
"Old beast..." Jin Liya's face turned from red to blue, and the corners of her mouth kept twitching.
Actually used this method to deceive them with two props.
Shan Meng was also speechless. For the sake of safety, and because they didn't want two props to go to waste, the two of them finally chose to shave their hair.
"I'm not reconciled." Jin Liya wanted to turn back.
Shan Meng pulled her.
"It's not for a fight," she said, no matter how angry she was, she didn't lose her mind: "Just say hello and let Ji Heng take it as soon as you see it. Let's put on a hat to cover it up, and we can use this to make a fortune."
Shan Meng let go of his hand and touched his chin: "It makes sense."
The benefits cannot always be taken by one person.
Heads can not only be shaved by them.
With her shiny bald head, Jin Liya had the illusion of being light when she walked.
The voice of communication came from the classroom, and she subconsciously put down the footsteps and pricked up her ears to eavesdrop.
"Two props are easy to offend people." Sur's voice was faintly worried.
Ji Heng was always indifferent: "It's not in the way."
Sur: "I came up with the idea of shaving the head, but you did the hatred thing."
"Don't worry about it," Ji Heng handed over the props: "The number of ghosts in this dungeon exceeds the standard, take it for self-defense."
After two seconds of silence, Sur's voice sounded again: "Thank you."
…
Outside the door, Jin Liya covered her chest... Damn, that was obviously her prop!
I couldn't listen to the conversation that followed, so I walked back leaning against the wall.
Shan Meng, who was waiting on the spot, saw that her face was not good, and frowned: "Have you fought?"
"Beasts!" Jin Liya looked indignant: "Then the grandson used Sur's ideas to trick us, and then used our props to please Sur."
Borrowing flowers and offering Buddhas to play to this extent, I have never seen anything more shameless than this!
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Summary: Earn!
small theater:
Layman Dongfeng opened his eyes, and it was no longer a night tour of a hundred ghosts. At first glance, he almost mistook him for a group of monks floating around.
Why are players wearing bald heads
Layman Dongfeng murmured, "What time is it now, how long have I slept, and what have I missed?"
Ji Heng as one of the culprits: I didn't shave everyone, everyone did, I'm the prettiest cub in Sur's eyes!