Faced with this aggressiveness, Sur thought a lot in an instant.
There is a precedent for the loyal servants of the tomb. As soon as the layman Dongfeng left, it was a rose.
"Hurry up and report it." Dongfeng layman repeated coldly.
Sur's throat moved... Which one should Black Rose and Black Moonlight choose
Only children make choices, adults don't want any!
"Three seconds..." Because his patience was exhausted, the Dongfeng layman seemed extremely strong: "Three, two..."
The moment he narrowed his eyes, Sur knew that the initiative was not in his own hands, and he chose to report it very wisely.
After summing up the words, he said slowly: "I, Sur, report with my real name! Since I entered the dungeon, the host has repeatedly interfered with the game..."
This sentence is almost a copy of the other party's self-criticism.
Unfortunately, the voice fell, and the game did not give any response. Faced with the unkind look of layman Dongfeng, Su Er sneered: "It was also a day after the last time that the host was sent back."
"Last time?"
How many secrets does he have that he doesn't know
Sur turned the subject bluntly: "Relax, maybe the copy will be replaced tomorrow."
Inadvertently glimpsed that the book of answers was actually healing, and the smirk disappeared.
"This thing is essentially a container of sleepy ghosts, with self-healing ability," facing his questioning eyes, Dongfeng layman said coldly: "Your idea is very good, destroying the book will compromise the game, but the danger is also Not small."
Some ghosts will perish together with the book of answers, but some strong ones may be able to get away with it.
Sur naturally also thought about this, and to put it bluntly, it is the reappearance of Hundred Ghosts Night Tour.
At that time, he and Ji Heng used a stealth item, and the ghost only aimed at the summoner, and in the end the pot was the host.
"Your reliance is only that the host must maintain the stability of the copy," Dongfeng layman turned his wheelchair a few steps forward and came to him: "What if I am not competent enough?"
Looking at each other, Sur folded his fingers.
"Death is not terrible, the game is the fairest, if you die because the copy crashes, it will bring you back to life."
Sur's eyes flashed.
Regardless of emotions, Layman Dongfeng spoke with a natural lazy tone: "But it's people who survived or ghosts, who knows?"
Hearing that, Sur's out-of-the-way light aimed at Ji Heng, the latter nodded slightly, and the two sides agreed: enough is enough.
A few months ago at the novice farm, Sur almost caused the dungeon to collapse. According to the rose gentleman, everyone was in danger when the dungeon collapsed. Although the game can generally be repaired in time, if it really wants to die, it will die.
Older gingers are more spicy.
Just when Sur was slightly bluffed, Ji Heng suddenly said: "His method is not illegal in nature, and the player's interests cannot be harmed because of the loopholes in the game."
Layman Dongfeng had a premonition that he would be sucked blood again.
How easy it is to offend people with words, Ji Heng nodded to shut up and stretched out his hand calmly.
Sur followed suit, but with two hands.
Layman Dongfeng's eyelids jumped: "...Are you guys begging for food?"
The two were indifferent, like the suffering poor who stopped the rich during the famine years.
Out of sight is clear, he pressed the armrest of the wheelchair hard, and the layman Dongfeng disappeared from the spot.
At the same time, Sur found that there was another small briquettes in his palm, as did Ji Heng.
The briquettes trembled slightly, and Sur held it and stuffed it into his pocket: "I hope this thing can really be of great use..."
Squinting at the fox who was still struggling: "Kill or stay?"
Ji Heng grabbed the fox with one hand and walked to the dead Jiang Yi.
Ignoring the fox's resistance, he looked back at Sur: "Clothes."
Sur came over and took off Jiang Yi's shirt, leaving two black children's palm prints above the shoulders of the corpse.
"Zhang Xiaohua's hands are slender than those of her peers, I'm sorry."
Animal claws are even less likely.
Ji Heng lowered his eyes slightly: "If you eat your internal organs, you will die, but your expression will not be so calm."
In the case of life and death, the muscles are cramped and stiff, and the face will be extremely distorted.
The implication is that the previous conclusion does not need to be overturned, Jiang Yi is most likely to drown.
Sur was even more puzzled about how the fox got into his body. The two of them witnessed the scene of the disemboweled belly, which was enough to prove that the fox didn't bite into his belly after Jiang Yi died. It was more like living in the body originally.
I vaguely heard someone calling my name, the voice was not loud, with a hint of uncertainty.
Su Er responded, and Shan Meng and Jin Liya came in.
They smelled the blood before, did not dare to push the door directly in, and lingered vigilantly outside the toilet.
As soon as she came in, she saw the bloody corpse, Jin Liya felt a little uncomfortable, and said, "There is nothing on the third floor."
Shan Meng swept the badge that Ji Heng had picked up and put aside before, and said stunned: "Jiang Yi?"
Jin Liya was even more surprised: "Did he die?"
Not long ago, everyone parted from the playground, and they died in a blink of an eye.
The initial consternation passed, and Shan Meng approached and checked the body. He was an expert and quickly began to analyze that there were several traumas and fractures on his body.
Jin Liya was not idle either, and found a black shirt from behind the trash can, which was the one Jiang Yi originally wore.
He smelled it, showing disgust in his eyes, and combined with the new traces on the urinal wall: "It is estimated that he accidentally fell while going to the toilet, and took off his dirty clothes."
Sur: "Jiang Yi said that he was borrowed fortune."
Before the organization to fight the ghost king, when they found Jiang Yi, the other party almost choked to death drinking cold water. Falling on the toilet sounds funny, but it's not impossible.
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the shirt that had just been ripped off from the corpse. It seemed to have a smell and watermark, and he wondered, "He wears two clothes?"
"Normal." Jin Liya lifted her T-shirt: "I also like to add an extra short sleeve, which can be bandaged and can keep out the cold at night."
Having learned new experiences, Sur reflected on why he hadn't considered this issue.
Ji Heng said lightly, "With you here, it's others who get hurt."
"… "
Jin Liya wanted to go up and look at the body again, but the fox suddenly showed its sharp claws and almost scratched her clothes.
He pouted and was about to teach the vicious fox a lesson when Ji Heng suddenly said, "The point is who killed Jiang Yi?"
Su Er pursed his lips: "It's not Zhang Xiaohua, nor is it a fox, according to the handprint." After a pause, he blinked in confusion: "By the way, where is Jiang Yi's book of answers?"
As soon as the words came out, several eyes fell on him, Jin Liya said: "Soon after the player dies, the copy will be taken back."
After thinking about it, it is still unbelievable. Normal people will pay attention to this issue first.
Sur has been thinking about how to destroy the book of answers. Hearing this, he looked at Ji Heng: "You know that too?"
Ji Heng: "I observed Liu Xiangxiang when he died."
Sur touched his nose and stopped talking.
Thinking about the question Ji Heng just asked, Jin Liya's face changed slightly: "Jiang Yi should have just finished using the toilet at that time, and he will not choose to read the book of answers at this juncture."
It is also not ruled out that people are unlucky and accidentally opened the book of answers after a fall.
But the book of answers is thick and hard, like a brick, and it is difficult to open without deliberately flipping through it.
"Not the ghost in the book of answers, nor the little girl..."
Jin Liya didn't continue to say what she said later, just as a gust of wind was blowing outside the window, which made people's scalp feel cold.
She swallowed: "Isn't there a ghost hidden in this school?"
Jiang Yi's force value is not low, the death is so miserable, the one who can kill him must be the ghost.
Thinking of this, Jin Liya touched the props hidden in her sleeves intentionally or not.
laugh!
Taking advantage of the crowd's exchange, the fox became ruthless. He cut off his tail with his claws and jumped out of the window. Not only did he not fall to his death after landing, he also easily ran to the distance.
A string of bloodstains could be seen faintly on the playground.
Sur: "Come and have a look?"
"No hurry." Ji Heng looked at the toilet again.
This action made everyone think of his original intention.
Shan Meng: "If the old place on the note refers to this place, why don't you go home and gather in the toilet after school?"
He didn't shy away from talking, moved Jiang Yi's body away, and started searching from the place where the sundries were placed.
Sur's gaze stayed on the long dead vegetation on the windowsill, and stared at it for a few seconds. Suddenly, the soil in the shaving pot began to shave, and my fingers passed through the dry soil quickly, and suddenly touched a small piece of ice.
As the soil was removed little by little, half of the head of the fox fairy statue was exposed.
It was just stuck in the soil, revealing half of its body, and facing the crowd without moving.
Jin Liya sighed: "Children are really creative."
I can actually think of hiding the idol here.
Sur did not have delicate emotions to resonate, and the question was quite realistic: "The teacher confiscated the note, will he find out all this?"
Will it stop it when it is discovered, or will it turn a blind eye
Ji Heng came over and dug out the statue: "Wait for me for a while."
When he reappeared, there was another god statue in his hand.
Sur: "This is..."
"The one in the broadcasting room." Ji Heng: "Next, try to collect the school's fox statues as much as possible."
Jin Liya raised her eyebrows: "Wonderful! This prevents someone from borrowing luck."
Ji Heng shook his head, indicating that the purpose was not this: "The appearance of a fox means that the hidden ghost is related to the fox fairy."
Tie a few knots with Jiang Yi's shirt to make a temporary package, and then threw the idol in it like a waste.
"When we take all the statues away, the ghost may come to the door on his own initiative."
"… "
Sur agreed: "There must be something special about not being included in the book of answers."
Maybe the source of everything is this ghost.
Jin Liya smiled reluctantly: "Is it... too dangerous?"
"I take the risk." Ji Heng explained that he could take care of the statue: "Whoever can find a statue, I can share the clues afterwards."
Finding idols is much easier than dealing with ghosts. Jin Liya and Shan Meng both chose a more cost-effective deal.
Several people agreed to meet in the classroom on the second floor if there was a clue.
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Players with high abilities have their own means, depending on whether they are willing to spend the price to display.
Jin Liya patiently followed a player who had breakfast, and easily got the loot when the other party worshipped the fox fairy.
Shan Meng was less fortunate, and the players he followed did not behave suspiciously, so he had no choice but to consume a treasure-hunting mouse item, cut his fingers and bleed its eyes: "Take me to find the idol."
The Treasure Mouse was originally like a wooden sculpture without a soul, standing there motionless. After its eyes were stained red with blood, it ran quickly, and it ran all the way from the playground back to the teaching building, with Shan Meng following behind.
When he found out that the place where the treasure hunter was going was the classroom when he first entered the dungeon, he couldn't help but hesitate.
Once inside, you must meet the host.
No player wants to get too close to the host. The survival time of Naihe Treasure Rat is only five minutes, and if it is allowed to find other gods, it may fall short.
Gritting his teeth, Shan Meng bravely walked into the classroom.
The Treasure Mouse jumped to the book corner and tipped the stack of books on top of his head.
Forgetting the fear brought by the host, Shan Meng hurriedly walked over, and when he saw it was a god statue, the corner of his mouth twitched... It was dark under the lights, a way to never get tired of playing games.
Beside the podium, Layman Dongfeng rarely sleeps.
In the past half an hour, every time he was about to fall asleep, he would be awakened by a nightmare, as if he would be called to clean up the mess in the next moment.
Seeing that the other party was holding the statue in his arms and was about to take it away, the layman Dongfeng said lightly, "Just worship, it's not too much trouble to bring it."
Delighted to find the god statue successfully, Shan Meng forgot his scruples when he spoke: "Don't worship, just use it for trading."
Layman Dongfeng had no interest in continuing to listen, and waved his hand to signal him to leave quickly.
"and many more."
When the person was about to leave, the layman Dongfeng suddenly became vigilant: "To whom?"
Shan Meng looked suspicious and did not speak.
Layman Dongfeng made the worst guess: "Suer?"
Although there was no response, Shan Meng was betrayed by the sudden surprise.
Layman Dongfeng closed his eyes: "I'll go with you."
Shan Meng frowned and stood still.
Layman Dongfeng said lightly, "I want to make sure that Sur is safe."
It was useless to stand still, but Shan Meng finally moved forward.
Along the way, the lay master Dongfeng followed behind, making him feel like a man on his back.
Going down one layer at a time, the fourth and fifth floors have all died, leaving a faint smell of blood in the air. Going down to the second floor was much better. According to the agreed trading location, Shan Meng went straight to the classroom at the end of the corridor.
The windows are all open, and the temperature of the sunlight outside is suitable, and it does not feel hot when it comes in.
Several tables were placed together, Su Er and Ji Heng were lying on it, one was curled up slightly sideways, the other was lying stretched out. Occasionally, the wind blew, and the broken hair on the forehead was gently lifted.
Sunshine, breeze, classroom.
At a glance, the years are quiet.
These two people know how to combine work and rest, and fight wits and courage with ghosts all night. Being in a high emotional point for a long time can easily lead to heart problems. What's more, there are still a few days to boil, so Ji Heng gave Jin Liya and Shan Meng to find the idol, and took Su Er to rest.
At this moment, Sur seemed to have a sweet dream, his cheeks rubbed against the clothes under the pads, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.
The picture is beautiful, and Shan Meng breathed a sigh of relief: "They really didn't cause trouble this time."
When he turned around, he was frightened by the almost distorted face of Layman Dongfeng.
"You..." Shan Meng's lips moved, but he was speechless.
Dongfeng Gu Shi was so strong that he almost crushed the armrest of the wheelchair. He would rather see the copy being turned upside down than to see this comfort.
From last night to this morning, after the culprit ruined the comfort he longed for, he actually inherited this dream... Fish and rest in the dungeon!
Shan Meng wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but when he saw Sur slapped his mouth, he turned over and slept more soundly.
"… "
Closing his eyes to calm his boiling emotions, when he spoke again, the voice of layman Dongfeng was gloomy and terrifying. He stared at everything in the classroom, gritted his teeth and asked, "You said... how can they still sleep?"
The author has something to say:
Sur: No heart, no lungs, no tears.
Ji Heng: Eat well, drink well, sleep well.
Horizontal batch: carefree.