Many players have been in the dungeon for a long time, gradually forming a conditioned reflex that will immediately wake up after a little trouble.
As early as when Shan Meng walked to the corner, Ji Heng woke up, half-squinted to look down at the person, closed his eyes again and didn't get up.
Sul really slept very deeply because he had a reliable teammate.
The book of answers had to be read every few hours, Ji Heng estimated that it was about the same time, and woke up the people next to him.
Shaking his neck from side to side and stretching again, Sur was sleepy. The next second when I saw the host outside the door, my sleepiness dissipated in an instant.
"What have I done?" he asked tentatively.
Could it be that you have unknowingly acquired the ability to sleepwalk and cause trouble
Layman Dongfeng left without saying a word, and his back looked dark and sinister just like when the Tathagata came.
Sur believed that he was a victim, but he was just sleeping to replenish his strength, and he was even looked at, turned his head and asked, "Do you think I am suffering from..."
"You are."
Ji Heng was more decisive than him.
Shan Meng didn't have the leisurely care they had, and the loss of a treasure-hunting mouse made him feel heartbroken enough, so he walked in and handed over the statue.
"It's a baby." By the way, he commented casually.
It can be used as the main target by the treasure hunter for the first time, and the value of the fox fairy statue is not low.
Sur did not deny that this thing must be classified into the category of monsters and monsters, but if it can be lucky, the ability is already terrifying.
Before we could exchange a few words, Jin Liya also arrived. Originally, she was faster than Dan Meng. On the way, she followed the traces left by the fox when she left, but unfortunately the blood disappeared in a grass.
"Someone took the fox." Jin Liya didn't hesitate to share the answer.
Sur was more concerned about the idol in her hand.
"One more thing," Jin Liya frowned as she handed it over: "Be careful with Gao Rui, she doesn't know whose luck she borrowed."
The dungeon restricting players from cannibalism is occasionally a constraint, otherwise I would definitely be able to ask for more useful information.
Sur's eyes flickered. In fact, he had already guessed that Gao Rui could win the ghosts in the book of answers, most of which were tricky.
Jin Liya: "You have dealt with each other before, will you..."
Sur waved his hand: "She didn't borrow my luck."
Otherwise, they are already dead.
Gao Rui's borrowing of luck didn't bring much surprise, but Shan Meng said that Sur was surprised to find the fox fairy statue in the book corner of the classroom. Even if they worship again, no one dares to blatantly worship this kind of thing in the classroom.
Shan Meng agreed: "It is more likely that the school will be moved there after it is abandoned."
The side shows that there has been an undiscovered existence wandering nearby.
After finishing speaking, he looked at Ji Heng and questioned for a while, "Do you really want to use a god statue as bait?"
If it fails, the bamboo basket will be empty, and it will be terrifying if it succeeds.
Ji Heng casually 'um', but he couldn't see too many emotional ups and downs.
Jin Liya and Shan Meng couldn't reach the realm of fearless death. After finding the statue as agreed, they chose to temporarily separate from them.
After they left, Sur checked the statue.
Every time he saw the slender eyes of the fox immortal, he would feel uncomfortable. Evils like gods are good at mental attacks, and it is easy to talk if you are not careful.
Because the eyes of the fox fairy cannot be imitated, and it is confirmed that they are genuine, Sur packed all the gods in one place.
"There should be some that haven't been found."
"These are enough." Ji Heng: "Take them for the night tonight."
During the day, the power of ghosts is weakened to varying degrees, and only at night will they be more reckless.
Sur glanced at the sun outside the window, which had only risen to the highest point: "It will be a long time."
A ghost, not worth wasting time waiting.
Seeing the meaning conveyed in his eyes, Ji Heng couldn't help but smile.
Sur lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Why is the fox fairy not the ghost king?"
Regardless of their strength, most of the ghosts I have encountered so far are very fanatical and respectful of the fox fairy.
Ji Heng made an analogy: "You can think of her as a Gu mother."
Sur thoughtfully said: "The luck that passes through the body is like a Gu worm, so that the borrower is controlled by her."
Ji Heng nodded and said a person's name: "Zhang Xiaohua."
Sur rubbed his brows and forgot about her.
In front of that little girl, Gou Baopu may not be qualified to be called the strongest middleman. Zhang Xiaohua has no luck and is not controlled by the fox fairy, and as a god statue, the fox fairy also has limitations in its ability to move.
After thinking about this, Sur showed a kind smile: "But the ghost hidden in the dark has a very close relationship with the fox fairy."
The appearance of the fox is no coincidence.
"The master humiliates the minister to death, if the fox fairy is in trouble, there is no reason for the ghost to not show up." After speaking, he unpacked and took out a god statue, turned his face away to avoid looking at the fox fairy, and asked sincerely, "Let's throw it into the toilet. OK?"
"… "
Perhaps because of the Niyanshen incident in the novice field, Suer has no tolerance for cults.
Ghosts are not within the scope of what a scholar can kill or humiliate, Ji Heng responded calmly: "Just be happy."
On the way to the toilet, Sur stumbled in the spacious and unobstructed aisle, and when he stood firm, he unexpectedly found that there was a beautiful woman in front of him.
- Come to me.
A gentle voice called softly in his ear, full of temptation.
Beauty is not worth mentioning in the face of life and death, but Sur couldn't control it for some reason, and wanted to reach out and respond.
It's over when you go.
He still has this common sense. Now part of Sur's consciousness is still there, trying to use the electric shock to wake him up, but his arms are lifted up uncontrollably.
Little by little, seeing himself responding to the bewitchment of the fox fairy, Su Er felt helpless anger and helplessness in his heart.
After trying his best to calm down, he closed his eyes and thought about a random question after changing his mind.
I'm going to flip the book, I'm going to flip the book... The same thought goes back and forth in my head.
The feeling of being dominated by his body gradually disappeared, his hands sank a little, and Sur turned the pages unconsciously. The illusion of the beauty in front of him was shattered, and in a daze, he found himself still standing in the corridor, and the page where the book of answers stayed was printed with an irrelevant word.
"I'll treat you better in the future."
Sur touched the page of the book and muttered to himself, he didn't expect this thing to have such a magical effect.
"The copy uses various methods to push the player to turn the book," a faint voice came from the side: "Explaining that turning the book is the first priority."
The player wants to turn the book, but the fox fairy will not let it, which goes against the will of the game.
Su Er looked at Ji Heng: "When the fox fairy confuses me with hallucinations, you know?"
Ji Heng nodded, and explained by the way: "Unless there are special props, there is no way to resist a mental attack."
Sur was curious: "Wrap it in clothes, it's useless if you don't look at it?"
"The effect is minimal."
Subconsciously glanced at the statue in his hand, and Sur's expression was a little wary.
"Don't worry too much," Ji Heng said, "I'll knock you out when I can't deal with it."
"… "
So if you wake up just a few seconds late, what is waiting for you is a sap
He was almost trapped by the fox fairy. After entering the toilet, Sur was like a ruthless executioner. He stood on the steps and issued a final warning: "In one minute, if the ghost doesn't come, I will throw you in."
No one doubted the authenticity of this sentence, Ji Heng would not, and even Hu Xian would not.
The fox immortal intended to repeat the trick, and Sur deliberately let go, only to catch it when the statue was about to fall.
One minute seems to be a different flow rate between the two of them. Sur used the method of counting numbers to count the time. It felt like three minutes had passed when it was approaching thirty.
However, Fox Immortal was sure that every time he opened his mouth, it only took 0.3 seconds at most.
Just when Sur was about to let go, a fox suddenly jumped out of the window and rushed towards him fiercely, interrupting Sur's next movements.
"Be careful." Ji Heng said in a low voice.
The strength is not enough, the hostages come together, and Sur stepped back and raised the statue, preparing to throw it into the pit once the scene changes.
"Big brother, this is not good."
Complaints came from behind, followed by wind.
Sur was startled and wanted to bend over to avoid the gust of wind, but Ji Heng pulled him aside first.
Looking at the top of the partition, I don't know when a little boy was sitting, holding a half-arm-long machete in his hand. Recalling the yin wind that swept across his head just now, Sur frowned, and a few seconds later, his head would fall to the ground.
The little boy's bangs were so long that they were about to cover his nose. The fox jumped on his shoulders, and the movement caused his bangs to vibrate.
Seeing those eyes for a moment, Suer's heart moved, and he suddenly made a gesture to lose the idol, and the little boy slashed with a knife.
This time Sur really saw the other's face and said in amazement, "Chen Ziwen?"
As soon as the words came out, Reason first refuted the answer in his mind.
I only met the ghost king in the morning. The other party's hair is very short and he doesn't like to use knives.
The toilet space is too small, and the enemy is on it, which is not good for them. Su Er and Ji Heng ran to the pool at almost the same time. The disadvantage that the electric shock device is only suitable for close-range attacks appeared at this time. Su Er really couldn't think of how to deal with this kid.
Charm value sucks yin
The other party is not a good stubble, and it would be funny if he died. Yu Guang glanced at Ji Heng, the cruel reality repeatedly reminded him of the importance of having a strong and reliable teammate.
Ji Heng threw a talisman paper over, and the sound of chasing footsteps suddenly stopped.
Stopping in a spacious place and staring at the blade that was almost shining in the sun, Sur sighed a pity, this is a good candidate for touching porcelain. With that knife, the book of answers will definitely be split in half.
"See you late."
The little boy couldn't understand his muttering, and turned the knife: "Hand over the statue, people can go."
Sur glanced at the thing in his hand, looked up and asked, "Who are you?"
The fox lay obediently on the little boy's shoulder, the latter did not answer, but fiddled with the hair on his forehead and grinned.
Ji Heng, who had not spoken much, suddenly said, "Twins?"
The little boy lost his smile, and his expression was sombre, as if he was resistant to the word.
Ji Heng glanced at Su Er: "Have you ever wondered why Chen Ziwen worshipped the fox fairy and became the ghost king?"
Sur pursed his lower lip, not expecting this unexpected gain.
The ghost king is not Chen Ziwen, but his twin brother or younger brother.
Ji Heng: "One god statue for another question."
The real Chen Ziwen doesn't like to be threatened. If he usually fights to the death or death, he is worried that it will cause damage to the statue, and touches the fox's docked tail: "Only two answers."
Ji Heng agreed to bargain, and the first question was about family.
"He's my brother, but we don't have much affection." Chen Ziwen said with contempt: "My brother likes to do bad things since he was a child, and his grades are messed up. When my parents divorced, my mother only took custody of me, and he could only follow the alcoholic father. live together."
"The cause of your death?"
That kind of contempt was gone, and turned into resentment: "The dove occupies the magpie's nest."
Seeing that he was showing signs of going wild, Ji Heng threw the idol over.
"I'll come to you tonight." After saying a word, the little boy disappeared with the fox and the god statue in his arms.
Ignoring the threat of the other party, Su Er quickly went through the clues in his mind: "Chen Ziwen's brother has poor grades, and it is impossible for him to win the first prize in the competition; so the fake Chen Ziwen is also the ghost king, and he has been secretly observing his younger brother until he finishes worshipping. The fox fairy won the competition prize, and then started to kill Li Dai Taozhuang."
Do kids play like this now
After the dungeon had been down for a long time, Ji Heng had long been accustomed to the collapsed worldview, and stood by the window to breathe in the fresh air: "According to what the ghost just said, he died in the hands of his own brother, not poisoned milk."
Sur pondered: "So the order of death is Chen Ziwen, then the ghost king and Zhang Xiaohua."
In this way, it is impossible for the twin brothers to be the murderer of the poisoning case.
The fog was heavy, but Sur's eyes lit up instead: "Zhang Xiaohua doesn't know about this yet, maybe he can make a fuss."
You can't just wait for the real Chen Ziwen to kill them at night.
"I have a thought..."
Before the last word was uttered, a cold prompt sounded in my ears: [Report established. ]
Sur was stunned. The game did not specifically notify himself when the loyal servant of the tomb was suspended last time.
"What's wrong?" Ji Heng asked when he saw that he was suddenly stunned.
Sul told the truth.
Ji Heng: "Probably to make things difficult for you."
In the past, Sur was full of expectations that the report would be successful, but this time, it was not the case. It was purely helpless.
I don't know if it was because the air in the toilet was not good. Sur felt that his breathing was not too smooth, so he quickly washed his face with cold water and walked out.
Stopping in the empty corridor, he suddenly felt a little lost.
Ji Heng sighed: "Go and see first, the host should still be there."
·
classroom.
Layman Dongfeng half-squinted his eyes, he never liked the sun, but now he was bathing to the fullest, feeling the temperature of the light.
There was a rare vigor on his white face.
When Suer entered the door, he happened to see this scene.
"It's very timely." Layman Dongfeng leaned forward slightly, with his fingers crossed and his chin pressed against it, there was a gentleness in his lazy tone.
Sur's first reaction was... Look, it made everyone happy.
He has always been able to bend and stretch, and he also smiled: "I came to ask, who is the host in charge of succeeding?"
Dongfeng layman is in a really good mood. He is usually too lazy to say a word, but now he can answer patiently in the face of Sur: "I heard that it was hosted for you before."
More precise information was not disclosed.
But that's enough for Sur. Hearing this, he closed his eyes with a headache, and a name appeared in his mind... Gentleman Rose.
"The dungeon hosted by the other party still has an hour to end," Dongfeng layman suggested gently: "You can sleep for a while, and I will call you when the new host comes."
I almost didn't say it clearly, don't do anything more in this hour.
Sur's throat moved: "Why didn't you send an idle host?"
"Probably this one is the most suitable."
"… "
"Okay, let's go to sleep." Dweller Dongfeng was like a wolf grandmother coaxing a child to sleep: "I'll keep it for you, and I won't let ghosts in."
Rejecting the proposal to rest, Sur took a breath: "If there are some roses, I swear that nothing will happen until you leave."
Layman Dongfeng gave him a deep look, calculated various possibilities, and determined that the flowers had no effect on the copy and disappeared from the spot. When I came back, there was a plastic bag of roses on my leg.
Sur silently carried the bag and went downstairs to find a clay figurine.
Ji Heng was amused by his actions: "What is this?"
"Hold a welcome ceremony." The villain that Sur pinched out looks like a gentleman rose: "Meeting three-point love, this clay doll may not be able to awaken his few compassionate hearts."
But this time, no yin was injected into it.
After doing all this, he began to search from classroom to classroom. With no effort, he finally found a piece of paper and pen that he could use to make simple banners.
Carrying the finished product, he re-entered the host's classroom, ignoring the Dongfeng layman, and Sur began to decorate with flowers.
I really didn't understand the use of this operation, so the layman Dongfeng shook his head: "It's useless."
Sur: "It can be diverted."
Otherwise, he was afraid that the first glance at the other party would want to kill him.
After finishing speaking, the villain took out and placed it on the podium. At this moment, he suddenly heard the slightly relieved voice of the Dongfeng layman. Sur turned his head, and the host had disappeared. He quickly took the time to fix the banner with two branches, and finally did not forget to wear a rose in each ear of the clay figurine.
Almost the moment he finished the arrangement, the space in the surrounding area seemed to be distorted for a moment, and a person walked out of the phantom.
Very thin, wearing loose, tattered clothes, with amber eyes that betray the indifference of his master.
Sur was surprised: "God operator?"
The classroom was purely a hastily arranged tofu dregs project. The roses attached to the lamps were hanging tremblingly, and finally one fell off, just hitting Shenhuazi's shoulders. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, the latter caught it expressionlessly, then swept his gaze, and finally stopped on the podium.
The two flower-wearing figures held the banner, and the handwriting on it was traced several times with black pen, which looked scribbled and vivid—
A warm welcome to the gentleman rose.
"… "
The god operator looked at Sur.
The corners of his mouth were barely drawn into an arc, and Sur avoided looking at him, and there was only one thought in his mind: the support was done for Bai.
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