The loud sound behind him followed him like a shadow, and the ghost got down on all fours, like a big spider with long and thin legs, using both hands and feet to chase He Qin, leaving bloody handprints and footprints along the way.
The pursuit was too tight.
He Qin frowned and clicked his tongue impatiently. His ten fingers were curled up, and three silver-white gold disc-shaped hidden weapons popped out from the fingers of his left hand. They were brilliant and sparkling. He didn't look back, and the long knife in his right hand reflected a mirror-like reflection in front of his eyes. Relying on the image on the blade, He Qin's arm suddenly cut off the whistling wind, and the hidden weapon fired like thunder. Several dazzling rays of light flew out in the corridor, hitting the target behind him, and exploded instantly on the swiftly flying ghost. A roar as tragic and majestic as a pipe organ!
—B+ level exorcism weapon, sing on the day of great sorrow!
Prop name: Sing on the day of great sorrow
Grade: b+
Activation type: Instant activation
Cooling time: none
Attack power: extremely high
Effect: This prop is based on the communion plate. It is an orthodox exorcism prop and can be effective on all unnatural creatures regardless of the world system.
When the user throws it and hits the target, the prop will immediately accumulate attack acceleration based on the speed of light based on the attack distance, and cause 666% superimposed damage to the target of unnatural creatures.
Note: This prop is a one-time use.
Equipment level: 35
Prop introduction: I have fought the good fight, I have finished the way I should go, I have kept the way I should keep, and from now on, there is a crown of righteousness reserved for me. Why the tears of overwhelming sorrow? Sing loudly for you and my eternal youth!
No matter in terms of item level or attribute strength, Singing on the Day of Great Tragedy is already an extremely excellent offensive weapon. Even though its one-time use limit and high price will discourage most players, they can only lick it with nostalgia when passing by the display stand, but for He Qin, a big bug with black card authority, it can create An excellent opportunity to test.
If singing on the Day of Great Tragedy, a powerful tool against all non-human creatures, is also ineffective against the evil ghosts chasing after him, it will completely prove one thing - tonight's enemies are protected by the system, except It's a story kill, and players can't get rid of it in other ways.
In the narrow passage, the roar of the pipe organ resounded like a rumbling in the church. The impact was as fast as the speed of light, and even caused the three holy silver wheels to instantly penetrate the body of the fierce ghost who was helpless with the blade, causing all the limbs to explode into pieces. Splash red and black blood!
He Qin kept walking and continued to rush to the stairs at the end of the front corridor. Amidst the explosion that was enough to shake the entire building, the blade in his hand deflected once again, reflecting the scene behind him to him.
-The blood and water gathered and reshaped again, and the ghost staggered, and once again propped up its tall and thin body in the dust.
… Damn, it doesn’t work.
He Qin showed a rare look of depression on his face. He wasted three coins singing on the day of great tragedy, but the result in exchange was this...
"Forget it." He quickly slid down the handrail of the stairs, jumped up in the air, and issued three more talismans in his hand. In an instant, three "He Qin" identical to the original one appeared, "It's still information after all."
The three replicas fled separately, while he nimbly dodged into the fifth floor and rushed towards the offices of the Student Department and Teaching Department without looking back.
The master key opened the office door and decrypted the password that the housekeeper used to hack the computer. He Qin's movements were as quiet as a feather falling on the ground. There was silence all around, except for the faint blue light from the computer screen that illuminated a small space around him.
"Student files..." He Qin quickly tapped the keyboard with his fingers flying, "Can I check it in the background?"
The buffer bar on the web page kept rotating and finally got stuck.
He Qin: "..."
Yes, come to think of it, in this era, there is such a thing as "disconnecting from the Internet".
The method of using the Internet to search was forced to terminate, and He Qin did the next best thing and started searching among the information stored in the computer. But perhaps because they just resumed school and haven't had time to enter them yet, the existing record form does not have the student status information of the eight players.
"It seems that the only way is to go to the next floor and go to the student files to find..."
He Qin quietly turned off the computer and walked to the door. There was a door across the door. It was quiet outside and he didn't hear anything.
However, this does not mean that he has to open the door so carelessly and walk out. According to the nature of the game, if there is no such thing as a door-opening kill to test the player's mental value, it would be a fool.
There is a ventilation window at the top of the office wall. Although it is tightly closed now, you can still see the scene outside. He Qin hung the knife on his waist, jumped up on the table silently, grabbed the window edge with his strong arms, supported his upper body, and glanced down.
"..." Upon seeing it, He Qin immediately fell silent.
In the dazzling and gloomy light, the fierce ghost, with its hunched and slender body like a dead branch, was pressed against the door, peering through the peephole.
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… It seems that the three replicas failed to slow it down.
He Qin's body swayed and he quickly hung on the wall next to him to prevent the evil ghost from discovering his presence. At this time, the computer screen that was slowly shutting down emitted the last glimmer of blue light, which somewhat interfered with its judgment.
He Qin grabbed the edge of the window and stepped on the desk, intending to open the window and jump out. The window above his head was of the push-pull type, but the switch was fastened, which saved him a lot of effort. Just as he reached out to open the mechanism and push through the window, he heard a subtle spinning sound coming from the door handle.
It's coming in.
If it was just planning to break into the door and rudely break in to arrest people, it might not be more terrifying than the current appearance of imitating a living person and turning the doorknob to sneak in.
He Qin's eyebrows were cold. He exerted all his strength with both arms, supported his whole body weight with his right hand, unlocked the door with his left hand, and pushed open the ventilation window silently.
The weapon he has been practicing since childhood is the sword. The sword is the courage of hundreds of soldiers, and those who use the sword must be fierce and pure, and have the most perfect nature. He Qin is good at a weapon that requires sharpness and force to conquer the opponent. However, this does not mean that his kung fu is not good.
There is a saying in traditional martial arts, an inch long is strong, an inch short is dangerous. The wider the weapon's attack range, the stronger its power, and the shorter the weapon in hand, the greater the risk the warrior bears. Just like Yu Hongyao, the water-dividing Emei thorn he used could only restrain his opponent within a few inches, so he studied the use of Emei thorn as a hidden weapon, just to avoid the risks brought by such short weapons.
The same goes for He Qin.
The foundation of any martial arts is indispensable for strong physical fitness, especially for top martial artists. Since He Qin is better than the blade, the strength of his arms, waist, abdomen and lower body are all indispensable. Even if he throws away the knife in his hand, he still has the confidence to stand on the top of tens of thousands of people - just like him Now, with just the support of one hand, the entire body can be lifted steadily.
The door lock rang loudly, and Li Gui secretly poked his head in. At the same time, He Qin turned over very lightly, pulled his whole body to the window that could only allow one person to pass, and jumped out with all his strength.
Li Gui bent over, half of his body still outside the corridor, while He Qin landed on the ground silently, like a really agile leopard, turning around and running away before it discovered his whereabouts!
In an instant, He Qin ran to the top of the stairs, but there was no sound of chasing behind him.
Very good, let's take this opportunity to go down and find the paper version of the student file.
On the other side, it was Huaying and Gui's turn to play chase in the corridor.
After the first round of the four-corner game, Hua Ying was the chosen one. Compared to He Qin, he did not have such quick reaction ability, and he was still running around in circles with ghosts.
The existing attack methods were ineffective against the ghost chasing after him, so he understood that this was probably a plot monster. If he couldn't find any key clues, he probably wouldn't be able to escape from it.
"Uncle, you are playing tricks on me!" Hua Ying cried out in agony, and awkwardly dodged a claw attack from behind, "I have no enmity with you, so why bother!!"
The last modal particle was almost broken. He drank the accelerating potion and ran almost with all his strength, but he was still caught up by the tall and thin ghost in a few steps. Its sharp and cold hands brushed over Huaying's head several times, and it was almost impossible to catch him and let him experience the life of a programmer in advance.
I don't know if it was his imagination, but when he broke down and yelled the four words "no injustice, no hatred" at the top of his lungs, Li Gui seemed to laugh sharply.
There was another corner ahead. As soon as he stepped unsteadily, his back felt cold. The crisp sound of the fabric tearing scared him so much that he screamed, and his energy level plummeted.
If he fails to stand firm next time, it won't be his clothes that will be broken!
Knowing that he couldn't continue like this, Huaying gritted his teeth and instantly released two robots exactly like him from his side, running in the completely opposite direction to him. The ghost behind him seemed not to see it and continued to lock the target. in his body. Huaying ran down the stairwell, and it also ran down the stairwell. Huaying counted ten breaths. Just when the ghost was about to catch him, Huaying shouted: "Start!"
Li Gui's attack did not fail, but it did not hit him.
Item name: Mechanical Reincarnation
Grade: b+
Activation type: Instant activation
Cooling time: none
Attack power: none
Effect: This prop is a self-created prop. After the user activates the prop, a mechanical body will appear next to the user and act according to the user's wishes. The mechanical body can completely imitate the user's appearance for a certain period of time, bear all damage for the user, and in addition, it can also perform coordinate replacement with the user.
Equipment level: 30
Prop introduction: Cheng●lang, this is my escape route!
At the critical moment, Huaying exchanged coordinates with the mechanical body and teleported himself to the position where the mechanical body was shrinking!
His whole body was covered in sweat, his muscles were twitching, and the torn fabric on his back was flapping in the wind. He drank a tube of potion without any energy, and forcibly boosted his physical and mental levels.
"Damn, damn..." He gasped so much that he almost bit his own tongue when he spoke, "If you kill me, it's too scary, too scary..."
After calming down a little, Huaying looked forward and found that there was an elevator behind him.
This is good luck... The stairwell must be occupied by ghosts now. If you go there, you will die. Since the elevator can be used, it is better to sit directly from the eighth floor to the fifth or fourth floor to find information...
With this in mind, he went over and pressed the elevator button, then walked in, turned around, and planned to reach out and press the floor button.
… He suddenly froze.
The moment he raised his head, Hua Ying's pupils shivered violently, and everything from his raised fingers to the tips of his hair was cold to the core.
Under the pale light, Li Gui stood directly in front of the elevator, eyes as black as black holes staring at him without blinking, holding in his hand a mechanical head that looked exactly like him.
At this moment, Huaying's sweat glands seemed to be completely out of control, and his cold sweat flowed like a waterfall. His mental energy was like a frozen icicle, shattering into pieces.
Li Gui walked towards him step by step, and Hua Ying's legs kept shaking. The chill and fear of death completely soaked and engulfed him, leaving him unable to speak or spit out a word.
Li Gui walked to the elevator door, only an arm's length away from him. Hua Ying could clearly see its swollen and terrifying face, its malicious and twisted smile, and its bloody, dense fangs, and then—
Hua Ying shook his head and opened his eyes in disbelief and despair.
-Then, Li Gui chuckled strangely, stretched out his sharp black index finger, and clicked the button on the seventh floor.
"Ding-"
The elevator door slowly closed, and in the increasingly smaller gap, the last thing Hua Ying saw was the figure that dropped the mechanical head, turned around, laughed crazily, and ran downstairs at full speed.
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