Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she gently pushed Li Jingjing's hand, signaling her to let go.
Li Jingjing guessed what he meant, took a step forward, and boldly said to Ji Junfeng, "Impossible."
"I know Wen Qing's buttons very well."
Ji Junfeng raised his eyelids and said to Wen Qing, "I know it too."
Li Jingjing turned his head to look at Wen Qing, his lips moved slightly, and he said silently: [Run.]
Wen Qing blinked, indicating that he understood.
It's not curfew time, Ji Junfeng can't do anything to them.
Wen Qing lowered her eyes, watching Li Jingjing's finger tap on the back of her hand.
One, two...
At the third stroke, the two of them ran out at the same time.
Before running out of the High Priest Building, several figures suddenly appeared outside the door.
Teacher Chen, Teacher Sun, Qian Gangfeng...the "people" in the locker room all came out and blocked the way.
Wen Qing stopped, and the vines lying quietly on the lawn beside her feet began to crawl slowly, and the green leaves on them swayed with the wind, as if she was in a good mood.
Hearing a strange noise behind him, Wen Qing looked back.
Those black-clothed strong men who seemed to be produced by an assembly line factory walked behind them at some point, and surrounded them like a zombie siege.
Wen Qing's heart beat wildly, and she pursed her lips tightly.
Ji Junfeng knew about it since yesterday, maybe not long after he and Oz left the underground.
Baitong is closed on purpose, and meals are deliberately reduced...
Wen gently exhaled, knowing that he would definitely not be able to leave here today.
He let go of Li Jingjing's hand, he can't get out here, but Li Jingjing can.
Seeing this, Ji Junfeng smiled lightly, and said to Li Jingjing, "There is still a five-minute curfew."
The implication is that if you don't return to the dormitory within five minutes, you will be locked up.
The corners of Li Jingjing's mouth twitched, and he almost yelled, would my old lady be afraid of your confinement? !
"I-"
Just said one, her sleeve was pulled, and a soft hand patted the back of her hand lightly.
With a pale face, Wen slightly shook his head invisibly.
no need.
He couldn't leave, but Li Jingjing could. There was no need for both of them to be arrested.
Li Jingjing gritted his teeth and said to Ji Junfeng, "I'm leaving!"
"Oh shit."
She cursed in a low voice, and ran quickly to the dormitory building.
Ji Junfeng walked up to Wen Qing with a smile, followed Li Jingjing's example, and took his hand: "We're leaving too."
His voice is vacant, and if you listen carefully, you can find that it is very similar to the ethereal voice of the high priest.
Wen Qing's fingertips trembled slightly, thinking, why didn't she notice this before!
Ji Junfeng lowered his head, looked at Wen Qingbai's tender hands, and couldn't help but squeeze them.
Wen Qing froze, not daring to struggle.
Ji Junfeng brushed his fingertips and sides gently, like a child who got a new toy, touching it all the time.
After a while, Ji Junfeng stopped playing.
He held Wen Qing's hand, lowered his head slowly, took a deep breath, and said with curved eyebrows: "It's all my smell."
Wen Qing's fingers were stiff, and her back felt cold.
He wanted to cry but had no tears, he didn't understand why he was so perverted.
Ji Junfeng took his hand, walked to the basement, and went straight to one of the confinement rooms.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, it was the path leading underground.
Ji Junfeng wants to take him back to that lair.
The door of the confinement room slowly closed, and the light gradually disappeared.
It was pitch black in front of him, and he couldn't see his fingers.
Wen Qing's eyes that had endured for a long time turned red instantly.
He's scared, he's angry, he doesn't want to go in...
There was mist in front of Wen Qing's eyes, tears swirled in the eye sockets, and dripped to the ground.
Ji Junfeng paused.
Wen Qing couldn't see anyone, but could only feel that Ji Junfeng was not moving.
There was a sudden click in my ear.
It was the sound of a lighter.
Immediately afterwards, a small burning flame appeared in front of Wen Qing's eyes, illuminating the path.
Ji Junfeng turned his face sideways, his eyebrows and eyes were concerned, his cold white skin was warmed by the fire, and his luster was a little less, and he was a little more gentle.
The fear in Wen Qing's heart has not diminished in the slightest.
With tears in his eyes, he thought to himself, this is a vine covered with human skin.
not human.
Ji Junfeng blinked, and asked warmly, "Are you afraid of the dark?"
Wen pursed his lips lightly, not daring to say that he was afraid of you.
When he didn't speak, Ji Junfeng took it for granted that he was acquiescing. He raised his right hand, and at some point there was a vine in his palm.
Ji Junfeng lowered his eyes, and calmly put the tip of the vine on the flame.
Fire was burning at the tips of the vines, illuminating the narrow space even brighter.
Regardless of the fact that it's a vine, it's kind of like a candle.
Wen Qing was startled, and the next second, Ji Junfeng put the vine in his palm.
The warmth of the flame rushed towards the face, exuding a faint fragrance, which was exactly the same as the fragrance when burning incense yesterday.
Wen Qing immediately realized that the incenses she prayed for yesterday all came from Ji Junfeng.
His eyelashes trembled, and he noticed that the other end of the vine was protruding from Ji Junfeng's sleeve.
The clothes on Ji Junfeng's shoulder blades bulged slightly, showing a hint of green.
This vine belongs to Ji Junfeng.
Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly, with complicated emotions.
Ji Junfeng didn't even blink his eyes, the vine didn't seem to be a part of his body.
With a smile on his lips, he stared at Wen Qing's face: "This way it won't be dark."
Wen Qing's eyes fell on the fingerprints on Ji Junfeng's neck involuntarily, and the frightening purple faded a lot, leaving only faint bruises.
He opened his mouth, unable to utter a word, and blew directly at the vine.
Blow out the flames, and red sparks glow around the tips of the vines.
Wen Qing subconsciously withdrew her hands and pressed them with her sleeves.
Ji Junfeng looked at him suspiciously.
Wen Qing held back for a while, then choked up and said, "I'm not afraid of the dark."
Ji Junfeng responded and lit the lighter again.
Wen Qing squinted her eyes, and saw a green bud slowly emerge from the tip of the vine, and in the blink of an eye, a small white flower bloomed from the green bud.
Ji Junfeng calmly lit Xiao Hua.
A flower-shaped flame appeared in front of Wen Qing.
Ji Junfeng tilted his head and asked, "Doesn't this look better?"
Wen was silent.
Ji Junfeng handed the lighter to Wen Qing again, holding the vine himself, and said with a smile: "If you are bored, you can burn it for fun."
After speaking, he led Wen Qing forward.
Soon, there was a light at the end of the road.
Wen Qing went back to the place where he saw Ji Junfeng that night.
Only this time, there are more mattresses, quilts and pillows in the huge vine pool.
It seemed that Ji Junfeng was already ready to shut him down.
Ji Junfeng led Wen Qing straight to the bed, got into the quilt, and patted the pillow: "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."
Hearing the word sleep, Wen Qing said vigilantly, "I'm not sleepy."
Ji Junfeng tapped his fingertips on the pillow, raised his eyes, and looked at Wen Qing: "Do you want to do that?"
"Exercise helps sleep."
With that said, he lifted the quilt and began to undress.
Wen Qing immediately said, "Of course not!"
Worried about Ji Junfeng's overpowering, he instinctively took a step back, and then stopped. There are vines everywhere, and if Ji Junfeng wanted to, he couldn't avoid it.
Wen Qing stared at Ji Junfeng closely, her eyes began to heat up again.
Ji Junfeng pondered for a while with downcast eyes, then asked again: "Then you want to hit me?"
He looked serious, as if he was really thinking about Wen Qing's sleep.
Wen Qing was worried that if she refused any further, Ji Junfeng would let him try first...
After hesitating for a while, he stumbled and said, "I, I'm not used to sleeping with other people."
"That's it," Ji Junfeng blinked, slowly got out of the quilt, lay down on the vine beside him, tilted his head and looked at Wen Qing, "Is it okay now?"
Wen Qing knew that this was where Ji Junfeng slept, and it was impossible for him to give himself the entire space.
After a while, Wen Qing bent down, pulled the mattress away from Ji Junfeng, and then slowly lay down on it.
Ji Junfeng turned his head to look at him: "Good night."
Wen Qing didn't speak, but looked at him with wide eyes, and after confirming that Ji Junfeng really didn't plan to do anything to her, she wrapped herself tightly with a quilt.
He didn't dare to sleep, and couldn't sleep, staring blankly at the vines on the ceiling.
Suddenly, there was a chill on the neck.
Wen Qing was startled and sat up abruptly.
The vine that was close to his shoulder fell to his hand with a snap, and immediately rubbed his hand affectionately.
Ji Junfeng opened his eyes, the dark eyes were full of sleepiness.
Wen Qing: "You, aren't you asleep?"
Ji Junfeng glanced at the vines, then at Wen Qing's hand, and explained in a hoarse voice: "It's instinct."
Wen Qing froze for a moment, thinking she had heard wrong: "What?"
Ji Junfeng explained slowly: "I instinctively want to get close to you."
Wen Qing carefully pushed aside the vines beside her, and after a long time, she couldn't help saying to Ji Junfeng, "It's not instinct."
"It's me..." He paused, remembering what 001 said about the buff, swallowed the second half of the sentence, and said, "It's my prop."
Ji Junfeng opened his eyes slightly, a little confused: "props?"
After a while, he suddenly said: "Yes, you have those things."
Wen Qing lay down again, and the vine came up again, lying on the quilt on his chest like a small animal.
He shook the quilt and shook the vines down.
Ji Junfeng said again: "It's not because of props."
"It's my instinct, I want to be close to you..."
Wen Qing covered the quilt up to her chin, recalling her experiences from childhood to adulthood, there was no such thing as plants or animals being too close to her.
He thought to himself, it seems that buffs are different from props.
God level buff is still very confusing.
Ji Junfeng actually knew that he didn't use props.
Just as she was thinking, the vine slowly climbed onto the quilt again, as if sensing Wen Qing's repulsion, it stood halfway in the air, swaying slowly, and a small pink flower began at the top.
Seeing this flower, Wen Qing couldn't get angry for no reason.
Immediately, the vine made an inch of progress, climbed onto the quilt on his chest again, and lay quietly on his stomach.
Wen Qing lowered her eyes and stared at the petals, and asked, "How long are you going to lock me up?"
Ji Junfeng said truthfully: "It will be fine on God's birthday."
"he is very smart."
"You can't see him."
Wen Qing couldn't help asking: "Did you say Baitong?"
Ji Junfeng smiled: "Yes."
"But he's too smart, too vigilant."
"Otherwise, I should have taken you out of here by now..."
Wen lightly pursed his lips: "So you want to lock him up until God's birthday?"
"No," Ji Junfeng closed his eyes, his voice became lower and lower, as if he would soon fall asleep, "There is no need..."
****
the other side
Li Jingjing ran back to the dormitory, and immediately went to the fourth floor to find Oz.
The bedroom was empty, and there was no one there. She waited for a long time, but when Oz came back, she returned to the third floor with a sad face.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Bai Tong sitting on the sofa. His face was a little pale, but his eyes were clear, and there was nothing unusual about him.
"Where have you been?"
"Brother Bai, my brother Bai," Li Jingjing rushed to hug Bai Tong and howled, "You have been released."
Bai Tong looked outside the door, but he didn't see Wen Qing's figure for a long time, his face gradually sank: "Where's Wen Qing?"
Li Jingjing had a bitter face: "He was taken away by Ji Junfeng."
"Wen Qing and Oz discovered Ji Junfeng, the high priest and those..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Tong interrupted: "I know."
"What happened these two days?"
Li Jingjing was stunned for a moment, and then briefly described what happened in the past two days.
Bai Tong hummed, and looked at the clock on the wall expressionlessly.
eight pm.
He didn't say a word, Li Jingjing was a little worried, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Bai, what are we going to do?"
Bai Tong said with a sullen face, "Wait until twelve o'clock."
Li Jingjing was at a loss: "And then?"
Bai Tong: "Saturday is carnival day."
Li Jingjing stared at him for a while and asked, "Can I do whatever I want on Carnival Day?"
Bai Tong lowered his eyes and said without any warmth in his voice: "This week's celebration is a complete ritual process."
"Fasting abstinence, choosing an auspicious time, expelling evil spirits, burning incense and praying, carnival, and finally offering sacrifices."
Li Jingjing's expression changed: "Are we the sacrifices for God's birthday?!"
Bai Tong corrected: "All students are."
"On the first day we came, we signed the agreement in front of the statue."
The engraved stele.
Li Jingjing's face turned even worse, and he asked incredulously, "Will we all die on God's birthday?"
Bai Tong shook his head: "I don't know."
"The sacrifice is not a 50% secret."
Li Jingjing couldn't help complaining: "There are too many secrets in this bullshit dungeon."
Bai Tong looked at her and said slowly: "There shouldn't be any rules on Carnival Day."
"Even if he doesn't let me out, I can still leave the confinement room at twelve o'clock."
"Carnival Day is a carnival for players, and it is also a carnival for Ji Junfeng."
Players can move freely on this day to find secrets, and the boss can also kill people at will, as long as the number of sacrifices is kept at 69.
Li Jingjing was a little dazed, she stood up and said, "No, I'll wash my face first and calm down."
Bai Tong responded and stared at the clock.
Nine o'clock, ten o'clock, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock.
The moment the second hand turned to twelve o'clock, the broadcast sounded: "The fast is over, and the carnival begins!"
"Let's welcome the upcoming God's Birthday together!"
As soon as the words fell, the whole dormitory building was boiling.
Soon, there were all kinds of shouts and gasps from all directions, men and women.
Bai Tong and Li Jingjing looked at each other, then left the dormitory building and headed for the high priest building.
Li Jingjing asked in a low voice, "Can we beat Ji Junfeng?"
Looking at the dark night, Bai Tong whispered, "After seven o'clock in the evening, he is very weak."
Therefore, Article 3 of the school rules prohibits them from leaving the dormitory, and they rarely see the teachers at night.
If Wen Qing can't be rescued tonight, let alone during the day.
Li Jingjing looked worried, Ji Junfeng's vine has so many young ones.
And he also has the identity of a high priest, and other students are so fanatical about him.
If they really started to fight, they would definitely have the upper hand.
Players can attack the strange monsters, but they cannot kill the aborigines who are also humans.
Li Jingjing hesitated for a while, and suggested, "Shall we go find... Ozzy?!"
Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Li Jingjing turned his head and saw Ozzy standing under the tree in front of him, his eyes half closed and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Hearing his name, Ozzy raised his eyelids, glanced at Baitong, paused for a moment, and suddenly turned cold.
less personal.
Seeing that Bai Tong was silent, Li Jingjing gave up the idea of saying hello to Oz.
As he walked past Oz, a sneer sounded in his ear.
Bai Tong paused, strode into the high priest building, and walked directly to the basement.
Bai Tong lowered his eyes slightly, and quickly scanned the confinement rooms on both sides, and soon found that there was a slight difference between one door and the other doors.
He stopped and said to Li Jingjing, "Here."
Li Jingjing was about to nod when a hand suddenly appeared beside him.
Ozzy actually followed them all the time.
Standing beside Li Jingjing, he indifferently opened the door.
The door is filled with layers of vines, intertwined and overlapping each other, filling the entire confinement room so tightly that it is impossible to see the path behind.
With a sullen face, Bai Tong turned around and walked towards the file room at the corner.
The wall that Wen Qing fell off earlier was covered with vines, green and glistening, which looked very abrupt.
Bai Tong stretched out his hands to cover the vines, his expression changed: "The props are invalid."
Li Jingjing was stunned, and tried to step on the vine, and he heard the system's notification sound.
There is no way to use props on vines.
Bai Tong frowned, took out the lighter, and tried to ignite the branches and leaves of the vine.
The green leaf stands firmly in the flames without any change, it is not afraid of fire.
Li Jingjing was a little surprised: "Is it fireproof?"
Ozzy frowned slightly and took out a dagger.
The moment the dagger struck the vine, there was only a thud, and there was a cut in the blade, but the vine was intact.
Li Jingjing was stunned: "Is this vine so hard?"
It looks squishy, but it turns out so hard
"Wen Qing is going to suffer a lot!"
In the next second, she intuitively felt that the temperature around her had dropped a lot.
The two people beside them were sullen, with cold eyes.
Li Jingjing said dryly: "This is a vine, Ji Junfeng's may not be so hard."
After the words fell, Bai Tong and Oz's expressions became even worse.
Li Jingjing realized that he had said the wrong thing again, and hurriedly made up for it: "Ji Junfeng is so good-looking, even if it is true, Wen Qing will not suffer."
Oz spit out two words coldly: "Shut up."
Li Jingjing silently walked behind Bai Tong.
Ozzy said with a sullen face, "We can't get in."
Li Jingjing wanted to ask what to do, but after seeing the same green eyes of Ozzy and Vine, he dared not speak.
Bai Tong leaned against the wall and closed his eyes: "Just wait for God's birthday."
"There are still 25 hours."
They can't get in, they can only wait for the people inside to come out.
Wen Qing will be fine.
will be fine.
Bai Tong slowly opened his eyes, looked at Oz who turned and left: "Do you know this dungeon?"
Ozzy paused slightly and said without looking back, "Someone has passed."
Bai Tong pursed his lips, looked at the vine wall quietly, and after a while, said slowly: "No accident will happen on God's birthday."
Li Jingjing was stunned: "What?"
"Those who cleared the level went through the main mission, and the reason why Ozzy stayed was to find the secret of the advanced mission."
"The history of the school says that the students are protected by God, the prayers in the confinement room, and the gods are not prepared to take action against humans from the beginning to the end."
"The 69 offerings on God's birthday are safe."
****
Wen Qing didn't know that Bai Tong and Li Jingjing wanted to save him, he lay on the soft mattress, soon became sleepy, and fell asleep in a daze.
I don't know how long I slept, when I suddenly heard a slight movement.
Wen Qing immediately opened her eyes, and was still a little dazed after seeing the overwhelming green.
"I'll get you breakfast." Ji Junfeng's hoarse voice sounded in his ears.
Wen Qing turned her head, and after meeting Ji Junfeng's dark eyes, her brain slowly turned, remembering why she was here.
Ji Junfeng turned his body sideways, his collar was loosely draped over his shoulders, and there was a trace of sleepiness in his eyes, as if he had just woken up.
Like a friendly roommate ready to bring another roommate a meal.
Wen Qing was dazed.
Ji Junfeng stretched, got up lazily, and walked out along the path.
Wen Qing looked at his back, counting the time silently in her heart.
Guessing that Ji Junfeng should have left the basement, he immediately got up and walked quickly to the path he left.
Wen Qing still had the lighter that Ji Junfeng gave her yesterday, and she quickly walked to the exit.
After seeing the vines all over the wall, the joy in his heart disappeared completely.
No way out, he couldn't even get into that brig.
Wen Qing was so angry that she couldn't help kicking the vine.
The kicked vine trembled, and slowly approached his feet, rubbing his ankle affectionately.
****
As soon as Ji Junfeng walked out of the high priest building, he saw two players running into the teaching building with their hands covered in blood.
He looked away and walked towards the cafeteria.
The wind came the conversation between the two of them:
"Chen Qiang and Zhang Chengrun are dead, and there are still 70 students."
"One more."
"Li Jingjing has been following Baitong's ass, so it's not easy to make a move."
"There are still 18 hours, we still have a chance."
...
After hearing Li Jingjing's name, Ji Junfeng raised his eyelids, moved his fingertips slightly, and directly tied the two players to the tree.
He rescued Wen Qing's friend.
Thinking about it, Ji Junfeng smiled, and with a slight thought, he drove the puppet to the cafeteria to get a breakfast, then turned and went back to the basement.
The vines that filled the confinement room slowly spread out, opening a path for one person to pass through.
The light shone unexpectedly on the face of the man behind the vine.
Wen Qing opened her eyes wide in shock, looking at Ji Junfeng who suddenly appeared.
How many minutes? !
Why did you come back so soon.
Ji Junfeng's expression remained unchanged, he walked up to Wen Qing with a smile, and asked, "Do you want to go out?"
Wen nodded slightly.
Ji Junfeng raised his hand, and the vines grew again, blocking the path that was filled with water.
Wen Qing: "..."
Ji Junfeng lowered his eyes, glanced at the lighter in Wen Qing's hand, and said lightly, "If you set the fire on, you can go out."
Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
Seeing this, Ji Junfeng leaned over and leaned in front of him, staring at Wen Qingli's beautiful eyes: "Why don't you burn me?"
"Are you feeling sorry for me?"
Ji Junfeng's tone rose slightly, and he sounded very happy.
Meeting his expectant eyes, Wen Qing fell silent.
Actually... He was just afraid of burning himself to death.