Many players have been in dungeons for a long time, and gradually developed a conditioned reflex to wake up immediately at the slightest sign of trouble.
Ji Heng woke up as early as when Shan Meng walked to the corner. He looked at the person coming down with half-closed eyes, then closed his eyes again and did not get up.
Su Er slept soundly simply because he had a reliable teammate.
The book of answers had to be read every few hours. Ji Heng estimated that the time was about right and woke up the person next to him.
After shaking his neck left and right and stretching, Su Er felt sleepy. The next second, when he saw the host outside the door, his sleepiness instantly dissipated.
"What did I do again?" he asked tentatively.
Could it be that I have unknowingly developed the ability to sleepwalk and cause trouble?
Mr. Dongfeng left without saying a word, and his back looked as dark and evil as when he came.
Su Er considered himself a victim, only needing sleep to replenish his energy, but he was still being looked down upon. He turned around and asked, "Do you think I'm a victim..."bookshelf
"Who are you."
Ji Heng was even more decisive than him.
Shan Meng didn't have the leisure time like them. The loss of a treasure-hunting rat was already heartbreaking enough for him, so he walked in and handed over the statue.
"It's a treasure." He commented casually.
The fox fairy statue is of great value as it is the first target of the treasure-hunting rat.
Suer did not deny that this thing must be classified as a demon or monster, but it was lucky and its ability was already terrifying.
Before they had time to exchange a few words, Jin Liya also arrived. She was faster than Shan Meng. On the way, she followed the traces left by the fox, but unfortunately the bloodstains disappeared in the grass.
"Someone took the fox away." Jin Liya did not hesitate to share the answer.
Sur was more concerned about the idol in her hands.
"One more thing," Jin Liya frowned as she handed it over, "Be careful with Gao Rui. I don't know whose luck she's borrowing."
The dungeon's restriction on players killing each other is sometimes a constraint, otherwise we would definitely have been able to get more useful information just now.
Suer's eyes flashed. In fact, he had already guessed that there must be something fishy going on for Gao Rui to defeat the ghost in the Book of Answers.bookshelf
Jin Liya: "You have dealt with each other before, will you..."
Su Er waved his hand: "She didn't borrow my luck."
Otherwise, he would have died long ago.
Gao Rui's borrowing of luck didn't bring much surprise, but Shan Meng's discovery of a fox fairy statue in the classroom's library corner did strike Su Er as odd. Even if one revered it, who would dare to openly worship such a thing in a classroom?
Shan Meng agreed: "It's more likely that the school was moved there after it was abandoned."bookshelf
This indirectly proves that there is an undiscovered existence wandering around nearby.
After saying that, he looked at Ji Heng, a little hesitantly asking, "Do you really want to use the statue as bait?"
If you fail, all your efforts will be in vain, and if you succeed, it will be terrifying.
Ji Heng said "hmm" casually, without showing much emotion.
Jin Liya and Shan Meng were not able to reach the level of fearlessness and courting death. After finding the statue as agreed, they chose to temporarily separate from them.
After they left, Sur examined the idol.
Every time he saw the fox fairy's overly seductive long eyes, he would feel uncomfortable. Evil creatures like idols were good at mental attacks, and it was easy to be deceived if one was not careful.
Because the eyes of the fox fairy could not be imitated, and to confirm that they were authentic, Sur packed up all the statues and put them in one place.
"There may be some that we haven't found yet."
"These are enough." Ji Heng: "Take them with you tonight."
The power of ghosts is weakened to varying degrees during the day, and they become more rampant only at night.
Su Er glanced at the sun outside the window, which had just risen to its highest point. "It's going to take a long time."
A ghost, not worth wasting time waiting for.
Ji Heng couldn't help but smile, as he could somewhat understand the meaning in his eyes.
Su Er lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Why isn't the Fox Fairy the Ghost King?"
Not only is it powerful, but most of the ghosts encountered so far are very fanatical and respectful towards the fox spirit.
Ji Heng used an analogy: "You can think of her as the Gu mother."
Su Er pondered: "The luck that enters the body is like a poisonous insect, which controls the borrower."
Ji Heng nodded and said a name: "Zhang Xiaohua."
Su Er rubbed his eyebrows and forgot about her.
Gou Baopu might not even be considered the strongest middleman in front of that little girl. Zhang Xiaohua had no luck and was not under the control of the fox fairy. As a deity, the fox fairy also had limitations on its mobility.
After figuring this out, Su Er gave a kind smile: "But the ghost hiding in the dark has a close relationship with the fox fairy."
The fox's appearance is no coincidence.
"If the master is humiliated, the servant will die. If the fox fairy is in trouble, there's no reason for the ghost not to show up." After saying this, he unwrapped the package and took out a statue. He turned his face away to avoid meeting the fox fairy's eyes and asked sincerely, "Shall we throw it in the toilet?"
"…"
Perhaps because of the Nirvana God incident that he encountered in the novice field, Sur had no tolerance for cults.
Ghosts are not within the scope of what a scholar can kill but not humiliate. Ji Heng responded calmly: "As long as you are happy."
On the way to the restroom, Sur tripped in the spacious and unobstructed aisle. When he stood firm, he unexpectedly found a charming and beautiful woman in front of him.
——Come to me.
A gentle voice called softly in the ear, full of temptation.
Beauty is not worth mentioning in the face of life and death, but for some reason Su Er couldn't control himself and wanted to reach out his hand to respond.
If you really walk over there, it will be over.
He still had some common sense. Sur was still partially conscious, and he tried to use the electric shock device to wake himself up, but his arm kept rising uncontrollably.
Witnessing himself responding to the fox fairy's bewitching tricks bit by bit, Su Er felt a sense of powerlessness, anger, and helplessness in his heart.
After trying his best to calm his mind and change his train of thought, he closed his eyes and thought of a random question.
I want to turn the pages of a book, I want to turn the pages of a book… the same thought kept repeating in my mind.bookshelf
The feeling of being dominated gradually faded, his hand sinking lower and lower, and Soul unconsciously turned the page. The illusion of the beauty before him shattered, and in a daze, he found himself still standing in the corridor, the page of the Book of Answers printed with an insignificant word.
"I'll be nicer to you in the future."
Su Er touched the pages of the book and muttered to himself. He didn't expect that this thing could have such a wonderful use.
"The dungeon uses various methods to encourage players to flip through the pages," a faint voice came from beside him, "which shows that flipping through the pages is the most important thing."bookshelf
The player wants to turn the pages of the book, but the fox fairy won't let him, which goes against the will of the game.
Su Er looked at Ji Heng: "Did you know when the fox fairy used illusions to confuse me?"
Ji Heng nodded and explained, "Unless you have special tools, there's no way to resist mental attacks."
Su Er was curious: "If it's wrapped in clothes, it's useless even if you don't look at it?"
"The effect was minimal."bookshelf
Subconsciously glancing at the statue in his hand, Sur's expression showed a hint of caution.
"Don't worry too much," Ji Heng said, "If I really can't handle it, I will knock you out."
"…"
So if you wake up a few seconds later, you will be hit by a club?
I was almost tricked by the fox spirit. After entering the toilet, Su Er was like a ruthless executioner, standing on the steps and issuing a final warning: "One minute, if the ghost doesn't come, I will throw you in."
No one doubted the truth of this sentence, not Ji Heng, and certainly not the fox fairy.
The fox fairy intended to use the same trick again, but Sur deliberately loosened his grip and caught the statue just as it was about to fall.
A minute seemed to flow at different speeds between the two of them. Sur counted the numbers to time it, and when it was almost thirty it felt like three minutes had passed.
But the fox fairy was sure that each time he spoke, there was only a maximum of 0.3 seconds between each word.
Just when Sur was about to let go, a fox suddenly jumped in from the window and pounced on him fiercely, interrupting Sur's next action.
"Be careful." Ji Heng said in a low voice.
Since he lacked strength, he used hostages to make up for it. Sur stepped back and raised the statue, ready to throw it into the pit if the situation changed.
"Big brother, this is not good."
There were complaints from behind, followed by the sound of wind.
Suer was startled and wanted to bend down to avoid the wind, but Ji Heng pulled him aside first.
Looking at the top of the partition, he saw a little boy sitting there with a machete half his arm's length in his hand. Thinking back to the cold wind that just swept over his head, Suer frowned. If he had been a few seconds later, his head would have fallen to the ground.
The little boy's bangs were so long that they almost covered his nose. The fox jumped onto his shoulder, and the movement caused his bangs to vibrate.
When he saw those eyes in an instant, Suer's heart moved, and he suddenly pretended to throw the statue, but the little boy swung his knife at him.
This time, Su Er saw the other person's face clearly and asked in surprise, "Chen Ziwen?"
As soon as the words came out, reason refuted the answer in my mind.
I just met the Ghost King this morning. He has very short hair and doesn't like to use a knife.
The toilet was too small, and the enemy was above them, which was not in their favor. Su'er and Ji Heng ran to the sink almost at the same time. The disadvantage of the electric shock device being only suitable for close-range attacks became apparent at this time. Su'er really couldn't think of how to deal with this kid.
Charm value absorbs Yin energy?
The other party is not a pushover. It would be ridiculous if he died of overeating. He glanced at Ji Heng from the corner of his eye. The cruel reality repeatedly reminded him of the importance of having a strong and reliable teammate.
Ji Heng threw over a piece of talisman paper, and the chasing footsteps suddenly stopped.
Stopping in a spacious area, staring at the sharp blade that almost shone in the sunlight, Su Er sighed inwardly. This was a perfect candidate for a scam. With that strike, the Book of Answers would definitely be split in two.bookshelf
"It's a shame we met too late."
The little boy didn't understand his mumbling and twirled the knife: "Hand over the idol and you can go."
Su Er 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 instead fiddled with his hair on his forehead and grinned.
Ji Heng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Twins?"
The little boy's smile disappeared and his expression became gloomy, as if he had a resistance to this word.
Ji Heng glanced at Su Er and said, "Aren't you curious about why Chen Ziwen became the Ghost King after worshipping the Fox Fairy?"
Su Er pursed his lips, not expecting this unexpected gain.
The Ghost King is not Chen Ziwen, but his twin brother or younger brother.
Ji Heng: "One statue for one question."
The real Chen Ziwen didn't like being threatened. Under normal circumstances, he would have fought to the death. However, he was worried about damaging the statue. He touched the fox's broken tail and said, "I can only answer two questions."
Ji Heng agreed to the bargain and the first thing he asked was about his family.
"He's my brother, but we don't have much affection for each other." Chen Ziwen said with disdain, "My brother has always been a bad boy. His grades were terrible. When my parents divorced, my mom only wanted custody of me, so he had no choice but to live with his alcoholic dad."
"What was your cause of death?"
The contempt was gone, and it turned into resentment: "The cuckoo has taken over the magpie's nest."
Seeing that he was showing signs of going berserk, Ji Heng threw the statue over.
"I'll come to see you tonight." After saying this, the little boy disappeared holding the fox and the statue.
Ignoring the threat, Su Er quickly ran through the clues in his mind: "Chen Ziwen's brother has poor grades and can't possibly win first prize in the competition. So the fake Chen Ziwen, also known as the Ghost King, has been secretly observing his brother, waiting for him to worship the fox spirit and win the competition prize, and then he will kill him in his place."
Are children now so good at playing?
After playing the dungeon for so long, Ji Heng had long since grown accustomed to the collapsing worldview. He stood by the window, breathing in the fresh air. "According to what that ghost just said, he died at the hands of his own brother, not from the poisoned cow's milk."
Su Er groaned, "So the order of death is Chen Ziwen, then the Ghost King and Zhang Xiaohua."
In this case, neither of the twin brothers could be the murderer of the poisoning case.
Despite the thick fog, Su Er's eyes lit up: "Zhang Xiaohua doesn't know about this yet, maybe we can make something of it."
They can't just wait for the real Chen Ziwen to come and kill them at night.
"I have an idea..."
Before he could utter the last word, a cold notification sounded in his ears: [Report established.]
Suer was stunned. The last time the loyal tomb-guarding servant was suspended, Yugi did not specifically inform him.
"What's wrong?" Seeing him suddenly stunned, Ji Heng asked.
Suhr spoke the truth.
Ji Heng: "Probably to make things difficult for you."
Su Er once expected the report to be successful, but this time it was not the case. He was simply forced to do so.
Maybe it was because the air in the toilet was bad, but Sul felt that breathing was not very smooth. He quickly washed his face with cold water and walked out.
Standing in the empty corridor, he suddenly felt a little confused.
Ji Heng sighed: "Let's go check first, the host should still be there."
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classroom.
Mr. Dongfeng half-closed his eyes. He never liked the sun, but now he was basking in it and feeling the warmth of the light.
There is a rare vitality on the fair face.
When Suer walked in, he saw this scene.
"You've arrived just in time." Dong Feng Jushi leaned forward slightly, crossed his fingers and rested his chin on them, his lazy tone revealing a hint of tenderness.
Sur's first reaction was… Look how happy everyone is.
He was always flexible and smiled. "I came here to ask who will be the replacement host?"
Dongfeng Jushi was in a really good mood. He usually didn't bother to say a word, but now he could patiently answer Su Er: "I heard that I hosted it for you before."
More precise information was not disclosed.
But this was enough for Su Er. He closed his eyes with a headache, and a name emerged in his mind... Gentleman Rose.
"The instance being hosted by the other party won't be over for another hour," Dongfeng Jushi gently suggested, "You can get some sleep first. I'll call you when the new host arrives."
It was almost like saying it directly: Don't cause any more trouble in this hour.
Su Er's throat moved: "Why didn't you send a free host?"
"Perhaps this one is the most suitable one."
"…"
"Okay, go to sleep." Dongfeng Jushi was like a wolf grandmother coaxing her child to sleep: "I'll watch over you and won't let any ghosts in."
Rejecting the offer to rest, Soul took a deep breath and said, "If there are some roses, I swear I will not cause any trouble until you leave."
Dongfeng Jushi gave him a deep look, calculated various possibilities, and determined that the flowers had no effect on the instance. He then vanished from the spot. When he returned, he found a plastic bag of roses on his lap.
Su Er silently carried the bag and went downstairs to find clay figures.
Ji Heng was amused by his actions: "What are you doing?"
"Hold a welcoming ceremony." The figurine Su Er had made looked very much like Rose Gentleman. "A meeting is like a meeting. This clay doll might even awaken some of his remaining compassion."
But this time no Yin energy was injected into it.
After doing all this, he started searching in each classroom. His efforts paid off and he finally found a piece of usable paper and pen for him to make a simple banner.
Carrying the finished product, he walked back into the classroom where the host was, ignoring Mr. Dongfeng, and began to decorate it with flowers.
Really not understanding the point of this operation, Dongfeng Jushi shook his head: "It's useless."
Soul: "It can be used as a diversion."
Otherwise, he was afraid that the other person would want to beat him to death the first time they looked at each other.
After saying this, he took out the clay figurine and placed it on the podium. At this moment, he heard the sound of Dongfeng Jushi sighing with relief. Su Er turned around and saw that the host had disappeared. He quickly used two branches to fix the banner, and finally put a rose on each ear of the clay figurine.
Almost at the moment he finished the arrangement, the space in the surrounding area seemed to distort for a moment, and a person walked out of the shadow.
He was very thin, wearing loose, shabby clothes, and his amber eyes revealed his owner's indifference.
Su Er was surprised: "A fortune teller?"
The classroom was a hastily decorated, shoddy affair. The roses dangled precariously from the lamps, and one eventually fell, striking the fortune teller squarely on the shoulder. Just as it was about to plummet to the ground, the fortune teller caught it with an expressionless face, his gaze sweeping across the room before finally resting on the podium.
Two little figures wearing flowers were holding a banner. The words on it were traced several times with a black pen, making them look sloppy yet vivid.
A warm welcome to Mr. Rose.
"…"
The fortune teller looked at Sur.
With the corners of his mouth forced into an arc, Soul avoided looking at him, with only one thought in his mind: the support was in vain.