While they were talking, Liu Wen was also discussing with Li Zizai: "We have to find a way to leave."
Li Zizai shook his head: "The price is too high."
I caught a glimpse of Ji Heng giving the talisman paper to Sulse, and felt a little jealous for some reason, because not everyone has the props to burn.
Although they are twins, the moment Chen Ziwen and Chen Ziwu met, they both wanted to skin each other alive.
Chen Ziwu called him an idiot, "The Fox Fairy wants to use you to deal with me and become the new Ghost King."
"So what?" Chen Ziwen said with a strange smile, "I want to see your soul fly away with my own eyes."
Chen Ziwu walked out of the mirror and started to act without saying anything.
Ji Heng glanced at Li Zizai and said, "If you don't want to die, help the Ghost King."
While weighing the pros and cons, the white fox pounced on him, and Li Zizai knew there was no way out. They were automatically classified as being in the same group as the Ghost King.
The fighting was fierce in the narrow corridor, but Su Er had a different style. He rushed down the stairs while burning talismans and escaped from the encirclement.
"Fuck!" Liu Wen was stunned and almost had a bite of flesh taken off by the fox.
Are you going to be a deserter?
Without time to complain, he quickly cheered up and concentrated on dealing with the wish foxes around him.
Normally, the Ghost King would have been more than capable of dealing with Chen Ziwen, but unfortunately, his injuries this morning limited him to a grappling battle. Of the others present, Liu Wen struggled, while Ji Heng and Li Zizai handled the situation with relative ease.
Players only need to deal with Wish Fox. Wish Fox and Chen Ziwen complement each other. Without the lucky feedback, Chen Ziwen's actions will be much more difficult.
Ji Heng opened up a battlefield on his own, and Li Zizai cleverly discovered that the wish foxes lying around the enemy were all still breathing.
Just when the number of wish foxes was reduced to one third, Sur returned.
Liu Wen was the first to notice it, and he mainly stared at the strange mud box in his hand.
Ji Heng raised an eyebrow. When Su Er mentioned the book, he just laughed it off and let it be artificial, not believing it would succeed. Books are not like clay figurines. If they fall together, won't they become a mess?
Looking at the box-like book in Suhl's hand, one can see from the side that there are clear boundaries between pages, which is quite interesting.
Sur charged from the side, and twice, trying to protect the book, he nearly had his arm bitten. Finally, he threw out the talisman, kicked one away, and ran to safety, finally breathing a sigh of relief.
Ji Heng disagreed: "There's no need to save props at a time like this."
Su Er spoke breathlessly, glanced at the book in his arms, smiled and asked, "How is it?"
Ji Heng saw something and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Taper?"
Soul nodded.
After being injected with Yin Qi, the pages of the book have a slight vitality, which makes them easier to shape and modify.
Now he turned sideways, covering most of the book. If Liu Wen had looked more carefully, he would have found that the box in his eyes could make slight movements, like a wounded vegetable worm, twisting a few times from time to time.
The book has been infused with Yin energy, and now there is only one last problem: how to let the wishing fox live in it.
Frankly speaking, Suhr wasn't very sure.
First, can the pages of the book withstand the energy of the wish fox without collapsing? Second, the wish fox may not be able to possess it like the ghosts in the Book of Answers.
"Hurry up." Ji Heng reminded.
Su Er raised his chin slightly and glanced at Li Zizhe.
Ji Heng: "Don't worry about it."
As long as the shock device wasn't used in front of them, Li Zizai couldn't figure out the reason no matter how hard he tried. He hinted, "Change the host."
Afterwards, just make up a story and put the blame on Mr. Dongfeng.
Su Er then half-knelt down.
The foxes' claws were quite sharp, and now that they had only one breath left, they could only grab at nothing in mid-air.
Put the mud book in front of a wish-seeking fox, and the yin energy inside will strongly attract the wish-seeking fox to get in.
Su Er's tone was very soft, but if you listened carefully, you could hear a creepy tone: "If you want to live, go in there. Remember to behave yourself. I'm quite good at pulling out your tendons and skinning you."
After saying that, he let go of his hand, and the next moment the wish fox also disappeared, and the mud book trembled.
Witnessing this magical scene, Li Zi was not paying attention and was scratched by a fox that attacked him before dying.
"hiss."
While he was taking a breath, Suer smiled.
Only a dozen pages of the mud book were completed, and with Ji Heng clearing the way, they were quickly collected. Before the smile on his lips could fully develop, the remaining wish foxes suddenly ran off in all directions, and Chen Ziwen, injured and fleeing at some point, had also been wounded.
When others were fighting, Sur went out to play in the mud, and now that he had won, he was the first to come out and blow the rainbow.
"The Ghost King is the strongest."
Chen Ziwu wasn't very happy. He stared at the direction where Chen Ziwen fled, the violence in his eyes still not completely dissipated: "That doesn't seem like his style."
He clearly still had the strength to fight, but he didn't choose to fight to the death at the last moment.
Su Er thought that this was a marriage of convenience like a fleeting marriage. Now that Chen Ziwen was seriously injured, he would not be able to gain any advantage even if he killed someone at night. He also got the Wish Fox for free, which was enough.
Without saying hello to Chen Ziwu, he looked at Ji Heng and walked out of the building.
Liu Wen urged Li Zizai: "Let's leave quickly too."
Even if a tiger is injured, it will not turn into a cat. If it is any later, the Ghost King might attack them.
"Ghosts have to meet certain conditions to kill people." Li Zizai looked down upon his cowardice, looked at Chen Ziwu, smiled and said, "I never thought we would fight side by side."
The Ghost King waved his hands up and down, playing rock-paper-scissors, and asked expressionlessly, "Want to play a game?"
Li Zizai's face was ugly. Asking this question meant that it was no different from before. Only winning could get the reward.
Doesn't this mean that all my efforts have been in vain?
He closed his eyes tightly and asked: "Why did those two people help?"
The Ghost King was hoping that these people would start a quarrel among themselves, and replied venomously: "Of course it's to survive."
Now even Liu Wen understood. It was probably because Suer and Ji Heng provoked a ghost, and that ghost happened to have a grudge against the Ghost King, so the two sides hit it off.
He couldn't help but glance at Li Zizai. This guy had obviously been tricked by Su Er. The other party deliberately kept his words vague, taking advantage of Li Zizai's greed to stay and work for nothing.
After figuring it out, his expression became more complicated. Regardless of who was right or wrong, Li Zizai's angry expression showed that the feud was completely over.
·
The longer the night, the more dreams you have.
There were no other players on the playground. Sur stopped by the basketball hoop, with the book of answers on his left hand and a DIY mud book on his right.
"I'll try again."
Ji Heng nodded.
Sur first opened the mud book, and the shadows of more than a dozen wish foxes appeared on it. Because they were seriously injured, they did not show their physical form, but they were somewhat useful.
With the lucky buff activated, quickly recite the correct question in your mind.
The Book of Answers began to vibrate, even more violently than during the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. Soul had a strange feeling: the eye within him was trying to absorb the luck brought by the wishing fox, but because it wasn't a direct transmission of luck, the absorption was very slow.
Fearing that things might change, he wanted to open the book of answers before it stopped.
The next moment I felt a chill.
A person appeared out of nowhere and grabbed his wrist tightly. Sur raised his eyes and met a pair of amber pupils.
"I haven't seen you for a few months. You've improved a lot." The fortune teller released his hand and looked at the mud book. His calm expression tensed for a moment. "You've even learned to cheat for yourself."
"…"
Sur's hand was only a few centimeters away from the book of answers. He gave up the idea of opening it directly. No matter how fast he moved, he could not be faster than the host.
Ji Heng mouthed the words "turn it over if you want to."
Soul shook his head.
It is true that Ji Heng can hold off the fortune teller for a while, but after he turns over the correct answer, Ji Heng's troubles have just begun.
Retracting his hand without averting his gaze, Soul hummed softly, "No violation."
As long as you don't violate the rules, you can stand on the moral high ground.
The fortune teller: "The eyeballs given to you by Tianyi Gua are at the cost of your luck."
Although he had already guessed it, when he actually heard him say it, Suer frowned inadvertently.
Standing face to face, the fortune teller also frowned slightly: "The game allows you to be the owner of the eyes because of this kind of wear and tear."
But now that Sur is cheating manually, this balance will be broken.
"If the balance is disrupted, the dungeon will find a way to destroy that eye sooner or later." The fortune teller said, "Decide for yourself whether it's worth it."
Su Er was silent for a second: "If I give up, will there be any benefit?"
The fortune teller shook his head mercilessly.
This was not a threat. After he said it, he turned around neatly and showed no sign of looking back.
Su Er sneered, "He guessed that I wouldn't dare gamble with the right to use my eyes."
I have to say, it is really hard to pluck the wool of the fortune teller.
He glanced at the mud book and turned to look at Ji Heng: "You should have no restrictions on use."
Ji Heng shook his head, staring straight ahead. After a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "The buyer is here."
In the nearby teaching building, two heads were hanging from the corridor windows. They were Shan Meng and Jin Liya. It was already evening, and from a distance, they couldn't clearly see each other's expressions. Ji Heng gestured, indicating that they should wait there.
On the way, Suer asked, "Sell it to them?"
Ji Heng: "It's impossible to take a copy of this book out, and it's worthless to keep it in your hands."
Even clay figures are indispensable, let alone a dozen wishing foxes.
·
A cool breeze blew through the corridor. As Su Er and Ji Heng went upstairs, Shan Meng was somewhat surprised to see results so quickly. According to the agreement made during the exchange of the statues, Ji Heng was to share the information he had gained when they met again.
"We passed by the basketball court earlier and heard a fight in the low building." Shan Meng spoke first: "We didn't want to get involved in the storm, so we hid in the teaching building."
Ji Heng expressed his understanding and without any reservations, he began to promote Su Er's handmade products: "It can enhance your luck and improve the accuracy of turning pages. Now you only need three items."
"…"
For at least thirty seconds, there was silence between the two sides.
Just when Suer thought there was no further news, a suppressed voice of "buy" rang out.
Shan Meng's facial muscles twitched, his handsome features looking a little distorted by his shaved head. He managed to utter, "How many times can I use it?"
Jin Liya stood by without saying a word. She couldn't afford three props, so she hoped that after Dan Meng used up his prop, she would pay for it and reuse it.
"Not sure, but I can't bring the copy."
Shan Meng struggled for a few seconds and handed over the props.
There was no imagined verbal battle or bargaining, and there was no doubt about the authenticity of the product. The deal was done.
Suer was thoughtful. No wonder Ji Heng chose Dan Meng as his trading partner: many props, few problems, and most importantly, decisive.
Ji Heng was very responsible to the thoughtful buyers and took the initiative to tell them that they could find the identity of the deceased students according to their birthdays.
"It turns out to be a birthday." Jin Liya muttered to herself. It was obvious that she had guessed it a long time ago, but there was still a small piece of the puzzle missing.
After much hesitation, Shan Meng finally asked, "What are you going to do after the things are sold?"
Suer looked up at the sky, feeling heartbroken.
Ji Heng responded calmly: "There are side quests to do."
This one sentence dispelled Shan Meng's remaining doubts. He did not delay any longer and hurried to the office to find □□.
When there were only two people left in the corridor, Su Er sighed, "I hope that after helping Zhang Xiaohua find the real murderer, the reward will be generous enough for her to marry."
I lost money this time. The negative energy that I had accumulated with great difficulty in the electric shock device is almost exhausted because of publishing the book.
He cast aside his frustration, and remembering Ji Heng's mention of a suspected target for the poisoning case, he began to analyze whether he had missed something again. Unconsciously, he reached the fourth floor. Ji Heng didn't interrupt his thoughts. Su Er came to his senses and said, "I need to go to the bathroom."
Ji Heng nodded.
Just as I was about to go up one more floor, I caught a glimpse of a classroom at the corner and for some unknown reason pushed the door open and walked in.
Under the cold and bleak moonlight, the fortune teller sat on a small stool fiddling with the turtle shell. He looked up and saw Sul, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"…"
He won't accept any scams that require no technical skills!
After a brief glance, the fortune teller continued to study the tortoise shell. Suddenly, he flicked his sleeve, and the window shattered. He moved so quickly that the others only had time to see a scrap of his shirt fluttering. As he sat back on his stool, he tossed the crushed wish-wish fox aside and spat out another mouthful of blood.
Seeing this scene, Sur frowned. If the fox wasn't strong, why would it get hurt if it was killed?
"Backlash." The amber eyes seemed to have the ability to read minds, and the fortune teller actually took the initiative to explain: "This wish fox is special. It was sent by the fox fairy to monitor you. You may have unpleasant interactions in the future."
After a moment of hesitation, Sur subconsciously looked at the person next to him, asking with his eyes if this was an illusion?
Ji Heng: "It's not an illusion."
Su Er curled his lips. It couldn't be that the host was crazy. Could he help solve the trouble hidden in the dark?
Interrupting the eye contact between the two, the Divine Calculator remained calm and said, "Killing some elements in advance will help maintain the stability of the instance."
"…"
Ji Heng was silent for a moment, then said, "He is calculating the impact you might have and trying to eliminate potential risks first."
The host cannot interfere too much with the copy, as such actions will inevitably cause certain damage.
Just at this moment, the fortune teller vomited blood again.
Sur's eyebrows jumped and he took a step back to avoid the blood splattered in the air.
"Are you not afraid of dying in the line of duty?"
The fortune teller said calmly, "I'm violating the rules. The game will impose a penalty and send a new host."
"What's the point?"
Suer was puzzled. If he fixed the loophole in advance, it would only benefit those who came later, and he would have to pay the price himself.
"Maintaining the stability of the replica is a responsibility."
The fortune teller answered in a serious tone that he and Mr. Dongfang were two extremes, and both tried their best to do their best in everything.
After staring at the dead wish fox for a few seconds, Soul walked out of the classroom without saying a word.
When he was almost at the corridor entrance, he took a deep breath.
Ji Heng: "Look at it in a positive way. The deeper the connection with the host, the easier it will be to get achievement points."
Su Er shook his head: "This is actually a conspiracy."
Ji Heng stopped and listened patiently.
"Players enter the game in three general stages: energetic, highly alert, and exhausted." Su Er frowned. "And Dongfeng Jushi is a lazy fish. I've been at a disadvantage since we started dealing with him. Divine Calculator is different. He's a workaholic who would sacrifice a thousand of his own to cut off my opportunities. After he leaves, the host who takes over will definitely be even more powerful."
Ji Heng didn't understand what he wanted to express.
"The host's progression from weak to strong corresponds to my three stages. What does this mean?"
Ji Heng tried to respond: "The first burst of energy, the second weakening, and the third exhaustion?"
Su Er said gloomily, "No, it's Tian, Ji, Sai, Ma."
"…"