Forces of Temptation

    Saturday.

    They enter the 47th hour of the instance.

    Although both Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang believe that the paradoxical nature of this power itself determines that it will not leave its source in the real world. But Li Yinhang was still a little worried.

    Using Jinjing University and various keywords, she searched the browser for abnormal deaths that have occurred in the school in the past ten years.

    She also went to the library and spent a whole afternoon in the newspaper and magazine section.

    On the whole, there are more than a dozen suicide incidents that are the most troublesome.

    Because of love, graduation, and family conflicts.

    Everything has nothing to do with 403.

    Even the most noisy incident of suicide by jumping off the administrative building is a full half school span from Classroom 403.

    They wouldn't even choose the East Fifth Floor, which has a very low usage rate.

    The nine people who were selected were indeed ordinary college students.

    Among them, the "sports trio" with the most problematic characters and good bullying also targets "Xie Xiangyu" who peeped at the girls' dormitory. .

    Others have no record of cheating at the end of the term or staying home at night.

    Xuesu Li Yinhang diligently took eight pages of notes before finally admitting that Xueba's conclusion was correct.

    All incidents related to Jingjing University that have endangered personal safety have nothing to do with the rustling they encountered now.

    Nan Zhou also came to the library and selected books on the bookshelf diagonally behind Li Yinhang.

    He probed out of the books, saw Li Yinhang scratching his hair while taking notes, and shrank back again.

    He said to Jiang Fang beside him: "She is doing useless work."

    The ghost they encountered this time did not have a clear source.

    More precisely, pure malice.

      The grievances of college students are all included, and it should not achieve such a strong curse and obliteration effect.

    Nan Zhou said solemnly: "According to the law of conservation of energy, this is unscientific."

    Jiang Fang smiled and said, "I know."

    Jiang Fang added: "But this will allow her to do something and pass the time."

    While talking, Nanjixing was too hot, and moved her round buttocks to get out of the back neckline of Nanzhou's sweater.

    Jiang Fang lightly hooked his collar from behind and helped Nanji Xing, revealing the tooth print on the back of Nanzhou's neck.

    Nanjing Xing jumped three times and two times, jumped up on his shoulder, chose the left clavicle with the best position and touch, his **** sank, and nestled himself comfortably, the slender The little tail swayed like a windmill, very comfortable.

    Jiang Fang asked Nan Zhou, "Which one do you want to read?"

    "I don't read books." Nan Zhou said, "When I think about things, I like to go to the bookstore for a walk."

    He took a deep breath.

    The unique ink smell, he is very adaptable and very fond of it.

    It helps him think.

    Jiang Fang accompanies him on foot in the sea of ​​books.

    Jiang Fang asked him, "What are you thinking? Maybe I can help you."

    Nanzhou: "Xie Xiangyu."

    Jiang Fang: "Still thinking of him?"

    Nan Zhou crossed half of his face: "I'm not thinking of him. I'm thinking of you."

    His straightforward words, mixed with the sunlight floating with thin and light dust, gave Jiang Fang the illusion that his heart was shot by an arrow.

    Jiang Fang lightly covered his heart with one hand: "Ah, my honor."

    Nan Zhou: "You said, you can understand what he is thinking."

    Jiang Fang laughed.

    Nan Zhou stated the truth: "You always laugh at me."

    Jiang Fang: "If I hadn't known your character, I would have thought you did it on purpose..."

    Speaking like this deliberately, hanging him on purpose, deliberately doing this...

    It tickles his heart.

    Nan Zhou was confused: "Huh?"

    Jiang Fang changed the topic: "You ask Xie Xiangyu?"

    Nanzhou: "Yeah."

    Jiang Fang touched his chin: "If I were him..."

    Nan Zhou took the initiative to interrupt him at this moment: "You are not him. Then, what is he going to do?"

    Jiang Fang pursed his lips and smiled.

    He didn't want to ruin his image in Nan Zhou's mind.

    So he has been deliberately hiding some of his innermost thoughts.

    Therefore, Jiang Fang continued to use the rhetoric denied by Nanzhou: "If it were me, I would also use people like Sun Guojing. First, they can visit me and don't want to leave. The dangerous road, and secondly, by eavesdropping on their communication with us, we can judge and understand the progress of our investigation.”

    Of course, the latter purpose lost its meaning when Jiang Fang discovered it.

    "Then, I won't try to dissolve the anger of that power, nor will I find a door of life from the infinite door of death."

    "The easiest way is to kill a player who shouldn't be dead in order, and try to completely break the law of that power."

    Nan Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Ah, it's a way."

    "It is a very effective and cost-effective way. If used correctly, it can kill one person and save six people."

    Jiang Fang said: "Also, Teacher Nan, don't forget, we are playing games."

    "We're playing a game that requires player points to rank."

    "Outscoring your opponent is not the only and most efficient way to win."

    "The best thing to do is to have no opponent."

    When Nan Zhou was thinking, Jiang Fang swallowed all the words he hadn't said yet.

    If it were him, he would not stay away from everyone like Xie Xiangyu.

    He can perfectly integrate into the cooperation with everyone in his current state.

    He is sure to let Sun Guojing and the others give up on him.

    He can ensure that when Sun Guojing and the others die, they will think that they are killed by ghosts.

    Nan Zhou had a stunned expression of "It turned out to be like this".

    Jiang Fang asked: "How is it, it's very bad."

    Nan Zhou looked as usual: "It's nothing bad or bad. It's just another way of playing."

    He added: "If you kill your teammates, won't you lose points? It's not worth it."

    Jiang Fang rhetorically asked: "If the setting in this game is a prize pool point system, the fewer teammates, the more points you can get from the prize pool in the end?"

     Hearing this, Nan Zhou slowly picked up the thermos cup in his hand and took a hot sip.

    It is honey water.

    He said: "If this is the case, the other teams will definitely kill us first."

    "If they don't do it, won't you do it?"

    "Yes." Nan Zhou said solemnly, "Otherwise we won't take care of it."

    …Jiang Fangyou was subtly endeared by Nanzhou.

    Nan Zhou said: "This kind of gameplay is very simple. But I don't like it."

    The feeling of twisting the neck of someone who looks the same as me is not happy at all.

    "Yes. I know." Jiang Fang said, "So, I won't do it..."

    Speaking of this, Jiang Fang suddenly pressed his ear and took a small breath.

    Nan Zhou's face tightened: "What's wrong?"

    Seeing his guarded appearance, Jiang Fang lowered his head and put one hand on one side of the bookshelf, shaky: "...I heard it again."

    This is Jiang Fang's fourth time.

    When he went to the bathroom alone in the morning, he heard a third "rustle".

    So, the corridor he was walking on at that time became an endless corridor.

    Jiang Fang tried to walk in a circle and a half, then decided to close his eyes and walk backwards.

    After a while, he returned to the inflection point.

    Seeing that he heard that voice again, Nanzhou's knight's disease attacked immediately.

    He reassured him with his usual frigid tone: "Don't be afraid. It'll be over..."

    However, the next second, his eyes suddenly turned to a corner not far away.

    Nanzhou's temperament is obviously stern, like a cat that has violated its territory.

    Jiang Fang also noticed the drastic change in his expression and followed his gaze.

    But his gaze was clearly empty.

    Nan Zhou whispered, "Someone."

    He added: “…I feel it.”

    Jiang Fang licked her lips, moistening her already bright red lips.

    He said: "You are too nervous. Stay in the dormitory tonight and have a good rest."

    Nan Zhou turned around, looked at Jiang Fang for a moment, and seemed to read some kind of information from his eyes.

    He looked into his eyes and answered intently: "Okay."

    Away from the two bookcases.

    On a thin layer of ash beside the wooden bookshelf, there were three indistinct fingerprints.

    Xie Xiangyu just came.

    The contours of the ears under the half-length curls.

    The arc of the lateral Adam’s apple.

    The still-shaped tip of the elbow, covered by the sweater.

    Blue veins on saggy wrist.

    Everything is so perfect, as perfect as someone walking out of a painting.

    Xie Xiangyu likes yellow peach cake the most.

    When eating cakes, he always likes to leave his favorite yellow peach last.

    So, he turned his attention to Jiang Fang.

    Tonight, maybe I can get rid of the unimportant people first.

    Nan Zhou's expression of concern about Jiang Fang just now was so touching, so touching that Xie Xiangyu was a little infatuated.

    He was looking forward to Nan Zhou's waking up and seeing Jiang Fang's throat shattered and a dead expression on his face.

    Definitely, very, very pleasant.

    …

    This joy lasts until the sunset, the moon rises, and the night sinks.

    Xie Xiangyu admired the moon for a long time on the roof of the foreign student dormitory building, but regretted that there were still about ten days before the full moon, and carefully thought up the farewell speech when he sent Jiang Fang away.

    "Hello Jiang Fang."

    Although at that time, Jiang Fang might not be able to hear his own voice.

    But this sense of ritual must be present.

    In the past 23 years of life, Xie Xiangyu has been boring and wasting time in a boring life.

    So he loves Gravity, which rejuvenates him.

    He also has a wish that must be fulfilled.

    So, killing Nan Zhou is also one of his demands.

    Xie Xiangyu admitted that he did have an almost fanatical interest in Nanzhou.

    However, people like Nan Zhou are almost destined to come to the end, and when the time comes to meet him again, there is no such condition.

    Nanzhou must die.

    Just not today.

    With such secret and warm anticipation, Xie Xiangyu came to the foreign student dormitory one hour after the lights were turned off.

    He knew that Nan Zhou and Li Yinhang lived here for the past two days.

    The inside of the door was dark, and people should have fallen asleep.

    Xie Xiangyu clenched his broken throat pen with his left hand, took out the exclusive card from his pocket, and fondly stroked Jiang Fang's name written on the white sign on the surface.

    However, what greeted him was the red light that suddenly turned on, and the harsh sound of "unlock failure" in the corridor at night.

    Before Xie Xiangyu could react, the door in front of him opened like lightning.

    What came on was a splash of flour.

    According to the shape of the flour spread and the area blocked in the air, Jiang Fang accurately grabbed Xie Xiangyu's throat, before he had time to make any effective resistance or escape action Before, he was dragged into the dormitory.

    Xie Xiangyu's footprints were left on the flour.

    And the door closed with a little gentleman's movement.

    At this time, Nan Zhou, who was in the stairwell on the fourth floor and was leading Li Yinhang all the way up, heard the muffled sound coming from the seventh floor, and suddenly raised his head.

    Li Yinhang also felt that something was wrong: "What's going on?"

    Didn't Nan Zhou say that he won't go back to the international student dormitory tonight, but go to his dormitory for a while before turning off the lights.

    Why did you suddenly change your mind?

    What does "I'm worried about him" mean?

    But Nan Zhou had no intention of answering her question.

    He increased his speed silently, three steps, and ran up.

    …

    During the fierce struggle, Xie Xiangyu saw the empty foreign student dormitory except Jiang Fang.

    In the blink of an eye, Xie Xiangyu already understood what happened.

    —Jiang Fang knows everything.

    He replaced the key card early.

    It couldn't be easier.

      Replace the old card directly with the spare card.

    Jiang Fang has been guarding him.

    Even... maybe he also thought about using the power mechanism in this dungeon to get rid of someone.

    Jiang Fang pressed Xie Xiangyu against the wall.

    In the darkness, Jiang Fang's pale eyes could not read the slightest emotion.

    Compared to his violent movements, his voice is still as elegant, deep, calm, and cello-like.

    "You really let me down."

    "Is this the way to take the lead."

    Xie Xiangyu gasped and laughed, shaking the white powder on his head.

    "You restrained him." Xie Xiangyu said, "You wasted his talent."

    Jiang Fang narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

    Xie Xiangyu: "Literally. You wasted Nanzhou's ability in vain."

    Xie Xiangyu grabbed Jiang Fang's wrist: "If it were me, I would treat him well. Explore every corner of his body well."

    "After all, he's so funny..."

    Jiang Fang looked cold.

    If Jiang Fang just thought about letting the unstable factors in Xie Xiangyu's dungeon disappear without knowing it, then now, he plans to put it into action.

    However, the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door interrupted Jiang Fang's plan.

    The familiar footsteps made Jiang Fang let go immediately.

    Xie Xiangyu, who was always waiting for an opportunity, seized the opportunity and immediately grabbed Jiang Fang with a backhand.

    It's just that his new weapon is too short for unexpected melee combat.

    Such a posture is really impossible to perform.

    This gripping position is too non-standard.

    According to Jiang Fang's experience, he has nine ways to counteract and beat this person to the ground.

    After seeing the backlit silhouette of Nan Zhou standing at the door, Jiang Fang gave up all resistance.

    He maintained a controlled posture, pressed his side face on the cold and hard tabletop, and said leisurely: "Baby, save me."