Girls’ Dormitory Escape

    Hearing this sentence, Guo Guo's heartbeat stopped for a moment.

    However, after she subconsciously held her breath, the expected fierce fighting did not appear.

    I don't know how far away, Tang Xinjue and the tall figure face each other. The former still maintained a state of motionless, because she quickly discovered that there was no focal distance in the other's chaotic eyes.

    It doesn't seem to see itself.

    Logically speaking, this probability is very low - even if the other party cannot see, the ghost will never miss the human breath.

     And correspondingly, she also rarely felt the breath of this ghost.

    So most likely...something is blocking them.

    Tang Xinjue and Zheng Wanqing who came down later looked at each other, and the two climbed back to the top of the well to observe the ghost's movements.

    Even if their figures disappeared from the "front", the ghost stared straight at the head in front without any response, but after a few seconds, its neck suddenly "clicked" and began to slowly twist.

    After twisting 180 degrees, the other side of the head is another face!

    If it wasn't for the dim yellow eyes that finally started rolling, it would almost make people think that the twisting of the neck just now was an illusion. Because the front and back faces on the stiff neck are almost the same, even the dense wrinkles are exactly the same.

    As Guo Guo described, this is a, no, two faces of an old man who has aged to the extreme. Such a head grows on a sturdy body two meters high, rather like a defective product that has been randomly spliced ​​out.

    The next moment, their eyes fell on its arm at the same time.

    What's more weird than the head is that this man has two slender and short white arms under his broad shoulders. The skin at the joint of the shoulders shrank inward, and the two obviously mismatched bones were embedded together, making a cautious rubbing sound with a slight movement.

    Guo Guo had no hands in his memory before losing his arms.

    —Then it is self-evident who the female arm on it comes from at this moment.

    Across a curtain of transparent doors, the goblin's eyes briefly roamed around, but he still didn't notice anyone outside. The rattling arm quickly diverted its attention. It tapped angrily several times, and a series of muffled curses spewed out of its mouth.

    On the other side, Guo Guo seemed to sense something and asked worriedly:

     "Xinjue Wanqing, have you managed to avoid it, have my arm been eaten by them?"

    “…”

    Tang Xinjue and the others were unsure for a while, which was easier for Guo Guo to accept, between the arm like this and being eaten.

    But before they had time to organize the language, the ghost suddenly roared and strode away from the door.

    It disappeared at the end of a yellow corridor, and Tang Xinjue suddenly felt a bad premonition.

    Then, Guo Guo's consciousness in the spiritual link suddenly disconnected again.

    The two no longer hesitated, and jumped straight to the glass door. When Tang Xinjue's spiritual power came into contact with it, it felt like a drop of water merging into the sea, and it sank without a trace in an instant.

    "There is indeed a shielding effect here, but I don't know the specific scope."

    Associating the abnormal state of ghosts and Guo Guo, Tang Xinjue frowned slightly: "We may have to prepare for losing all our abilities."

    If she guessed right…

    The glass door was quietly opened, and the two of them entered without any resistance, but the sudden change in perception caused them to move at the same time—

    "I don't feel anything."

    Zheng Wanqing raised her hand subconsciously, but the place that should have been glowing with metallic luster was empty.

    She can no longer summon her own powers, not even Steel Arms!

    At the same time, there was only air left in Tang Xinjue's right hand, and the toilet was nowhere to be seen.

    There were faint footsteps in the distance, Tang Xinjue took a deep breath, pulled Wan Qing to dodge and hid in the nearest door.

    The room is very small, and there are various human body molds piled up in a mess, and the empty space can barely stand two people. They listened to the footsteps from far to near and then gradually left before continuing to talk.

    "My ability is gone." Tang Xinjue's voice was soft and deep. "It's all abilities."

    Toilet, mental power, strengthened five-dimensional constitution, space bag and props...

    What does it feel like to lose everything in an instant?

    Even if you have already made guesses and psychological preparations, at the moment when it really happened suddenly, a strong sense of weightlessness still gripped the heart tightly.

    After going through one copy after another, one upgrade after another, they have already adapted to the current "superhuman" body, the five senses and the ability to control the environment. Dangerous but also have confidence and the courage to fight—

    Not the body of an ordinary college student.

    But when they stepped into the door, all the additional power evaporated out of thin air, leaving only a weak body.

    This kind of feeling is like trying hard to train the tuba to level 70. As a result, the system is suddenly initialized with one key, and it instantly returns to the whiteboard trumpet with nothing. Who can stand it?

    "It has to go back to its original source, why didn't it return my arm?"

    Zheng Wanqing was very speechless. The ability to co-author this house is to take only the good ones and not the bad ones?

    In this house full of ghosts and gloomy atmosphere, the physical pressure alone makes people have to grit their teeth. The two can only adjust their state first, and then wait for an opportunity to act.

    Tang Xinjue is optimistic: "The constraints in this space should be two-way. We are deprived of our ability, and the ghosts will definitely be suppressed, so there is no chance of winning."

    In fact, after the initial gap, she quickly adapted to her current state. Even for her, this feeling of stagnation and powerlessness like being immersed in cold water is actually the "normal".

    After all, in the nightmare, there are no upgrades and powers at all.

    For a moment, Zheng Wanqing nodded after making adjustments. The two opened the door a crack, and there was no sound outside. But before they could go out, Tang Xinjue's phone screen lit up:

    It's Guo Guo's phone number.

    Closing the door, Guo Guo deliberately lowered her voice over the call:

    "The ghost came again just now, do you know what it did, it turned out to be..."

    Guo Guo couldn't hide his anger: "It threw its arm back! It dislikes my arm!"

    She was so speechless that her arm was taken away, but the other party still disliked her? Could it be that the old man's head on his neck, which seemed to die at any moment, was healthier and more beautiful than her arms?

    Tang Xinjue: "...you know what it is used for."

    "Yeah, because it only paid me an arm."

    Probably because it was inconvenient to not have one arm, the ghost finally kept one. And its disgusting and helpless expression at that time is still playing repeatedly in Guo Guo's mind.

    But thanks to the arm that was returned, she could still use her mobile phone to talk to Tang Xinjue and the others even when she lost her mental connection.

    "I seem to be able to think of more now, there is more than one ghost here. They are very strange looking, each with different abilities. It will torture people, and some can disassemble people's bodies... By the way, they don't seem to like to move, and many are huddled in small rooms. When they get close, the mobile phone signal will disappear..."

    The call was interrupted again before the voice was finished. On the screen, the mobile phone signal display returns to zero.

    Tang Xinjue and Zheng Wanqing quickly looked up at each other.

    According to the prompt, this means that either the ghost went to Guo Guo again, or a ghost approached them.

    There is no sound outside the door, but there is a cat's eye on the door.

    Zheng Wanqing opened her mouth: "Do you want to see it?"

    Tang Xinjue shook her head, silently stuck the phone camera on the cat's eye, and turned on the camera.

    A normal phone cannot be focused in this case, but the game-modified phone is clearly different:

    In the picture displayed by the camera, a yellow eyeball that was magnified several times was slowly turning towards the door.

    The room was silent inside and out.

    Because both of them were close to the door, they couldn't catch it from the perspective of their eyes, so after a while, it slowly left the cat's eye, and then there was movement outside.

    It's just this voice... Tang Xinjue pointed to the top of his head.

    Not like footsteps, but like the rubbing of the body dragging and crawling on the wall.

    It was not until the movement completely disappeared that they contacted Guo Guo again: "Do you remember your specific location?"

    Judging from Guo Guo's few words and the fact that they had already encountered two ghosts within two minutes of entering, the concentration of ghosts in this building is very high. They must minimize detours and take people away safely as quickly as possible.

    Fortunately, Guo Guo was brought down the same path as them. She described a route repeatedly from her memory, and Tang Xinjue immediately sketched the end point in her mind.

    "We're not far." She concluded, "You're just around the corner at the end of this corridor."

    After the corner, there should be two stairs going up.

    Guo Guo immediately reminded: "You must be careful. I remember the one that creates illusions, and it seems to have entered the door opposite me!"

    If Tang Xinjue opened the wrong door at that time, it would mean that the two of them had to face the ghost. This was what Guo Guo was most afraid of.

    "Because..." Guo Guo paused for a while, she seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't speak decisively, she could only hurriedly instruct: "If you come here, give me a flash, I will There will be a light knock on the floor inside the door. You approach the door where you hear the knock, and that's the room I'm in."

    Tang Xinjue heard her hesitant words, and guessed: "Is there something we don't know about the illusion that affects you?"

    Guo Guo was startled: "You know?"

    Faced with this answer, Tang Xinjue immediately caught the point: "It's about me, isn't it?"

    Guo Guo: “…”

    Tang Xinjue calmly continued to ask, "It has something to do with your abnormal reaction when you look at those caves, right?"

    Guo Guo: “…”

    Zheng Wanqing was confused: "What are you talking about? What cave?"

    "The caves we came across in our search for a casino."

    At that time, each of the four of them judged one, only Guo Guo was hesitant and panicked when observing his own cave, and the reasons given were hesitant. At that time, she didn't want to say it, and Tang Xinjue just wrote it down and didn't get to the bottom of it.

    But now judging from Guo Guo's reaction, the two are indeed related.

    Otherwise, with Guo Guo's cautiousness and the ability of heaven's eyes, no matter how realistic the illusion appeared in front of him, and it was only the content of three people fighting, it would not scare her to cry, let alone ignore it. Everything rushed into it.

    Tang Xinjue's voice was not in a hurry, but calm and determined: "Guoguo, if you are worried that telling me will affect me, then I hope you can believe me."

    Guo Guo sighed: "I will always trust you."

    She has 100% trust in her roommate, but not in herself, so she is worried that it will backfire.

    "Trust me a little more, this time. Okay?"

    Every piece of information counts here. Even if it is a double-edged sword, she must master it.

    Guo Guo was silent for a few seconds, then took a deep breath: "Okay, Xinjue, I'll tell you...but Wanqing can't listen."

    Zheng Wanqing, who just pricked up her ears: "???"

    Five seconds later, Zheng Wanqing went out alone, leaving Tang Xinjue alone in the room.

    "It's just me now, tell me."

    In the still air, Guo Guo said:

    "...I see, you're going to shoot us."

    Guo Guo's voice was harsh: "But perception tells me that it's not an illusion, the secret of the heart."

    "It was a death prophecy."