Half Immortal

    He shouted piercingly, but as soon as he ran out of the bathroom, he didn't forget to look back at the situation inside.

    The light of the sky has completely disappeared, and the campus full of treacherousness has fallen into darkness. In the dim light, the flashlight pulled out a straight long light, and the end of the light just happened to hit the place where the dirty thing appeared.

    The water in the sink suddenly regained its color, but Nie Liang was standing beside the sink, his body bent, and his head was completely submerged in the water as if pressed by something.

    Yan Wei retracted his gaze, ran towards the 407 dormitory, and kept shouting words such as "help" and "ghost".

    His perception extended out, but in a moment he located Yan Mingguang not far from the third floor, while running away on the surface, he said to Yan Mingguang through perception: [Hey, Teacher Yan , answer the phone! 】

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    【You don't come to save me when you hear my call for help, what about friendship in arms? 】

    [It was too loud, you did it on purpose. 】

    Yan Wei: "..." Suddenly there is a feeling of being seen through.

    He called for help, one was acting, and the other was because of what Nie Liang said just now—all players should be in this building.

    If Gao Ming was still alive, he would definitely live in this dormitory at night, but he didn't know which one he was in. Yan Wei's burst of perception can only be communicated face-to-face by both parties, and then he can locate and contact within a certain range. He can use the skills of burst of perception to contact Yan Mingguang, but there is no way to find Gao Ming who has not established contact with him.

    [I shouted loudly to let Gao Ming know that I was here. Anyway, to make a long story short, Yuemang lost one man and one died in the bathroom, and he confirmed my guess - one of the conditions for triggering death is to touch the death method of the former deceased. The public bathroom on the fourth floor should have killed a drowning ghost, the kind that was pressed into the sink to drown, and there were traces of drowning struggle on the sink. I guessed that touching the sink would attract ghosts, so I turned on the faucet and used it— 】

    He spoke for a while, and the mood that had no scruples suddenly disappeared. The person who was talking to him was Yan Mingguang, Yan Mingguang with a very high moral bottom line.

    He deliberately avoided what he had just done, and continued: [Anyway, after the water tap began to flow, the player from Yuemang was also pressed into the pool and drowned. There are drowning ghosts in the pool, and the player who touches the pool is also drowned, so one of the causes of death should be triggering the event that people have died. The person who died during the registration today should also be the same. Someone once ate at the school gate and died, so he also died after eating. 】

    Yan Wei shouted for help, and was about to run to 407, when a Yuemang player came out of the dormitory and suddenly pulled him back to the room.

    He pretended to be afraid of being dragged into the dormitory with soft legs, and then said to Yan Mingguang: [When you and Lin Zhen and the others are moving, you must pay attention to observe whether there are any traces of past death, and do not repeat it . 】

    【Okay,】Yan Mingguang paused, 【Be careful. 】

    [Got it. How come you started mother-in-law from the copy of Ankang Ancient Town, worrying about this and that every day, your high-cold fan, Mr. Yan. 】

    Yan Mingguang was speechless.

    Yan Wei regained her senses.

    At this moment, he has been dragged back to the dormitory, and he fell on the edge of the bed, gasping for breath. The rest gathered around, Li Qing squatted down in front of him, and asked him, "What happened? Where's Nie Liang?"

    Yan Wei slowly raised her eyes.

    He trembled: "We met a ghost in the bathroom just now! The pool was suddenly full of water, a ghost who didn't know when it appeared, pressed Nie Liang into the pool... "

    The conversation with Yan Mingguang just now quickly consumed his energy. He was breathing rapidly at the moment, his face was pale, his cheeks were reddish with vigorous exercise, and his eyes revealed timidity and panic.

    Li Qing did not doubt the truth of Yan Wei's call for help.

    He slowly got up, frowned, and said worriedly: "It seems that this is the so-called death that falls at any time in Chenxi High School. I want to save Nie Liang, but now it's dark, take you to If the bathroom encounters ghosts again, it will harm more people..."

    He seemed to think about it for a while, before saying: "Let's go see it tomorrow morning. If you need to go to the bathroom tonight, try to endure it first. I brought you all here, I have to keep everyone safe first. The lights are out now according to the time, and all the 'students' need to rest."

    "Just now I found a player who came in before and asked, the so-called 'don't listen, don't read, don't move' is not very strict, the most important thing is not to talk after dark Completely attracts ghosts. Mainly because there are often deceitful ghosts in this dormitory building. The npc said that it is best not to be curious at night because curiosity will make players fooled and talk and die. Everyone goes to bed first. , don't make a sound, and at dawn tomorrow, take a look at the bathroom before going to the teaching building."

    Yuemang spread out, Yan Wei slowly supported the edge of the bed and stood up slowly.

    Li Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, playing with his taste: "You say you, luck is not bad, the first attack by the ghost is not you."

    "I..."

    "Very good, your role is much better than Nie Liang. It's a pity, you said you shouted so loudly, but Yan didn't come to save you. He also used your points and props to save you. Gao Ming, in his eyes, teammates like Gao Ming are much more important than a burden like you, and it seems that he really doesn't care much about you."

    Yan Wei blinked, her eyelashes fluttered, and her voice was extremely low: "Thanks to Brother Li..."

    "Rest now."

    Not long after Yan Wei's cry for help sounded, in a dormitory on the sixth floor.

    Compared to the third, fourth and fifth floors, which were filled with some popularity by new players, most of the players on this floor were the last batch of players who came in—more than half of them are dead at this moment. There are six players in the dormitory, and there are only two people left at the moment.

    Seeing that it was getting dark, one of them rushed to the upper bunk assigned, and said nervously and fearfully: "The call for help just now was the player's, or a strange voice, sure A newcomer has come in! With a newcomer, those dirty things should have a lot of goals for the time being... Why should I be gambling, if I didn't have a casino, I wouldn't be forced to enter this mobile book..."

    The man's lower bunk didn't speak.

    Perhaps it was because a bunch of live people finally arrived today, and the players in the upper bunk were less nervous for the past few days. He patted the bed board and said, "Just say something, what the NPCs say is just to reduce the chance of being killed by ghosts, not a panacea. What's more, it's not dark yet, what are you afraid of? This kind of **** below the fifth floor has no guts, and I don't know how to survive until now..."

    The player in the upper bunk glanced in the direction of the window—there was one last gleam of light.

    The last batch of them entered the dungeon, the school teacher NPC told them that it is best not to do anything at night, and not to speak after dark. But in fact, many people do it and die inexplicably.

    You may still die if you do, but not necessarily if you don't.

    And it’s not all dark yet, what are you afraid of? That's why the trash in the lower bunk with only three floors is so timid, he didn't commit any taboos but didn't dare to make a sound.

    As soon as he lay down, the player on the top bunk bumped into something. The bed in Chenxi High School is not big, it is exactly the same as the dormitory of ordinary high school, and it is almost the same as sleeping an adult man. But as soon as he lay down, he felt extremely squeezed.

    The man was stunned for a moment, and his hand touched the seat behind him that was supposed to be the wall - it was a completely different, cold and slightly wet feel from the wall.

    He turned his head subconsciously.

    A pale woman's grimace rushed into his field of vision, and the thing lying beside him stared at him with a pair of all-white pupils, blood slowly dripping from the corners of his eyes, point by point Dot, bit by bit, wetting his pillow. The sticky black hair covered most of its face, but it made the pupils pale and cold.

    His pupils shrank suddenly and his eyes widened.

& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; "Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

    In the screams, there was still a gleam of light outside, and a lit desk lamp was suspended outside the window. As the player's screams gradually weakened, the lamp suspended outside the window made a "chirp", the light bulb shattered, and the lamp suddenly fell.

    —It was already dark, and the light outside was only caused by this lamp!

    Gao Ming closed his eyes tightly, huddled in the quilt on the bottom bunk motionless, not daring to do anything. In order to let him live longer in the dungeon, Yuemang took the bait and threw him a few life-saving props. He used all the props and was careful to live to this day. At this moment, all the props are gone. , he didn't dare to move at all.

    "Tick-tick-"

    "Tick-tick-"

    "Tick-tick-"

    Gao Ming still did not move. The sound of blood dripping from the upper bunk hit the man's nerves, and his breathing became more and more rapid, but at this moment, he was more excited and relieved than any time he entered this dungeon.

    He recognized the cry for help just now. That was Yan Wei's voice. Yan Wei came in, and Yan Mingguang should also come in together.

    He originally thought he was destined to die in this copy, but now, although he is very clear, this is a nineteenth floor mobile copy, the moment he heard Yan Wei's voice, Gao Ming There is a strange message.

    He suddenly felt that he might be able to get out alive.

    The first night of the latest batch of players entering the Death School dungeon was very unsettled.

    In the whole night, including Yan Wei's cry for help at the beginning, screams and calls for help sounded five or six times. When the first rays of sunlight slowly scattered from the horizon, the entire dormitory building was full of blood.

    Li Qing led Yuemang's people to the public bathroom on the fourth floor.

    Nie Liang's body was still bent over, and the entire head was placed in the sink. The sink was dry, and there was no water at all, but Nie Liang's head was already swollen from the soaking, and people couldn't die any longer.

    Li Qing frowned and expressed regret, but he didn't even clean up Nie Liang's body, he led people out of the bathroom, and began to check what happened in this dormitory last night— There were several screams last night.

    After a while, Li Qing brought Yan Wei and others to the corridor on the second floor.

    "Brother Li, four people died last night, except Nie Liang, one died on the bed, his body was cut into several pieces, and the whole bed was covered in blood. Strangled on the clothesline outside the window, that's all that's left..."

    There is a pool of blood on the corridor, and other organs of the human body are mixed on the ground.

    In the center of the bloodstain, lies a corpse that is not considered a corpse.

    The reason why it is not considered a corpse is because it is not a complete corpse - the left half of the corpse is gone, and the right half of the body is attached to some broken body organs, giving off a sickening smell **** and rancid smell. And that half of the body doesn't have any wounds, only the torn parts of the body are uneven, not like traces of cold weapons at all, but like...

    "Tooth," Li Qing squatted slowly in front of the corpse, his eyes swept carefully over the fracture of the corpse, "It's all tooth marks, it looks like half of the body was eaten alive."

    Yan Wei blinked her eyes and stood at the back with a timid expression on her face, but she used her perceptual skills and Yan Mingguang to broadcast all the clues that Yuemang got in real time, saving Yan Mingguang and the others Come here for another run.

    Yuemang's players didn't know that they were reconnaissance for others for free. Beside Li Qing, a very young and casual player named Yuewenxing laughed: "Cannibal? Cannibals? Or is it something to do with the thing we're looking for...?"

    Yan Wei's eyes moved slightly - that thing, it should be referring to the legendary item that Lin Zhen mentioned earlier, this flow has attracted a large number of high-quality players of more than ten layers.

    Li Qing shook his head: "No, according to the news, this legendary item is not evil. We didn't see anything inhuman after we came in, and the possibility of man-eating beasts is unlikely. But It doesn't make much sense to say it's a cannibal, this is a campus copy, not an apocalyptic forest copy, how can there be such a thing?"

    Campus dungeon is difficult, because there are many NPCs, and once there are too many NPCs, it will be difficult to find clues and identify players. But if it's not difficult, it's the possible types—mostly three: puppy love, bullying, and stress.

    What relationship can these three have with cannibals?

      Take Yan Wei to do things according to the plan first, and our teaching building will reconcile."

    When the words fell, Li Qing didn't delay, he turned around and left with the others, leaving Yue Wenxing and Yan Wei still in place.

    Yuewenxing is also a seed player of Moonlight, but she is only nineteen years old. Compared with the feminine Li Qing, her whole body is full of indifferent ruthlessness.

    This person is also a player who continuously lifts the building. The skill is to use his own blood to draw ghosts. It takes a long time to prepare and is very restrictive, but if there is sufficient time and place to prepare, it may be A good support skill - unfortunately used in a crooked way.

    Li Qing and Yue Wenxing finalized the plan last night. Since this dungeon called Death School is full of murderous intentions, there must be a lot of ghosts, so when Yan Mingguang leaves the dormitory, he secretly leaves a ghost-calling formation in Yan Mingguang's dormitory. Isn't it easy for Yan Mingguang to trigger death? ?

    So now, Li Qing and others went to the teaching building to check the situation first, and Yue Wenxing secretly rushed to Yan Mingguang's dormitory with Yan Wei who knew Yan Mingguang well.

    Vietnamese Wenxing looked at Yan Wei, whose face was pale because of the use of skills, and sneered, saying: "This picture can be scary like this, what use do you have other than a good-looking face? Oh yes, you still know yan, so according to your understanding, is he the kind of behavior that goes out at dawn to find clues?"

    "Yes... When I followed him before, I always followed him out at dawn."

    "Then let's go now, go to Yan's dormitory, and give him a big gift."

    Yan Wei's face became paler and colder sweat broke out on his forehead, he nodded timidly: "...Okay."

    At the same time, Yan Wei was still using his burst of perception skills, and said in his heart to Yan Mingguang who was still in the dormitory: [Hey, ice cube, answer the phone again! The fish is hooked. 】

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    […good. 】