As his fingertips touched the thick and hard cover, Sur leaned his head back in thought.
He was clearly sitting in the innermost row by the window, but he instantly attracted all the attention of the other players.
Some of them had eyes that were even more anxious than the person involved, with a clear message of "turn over quickly."
Su Er raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Ji Heng: "Next, please enjoy my performance... the living ghost."
The moment the words fell, the page flipped cleanly and stopped at the number '130'. A group of words in the center were particularly eye-catching -
Calling souls.
The standardized words in black and white, yet the phrases leap out at people's eyes as if they have life.
The breathing sounds in the classroom subsided at this moment.
Closing the book, Suer sat quietly, waiting for the unknown horror to come.
With everyone remaining completely silent, their five senses became extremely sharp, as if they could even detect a leaf falling outside.
Da, da, da.
The silence in the corridor was broken, and the slow and heavy footsteps gradually became clearer, proving that something was approaching outside.
"Three…"
Ji Heng suddenly spoke, and Su Er said "hmm" with doubt.
"At least three ghosts came."
The sound was not loud, but anyone could hear it even if you could hear a pin drop.
A younger girl cast a sympathetic look at Sur, but soon she noticed that there was no resentment in his eyes, as if she had expected it.
Sur didn't even sigh, and immediately began to think about how to survive being surrounded by multiple ghosts.
My own fighting power is not high, so it is impossible to break the situation by violence. Since the game has a book of customized answers that measures the player's strength, the only thing I can rely on now is my charm value.
No, Charm alone is not enough to defeat multiple ghosts.
Su Er slowly lowered his eyes and quickly analyzed the most feasible way: to make a fuss about the relationship between ghosts.
The next moment, the door opened!
The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of soft-soled cloth shoes. A middle-aged woman in her forties walked in. She had a beautiful neck line and a round face, giving people a very kind impression.
The man walking behind her had regular features and was serious.
The last one was an old man, dressed simply and kept his head down.
When a middle-aged woman and a man wear the same ring at the same time, it can be inferred that they are a couple.
As they approached, they saw a light layer of frost on the floor of the classroom, and the temperature was frighteningly low.
The girl who had been worried about Su Er earlier also had a low combat power, so from the beginning, she felt a subtle sense of sympathy. Now, she felt her entire body frozen, like a wooden sculpture, and could only wait for the knife to fall on her.
The piercing pain just flashed through her body, and the ghost did not stop beside the girl, but walked straight to Suer.
The middle-aged woman looked sad and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Master, please save my child!"
Sur frowned. These ghost eyes couldn't see anyone else. It seemed that there was a problem with their memory. They were like NPCs in games. No matter how everything changed, they would always repeat the same lines.
"Ghosts are born out of obsession, and not all ghosts can maintain their full sanity." Ji Heng's voice drifted over: "Verbal provocation has no effect on them."
Suer understood that this type of ghost would only stick to one thing.
The middle-aged woman urged Suer: "My child is still waiting for help!"
The fingernails covered with corpse spots had grown wildly, and it looked like they would reach out in the next second. Su Er stood up and said, "Take me to see it."
The middle-aged woman automatically slowed down her pace and walked at the back. Suer had no choice but to be sandwiched between them, pushed forward by the cold air behind him.
After the three ghosts left, the temperature in the classroom gradually returned to normal. With Suer's experience as a warning, the remaining players added an extra layer of consideration before turning to the book.
There is often more than one way to survive in a copy, and perhaps there are other methods besides flipping through the book.
The person sitting in the row in front of Ji Heng had met him once before in another instance. He turned around and said, "I heard you two have a good relationship."
"That's right." Ji Heng raised the corners of his mouth slightly for some reason.
People in the front row: "That one is obviously a ghost from the same family. It's not easy to deal with."
Family ghosts are difficult to provoke. Usually, if one is injured, the other will become more destructive due to anger. However, before Su Er left, he did not see Ji Heng give out any self-defense items.
He was not worried about Sur, but more about accumulating experience. In case he came across similar results, he would have to have a reference.
"It's good to be a family." Ji Heng's words left the people in the front row confused.
"Good?" The people in the front row were stunned. "What's good about it?"
"Neat and tidy."
"…"
Speechless, the person in the front row smiled bitterly and turned away.
Ji Heng pondered the words "calling souls" on the page and shook his head.
The most common sign of evil spirits passing through is a drop in temperature.
In the corridor, Su Er shivered slightly, not from fear, but mainly from the cold. The three ghosts were like free-roaming refrigerators. He clearly saw a fly clinging to the wall. After the evil ghost passed by, it flapped its wings weakly and fell to the ground, its life or death unknown.
We walked all the way to the rooftop without any obstruction.
"Master, we're here."
The middle-aged woman pointed at the girl standing by the fence in front of her and said, "It's been three days. My child won't eat a single bite, won't respond when I talk to her, it's like she's lost her soul."
Su Er said nothing. When he got closer, he saw that the girl's skin was a little loose and she smelled like a corpse.
It's not just that he lost his soul, it's clearly that he lost his life.
The taciturn man comforted his sobbing wife: "Once the master finishes calling the soul, the baby can come back."
The night sky suddenly became bright.
Many ghosts were floating around, like sky lanterns, emitting faint fluorescent light. They were all staring at Suer, their eyes filled with gloating joy.
The soul cannot be called back, and another unlucky guy is about to join them!
"I've encountered many fraudulent masters before," the middle-aged woman said, completely unaware of the abnormality around her because of her intermittent sobbing. "Fortunately, they all got their comeuppance. This master is obviously not a problem at first glance."
The corner of Su Er's mouth twitched, and he was caught off guard by the compliment.
But the ghost grinned: "Come and keep us company."
The soft murmurs were repeated over and over again like a mantra.
Su Er's eyes swept over these ghosts one by one, and he suddenly laughed: "They appeared at the right time, saving me the trouble of flipping through the book again."
With a smile on his face, he took out the stun gun without hesitation and pressed the power button on a nearby ghost.
The ghosts that were gloating just now quickly turned into a cloud of smoke, and the others fled in panic. However, their activities were limited to the rooftop and they were weak, otherwise they would have taken revenge on the couple long ago.
Holding an electric shock device, Sur killed several ghosts in a row like an executioner.
The middle-aged woman even forgot to cry and looked at the electric shock device in Suer's hand with some fear.
The most insignificant old man on the side suddenly focused his scattered gaze, and his five fingers formed claws, instantly touching the edge of the electric shock device. However, the moment of contact, he suddenly screamed, and a burning smell appeared on the surface of his skin.
Su Er sneered. He had openly taken out the electric shock device, anticipating a ghost to snatch it away. However, this thing was a natural nemesis of ghosts. Even Mr. Rose's original attempt to snatch the flower by his ear was dimmed by it, let alone a mere evil ghost.
The only way is to kill yourself and try again.
Unfortunately, the evil spirits in the dungeon also have to follow a process to kill people. Before the soul calling failed, Sul was sure that he was safe.
"It's time to call back the soul." The old man was injured, and the middle-aged woman's voice became sharp.
Soul didn't waste any time: "What's her name?"
"Chen Chen."
He tapped his knuckles on the fence twice, making a dull sound. Su Er opened his mouth and said, "Chen Chen——"
The tone of voice was drawn out particularly long, as if he was seriously calling out to the soul.
The body was unresponsive.
Sur approached the girl and secretly injected Yin energy into her with an electric shock device.
The ghost has too little energy after dispersing, but the number of harvests is large, so it should be enough.
A normal corpse would not stand still. Although there was a stench, it did not rot. Sur was more inclined to believe that her power was restrained by something.
After a while, the girl's fingertips trembled.
As the last bit of Yin energy was injected, the girl slowly raised her head and called out "Mom" hesitantly for a while.
"She's back to life!" The middle-aged woman burst into tears and hugged her excitedly. "She's really back to life! Look at you, you've lost weight. Why didn't you just listen and eat?"
"obedient?"
The girl, inexplicably provoked, suddenly pressed the man against the fence, her eyes bulging. "You stormed out of the parent-teacher conference after a failing grade. You stormed into class and beat up my deskmate because of a premature romance. You even forced me to change my college entrance exam application. Why should I obey?"
The middle-aged woman, completely detached from her earlier kindness, grabbed the girl's neck and said, "Because of giving birth to you, I have stretch marks and can't perform on stage. My youth, my dreams... you must carry them on!"
The girl's strength after waking up was stronger than her mother's. She pushed the middle-aged woman away and looked at the other two ghosts coldly.
The old man looked at his daughter-in-law on the ground and kept chattering: "I told you that girls have no conscience. I told you to give them away and get another one. Look at you now!"
The taciturn man wanted to speak, but couldn't get a word in.
Sur tried to reduce his presence as much as possible, holding his breath and stepping aside.
The love and hate for close people are often more extreme. The four ghosts were engaged in a melee. The middle-aged woman was unable to beat her daughter, so she suddenly extended her nails and dug into her husband's face, calling him a coward. The old man protected his son and rushed over to slap the middle-aged woman... The battle was a mess.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and with a loud thud, a withered arm covered in corpse spots was torn off and flew out, landing right in front of Su Er. Half of the girl's face was destroyed. He didn't care about the injury and bit off the flesh on the woman's leg with force, saying viciously: "I told you not to jump! I will make sure you can never jump!"
Su Er felt a chill in his heart when he saw this.
Ji Heng once said that infinitely magnified obsession is malice, and he truly witnessed it today.
Seeing that they were no match for the enemy, the couple teamed up again to deal with the crazy girl.
At first, Sur watched indifferently, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly felt his heart beating violently, and the scene seemed familiar.
"Everyone uses their right hand, why do you use your left hand?"
The voice that suddenly emerged from his memory was so subdued that it felt like a roar, even though it was a whisper. A blurry image flashed by, and he tried to capture it again but failed.
After finally enduring the intense heart palpitations, the scene of blood and flesh flying all over the rooftop was brought under control at some point in the fight to the death.
While the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits.
Sur came to his senses and took a few steps closer.
This family of ghosts ignored his existence and continued to attack each other despite being exhausted, not caring at all whether they would be ambushed or not.
Soul coughed lightly.
The middle-aged woman finally responded and asked with resentment, "Why did you save this heartless little evildoer?"
Su Er raised an eyebrow: "Didn't you invite me here?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged woman's eyes became confused again, and suddenly there was a look of relief in her eyes: "Yes, my daughter can't die! If she dies, there will be no one to take care of me in my old age."
Su Er shook his head, not holding out hope for this family's values. He took out an empty bottle, smiled grimly at the few ghosts that no longer had the strength to fight, and said word by word, "Cry for me."
The trade of one hundred drops of tears finally found a way.
Thanks for the answer book.
grateful.
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classroom.
Mr. Dongfeng, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.
Just when the player thought he was about to say something, someone suddenly pricked up their ears: "Listen."
Amidst the whistling wind, a faint whimpering sound was heard. After a few minutes, the whimpering gradually turned into a wail, a piercing, ghostly cry that was infinitely amplified in the darkness.
"The ghost seems to be crying." The sobbing sounded like the screams of a frightened old cat, growing louder and louder. A female player pursed her dry lips and asked, "Why do ghosts cry?"