The mission started off badly, and Su Er's eyes changed slightly, thinking about what excuse to make.
Ji Heng's bluntness was terrifying: "No violation."
The four words fell lightly, as if the appearance of those ghosts was like raindrops falling after dark clouds gathered, which were all natural phenomena.
While speaking, he winked at Sur, who quickly flipped through the book of answers.
Dongfeng Jushi's drooping eyelids twitched: "Stop right there."
Su Er followed suit, learning Ji Heng's words while flipping through the pages, and insisted that he had not violated any rules.
Dongfeng Jushi had to admit that these two players' research and utilization of the rules even exceeded that of the host.
He raised his arm and threw a small black ball.
The host cannot kill the players directly. Sur thought about it and took it without dodging.
"Enough is enough." Dongfeng Jushi: "The loopholes in the rules will be fixed soon."
The game cannot allow the phenomenon of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons to continue.
Shortly after he finished speaking, a small card appeared in mid-air and landed on his knees.
After reading it, Dongfeng Jushi said in a terrifyingly calm voice: "Book."
Guessing that the card might be the explanation of the game, Suer took the initiative to hand it over, and Ji Heng gave it to him without hesitation.
"I'm going to catch ghosts now," Dongfeng Jushi adjusted the direction of his wheelchair and turned his face slightly. The soft lines of his face now looked particularly cold and hard. "This is a dungeon bug. That little gadget is just compensation."
After saying this, he disappeared without a trace.
Su Er sighed, "What a pity."
If he had been given even one more minute, he could have read the entire book.
Ji Heng: "The host's appearance was a coincidence, and it probably represents the will of the game."
The game does not allow such destructive methods to be used to pass the game. Hundreds of ghosts regaining their freedom is a provocation to its authority.
Without much time to regret, Sur turned to study the small black ball in his hand. It seemed to be a living thing. It rolled around in his palm and dropped ash.
The corner of his mouth twitched: "It seems to be a coal ball."
Of course, the things given by the host are not ordinary things. We can only wait until we return to the transfer station and use instruments to identify their specific functions.
Now that the book of answers has been taken away temporarily, the plan has been disrupted and we have to go back to exploring the story line.
"We're going around in circles like we're stuck in a maze," Suldon paused and couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that the game is deliberately playing tricks on us?"
Ji Heng shook his head: "No, it is a victim."
"…"
"The Ghost King mentioned a graduation certificate," Ji Heng said, focusing on the present. "Judging from his appearance, the child is probably in the sixth grade."
Su Er covered his chest and said, "I searched the sixth grade classroom before, but it was Class 1, Grade 6."
There were only two classrooms on that floor, so it was possible that he had missed the class where the Ghost King had been, and that the Class 2, Grade 6 a little ahead was the correct target.
It hurts to imagine.
After hearing the whole story, Ji Heng didn't agree with this statement. He looked at him quietly for a while and said, "Your luck is getting worse little by little."
Some people are born with bad luck, but Suer is different. Since they met, Ji Heng has witnessed the process of his luck declining.
"If I really want to trace it back..." After thinking carefully, Su Er frowned, "It seems that I have been unlucky since I came out of the Tianji City dungeon."
Especially at the end of that copy, zombies were created by accident.
The probability is so low that it is not an exaggeration to say it is one in a billion.
Ji Heng pondered and said, "The purpose of Charm Points happens to be developed in that dungeon, and you also obtained a mysterious eye."
Su Er had a bad guess: "Could it be that using my eyes comes at the cost of my luck?"
Everyone has a charm value, the level is different, and I haven't seen anyone's luck drop suddenly.
Ji Heng: "Try to reduce the frequency of use recently."
This was just a consolation. Sur had only used it a few times. The fundamental reason might be that the eye was living in him.
Unfortunately, the most important thing right now is to pass the copy safely, so Ji Heng cannot find a solution at this critical juncture.
Returning to the teaching building, a life-or-death chase unfolded on the playground. A tall player was being chased and attacked by a child using a slingshot. If it were just a slingshot, it would be fine, but the projectiles actually exploded in mid-air.
"Help!"
Seeing someone, he ran towards here without hesitation.
Ji Heng's face darkened. Although the ghost that ran out of the Book of Answers only targeted the person holding the book, the random shooting of the marbles would inevitably affect other people.
He was quite ruthless. He had no intention of helping and just pulled Sul away.
The tall player wasn't expecting this and was stunned for a moment before cursing and chasing after them.
Hearing the hurried footsteps behind him, Su Er raised his eyebrows: "What's the purpose?"
"It would be against the law to kill him directly. As long as he follows closely, you and I will be in danger."
If you don't want to be dragged down, you have to help.
Soul turned back and warned, "You'll regret it if you follow me again."
The tall player remained indifferent.
Su Er's eyes changed, and the moment he ran into the teaching building, he whispered, "Close the door!"
After saying that, he and Ji Heng closed the door tightly on the left and right.
"Oh shit!"
A curse was heard from outside. The player who arrived a step late knocked on the door twice without success. He had no choice but to take out a ball of yarn from his pocket and throw it at the child behind him.
The ball of yarn automatically unfolded in mid-air, entangled the imp, and allowed the tall player to escape.
Su Er was so angry that he laughed: "You have props but you still rely on us."
Ji Heng said coldly: "I guess he is reluctant to use it and wants to borrow some money."
After the imp disappeared, the tall player kicked the door twice: "Don't let me..."
Before he could finish his harsh words, Ji Heng took the initiative to open the door and motioned for him to continue.
The two-on-one situation was not advantageous, so the tall player muttered a few words, spat on the ground and left.
Soul looked at his leaving figure and said teasingly: "It seems that you are not that famous in the game yet."
Ji Heng: "Yao Zhi said..."
"Respect species diversity."
After saying this in unison, they smiled and went upstairs.
When he reached the fourth floor, Sur took a few more steps forward. The headless child was still in the classroom. He had just picked up a new head and was throwing it around like a ball.
Soul: "This classroom can't hold it."
Ji Heng: "Some ghosts only target humans."
Having learned from the previous lesson, the headless child gave up the initiative to provoke them this time and turned his back to them to express his dissatisfaction.
Su Er would not take the initiative to provoke them, so he went to the next door Class 2, Grade 6.
"Most primary school students are seated according to height," Su Er suggested after recalling the Ghost King's height: "You can start by looking in the last two rows."
There were still schoolbags in several cabinets. Perhaps the parents were unwilling to accept reality and did not even take these things away after the tragedy.
Ji Heng found a piece of letterhead paper and stopped.
Suer leaned over and saw that the handwriting on it was very childish. It was a speech by an outstanding student.
The story basically boils down to a student named Chen Ziwen, who won first prize in the National Mathematics Competition and was admitted to the city's No. 1 Middle School. He expressed deep gratitude for the school's nurturing and urged more students to strive for progress.
From the pride revealed between the lines, it is not difficult to judge that this middle school is very famous.
"Isn't the transition from elementary school to junior high school divided by school districts?"
Ji Heng: "When I was a kid, good middle schools had the channel of entrance exams."
Su Er nodded in understanding: "So this is the generation gap."
"…"
Ji Heng is very young, but it depends on who he is compared with. If he is compared with Suer, there is an age difference of several years.
"It's because the times are changing so fast," he emphasized.
Soul nodded perfunctorily.
"What a pity..." Su Er closed the letter: "This child has no chance to continue his studies."
The school supplies were still there, which meant that Chen Ziwen was also one of the victims of the milk poisoning case.
Ji Heng found several test papers in the cabinet, most of which had full marks.
"She's a good student, and this is a national competition, so it's unlikely she'd cheat on her grades."
Soul: "Since the Book of Answers gives information about the competition, there must be something fishy going on."
As he was speaking, he saw Ji Heng's gaze pass by him and look outside the door.
The first thing that caught their eyes was the familiar wheelchair. Mr. Dongfeng calmly placed two books on the table and let them take them.
The player's name is printed on the lower right corner of the book, so you don't have to worry about picking up the wrong one.
After doing all this, Mr. Dongfeng left in a wheelchair, returned to his former classroom, and closed his eyes to rest.
This time he was really a little sleepy, as catching ghosts was a physically demanding job.
As the host disappeared, the low pressure in the classroom dissipated.
Ji Heng asked Suer to put the book away and took the speech manuscript to the next classroom.
The headless child moved a few spaces inside, looking as if he didn't want to interact with him.
Ji Heng stood at the door, completely unconcerned with the other party's attitude. He read the speech word for word and asked, "What happened during the competition?"
The headless child suddenly put the human head in his hand on the broken neck. The combination of the adult's expression of unwilling death and the child's body was extremely weird.
"You'll find out soon enough."
The child turned towards him, holding his head in his hands. "Because you will experience it yourself."
After saying that, he jumped out of the window. The moment he landed, the child easily jumped to another place, but his head was smashed to pieces.
"From what he said, history will repeat itself?" Su Er appeared behind Ji Heng at some point and shook the Chinese textbook in his hand.
After opening it, apart from the notes, there were many blank spaces filled with sad words. Looking at it from an adult's perspective, Su Er couldn't help but feel embarrassed for the owner of the textbook for two seconds while flipping through it.
He pointed to one line of poetry:
"compete"
The devil is doing business with two rich men at the same time
He seduced the first person
Give me a year to live
Your competitors will go bankrupt
The rich man happily agreed
The devil whispered to the second person
And said
Just give me a year and a day to live
I'll help you bankrupt the first person
A year later, both rich men died
Ji Heng was more interested in how Suer found these few hidden lines of words.
"This child's drawer is the only one where nothing related to foxes can be found."
There are still sober people in the class who do not believe in the so-called fox spirits.
Ji Heng: "Winning a competition qualifies you for admission to a good school. I'm afraid many people have become fox spirits because of this."
Su Er's smile froze. "A group of people are asking the fox fairy for the same thing, but there's only one spot available."
It's hard to imagine what would happen in this situation.
The next second, a 'ding' sound suddenly rang in my ears.
[Zhang Xiaohua's wish:
Zhang Xiaohua is the smartest and best-performing child in the class. She doesn't believe in fox spirits and only believes that hard work can prove everything.
Her life ended with a bottle of poisoned cow's milk.
Find the murderer of the poisoning case and you will receive a peace amulet made by Zhang Xiaohua.]
Soul: "It's not in vain."
Ji Heng nodded.
Su Er vaguely sensed that the other party's mind was not entirely focused on the mission, which meant that he had concerns.
At this time, Ji Heng walked to the window and looked at the other teaching building through the moonlight: "Time is limited."
It is not easy to find the right page in a book of more than 300 pages of answers.
After hearing what he said, and considering what the headless child said before he disappeared, Su Er said in a deep voice: "Will any of the players go to worship the fox fairy?"
But just this alone cannot be considered history repeating itself. In the past, there was competition because the number of award places was limited. Where is the contradiction now?
The copy does not set the number of survivors.
Ji Heng's eyes turned cold, and he slowly uttered two words: "Borrowing luck."
Su Er was stunned for a moment and looked at the words in the textbook again, feeling a chill in his heart.
"The principal's office enshrines a fox fairy, but the Ghost King is guarding it, so ordinary people can't get in." He pursed his lips and said, "The dungeon wants to use this to trick players. There won't be just one place enshrining the fox fairy."
Ji Heng: "Look for it."
Soul nodded.
Having your luck borrowed away for no reason is quite fatal.
Ji Heng: "After finding the statue, find a way to destroy it. If that doesn't work, figure out how it works."
Luck cannot be borrowed casually, and some kind of operation is required in the middle.
As Suhl walked away, he said, "Now you're a sitting duck."
Once a player tries to borrow luck, he will definitely choose the most powerful person, and Ji Heng is the first to bear the brunt.
As he was climbing the stairs, he suddenly paused. "I have a feeling the player who just followed us might be more than just reluctant to part with the item."
The teaching building was not big, and the statue could not be placed in public areas such as classrooms and offices. The two returned to the broadcasting room and searched carefully, but still found nothing.
"There seems to be a ghost in the next room." Just as Suer was hesitating whether to take the risk, he saw Ji Heng suddenly looking at the ceiling.
"The best place to hide things is often up high."
Su Er raised his eyebrows and took the initiative to put the stool on the table. He asked Ji Heng to hold the table legs and began to feel around on the ceiling.
squeak!
After a piece of ceiling was removed, a mouse ran over quickly.
Sur was startled by the sudden noise and lost his balance.
Ji Heng supported him from behind his waist: "Be careful."
His fingers gripped the edge, which was covered with a thick layer of dust. Sur squinted his eyes and found that one place was particularly clean, even mice avoided it.
"Found it."
Ji Heng handed him a bracket, and Su Er hooked it out little by little. When he really touched the fox fairy statue, the pair of foxy eyes he had seen in the principal's office appeared in front of him again. Su Er held his breath, tried his best to stay awake, squatted down and jumped from the chair to the table.
The fox fairy statue was placed on the table, but it did not speak any human language to tempt people to make a deal.
"You'll know after you say goodbye." Ji Heng walked forward and prepared to do the experiment himself.
Su Er stopped him and said, "I'll do it."
Understanding what he meant, Ji Heng laughed: "Are you sure?"
Su Er nodded and put his hands together in a fake manner: "Fox Fairy, please bless my luck to improve."
When he prayed for the ghost according to the prompts in the Book of Answers, he didn't feel anything at all. This time it was purely for personal gain. The moment the words fell, Sul clearly felt his body surrounded by a strange force.
A gentle voice lingered in my ears: "A strand of hair and my birth date, I can lend you luck."
Soul: "My horoscope?"
There was a hint of laughter in his voice, which made people's hearts tingle: "Of course you want to borrow someone."
Only the person involved could hear what was said. Su Er turned his head to look at Ji Heng who was silent, and told him the fox fairy's request.
"Give it to her."
Ji Heng told Suer his birth date and took out another hair.
While looking into the fox fairy's eyes again, Sur silently opened the mysterious eye in his body.
If, as previously speculated, using this eye would reduce luck infinitely, then he would like to see whether the luck brought by the fox fairy could suppress this eye.
Ji Heng stood with his arms folded, his head lowered and no emotion visible. He knew very well that the combination of Su Er's fate of killing his husband and his eyes would definitely not produce the same effect as one plus one.
At this time, the eyes of the fox fairy statue seemed to be more curved.
As the fox fairy cast the spell, Su Er's vision became blurred. He vaguely saw a plump woman holding a willow branch, gently touching his shoulder. After a while, her red lips opened slightly:
"Good luck."
The chaotic ball of light stayed at the shoulder and was quickly repelled as soon as it penetrated.
The fox fairy was stunned for a moment.
He tapped his shoulder with a willow branch and said, "Good luck."
Still no success.
The third attempt not only failed, but a section of the willow branch was actually absorbed into the skin.
Soul groaned in pain.
Ji Heng raised his hand to stop him, but Su Er shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "It hurts but I am happy."
He could feel what the Mystical Eye was absorbing.
The fox fairy lost her composure. The remaining fortune in her body was being continuously drained away. She tried to retract the willow branch, but it was impossible.
"God damn it! Where did this unlucky star come from?"
The willow branches were originally part of the power she had condensed. After being devoured madly, a crack appeared on the statue of the fox fairy.
At the same time, all nine fox fairy statues hidden in the school began to show signs of breaking.
One of the players who was quietly kneeling was startled.
"Warning! The Fox Fairy statue is expected to be completely destroyed in one minute. Quest branches three and six will be affected and closed simultaneously. The dungeon is showing signs of collapse. Please address it as soon as possible—"
Mr. Dongfeng was taking a nap. The moment the game prompt came, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a strong murderous intent burst out in his eyes.
Broadcasting room.
Suer watched helplessly as the paint on the statue kept peeling off like the paint on the wall, and was suddenly pushed away by a force behind him. Fortunately, Ji Heng supported him in time and prevented him from falling.
Without bothering to question the culprit, Dongfeng Jushi placed his palm on the top of the statue and slowly injected Yin Qi into it. After a long time, the fox fairy began to show signs of stopping breaking down.
After doing all this, he turned around with an expressionless face.
Because the wheelchair moved so much, the wheels made a sharp, harsh sound as they rubbed against the ground.
"What day of the game is today?"
A familiar problem.
Soul calmly replied, "The first day."
Dongfeng Jushi closed his eyes and asked: "How long has it been since we last parted?"
"About..." Su Er spoke based on his feeling: "Twenty minutes?"
"very good."
Su Er wondered: "What's good about it?"
Dongfeng Jushi asked in return, "What do you think?"
The three words were pronounced with such emphasis that even a fool could hear the irony in them.
Suer glanced at the statue, which had become particularly ugly because it had lost a layer of skin, and raised the lower half of his eyebrow at Ji Heng.
"It's not your fault." Ji Heng said seriously, "It's just that this fox fairy's business ability is not good enough."
"…"