I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

No. 113 was completely buried in the soil, with only his head exposed above the ground.

He clamped his neck tightly with both hands, his face was blue and purple, his blood-red eyes were bulging, and his wide-open mouth was filled with black mud.

The soil is mixed with plant roots and occasionally insects crawl out.

"Ugh——" Xiao Ba couldn't endure the psychological pressure, and he started to cover his mouth and dry heave when he saw this scene.

Song Guicheng was also a little disgusted, but he was still calm. He pulled Xiao Ba back two steps slowly, stared at the corpse, and said, "Let's go call them over first."

The teams were too scattered, and Xiao Ba didn't dare shout loudly for fear of attracting those aunts. In the end, only a few teams that were relatively close gathered together.

No. 106 vomited as soon as he saw the body. No. 105, who had been with him all the time, the rather cold girl, just frowned slightly, then took a closer look at the body of No. 113.

"He strangled himself to death." After a moment, No. 105 came to the conclusion.

The players around him looked at each other in bewilderment; no one had expected him to die in this way, but there were all kinds of strange ways to die in a dungeon.

"But how did he get to this place?" A player looked at the surrounding environment with lingering fear.

The pale yellow mist blocks the player's vision, as if preventing the player from entering danger, and as if setting up a perfect hiding place for danger.

This place is quite a distance away from the classroom and very secluded. Most people would never come to such a remote place.

"When I walked over just now, I saw footprints on the mud," said Song Guicheng.

At first he thought that they were footprints left by other children in the orphanage, but now he thought that they might be the footprints of No. 113 passing by.

Xiao Ba's goosebumps stood up in the wind. He rubbed his arms and said, "Did he walk here by himself?"

There were no signs of struggling or dragging on the ground, and they did not hear No. 113's cry for help during class. It should be that No. 113 walked over by himself.

Song Guicheng speculated that something lured him, but as to what it was, the only person who knew the answer had been buried in the ground.

He thought of the dark shadow he saw last night and the pair of eyes reflecting light in the darkness, and half of his scalp instantly went numb.

"What did you think of?" Xiao Ba asked when he saw Song Guicheng in a daze.

Song Guicheng took a deep breath and said, "Let's talk about it tonight. I seemed to have seen something last night, but I'm not too sure."

Some players were dissatisfied and asked: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Song Guicheng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to be asked this question and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Xiao Ba stood in front of him and said, "He woke up at night and saw it by his own ability. Why should he share it with you? What if it's a key clue? Wouldn't you get it for free?"

The player muttered to himself, still feeling a little resentful.

Xiao Ba ignored him and took Song Guicheng away.

Song Guicheng looked at Xiao Ba, who was half a head taller than him. He had a very youthful face and sword-like eyebrows. He asked, "Why don't you ask me why I didn't tell you?"

Xiao Ba didn't even stop: "That's the clue you found. If you want to tell me, then tell me. If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. Why are you responsible for our lives?"

"Besides," Xiao Ba turned around and gave him a playful smile, "If you really told me, I would be scared to death and wouldn't be able to sleep well at night."

I didn't take this matter seriously at all.

[If you continue to be so overbearing, I will start to support your CP]

[Screenshots, crazy screenshots, sob sob sob sob]

[Regarding the fact that Xiao Chengzi has a sense of CP with anyone she stands with]

[Don't be so stupid, he's just a teammate]

[I don’t care, I’m going to knock! ! ]

……

Song Guicheng didn't intend to hide this matter. If he really wanted to hide it, he would have just kept silent.

He simply forgot about it and didn't expect to be dragged out and criticized.

What is more terrifying than the dungeon NPCs is always the human heart. The rules of death can be deduced, but the human heart cannot be identified by rigid rules.

After dinner, the team returned to the dormitory.

As night fell, it began to rain outside again, thick and continuous, so cold that it seemed like it was mixed with ice chips.

While everyone had some time after washing up, Song Guicheng told them about the death of No. 113.

A deathly silence began to spread among the crowd.

No. 111 said, "The condition for death is that he answers the question incorrectly?"

"At the moment, this is the most likely one." The leading girl nodded, supporting her chin with one hand, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Then he turned his head slightly to look at Song Guicheng who hadn't spoken, and asked, "What do you think?"

Being asked this question suddenly, Song Guicheng was stunned. He licked his lips and guessed, "Answering the question wrong should be one of the conditions, but the root cause of death may not be it. If answering the question wrong is the condition of death, why did those teachers make him stand outside as punishment?"

Once the death conditions are triggered, the ghosts will show no mercy.

He tapped his fingers on his knees, his brows furrowed. “Answering the question wrong was the first step, but what happened outside the classroom later was the real cause of his death.”

But they had no idea what was happening outside at that time. They were sitting at the innermost part of the classroom and were completely blocked from view.

It’s a pity that there is no surveillance in the orphanage, otherwise they might be able to use high-tech means to figure out what is going on.

"By the way, what did you want to say during the day?" No. 105 raised her chin towards Song Guicheng, her hair fluttering gently with her movement.

Song Guicheng put his hands on his knees, leaned forward slightly, and told them what he had seen last night.

"What?" No. 116 exclaimed in surprise, "There is something outside watching us while we sleep?!"

He looked out the window reflexively, but there was nothing in the window at this moment, only his frightened face reflected in the light.

"Don't think about it. The more you think about it, the scarier it gets." No. 111 climbed onto the bed and got under the covers. "Go to sleep quickly. Nothing will happen if you sleep until dawn."

Other than that, there is little they can do.

No. 111 has been playing the Soul Tracking game for so long, but he has only seen one person who can fight against ghosts on his own in the copy.

It’s a pity that I heard that he has disappeared behind the scenes and the system doesn’t even need him to pass the copy. I don’t know whether it’s true or not.

If you are lucky enough to follow that person, clearing the dungeon will be a piece of cake, and you may even get a lot of points and props.

Ten minutes later, the only light went out. Accompanied by the sound of rain and the pitch darkness, Song Guicheng fell into a deep sleep.

He hoped that as No. 111 said, he would sleep till dawn and nothing would happen. However, Song Guicheng was still awakened at night.

"pat"

A drop of water fell on his cheek.

Song Guicheng opened his eyes. The rain outside had stopped, but the wind was still blowing, like the roar of a wild animal. A half-moon was sinking, and moonlight poured into the room from the narrow window beside the bed.

With the help of moonlight, Song Guicheng saw a small water stain beginning to appear on the wall above his head.

Xiao Ba next to him was sleeping like a pig, with the quilt wrapped tightly around him and snoring softly.

"Plop", another drop.

Song Guicheng squinted his eyes and looked at it again, only to find that the water stain had a tendency to spread and expand. He didn't dare to stay in bed any longer, and carefully prepared to climb down from the bed.

"Mom," Xiaohua's voice suddenly came from her ear, "Don't move."

Her thin voice was trembling, and Song Guicheng immediately stopped what he was doing.

"There's something over there at the window," Xiao Hua lowered her voice to a level that only Song Guicheng could hear, "It's been secretly watching you."

A pair of eyes were squeezing through the window, trying to see the scene inside the house clearly.

A chill ran down his spine and throughout his body.

Song Guicheng closed his eyes and tried to slow down his breathing. Xiaohua hugged him tightly and buried her head in his hair.

"Boom, boom, boom," a crisp sound came into his eardrums from outside the room.

The sound was very heavy, again and again, and Song Guicheng, who was lying on the bed, seemed to be able to feel the vibration.

He held his breath and listened quietly to the noise outside. The sound stopped outside their window.

As the sound stopped, Song Guicheng felt a chill on his back because he felt a gaze filled with malice.

The air was so solid that it seemed like it could squeeze out water. His fear was like a sponge soaked with water, swelling up, sticky and wet, entwining around his heart.

He didn't know if it was because he was too nervous, but he even felt that the gaze was real, slowly sweeping over him.

"Boom boom boom," the sound rang out again, but this time it was getting farther and farther away.

Song Guicheng waited on the bed for a long time and didn't dare to move.

"It's okay, Mom, they've left." Xiaohua whispered in his ear.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he still keenly caught the key word, "they", more than one. Besides the one he saw last night, who else was there?

Song Guicheng looked at the ceiling above his head. The water stain had disappeared, and the wall was empty, with nothing on it.