infinite danger

After the evening self-study started, the classroom became quiet again.

The students were doing their own things, and there were rustling sounds of flipping books and the sound of pens across paper in the classroom.

Ji Siwei randomly took out a book from the table, looked at the big words "Five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation" on the cover, and was taken aback for a moment.

Looking through the exercise booklet, Ji Siwei found that the character he played was still a top student.

Each paper only does big questions, and the way of solving the questions is very special. At first glance, it is a person with very rigorous thinking logic.

Silently picking up the pen, Ji Siwei turned to the big question section of a new paper, quickly calculated on the scratch paper, and wrote concise answers, while paying attention to the situation in the classroom.

After not going to school for a long time, Ji Siwei really missed this feeling of brushing questions.

What Ji Siwei didn't know was that his actions allowed him to successfully conceal the identity of the tasker.

Because none of the taskers will seriously solve the problem, and...even if they are serious, they may not be able to solve it.

Ye Feng accidentally glanced at Ji Siwei's exercise booklet, his eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice: "Huya, you can solve this problem! Can you explain the problem to me..."

This NPC is quite studious.

The pen twirled lightly at his fingertips, and Ji Siwei was about to give Ye Feng a good explanation when Lin Ya, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly slapped the table and said loudly, "Who is the tasker? Stand up and join us."

Lin Ya's high-profile behavior successfully made everyone turn their attention to him.

Huang Jin sat diagonally across from Lin Ya, looked at him restlessly, and after a long while, he stood up shyly.

"Is it just the two of us?" Lin Ya squinted his eyes and glanced at everyone in the classroom with sharp eyes: "If the others don't stand up, don't blame me for not helping when something happens!"

Hearing Kuang Muzi's imperceptible sneer, Ji Siwei looked sideways slightly.

I saw her flipping the book in her hand very lightly, her eyes were very focused, she should be looking for clues to the "original owner".

This girl is a smart person.

After entering the dungeon, the taskers play different roles. Since the dungeon does not allow them to directly reveal their identities, it proves that revealing their identities will be dangerous.

Ji Siwei's thinking was very clear, so when Lin Ya asked the tasker to stand up, he chose to wrap his vest tightly and remain silent.

Apparently, other taskers thought the same way.

Except for the newcomer Huang Jin who didn't understand anything, no one else responded to Lin Ya.

Lin Ya was a little angry at this moment, and slapped the table again: "You haven't revealed your identity yet, do you know how to break into the dungeon?"

Lin Ya, who was blinded by anger, didn't notice that among the many eyes looking at him, several pairs of eyes bent maliciously.

Lin Ya's behavior affected the order of the class, and he didn't know what would happen if it continued like this, so the monitor had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand up: "Lin Ya, class is already over, don't say something we don't understand, sit down quickly .”

"Tsk." Unwillingly, Lin Ya sat down with his arms crossed, kicking the leg of the table: "Why is this dungeon so weird? The questers are weird, and so are the NPCs."

The table was kicked forward and hit the back of the boy in front of Lin Ya's seat.

The boy rubbed his back and turned to look at Lin Ya.

The boy looks very handsome, but his face is not kind.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Ya felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, glanced at the boy's badge, and said harshly, "Your name is Wang Hao, right? You're just a high school student, and I'll dig your eyes out! "

Hearing the word "Wang Hao", the rustling sound of writing in the classroom suddenly disappeared, and everyone stopped their movements in unison.

An invisible fear quietly rose, entrenched in the classroom.

The boy named Wang Hao raised the corners of his lips and showed a weird smile.

"Lin Ya saw Wang Hao!" Ye Feng's hand holding the pen was trembling all the time, and he quickly wrote in the answer section of the paper: "Wang Hao is back too!"

After reading Ye Feng's writing and seeing the smile on Wang Hao's face, Ji Siwei always felt that Wang Hao's pale face was lingering with a sense of death.

A chill ran down his spine for no reason.

However, Lin Ya didn't realize that the danger was approaching at all. He was obviously scared by Wang Hao, and he still wanted to stalk him: "Still watching?"

The students sitting around Lin Ya tried their best to look like they didn't hear anything, and immersed themselves in their books.

Only the slightly trembling shoulders betrayed them.

Wang Hao didn't do anything, took a deep look at Lin Ya, turned around and sat down.

The table that was kicked by Lin Ya shifted silently. Lin Ya was too nervous to notice this detail.

"What's the matter with these NPCs?" Lin Ya muttered, and suddenly saw a small note on the desktop.

"Who threw the note for me." Lin Ya looked around, but didn't notice anything unusual. He picked up the note and found three words crookedly written in red pen: It's your turn.

"What do you mean it's my turn?" Lin Ya tore up the note and sprinkled it into the air, then stood up again: "Who wrote this note, what does it mean it's my turn, who can explain it to me?"

No one paid any attention to Lin Ya, but Ji Siwei clearly heard the weird laughter.

Amidst the light laughter, there was also the sound of suppressed faint sobbing.

Ye Feng's hands shook even more, and he wrote under the previous line: "Tonight, Lin Ya will die."

Looking at the words that almost tore the paper, Ji Siwei frowned.

Obviously, the note was written to Lin Ya by the ghost.

The sentence written by Ye Feng means that the death condition will be triggered after receiving the small note written by the ghost.

The pen was spinning rapidly at the fingertips, and Ji Siwei filtered the reactions and words of each NPC in his mind, rearranging all the clues.

With his brain spinning faster than his pen, Ji Siwei quickly came to four conclusions.

First, you must enter the classroom before seven o'clock in the evening. This is what Ye Feng said on the way to the classroom.

Second, from [-]:[-] p.m. to the end of evening self-study, you cannot leave this classroom.This is what Jiangling said when he was wrestling.

Third, the identity of the tasker cannot be revealed.

Fourth, receiving a small note will become a hunting target.

These few conclusions are not necessarily true. If you are not afraid of [-], you are afraid of it. It is better to execute it carefully.

It is not difficult to avoid these conditions, but what troubled Ji Siwei was the extremely complicated triangle relationship in the classroom.

From the reactions of Ye Feng and the teacher, Ji Siwei can be sure that ordinary NPCs cannot see ghosts unless the ghosts take the initiative to expose them.

Ghosts can see everyone, but they don't know who is the tasker. Similarly, unless the tasker takes the initiative to expose.

Taskers can see ghosts, but they can't tell them apart.

To play the role of an innocent NPC eating melons in such an extremely complicated relationship is a test of Ji Siwei's acting skills.

Seeing Ji Siwei's frowning and thoughtful expression, Ye Feng wrote in the blank space: "I'm a little scared. Our class used to have such a good relationship, but now..."

"Bang!" There was a loud noise in front, Ye Feng was startled, the tip of the pen tilted, and a long line was drawn on the paper.

Looking up, he saw Lin Ya lying sprawled on the floor, standing up with the legs of the table, and asked angrily, "Who dragged my chair away?"

No one answered, Lin Ya grabbed the boy at the back table by the collar: "Is that you?"

The boy at the back table shook his head tremblingly: "I didn't..."

Seeing the operation of this wave of ghosts and animals, Ji Siwei suddenly felt a little suffocated. Lin Ya didn't look like he entered the dungeon to find a way to survive, but it seemed a bit like he entered to seek his own death.

This is the first time Ji Siwei has seen a tasker with such a strong ability to kill.

"Brother Ya." Huang Jin looked at Lin Ya, and there was a hint of crying in his voice: "The chair...the chair disappeared suddenly."

Lin Ya loosened the collar of the boy at the back table, frowning tightly: "What are you talking about?"

"It's true!" Huang Jin's eyes were full of horror, tears rolled down, and he said hoarsely, "I saw with my own eyes that when you sat down, the chair disappeared out of thin air..."

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Lin Ya swallowed his saliva, looked around carefully, and found that there were really no chairs, the blood on his face became thinner.

This not-so-intelligent, nervous and irritable guy felt the horror of this copy for the first time.

Without a chair, he had to stand where he was, not knowing what to do for a while.

The lights seemed to have sensed Lin Ya's predicament, so they turned off in an "understanding" manner.

The classroom was plunged into complete darkness, not even a little moonlight could be seen.

The lights went out so suddenly, but the students in Class 22 of Senior High did not make any noise or exclamation.

From time to time, there were one or two inaudible sobs in the classroom, the kind that covered his mouth desperately.

They seem to be used to this situation.

There was a burst of laughter in the darkness.

Horrifyingly, these laughs are not from the same person.

Ye Feng's heavy breathing could be heard next to his ears. He was lying on the table, trembling uncontrollably, causing the table to rub against the floor, making a soft "creak" sound.

There was a burnt smell in the air, and there was a faint smell of gas.

There was a sound of tables and chairs moving ahead.

Ji Siwei closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a tinge of redness in his pupils, and the scene in the darkness became clearer.

A scorched severed hand grabbed Lin Ya's neck and lifted it up into the air.

Lin Ya broke his severed hands vigorously with both hands, and his dangling legs kept flapping in the air, kicking tables and chairs from time to time.

Wang Hao faced Lin Ya, propped his chin with one hand, and admired Lin Ya's dying struggle with a smile on his face.

There were more than a dozen figures with their heads and limbs hanging down in the air, and the girl's long hair was dangling in the wind, as if more than a dozen Sadakos appeared in front of her at the same time.

Looking at this scene, Ji Siwei's scalp exploded, and he felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat.

I thought there were only two or three ghosts in the classroom at most, but I didn't expect there to be so many!

What are they doing floating in mid-air?

Is there a competition whose hair is longer? !

Suppressing this nonsensical thought, Ji Siwei looked around calmly, intending to make a note of which seats were vacant, but he didn't expect to see it as soon as he turned his head...

A big pale face very close!

When she was so close that she blinked, Ji Siwei could see blood surging in her eye sockets.

Ji Siwei exhausted his whole life's cultivation, so he didn't scream.

For the first time in his life, Ji Siwei felt that his paralyzed face was also an advantage.

The female ghost chewed the gum in her mouth and spit out a big round bubble.

With cold sweat in his hands, Ji Siwei tried his best to ignore the female ghost's face and the bubble about twenty centimeters away from him.

After maintaining the same posture expressionlessly for a while, Ji Siwei vividly performed a blind eye before slowly shifting his gaze.