Earth Exam [Unlimited]

"Duk-duk-duk-duk-duk-"

The knocking sound outside the door was still unhurried, it was the secret signal they had agreed upon during their search last night.

Jian Qiao suddenly felt a little strange, he turned his head suddenly, his face was clearly reflected in the mirror, indifferent and calm, there was no difference.

He pressed that unusual intuition and opened the door.

Outside the door was Ning Zhi, dressed exactly the same as yesterday.

"Looks like you still remember." She breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a blessing in misfortune."

"Go in and talk?" Ning Zhi motioned.

Jane shook her head slightly, the weird mirror in the bathroom made him wary.

"Let's go out." Jane quietly put her bag on her back and closed the door, "They don't remember?"

"Miao Shuangshuang doesn't remember." Ning Zhi's face was a little dignified, "Qiu Xian is still there, unscathed, they all said they only slept."

"Where's Ruan Sangting?"

"No one is in the house."

The two walked down the stairs, just in time to meet Ruan Sangting coming out of the backyard, Jane bent her fingers lightly, and tapped on the banister of the stairs: "Tu Tu—————"

Ruan Sangting's face relaxed.

The three of them found a corner on the first floor, and as soon as they sat down, Ruan Sangting couldn't wait to speak

"I knocked on the rooms you live in one by one this morning, and no one responded, which almost scared me to death." He complained, "I thought you were all in trouble."

God knows how much psychological pressure he had at that moment.

"Miao Shuangshuang and Qiu Xian's impressions are stuck at last night's dinner, they don't have the memory of nightfall." Ning Zhi said, "But the three of us do."

"I have a guess."

Jian quietly drew three words slowly on the desktop with her finger

Excellent students.

This is a permission that is almost forgotten by them, and it seems to be of no use except to increase the difficulty.But coincidentally, he, Ning Zhi, and Ruan Sangting are all excellent students, and they happen to retain their memories.

But Miao Shuangshuang and Qiu Xian happened to be absent, and lost their memory again.

A coincidence that is too coincidental does not seem like a coincidence.

"It's very easy to verify." People in the homestay got up one after another, and the first floor became lively, "We're not the only candidates."

Most of the candidates who have made it to the present have special skills. With such a good opportunity yesterday, someone will definitely act. As long as you find other candidates and find out their authority levels, you will know whether the memory is related to authority.

"The proprietress is here." Ning Zhi winked, "What do you think her attitude will be?"

At the back door on the first floor, the proprietress used a small trolley to distribute meals to the tables. When she came to them, there was no abnormality on her face, as if she wasn't the one who planned to tie them up to kill and throw their bodies last night.

"There are no flaws." Ning Zhi praised, "The acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds overnight."

"Is there anything left in the food?" Ruan Sangting poked at the rice and stir-fried vegetables in front of him, but he dared not put down his chopsticks.

"I don't know." Jane quietly raised her head and looked out the window. The sun had just left the horizon, the clouds were dyed crimson, and the cold mountain rocks showed hazy shadows in the morning light. gone?"

"Hmm... dual personality?" Ruan Sangting scratched his head and blurted out, "The main and secondary personalities switch each other, no memory?"

"Then you might as well just guess that there is a ghost." Ning Zhi complained about him, "Split personality sounds pretty unreliable."

"The two of them have come down." Jane quietly looked in the direction of the stairs, the sleepy Miao Shuangshuang yawned, and beside her was Qiu Xian, who was also sluggish, walking towards their table.

"The effect of this medicine is too strong." Qiu Xian complained softly, "I didn't wake up until now. Fortunately, nothing happened last night."

"I only ate a few mouthfuls, and I was actually recruited." Miao Shuangshuang shook her head, "I will have to be more cautious in the examination room in the future."

"Isn't it all right?" Ruan Sangting asked them to move a stool and sit down, "What are your plans for today?"

"Today's free activities may be suspended. Watching "Phoenix Crying Blood" should be an important clue." Miao Shuangshuang hesitated, "I just don't know what time it is."

"Now." Jian Qiao's eyes did not move away from the window, the sun had already risen to a place much higher than the steep rocks, on the highest cliff, under the stone shaped like a hyacinth's eye, slowly dripping A line of blood and tears.

This line of blood and tears oozes down the rock, just like the tears of a phoenix flowing through the feathers of its neck. It is obviously a man-made landscape, but at this moment it shows a shocking and mournful beauty.

"I think it's resenting..."

Perhaps because of being assigned the role of a painter, Miao Shuangshuang's empathy ability has also improved: "I feel that cliff, it is resentful."

She emphasized it again.

All the people in the homestay crowded to the door or stood on the street, no one was making noise, and everyone was silently looking at this depressing beauty.

As the sun rose higher and higher, the bloodstains under Phoenix's eyes gradually blurred. After losing the light from the light source, the cliff that looked extremely spiritual also gradually lost its spirit.

"This is the phoenix weeping blood..." I don't know who sighed in the crowd, "Nature is really amazing."

A large group of people were discussing enthusiastically at the entrance of the hotel. Not far away, a few panicked middle-aged people ran in this direction. They pushed aside the crowd and waved to the inside of the hotel.

Jian Qiao saw that the proprietress' face changed obviously.

He leaned over without any trace, and the leader was close to the proprietress's ear, speaking in a low voice, and Jane heard some key words: lame...school...dead...

"The cripple?"

The voice of the proprietress was slightly louder than that of the middle-aged man, and it sounded a little sharp because of surprise.

The middle-aged man nodded, and the two made another coded gesture.

After the exchange, the proprietress and the middle-aged man went to the backyard of the hotel.

"I'll go and have a look." Jane gently poked Ning Zhi's arm with her elbow, glanced at the backyard, and when most people's attention was focused on the sight of the phoenix weeping blood, he quietly walked from The table left.

Jane quietly didn't follow blindly, he stood by the concealed door, the backyard was completely different from the front of the B&B, the fence was low and shabby, several people stood together, and there was a black burlap bag at the foot, inside it was like What is it containing.

The proprietress bent down and opened the dark bag, revealing a head inside

Dirty, disheveled hair and a rusty necklace around his neck.

The cripple died.

There were voices speaking in the wind, but they were too far away and indistinct.

Jane quietly left from the crack of the door, and hid under the stairs on the first floor—there were piles of debris, which could well block people's figures.

The boss will go out to buy every morning, and the proprietress will greet guests on the first floor during meal times. At this time, there is basically no one in the backyard, and the danger is the lowest.

Covered by sundries, Jian quietly saw the proprietress push the door and leave in a hurry.He waited for a while, then carefully opened the door and went to the backyard.

The sack in which the crippled body was placed has disappeared, leaving only a few inconspicuous drag marks on the ground.

There was a piece of the dilapidated fence missing, and there was half a footprint at the base of the wall.

According to Ruan Sangting, that remote room is at the far left corner of the backyard.

This place is indeed unobtrusive. In front of the low old wooden door, stacks of bundled firewood are stacked together, almost covering the door tightly.

Jane quietly moved the pile of firewood, stretched out her hand to push the door, and the door was locked, and there was a sound of metal clashing with his movements.

"Who's behind?!"

A harsh question came from the back door, and then the door was pulled open.

The proprietress angrily walked to the backyard and looked around, but she didn't see anyone. She especially looked at the arrangement of firewood stacks, which seemed to be the same as before.Someone called her again in the front yard, and she left with some suspicion.

The backyard door was closed and locked.

Jane stood quietly in a windowless room. The room was small and dimly lit. A small altar was placed directly in front of him. The candles were flickering, and the shadows of the offerings were pulled into various strange shapes.

Jane spread out her hand quietly, and in her palm was a fragment of the lock—just before the proprietress pushed the door in, the iron lock in his hand suddenly became extremely brittle, and he was crushed as easily as a biscuit. Let him avoid the proprietress dangerously and dangerously.

"Are you helping me?"

He took a few steps forward, and under the dim light, the photo on the altar was still blurry. In the black and white photo, the person had a good face, with his lips pursed slightly, looking at him with a half-smile.

"... Or are you unable to deal with me for the time being?"

Everything is too coincidental.

Coincidentally, he involuntarily recalled a familiar world in the examination room, where human consciousness can control the surrounding environment to change.

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not—"

Jane quietly picked up a dry pie from the altar in front of the black-and-white photo, and scratched the bottom of the pie with her fingernail. Dumb: "I forgot to tell you, the cripple is dead."

The flickering candlelight seemed to stand still for a moment.

"You should have known it a long time ago. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't know."

Jane was smiling quietly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

After Jane quietly fell asleep, she woke up quickly, and a strange rancid smell rushed straight to the tip of his nose.

He opened his eyes, and the rotting corpses were about to squeeze in through the door.

He was back where he had been the night before.

"It's even scarier when you look up close!"

He heard Ning Zhi beeping softly.

"Ready to rush out."

Jane quietly clenched the stick that was removed from the bed leg with one hand, and brushed her cheek with the other.

The wound on his face had scabbed over and was uneven to the touch.

Before the first corpse squeezed in, Jian Qiao and Ruan Sangting used longer sticks to poke a gap in the pile of corpses, and then kicked a path as wide as each person.

Several people rushed out of the door and ran all the way, and the corpses followed behind them.

"Fuck!"

I don't know how far he ran, but Jian quietly heard Ning Zhi's exclamation, and when he turned his head, Ning Zhi was lying on the ground grinning in pain.

In the withered grass on the ground, there was a water well protruding from the ground, which was not very obvious, and Ning Zhi tripped over it.

"What the hell!" Ning Zhi stood up limping, her ankle seemed to be twisted, she poked her head from the dry well, the expression on her face gradually froze, "Come and see!"

"Look at what?"

Jane walked over quietly, Ning Zhi almost poked in half of him, she had no time to take care of him, she just waved her hand.

Jian Qiao didn't look at the well, he stretched out his hand and pushed, and Ning Zhi rolled into the well defenselessly.

"Ahhh-"

The screaming stopped abruptly.

"what are you doing?"

Ruan Sangting and Miao Shuangshuang, who were a little behind, happened to see this scene.

Miao Shuangshuang glanced at him incredulously, and ran to the well:

"Ning Zhi! Ning Zhi!"

"can you hear me?"

"How are you doing now!"

"I didn't expect you to be such a person!" Ruan Sangting gritted his teeth and pushed him, "Go away!"

"Ning Zhi said she bumped her head." Miao Shuangshuang was about to cry, "There is no rope here, how can I get her up!"

Jian Qiao stood indifferently with her arms folded, watching these two people circling around like ants on a hot pot.

"You still haven't come to help!"

Ruan Sangting roared.

"Didn't you tell me to stay away so as not to delay your rescue?" Jian quietly looked at their excited faces, "The acting skills are bad enough, even the hostess of the hotel is better than you."

He looked over the two of them and fell to the well behind them:

"If you have something to say, I'm running for my life in a hurry."

The figures of Ruan Sangting and Miao Shuangshuang suddenly dispersed like bubbles.

Ning Zhi crawled out of the dry well, with blood on his head and loose black hair, looking at him viciously.

"Can you change your face?" Jian Qiao said sincerely, "Looking at this face, I feel quite stressed."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-0622:59:13~2020-12-2415:37:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Xi Xiche;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Gu Gu Gu; 1 bottle of Wu Ming; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!