Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the spring outing before the holiday, and the students in the class were discussing this annual and popular event.

This aristocratic school has its own elementary, middle, and high schools. The academic pressure of a group of wealthy children is far less than that of ordinary high schools. Compared with worrying about the upcoming senior three and college entrance examinations, class organization and outings are the top priority.

"I heard that we are playing in Lin City this year? It's really boring. When did our school become so shabby?"

Wang Qi was having a great time playing with a handheld computer. Hearing the conversation of the girls next door, she nodded and said, "Isn't it? Don't say go to Okinawa for a few days like last year, at least find an island for vacation. OK."

On the side, Qiu Luo, who had just finished a week's exercises, raised her head from the book and asked the little fat man at the front desk: "Is it only our class or the same grade, or should we go to the whole school?"

Li Fanfan, the chubby guy, shook his head: "It should be different for each grade. The seniors in senior high school will take the college entrance examination in a few months. I heard that after their graduation ceremony, they will charter a flight to go on a graduation trip, and of course they won't be with us. "

By the way, there are still a few months until the college entrance examination, and then the graduation ceremony.

Qiu Luo tapped the nib of the pen repeatedly. He wandered around the teaching building of the third grade recently, and found out that the time traveler occupying his body has been recuperating at home, not coming to school, and he doesn't know when he will come.

If he hadn't come, there was no way for him to get close to him, but one thing was certain, no matter how busy his father was on the day of the graduation ceremony, he would definitely come back from abroad to attend his coming-of-age ceremony.

Qiu Luo nodded: "That's not bad."

Wang Qi gave a weird laugh: "Of course you think it's good. A country bumpkin like you has probably never traveled ten miles around your home. The farthest place you've been to is the countryside except for school, right? You're lucky to have our honor , this time to Fragrant Hills Amusement Valley."

"Remember to bring your small lunch box and small water bottle, lest you can't even drink water in it, haha."

Qiu Luo stretched out a finger, shook it, and said solemnly: "You are wrong, the farthest place I have been to is St. Paulia Middle School in the United States to participate in the youth training camp competition."

Wang Qi's strange smile froze on her face, and she snorted coldly: "What is that? I've never heard of it, don't you brag."

Qiu Luo patted him on the head kindly: "I understand, after all, with your low grades, you have a wall with a top student, so it's - so - thick."

He opened his hands in an exaggerated gesture.

The girl at the next table and Li Fanfan were all laughing, Wang Qi was so angry that her neck was flushed, this poor ghost is too arrogant!

He quickly stood up from his seat and approached Qiuluo: "You—"

After only one syllable, a slender shadow suddenly shrouded behind them, and a cold voice sounded: "Hey, get out of the way."

Wang Qi stretched out her hand and froze in the air, then silently retracted her chair.

Lin Jinran bypassed him, pulled the chair beside Qiu Luo and sat down.

Qiu Luo asked: "Are you going for this spring outing? I heard that you are going to Amusement Valley."

Wang Qi couldn't help being the cheapest again: "You think that everyone like you rarely goes to Amusement Valley, it's only for children. I don't even like to go."

Li Fanfan also nodded, after all, Lin Jinran never participated in group activities before.

Qiu Luo said: "That's a pity, I haven't gone out to play for a long time, just to relax."

Lin Jinran was leaning on the back of the chair and dozed off. He opened his eyes a little, glanced at Qiu Luo, nodded for the first time, and said, "Go. I have nothing else to do anyway."

Wang Qi looked at him as if she had seen a ghost, and the girls around her heard it and exclaimed in a low voice. The news spread quickly like Lin Jinran's [-] points in the final exam.

Not long after, the number of applicants for the spring outing, which was originally sparse, suddenly began to multiply and grow wildly.

Qiu Luo was dumbfounded: "Is that an exaggeration?"

Li Fanfan secretly told him in a low voice: "Don't look at him like that, classmate Lin is very popular."

Lin Jinran raised her eyelids as if nothing happened, and her lips curved slightly: "What do you think?"

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On the day of the event, the sun was shining brightly.

Fragrant Hills Amusement Valley is not so much a playground as it is a miniature city that integrates amusement, scenery, vacation, leisure and shopping. It occupies a huge area, almost comparable to some small towns.

The play time is two days and one night, and the accommodation is in the five-star hotel in the amusement valley.

The students formed small groups in twos and threes to move freely inside. Li Fanfan was always timid but liked to pursue excitement, so he pulled Qiu Luo to encourage him.

"Do you want to play in a haunted house?" Qiu Luo looked up at a small and dark old castle building in front of him.

The shape of a medieval church, gray relief wall tiles, and bat-like things hanging upside down under the eaves, the gate is made into a monster shape, with a bloody mouth open, waiting for bold players to take the bait.

Li Fanfan is eager to try: "Try it, I heard that it is very realistic here, and it looks like a ghost."

Seeing Qiu Luo's hesitation, Wang Qi felt that she could finally find a place to ridicule him: "It's not really a ghost, you are so timid, why not play on the merry-go-round, that suits you."

Qiu Luo frowned secretly. In the past, he didn't want to believe that there were ghosts in this world, but after experiencing such supernatural events as soul transformation, he was indeed a little afraid of these things in his heart.

But the ghost in the haunted house...should be fake, right?

If it was a human being, he would not be afraid at all, but those invisible and intangible things could always be associated with the time traveler who occupied his body, so he was a little worried.

But looking at Li Fanfan's expectant eyes, Qiu Luo nodded helplessly: "Then you have to protect me."

He pointed to his thin and gentle body, and his narrow wrists—to show that he was weak, pitiful and helpless.

Before Li Fanfan could speak, Lin Jinran inserted between the two from behind, forced them to separate, passed them, and walked into the entrance of the haunted house first.

He hid in the shadows of the door halfway, like a warrior who went deep into a dragon's pool and a tiger's lair. He stopped and looked back, and said calmly, "I haven't followed up yet."

When they saw it, they immediately followed him into the castle.

The bloody mouth monitors that there are players entering the arena, and they keep making weird laughs and chewing and swallowing sounds, swallowing a group of young people into their stomachs...

Walking into the hall, the dark red curtains blocked the sunlight tightly, and the old red carpet was under the feet, the color of blood, and inexplicable shadows rushed past from time to time.

There are small whistles of different colors on the table, one for each person, and blowing it means that the game has failed and exited.

A butler-like NPC introduces the player while leading the player into the level.

"Warriors are welcome to the Imprisonment Castle. To be honest, my master, the princess Ariel of the castle, was cursed viciously by a mysterious ghost. In order to seize the treasure, she was imprisoned somewhere in the castle. Both the count and the lady were killed by ghosts, gradually, there are almost no living people in this kind of castle, can you help find the princess and let the souls of the count and lady rest in peace?"

The plot is not complicated. As soon as the butler finished speaking, he suddenly showed pain, strangled his neck, and shouted hoarsely: "It - it's coming! Be careful..."

The butler's reaction was too real, he fell to the ground with a bang, and then his ankle was caught by some kind of tentacled long hair, and he was quickly dragged towards the dark passage.

The electricity was cut off with a snap, and all the light was sucked out. The hall was plunged into dead darkness, only a pair of dim candles on the fireplace were shining, reflecting the huge portrait on the wall.

It was a group photo of the Earl's family. The three looked down, staring directly at the players, and the atmosphere was extremely permeating.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and several people were startled, Li Fanfan hugged Qiu Luo's arm, the fat on his chin was trembling: "Oh my god, this is too sudden, I haven't prepared myself yet." ..."

As soon as Li Fanfan's words fell, the earl's eyes on the mural suddenly turned and looked at him. Li Fanfan was so frightened that he fell silent for a moment, and broke out in cold sweat.

Wang Qi's heart was pounding, but she refused to lose face at this time, and took the lead in groping for the tunnel where the butler disappeared: "Isn't it just an ordinary haunted house, how scary can it be-ahhh!"

He screamed suddenly, he didn't know what happened, the scream stopped abruptly, the whole person was engulfed in the darkness, and disappeared!

This accident made Qiu Luo feel a little nervous: "There is only this way, should we go find him?"

Li Fanfan also said that he would protect Qiu Luo, but now he was almost lying on his back, trembling: "Let's go, let's go..."

Lin Jinran glanced at him with lowered eyebrows, and hummed softly, "There's nothing to be afraid of."

He reached out and groped the wall, and within two steps, he found a mechanism, pressed it, and a torch lit up at the end of the passage, dimly illuminating the road ahead.

"Let's go." Lin Jinran paused, raised his chin at Qiu Luo, and said coolly, "If you are afraid, you can pull the corner of my clothes."

As he spoke, he tore off a small corner of his clothes.

Qiu Luo was expressionless, unwilling to show weakness: "Who is afraid?"

As he spoke, he dragged Li Fanfan, a big fat man behind him, rubbing against the corner of the wall, like an old snail with a shell on its back, cautiously probing forward with its two hands like tentacles. Retracted into the shell and squatted.

Lin Jinran didn't know about Qiu Luo's unscientific and weird experience, he only thought that he was afraid of ghosts, so he pursed his thin lips and looked at him with a half-smile, as if he finally managed to win back in some way.

Just as he was about to speak, a small door suddenly opened on his side, and a white shadow floated out. A pair of skinny hands brushed away the messy long hair, revealing a disfigured and terrifying grimace, and flew towards Qiu Luo two people.

Qiu Luo's eyes widened suddenly. Under the emergency reaction, his movements were faster than his consciousness. Without even thinking about it, he threw himself on Lin Jinran's back. The huge impact knocked Lin Jinran into the wall, and he let out a muffled groan, almost squeezed Form into an unrolled pancake.

Li Fanfan who was behind was exposed to the sight of the female ghost, and was thrown into the small door without any resistance, closed with a bang, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The dark corridor returned to silence, only Qiu Luo and Lin Jinran were left huddled together.

"Oh no, Li Fanfan is lost!" Qiu Luo rubbed her forehead in annoyance.

Lin Jinran rubbed his hurt ribs: "Let's go." He didn't want to stay in this ghost place anymore.

The two walked out of the corridor one after the other, and there was a spiral staircase with stone steps in front of them. The door going up was locked, and they could only go down.

Lin Jinran cleared the way ahead, and Qiu Luo followed behind, poking around.

There is an open iron door under the stairs, which looks like a prison cell. There is a wooden chair against the wall. The exhaust fan on the wall is constantly rotating, and gloomy light seeps in from the exhaust vent.

There was a plot projection on the wall. It turned out that a seven or eight-year-old child was tied to a chair, trembling and weeping. In front of him was a hideous man in black, holding a knife, and kept beating her with the back of the knife, forcing the child to tell the story of the castle treasure. where.

He also fed the earl's chopped fingers as food to the child. The child looked at him with fear and hatred, and shouted: "I will kill you! One day!"

The man in black grinned grinningly and raised his knife, raising the knife and dropping it!

The sprayed blood stained the walls red, and a bloody smell filled the entire cell in an instant, and warm liquid dripped on the faces of the two.

Qiu Luo touched his face with a bit of creepiness, his fingertips felt sticky and hot, and his eyes widened instantly—he actually touched blood!

Unlike human blood, it seems to be chicken blood.

The experience of this haunted house was so real that it was disgusting. Qiu Luo frowned, wiped the chicken blood off his face vigorously, and looked at Lin Jinran beside him. Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong.

Lin Jinran's dark eyes stared straight at the blood oozing from the opposite wall, dripping on the ground along the cracks, staining the chair where the child was once tied, and a rusty, bloody knife on the ground .

It is so red that it seeps through people.

The tip of his nose was full of stench, and the prison room reverberated with horrifying sound effects. Lin Jinran's breathing became heavier and heavier, his chest heaved violently, and bean-sized beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, wet his temples.

Qiu Luo's expression changed: "Lin Jinran, are you okay?"

Lin Jinran's gaze shifted to his face belatedly. His gloomy pupils were extremely black. At that moment, Qiu Luo felt suffocated by being stared at by a murderous lone wolf, and his hair stood on end.

His little finger began to tremble, and then his whole body began to tremble. His whole body seemed to be strangled, and his breathing became cloudy and difficult.

Qiu Luo immediately reached out to pull him: "Let's go—"

Before he could finish his last word, a deep sneer suddenly sounded from behind him: "You want to leave now? It's too late, you can be buried with the Earl's family..."

Before Qiu Luo could react, Lin Jinran suddenly turned around, his dark pupils reflected the appearance of a man in black, his pupils constricted suddenly, and countless picture fragments buried deep in his memory surged up.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his body was no longer in control. A fist hit the man in black's stomach like a sandbag!

The other party let out a muffled groan, and was directly knocked down to the ground, clutching his stomach and staring at him inexplicably in shock: "Wait—wait, I'm not—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Jinran seemed to turn a deaf ear to him. He grabbed his collar with one hand, and with another fist, he hit his forehead with a dead hand!

The man in black shrank away in fright, barely dodging, but Lin Jinran actually raised the knife this time!

"what!"

The moment his hand raised the knife and fell, a hand stretched out from behind like lightning, forcibly locking his wrist.

"Stop! That's not true! He's just a staff member!"

Qiu Luo tightly strangled his wrist, hugged Lin Jinran's waist, and forcibly dragged him away.

The staff was stunned, and then remembered to call the emergency equipment, stumbled and ran out.

In Qiu Luo's arms, Lin Jinran's bones were stiff, panting like a drowning person, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and his palms were wet and greasy.

"Lin Jinran, Lin Jinran, sober up!" Qiu Luo hugged him, and forcefully broke off the prop knife in his hand and threw it away.

In the dark cell, the two were leaning against the corner of the wall. Lin Jinran let out a damp moan from his throat, and buried himself in Qiu Luo's arms short of breath. People strangled.

Qiu Luo patted him on the back lightly: "It's all right, it's all right."

In the confusion, he found the small whistle in his pocket, put it near his lips, and blew it gently with a gentle airflow. The monotonous but crisp whistle sounded in the quiet cell, playing an unknown simple melody .

Like a nursery rhyme.Soft and light.

Lin Jinran gradually recovered, his tense muscles gradually relaxed, his head half rested on the opponent's shoulder, and he breathed calmly. After a long time, he hoarsely said, "I seem to have heard it before..."

Seeing that he could speak normally, Qiu Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you okay? What happened just now?"

Lin Jinran closed his eyes, his face was frighteningly pale, he just shook his head and didn't speak.

Qiu Luo's arms were sore, and he pushed the other party to get up. At that moment, Lin Jinran suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and said in a very small voice: "Don't go..."

The author has something to say: Qiu: If you are afraid, I will allow you to pull my clothes :)