Lao Gong begs you not to seek death

Lin Yusheng: "Then here comes the question again, what is Yan Ling's favorite place?"

Wang An suddenly realized when he heard the words, "The studio...is a studio!" Pointing upward, "The studio for art students is on the sixth floor!"

"That's it!" Lin Yusheng pushed open the door, "It won't let us get off, so let's go up!"

The teaching building has six floors in total, and the top floor is the rooftop where Ji Si first met.

It was still Lin Yusheng who took the lead, this time there was no twisted shadow, the two easily arrived at the door of the studio, and it opened with a "bang".

It is clearly night now, but the scenery in the studio turned out to be dusk.

A shelf and a chair are neatly placed by the window, and it seems that someone is sitting on the chair in a trance, dabbing color on the canvas with a pen.

Wang An murmured: "What's going on? Hasn't the revolving door passed?"

Lin Yusheng stretched out an arm to stop him, and took a step himself. After confirming that the ground was solid, he motioned for him to come in. "This is another space for the ghost, closer to its inner space."

Wang An swallowed a mouthful of saliva, followed in half-belief, "But why can't I see it?"

Lin Yusheng closed his eyes, "It's normal not to be able to see, because you don't have yin and yang eyes."

"Ah? What are Yin and Yang eyes? One Yin and one Yang?"

Lin Yusheng smiled, "It's a bit difficult to explain, but simply put, it's eyes that can see ghosts."

When Wang An heard this, the hairs on his back stood up, "Is there such a thing that kills thousands of swords? It's time to shorten my life!"

"Hahaha...that's right..." I saw Lin Yusheng showing an arrogant smile, and threw the talisman in his hand into the air. It hangs down, but seems to pass by something.

"I found you!" Lin Yusheng's smile grew wider, he swung his fake sword and stabbed it in.

Wang An could see clearly that the paper-folded sword was stuck straight in the air, and the surrounding scenery was distorted accordingly, as if the surface of a lake was rippling after a stone was thrown in, trembling lightly and faintly.

But Lin Yusheng didn't open his eyes the whole time, raised his left hand, pointed to the position of the sword accurately, pinched out a few knuckles, and chanted a mantra quickly, "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Array, Array, in front."

A character corresponds to a tactic, and every time a character is read, the tactic of the fingers will change once.

And every time a word is dropped, the sword body seems to have an invisible force that shrinks rapidly from the outside to the inside. After the last word is finished, Lin Yusheng suddenly spreads his five curved fingers and pinches fiercely.

"what--!"

A horrific hissing sound suddenly came from all directions, Lin Yusheng grabbed Wang An's elbow and protected him behind him, "Don't run around."

However, this sentence is really embarrassing for a certain person. His timidity was almost frightened, let alone "running around", so he shook his head tremblingly, "You can rest assured that you will never run around."

"That's good." Lin Yusheng replied perfunctorily, and began to use his ears to identify the direction of the sound, but found that no matter what, he couldn't tell which side was true and which side was false, as if both sides were true and which side was false. Fake.

He simply withdrew his sword with a "snap" and pinched another positioning formula. His lips moved in unison, and finally fixed the position on a corner not far away. Just as Lin Yusheng raised the sword formula high, he was ready to defeat him with one move. Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter, like a sharp sharp object scraping the smooth glass, making people's ears hurt.

Wang An quickly plugged his ears, "What is this?"

An invisible force came over in an instant, and Lin Yusheng subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he remembered that a weak person was still behind him, so he stopped moving, the wind passed by, and a slender line of blood appeared on his fair cheeks. mouth.

Wang An: "You are bleeding..."

"It's fine if it's just a little blood," Lin Yusheng's head turned to the left for a while, and the right for a while.

"Hee hee hee you can't catch me."

This time it came from the top of his head. Lin Yusheng quickly pushed Wang An back a step, and with a "bang", he passed through the floor with force, breaking several cracks.

Wang An: "Can this thing still emit dynamic light waves..."

Lin Yusheng inexplicably felt that this guy had replaced his original self, so he took the opportunity to complain.

Maybe it was because they were too embarrassed to see them, the little ghost was obviously more excited, his speed doubled, and he jumped around them nimbly, making weird clucking sounds from time to time, from inside to outside and from outside to inside, as if someone was holding them. Stirring in his head with a stick, Lin Yusheng was about to vomit...

With desperate thoughts, he squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly, squeezed away the bleeding hole on his middle finger, forced out a drop of blood, quickly drew it on the blade, and then shouted loudly, "Please follow the imperial edict, except for the collection of money and all relatives!" He opened his eyes abruptly, the aura inside immediately overflowed, and he caught a black figure in his sight. He picked up the sword and rushed over, swiping with all his strength.

Although the Yin Yang pupil is convenient, it is extremely difficult to use. It seems that the energy of the whole body is sucked away by these eyes. The burst of power in a second is astonishing, and then it will fall into a state of powerlessness.

He originally wanted to stay until the end, but the current situation couldn't help him choose.

Must be quick.

Raising the sword in his hand and falling, the black shadow was suddenly split in half.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, the light gradually dimmed, and soon it became a silent night, which was almost the same as the scene we were in just now. Lin Yusheng was stunned.

Wang An thought he had succeeded, and jumped up happily, "Yeah! Let's see how crazy it is now!"

Lin Yusheng: "..."

The room was pitch black and nothing could be seen, so Wang An went to touch the classroom switch on his own, "Should we return to reality now?"

Lin Yusheng was still thinking about why he got rid of the little ghost so easily, and he was quite absent-minded, so he casually responded with the word "oh".

It stands to reason that this kind of temporary magic weapon is not very powerful, at most it will hurt a few hairs, or it will be knocked out, so that it will not be "destroyed", and then a certain voice came over again, "Lin Yusheng, sir Wait, let me turn on the light."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yusheng's back felt hairy, and he shouted, "Don't turn on the light! Come here!"

"what?"

"whee……"

The moment the light switch was turned on, the studio immediately returned to the original dusk, but this time the sunset was bright red, and the whole room was filled with a sense of "blood flowing into a river".

It looks very much like the sea of ​​flowers on the other side at the end of the Wangchuan River.

In a trance, there was a slender man standing alone on the endless sea of ​​flowers, the wind rolled up his clothes, and his fiery heart was shaking...

The flowers bloom for 1000 years, and the flowers fall for 1000 years. The flowers and leaves are intertwined, and they will never meet each other.

Do not……

At this time, I only heard a heart-piercing roar, "Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Lin Yusheng immediately came back to his senses, seeing the person in front of him lying on the ground and groping, his arms turned blue-gray, as if he was possessed.

"Hee hee hee... the body of a living person is better."

Wang An's body stopped shaking, he limped up like a puppet, without noticing that his arm was deformed, Lin Yusheng clenched his five fingers violently.

Then, "Wang An" covered his face and said leisurely, "Lin Yu, play a game with me."

Lin Yusheng: "..."