Draw an NPC ID card at the beginning of the game [unlimited]

The power of spells made from different colored talisman papers is different.

The most common rune paper is yellow.

Black spells are the most powerful.

Using blood as ink can increase resentment, and the combination of the two, once sealed, will form a bondage that even a century-old ghost cannot break through the suppression.

The charm stuck to the culture jar must have been made by someone very proficient in the art.

It's not like Principal Qian.

It wasn't Xie Xing who did it either, he doesn't know how to do this.

Qi Wuyuan's eyes darkened, and after uncovering the black talisman, he casually put the talisman into his system space.

It seemed random, but Qi Wuyuan took the corresponding consequences the moment he tore off the talisman violently.

Just as the slender white fingers tore off the talisman, they were scorched with scorched wounds.

The scald blocked the blood that kept trying to flow out, and even some bones could be vaguely seen in the scorched wound.

Qi Wuyuan's face remained unchanged, if it wasn't for the close-up of his hands in the live broadcast room, the audience wouldn't even notice that he was injured.

Tens of seconds later, the yin energy in Qi Wuyuan's body became full again and silently healed the terrible wound, and pale pink tender flesh grew again, leaving only some faint scars exposed to the air.

Another ten days of vitality was consumed.

Qi Wuyuan still felt a little heartbroken.

Forget it.

Will earn it back in no time.

The strong smell of rust spread in Qi Wuyuan's mouth, and he took out the tissue that he had put in his pocket at some time.

Ignoring the uncomfortable feeling of being empty in his body, he wiped off the blood that he couldn't hold back with a pale face.

As expected, there was still a price to be paid for tearing up a charm of this level.

Qi Wuyuan coughed a few times, maintaining his superficially decent posture.

After the damaged black spell was stored in Qi Wuyuan's system space, no useful information was displayed.

[One that has no effect? ?spell]

[Unbelievable, respected ■■ Heavenly Master made it? ?The spell was actually torn off! !Now it can only be used as waste paper. 】

[Player No. 125125 has successfully aroused a little interest from the Heavenly Master]

Regardless of his cat or dog interests.

Qi Wuyuan casually glanced at the information that the system extracted from the black talisman, paid attention to the word "天师" for a moment, and then stopped focusing on this talisman.

Because - the little wind soaked in the cultivation tank moved.

At this time, the sun outside the secret room completely rose from the east.

The sixth day came.

After losing the suppression of the black spell, Xiaofeng was finally able to find his own body.

Xiaofeng, who gradually recalled more details of his life, was approaching his death state.

Xiaofeng, who was gently coaxed by Qi Wuyuan into sleep, fell asleep until dawn.

He hasn't felt this kind of warmth for a long time, but it's a pity that after dawn, Xiaofeng suddenly fell asleep uneasy.

Xiaofeng felt more and more uncomfortable, frowning tightly but couldn't wake up, in the half-dream and half-awake state, he felt that he was gradually floating up from the bed.

All the pain and suffering props are so real.

Whether it is the countless wounds that are bleeding continuously, or the uneasy feeling of empty and itchy eyes.

Or the extreme pain of being crushed on both legs.

He remembered - Xiaofeng's memory gradually became clearer.

He remembered how he died.

Xiaofeng was coaxed into painting all the time, and was even sold directly to the principal by his mother.

"You have to be obedient, or I will be fired by a little school doctor at any time."

Principal Qian smiled as kindly as ever, but his back looked like a ferocious beast.

He said to Xiaofeng: "Xiaofeng is a good boy, I sure don't want Dr. Qi to be implicated by you, right?"

Thinking of the experience of being bandaged in the infirmary by the school doctor brother who was new to the school for a year, always helping him bring lunch and encouraging him to fight back not to be bullied.

There was even a case where the school doctor brother touched his head to encourage him, and fought against his mother for him, but was reported by his mother and deducted three months of bonus and criticized by the whole school...

And after school, he was left alone in the class to clean up, and the passing teachers overheard bad things about the school doctor brother—just because he accepted Xiaofeng and helped other people either ignore it or Bullied by a student.

No.

Little by little memory fragments flashed in Xiaofeng's mind, and he made up his mind that this time he must not drag the school doctor brother down again.

Xiaofeng raised his head stubbornly, stepped out of the cowardly protective shell for the first time, and made his own decision: "Don't worry, Mr. Principal, I choose to paint."

Xiaofeng, who made a decision for the first time, never thought that this decision he made would lead him into the abyss.

The principal took him to the third floor of the administrative building, where there was a "home" built just for him, which was exactly the same as Room 404.

At this point, Xiaofeng completely disappeared.

In the beginning, I just worked hard to create twenty or thirty paintings a day.

However, these created monsters only obey Xiaofeng's own orders, and their violent personalities cannot be sold as commodities.

These monsters were all sent to the factory built by Principal Qian, and various experiments were carried out. After they could not be tamed, they were all completely destroyed.

Only one monster was left as a research sample, and they named it "the first generation of wild human head flower".

Xiaofeng's eyeballs were also poached by the headmaster.

■■ Master Tianshi told him that Xiaofeng's physique is very special. After soaking his two eyes in some kind of liquid, he can get a magical transparent liquid to stabilize the monster's existence.

After losing his eyes, Xiaofeng can even draw the favorite products of the nobles in Rupert City.

As long as you use Xiaofeng to process these human head flower monsters a little bit, these are business opportunities.

What noble gentlemen like, as long as you grasp this business opportunity...

Principal Qian couldn't help getting excited just thinking about it.

Pigs can fly if they hit the air vent.

Since Xiaofeng is a student in his school, why can't this pig be him?

The products were all produced, and Principal Qian was not reconciled to ruining his dream at the last step.

While he methodically suppressed the school doctor who was constantly looking for Xiaofeng, he kept eagerly hoping to find a way to improve the "commodity".

So many upfront costs have been spent, if there are no products, Principal Qian will go bankrupt!

Fortunately, Master Tianshi came to remind him again at this time, asking him to look at other paintings by Xiaofeng.

Don't just focus on paintings where monsters can appear.

Inspired by Principal Qian, Xiaofeng used blood to draw a painting of dark red liquid filling the bedroom, which was discovered by Principal Qian.

He started to use the dark red liquid extracted from the painting to conduct research.

The results came out very quickly. The dark red liquid could be directly combined with the body parts to cultivate directional and harmless human head flowers. The factory finally opened smoothly, and Principal Qian made a lot of money.

What better way to get the dark red liquid continuously?

Gradually and dissatisfied, Principal Qian shifted his attention to the already emaciated Xiaofeng.

He thought of the fact that the students in the first and third classes of the junior high school had been using Xiaofeng's blood as paint for painting.

They are all dark red liquid, why can't they be used to make human heads?

Principal Qian has heard that Xiaofeng draws with blood, but he can draw [-] milliliters of blood without passing out.

He also has a precious charm in his hand...

Xiaofeng remembered.

He remembered it all.

His body was cut in half by Principal Qian.

He was taken to the secret room on the first floor. Half of the corpses had been discarded due to improper handling and contamination.

The remaining half of the body was also connected with thick pipes, and his own blood continued to protrude from the body to produce another sealed pipe that was not "wasted" and sent to the factory.

No wonder.

No wonder he was soaked in the dark red liquid all the time, but felt uncomfortable and dry all the time.

His soul was repelled by his broken body, and he could only wander around the school and his home all day long, never being able to get close to the sinful third-floor underground space.

Strange human beings continue to enter his territory.

He tirelessly took revenge on those who hurt him, and searched for the soul of the school doctor.

The school doctor was never found.

Inexplicably, revenge fails because of killing innocent people, and the territory restarts, waiting for the next opportunity.

No matter what, he couldn't find Principal Qian to take revenge, couldn't find his own body, and was oppressed all the time.

Xiaofeng felt... so uncomfortable.

It was good that he could finally feel his own body now.

After losing the suppressing black spell, Xiaofeng was finally able to get close to his own corpse.

He kept floating in room 404 on the third floor.

The appearance of the whole person is getting closer and closer to the state of death, and various wounds have been restored.

Slowly and quickly drifted from the third floor to the second floor.

The ruins of the second floor and all the staff who disappeared after their souls disappeared made the second floor of the lower floor look extremely peaceful, and slightly soothed the pain that Xiaofeng was constantly feeling.

The little wind continued to float upwards, and his body slowly turned into a translucent soul state.

Finally came to the negative third floor that he could not enter after his death.

Originally, the negative third floor was carefully designed in all aspects, and the entire floor had been laid out with anti-evil black lines early on, so it was a place where even small winds could not enter.

Now, after Qi Wuyuan destroyed the evil-suppressing structure in the secret room corresponding to room 404, Xiaofeng rushed up unscrupulously.

Xiaofeng's soul finally found the corpse, passed through the cultivation tank, and completely merged into the broken corpse soaked in formalin.

The soul returned to the corpse, and its power reached its peak.

The terrifying strength belonging to the mid-level dungeon lord was revealed in advance, and the terrifying temperament containing profound power poured out completely and unscrupulously.

The air became thicker, and the BOSS just returned without making any moves, and it could easily immobilize the normal players standing in the secret room.

As an abnormal player, Qi Wuyuan showed a satisfied look on his face, and raised his hand to touch the cold and thick glass bulkhead.

As Qi Wuyuan's palm touched the glass, Xiaofeng floating in the cultivation tank slowly raised two empty eye sockets.

Although he couldn't see it, he still accurately "looked" in the direction of Qi Wuyuan.

It's... the school doctor brother.

Xiaofeng leaned over gently, put his face through the glass wall to Qi Wuyuan's palm that covered the glass, rubbed it lightly, and unintentionally acted like a baby to Qi Wuyuan.

Qi Wuyuan smiled faintly: "Good boy."

There is no fear of the coercion of the dungeon boss and the terrifying appearance that makes people feel restless.

[My Yuan Zai is indeed a god-man! ! ]

[Before saving my life, I thought Xiaofeng was cute, but now that the boss's posture is revealed, my legs are weak. ]

[As I said earlier, I checked the database, Xiaofeng is a super brutal boss in the later stage, otherwise why do you think a poor boss can be a mid-level dungeon? ]

[So Ah Yuan who can keep his expression on is still really ruthless. ]

[Although, the laughing Yuan Zai is so pretty, Sihashiha. ]

[Wuwuwu I don't care, my wife is just smiling at me. ]

[Who can refuse the cold beauty's iceberg melting, gentle smile, no one can refuse! ]

After discovering the attitude of the school doctor's brother towards him that has never changed, Xiaofeng is in a good mood.

Everyone will fear and avoid him because of his current appearance.

Only the school doctor brother.

He even wants to take the initiative to serve as his guardian.

The school doctor brother is different.

The glass of the culture tank was all broken, even if Xiaofeng vented his anger on the culture tank, he was also carefully controlling the fragments, so that no sharp glass fragments might hurt Qi Wuyuan.

Thick glass walls were broken.

The little flower lying on Qi Wuyuan's shoulders also jumped down excitedly, regaining a height of four or five meters, entrenched in a corner of the room, waving the petaled vines, celebrating that the master who created himself can finally regain his freedom.

The two eyeballs that got into the pockets of Qi Wuyuan's clothes before taking the opportunity also jumped out at this time.

The two eyeballs still knew to sterilize themselves in the liquid that hadn't fully flowed out of the culture tank first, and then jumped back to Xiaofeng's two eye sockets in one go.

After an unknown amount of time, the two eyeballs that were gouged out finally returned to Xiaofeng's own body.

Xiaofeng blinked uncomfortably, and the vision he hadn't felt for a long time returned.

Qi Wuyuan quietly waited for Xiaofeng to adapt to the current situation.

After an unknown period of time, Qi Wuyuan has changed from standing to sitting on the ground with his back leaning on the huge, soft flower stalk of the little flower, and even the exhausted energy in his body has been fully recovered.

At this time, Xiaofeng gradually recovered from the dazed state.

He opened his mouth slightly, and said to Qi Wuyuan: "School doctor...brother."

Two lines of blood and tears flowed out from the eyeballs that had just been reattached to the eyes and had just adapted.

Ghosts don't shed tears.

Tears are a sign of relief, and ghosts made of obsession will never let go of the obsession in their hearts.

So - ghosts crying blood.

It was the only outpouring of mourning after experiencing an unspeakable tragic experience.

Qi Wuyuan came over, and he took out a clean tissue from his pocket.

Xiaofeng was floating in the air, Qi Wuyuan raised his hand just enough to wipe off the two lines of blood and tears on Xiaofeng's face.

Qi Wuyuan gently wiped away the blood and tears, and said to Xiaofeng, "Don't cry."

"Take you to revenge."

It's so similar.

If Qi Wuyuan was not so lucky to be discovered by the Qi family when he was a child.

What happened to him when he was a child was almost the same as that of Xiaofeng.

Even worse.

Qi Wuyuan looked at Xiaofeng, his eyes were on himself a long time ago.

It was the weak self who was less than six years old and had been buried in his memory for a long time.

Xiaofeng looked up at him in a daze, obviously he hadn't realized what Qi Wuyuan said.

Qi Wuyuan continued to repeat slowly: "Brother will take you to revenge."

"But you have to listen to your brother, okay?"

You must do your best to let Xiaofeng succeed in revenge before the first seven.

This is what a qualified guardian should do.

Even if it will be exposed to extremely dangerous situations.

Xiaofeng blinked, and finally understood what Qi Wuyuan meant.

No matter how much he went through, he always relied on the school doctor.

Xiaofeng nodded without hesitation: "I listen to my brother."

"Good boy."

Qi Wuyuan looked sideways at the factory director's office.

He thought about it, and finally chose another place.

Qi Wuyuan looked up: "Today we should go to the principal to continue 'signing the contract'."

Continue the contract he rejected yesterday.

Before Xiaofeng lost his mind.

After Principal Qian opened the secret room in the factory director's office, he processed some documents and returned to the 31st floor, ready to start working as the principal.

All morning, he always felt uneasy in his heart, as if he was subconsciously afraid of something.

Principal Qian was sitting in the office, his uncontrollable thoughts were suddenly interrupted by three regular knocks on the door.

Hey, who will come to him at this time?

"Please come in."