Thriller Trainee

Until night fell and the mountains fell silent, no one from the other team came back.

The dark clouds that had been settling for two days finally changed.

The endless drizzle fell from the invisible dark sky, getting heavier and heavier, hitting the eaves with a violent pattering sound and splashing droplets of water.

There was silence in the earthen house.

Everyone sat around the central fire just like the night before, staring at the flickering light.

Since the people from the other team haven't come back yet, the team that didn't pay for food naturally occupied the magpie's nest and took over the earthen hut where they stayed.

Apart from anything else, sitting in the house is much more comfortable than sitting outside. It is sheltered from the wind and rain. If you have a house to live in, who would want to go outside to blow the cold wind.

When winter is approaching, it always gets dark early. They came back from the temple early and wanted to take a rest before it was completely dark.

After experiencing such a day, the newcomers felt a little sad.

In the temple just now, Po Yin slowly told everything about what the old village chief said.

The voice under the hood was harsh and sharp, "One night three years ago, it was said that the Bodhisattva in Tongbai Village appeared. Every village within a hundred miles knew about it. The old woman who was guarding the Bodhisattva's garden at that time was known."

"I came to this temple in a deserted village three years ago. When I came, the old woman had already gone. Not only did I no longer feel any signs of the spirit, but the village became even weirder."

"There must be something fishy about this matter. I have to go down to the underworld to look for it in these three days, and I will need manpower... If you encounter danger in the village, or if you are willing to help, please come to the temple."

Although they were mentally prepared because of the pre-plot, everyone was still furious when they heard about this incident.

The people in this village not only trafficked people, but also starved the elderly to death. It can be said that they were full of evil. If a evil spirit really comes back to seek revenge, it will be their own fault. If possible, they really don't want to do this protection mission.

As a result, halfway through the rest, it started pouring rain outside.

I originally planned to wait for the rain to stop, but no one from the other team showed up until now.

If they were in danger, it would be impossible for so many people to disappear at the same time, right?

Xu Su woke up halfway through his sleep and asked, "Why haven't the people from the other team come back yet?"

Zong Jiu randomly picked up a match from the ground and stuffed it into the fire. "What does it have to do with us whether they come back? In my opinion, it's best if they don't come back tonight. After all, they have the ability to protect themselves. Putting it outside can also protect the villagers. If they are outside, we don't need to go out to guard them. Isn't this a good thing? "Don't you still want to go out in the rain? "

Everyone around the fire and in the barrage were deeply shocked.

[Damn, that makes sense]

[Legitimately using the wisdom of the people to fish, the fish is also delicious to touch]

[Obviously they are all trainees, why are half of them fighting monsters and the other half fishing.jpg]

"But we have to get out, it's almost dark."

The white-haired young man counted the time and clapped his hands, "Wake up, wake up, get ready to work."

They had agreed to take risks together tonight to rescue the woman in the woodshed, and now it was time to go there in the dead of night.

Originally, I wanted to wait until the rain stopped, but there was an advantage to it if it kept raining. We would get back anyway, and no one would mind getting wet when the mission was about to begin.

After hearing his words, the trainees who were sleeping on the ground got up one by one.

It's obviously a horrible copy. When they were in the previous dungeon, they were as frightened as a tiger at night, not daring to sleep at all. As a result, after getting this copy, everyone felt more at ease.

The horror trainees eliminated three-quarters of the newcomers in their first solo show. It’s not easy for newcomers to survive.

Newcomers have nothing to gain and no props to protect themselves. All they can do is luck and cleverness, or they have to hug someone. But the old people have all seen the existence of strong winds and waves, and they are all extremely indifferent. How can they be so kind?

At least in the first dungeon, everyone went their separate ways and was very loose, let alone an organization.

When he entered the earthen house behind the old locust tree, Zongjiu walked at the front without saying a word. With just one action, he won everyone's favor, not to mention that everyone chatted together that night and knew that he still wanted to save everyone. It is impossible not to be shocked by people's lofty ideals.

While everyone was getting ready, there was a sudden knock on the wooden door of the earthen house.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

This voice is extremely smooth, neither fast nor slow, neither urgent nor slow.

The rain outside was heavy, pattering on the eaves and dripping down the ridge. But it also made the knocking on the door even more strange.

Because the door is unlocked.

Zongjiu's reaction was quick.

Almost the next moment the knock on the door rang, several playing cards appeared between his fingers. They shot out like lightning and pierced into the earth wall, firmly blocking the door panel and door frame. Blocking the door that was about to open.

"Quick, go lock it!"

He shouted at the trainee closest to the door. The latter subconsciously followed his orders.

"Clang--" With a sound, the door bolt fell into the door frame.

Everyone realized something was wrong, and all the trainees took out their props and looked at the door warily.

Just as the dark wind swept through the cracks in the window, the fire flickered twice and then went out quietly, leaving only a wisp of white smoke in the darkness.

It's like a signal.

【Fuck! It’s time for excitement]

[Is this dungeon so exciting? It starts with a group attack? 】

[Not bad, the cooperation is quite tacit. Generally, only teams that have been working together for a long time can see this kind of reflexive action after hearing the order. It is not sloppy at all]

Xu Sen's face turned serious.

Old people all know that although horror copies are scary, there are still rules to follow.

Even if it is an S-level copy, it is impossible to kill people casually. Especially the supernatural copy. When unclean things come out, there will be prompts from the surroundings.

What kind of omens can there be for the arrival of an extremely cold existence, there are only a few of them.

Now here’s the best tip.

The situation in the Tsuchiya was tense. It was the first time for many newcomers to face such a scene, and it was also their first time to face off against other spiritual beings. Their palms were filled with sweat.

At this time, Zong Jiu's comfort worked.

"Don't panic, there are so many of us. I didn't see that there is a No. 3 boss in the room. Even if the sky falls, there will be a tall man holding it up. What are you afraid of?"

Zhuge An, who had been sitting silently in the corner the whole time, raised his eyelids indifferently.

Zong Jiu knew that if Zhuge An took action, the previous cooperation treaty between the two of them would not count.

After all, the condition is that Zhuge An doesn't give any help, but Zong Jiu has to show his worth before he can exchange the prophecy and all the ins and outs of information from him.

But that didn't stop him from having fun.

It's one thing if Zhuge An gang doesn't help. At this time, moving out No. 3 can stabilize people's hearts faster. Why not?

Sure enough, after Zong Jiu said this, the expressions of everyone in Tsuchiya were not as tense as before.

During the interval of communication, the knocking on the door continued.

It was slow at first, as if someone was holding a small hammer and knocking on the door very seriously.

After the door was locked, the knocking on the door suddenly became more urgent.

"Bang bang bang bang bang -"

As if there was really an impatient person knocking on the door, a huge force seemed to be generated from outside the door, banging hard one after another.

Rainy night, knock on the door, darkness.

The combination of these words is terrifying enough.

The trainees closest to the wooden door were trembling with fear.

Perhaps the long absence from the door angered the people outside, so the knocking on the door suddenly became louder again.

The old wooden door could not withstand such force, and the surrounding door frames were deformed by the impact, making an overwhelming creaking sound.

Wooden doors in the countryside are not very strong to begin with. Even if the lock is locked from the inside, the door latch has been unable to stop it several times, and wood slag has fallen from the smash.

Zong Jiu said in a deep voice: "Everyone has prepared the props. When I give the order, ignore them and come forward to greet them all."

The trainees held their breath and concentrated, all saying hello.

"Three, two, one, hello!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door frame suddenly opened, and a palm-sized gap appeared above the wooden door.

Suddenly, a coldness that seemed to be born from the underworld quietly invaded from outside the door, slowly opening its sharp and bloody fangs.

A long and narrow ghost shadow loomed outside the gap.

The attack in the Tsuchiya broke out uniformly.

Some people threw spells, some waved Bichen, some made seals on the spot, and some even fired a shot at the door.

Zong Jiu dragged a pile of cards on the palm of his left hand, stretched out his index and middle fingers on his right hand, aimed at the gap and made a swipe at it.

With his wrist strength now at its peak, the cards seemed to turn into sharp knives, slashing at them in a rampant manner.

No one cares about the cooling time, so many of them dare to come to the door with supernatural beings in the earthen house, which is obviously not a good thing.

About thirty seconds later, there was sudden silence outside the door.

All the room could hear was the long and monotonous pounding of the pouring rain on the beams and eaves.

"Is this the end?" Xu Su asked tremblingly.

No one spoke and it was silent for a few minutes.

Zhuge An slowly took out his Tai Chi Bagua disk, Li Gua changed, and lit the wood pile in the center of the earthen house again.

The light of the fire "spurred" in the cold air, illuminating the dark room.

Zongjiu let out a breath of cold air, "I'll go take a look."

After that, the white-haired young man held the cards in one hand, walked straight to the half-open wooden door, and rested his hand on the iron door latch.

[Mom, why don’t you wait a little longer? This is too courageous. I’m so scared]

[My habit of being afraid of others has happened again! What if someone opens the door and kills them?]

The others watched his actions with trepidation.

The iron bolts were twisted by the impact.

Zong Jiu had no doubt that if it had been any later, the door would have been knocked away.

He peered cautiously through the gap.

It was still dark outside, with at most a few drops of cold rain flying in, making the shadows of the trees look frightened.

With Zongjiu's eyesight, he couldn't see anything unusual for the time being.

"Click."

The wooden door was shaken by the wind and rain outside, and it creaked open.

The remaining leaves danced in along with the rain, and within seconds a small puddle formed on the ground.

Zongjiu's reaction was very quick.

He took action almost as soon as there was a movement at the wooden door.

He swiped diagonally. Fortunately, the people outside also had rich fighting experience, and they avoided the attack with dangerous risks.

The attack failed, and Zong Jiu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it.

He saw the people outside clearly.

Anthony and Lin Guoxing were standing outside the door, with a dozen other people from another team standing behind them. The former's expression was still full of hostility when he saw him, while the latter smiled at him apologetically like a good old man.

The heavy rain poured down on them, falling down from the top of their heads and chins to the skirts of their clothes, soaking them into pieces.

The trainees in the earthen room breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that they were the only ones outside.

Only Zong Jiu watched them file in and still stood there.

The white-haired young man glanced at his hands calmly.

There was nothing there, the skin was intact, and there were no traces of strangulation.

The gate didn't know why, but at the moment when his palm inadvertently swept over the heads of the people outside, Zong Jiu clearly felt an illusion of being blocked.

It's like... they have strings tied to their heads.