Girls’ Dormitory Escape

The woman's sharp nails were forced to rest on the shoulders a few centimeters away.

The toilet is swept across the front, making it impossible to enter.

As soon as she touched the toilet, the restaurant owner immediately hissed his hand and retracted into the shadow inside the door with fear.

Tang Xinjue turned the toilet and swiped it, as if it was just a slight stop, then raised his eyes and asked, "Boss, are you okay?"

The muscles on the woman's face kept twitching, but she didn't make another move, she just squeezed out a stiff smile: "It's just a joke, don't take it to heart, little girl."

After finishing speaking, the woman really stood motionless inside the door, as if to watch Tang Xinjue leave.

—as long as she leaves the restaurant, she can't be attacked again? still is…

Seeing the restaurant owner's nails returning to normal, Tang Xinjue remained motionless, relying on his posture at the door, "Boss, aren't you going to take me to the highway? This is my first time here. , for fear of getting lost."

The edge of the road where the convertible was parked was about five paces away from her.

“…”

The restaurant owner looked ugly, and finally opened his mouth reluctantly: "You are now on the highway."

Once you leave the building, you are in the area of ​​the highway, and you are also subject to the regulations of the highway.

Tang Xinjue nodded: "It seems that the requirements of the "Road Travel Instructions" are not only valid for passengers, right?"

The other party avoided talking about it and continued bluntly: "As for getting lost... little girl, don't worry, Grandma Mayas will pray for you."

In the shadow, the woman raised a strange smile again, "No one will get lost on this road, everyone will find their destination, Grandma Mayas is waiting for you at her house..."

"Oh. Then get me a bento."

Tang Xinjue interrupted her, and said of course: "Remember to heat it up, enough to eat for a day, then ask Grandma Mayas for reimbursement."

Restaurant owner: “…”

The middle-aged woman turned around in anger and dared not speak, picked up the child and walked into the kitchen, scolding along with the sound of banging and spanking: "Let you run outside to do wild things, if you don't do your homework, you will If you don't know how to help, you just know that you will cause me trouble... It's better to have BBQ pork..."

After hitting the child, a few minutes later, the boss came out with a bento box, and the faceless child quietly probed behind the door frame.

"Here's the bento you want, good luck."

She bit the last four words quite hard, her eyes fixed on Tang Xinjue, until her figure was thrown far behind the road by the exhaust fumes.

Twenty minutes after the drive, the convertible started to slow down and pulled to the side of the road.

Tang Xinjue let go of the steering wheel, suppressed the tingling pain in his mind and the discomfort surging up in his stomach, and took two deep breaths.

Just blocking the restaurant owner's attack, the right hand that was holding the toilet slowly opened the palm, revealing the inside of the tiger's mouth bursting and blood flowing.

The power of ghosts should not be underestimated. Even if the toilet is not damaged, the human body is often unbearable.

Tang Xinjue's mind showed the restaurant owner's obviously apprehensive look, and her eyebrows knitted together again.

The restaurateur is lying, from beginning to end.

The watch belongs to Guo Guo, and there are traces of fighting on the NPCs, one big and one small. Perception did not catch any danger and traps in the restaurant, the only sense of danger only came from the NPCs when they were provoked.

In addition, the restaurant owner has an inexplicable fear of her...a fear mixed with hostility.

While trying to attack her, she seemed to be indecisive for multiple reasons, and finally gave up in front of the road rules.

Whether it is the logic of the action, or the reaction in the details, it is very strange.

Even if there is a faceless child's jacket in his hand, it can constitute some kind of restriction for NPCs that has not yet been clarified. This time, it is too safe to walk around the restaurant.

The more secure, the more unreasonable.

The exam copy cannot be without danger, the coffee shop is safe, the restaurant is barely safe, the road is also safe... Where is the danger?

Tang Xinjue lowered her eyes, the scenes she experienced on the road were dismantled and reproduced in her mind, waking up from the car, driving on the road, parking and the conversation with the NPC... Every detail was repeatedly enlarged , trying to find a breakable entry point from it.

The sense of abnormality is getting deeper and deeper, but it seems that there is a layer of fog covering the sea of ​​consciousness, and it is impossible to break through it to capture the truth.

Tang Xinjue rubbed his eyebrows.

If the information that can be collected is only this, it is even more impossible to determine the location of the roommate.

The only clue about the roommate is that Guo Guo once went to the restaurant, probably had a conflict with the NPC, and left a watch. However, after her observation, there was no familiarity either inside or outside the restaurant or on the nearby highway.

Ignoring the injury on her hand, she turned on the phone, and from the [Dorm Member Status], she could see that except for her minor injury, which lost two points of health, the other three were full marks.

This is even more unusual.

Even if she simply made a move, she was inevitably injured. If the battle marks on the two NPCs were caused by Guo Guo or other roommates, then their health bars could not be intact.

What is the problem?

The rumbling sound of her stomach broke the silence, Tang Xinjue decided to pack up and eat first.

Apply a hemostatic spray and simply repair the injured palm with a large Band-Aid. Tang Xinjue opened the bento and couldn't help but eat when he smelled it.

It is not that the food smells bad, but that when the hunger reaches a certain level, the blood sugar level is too low, and the desire to feel nauseated will naturally appear.

It's exactly four o'clock, less than an hour after she had just finished a cup of hot coffee. His stomach seemed to have been emptied, and the hunger spread all over his limbs.

Tang Xinjue calculated the time in her heart: When driving on this road, the speed of physical exhaustion is about ten times the normal.

So although she only drove for an hour, she felt as if she had been driving for six consecutive hours, and her hunger grew rapidly.

From this point of view, there is also a reason for the NPC to "gift" her food - without this food, it is impossible for ordinary people to last on the road for more than two hours, let alone in the dark Before arriving at "Grandma Mayas' house".

If this reason holds, then the next logic will follow:

Grandma Mayas wants her to succeed.

The NPC entrusted by Grandma Mayas also has a common purpose and must not refuse candidates to ask for help to complete this journey.

There is no obvious danger in front of him, but Tang Xinjue's eyes are getting deeper and deeper.

More disturbing than the invincible ghosts is the elusive sense of unknown in the absence of information.

There seems to be an invisible hand covering her eyes, even if the road is clear, she seems to be walking alone in the fog, unable to determine the direction.

The tingling lingered in her head, as if she wanted to remind her of something. Whenever Tang Xinjue wanted to catch it, he was scattered by the chaotic thoughts.

After a while, she put away the half-eaten lunch box, and after confirming that her physical strength and satiety had recovered, she suppressed her chaotic thoughts and continued to drive on the road.

…

When the third building appeared, Tang Xinjue quickly recognized it without any hesitation.

Because it is exactly the same as the first two, and it is painted with oil green everywhere.

This is a gas station.

The steering wheel turned, and the car entered the gas station and stopped steadily.

Everything seems to have been carefully calculated and arranged to ensure that the car can always be driven on the road.

The gas station was very quiet, Tang Xinjue honked the horn, the green door beside it was pushed open, and a yellow figure in a special uniform walked out.

This time it was a thin young man with pale skin and messy hair. He didn't have the exaggerated smile on his face like the first two NPCs, instead he was very indifferent.

The young man came over, looked at the car a few times, then glanced at Tang Xinjue, and twitched the corners of his mouth weakly: "How much?"

Tang Xinjue: "Top up."

The young man pulled off the refueling gun without saying a word, stood in front of the fuel tank and started refueling.

After two seconds, he suddenly said, "Yeah, it's broken."

What's wrong? Tang Xinjue subconsciously turned her head, reacted at the moment when the sense of danger struck, and quickly threw herself and bent over—

The refueling gun swiped from the top of her head and hit the ground ten meters away.

The young man walked over slowly, checked it a few times, and shrugged: "The refueling gun is broken, I'll replace it for you."

After saying that, he walked into the green station and closed the door.

The coolness of the refueling gun flying over still remained on her neck, Tang Xinjue raised her head, fighting and chasing in nightmares for many years, so that she could almost simulate the action of a young man throwing a refueling gun.

Just "broken"?

She didn't get angry or questioned, and there was not even the slightest wave on her face that had just escaped the disaster.

Without friends, she doesn't need to communicate with anyone. For a moment, the expression on this face was almost exactly the same as that of the young man just now, so indifferent that it did not show any emotion.

I turned around and saw a line of words printed on the door where the youth entered: Non-employees are prohibited from entering.

In this exam, every thing marked with a forbidden symbol gave her a strong sense of danger and rejection.

Looking away with no interest, Tang Xinjue opened the door and got off, and measured the gas station step by step.

The area of ​​the gas station is about two or three times the size of the restaurant, there are no other vehicles or people, and there are trees covered by fog.

After a short walk, there was still nothing new to discover, and the young man still did not come out of the station.

Tang Xinjue turned her wrist slightly, and just as she was about to knock on the door, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

In the corner of the eye, a small figure sneaked out from the bushes.

Suddenly turned around, and before the little figure ran away again, Tang Xinjue had already grabbed the other's hat.

A faceless child!

"Why did you come with me?"

Finally seeing something new, Tang Xinjue asked with interest.

The faceless child who was caught by the hat seemed to be strangled seven inches, and was turned around without any resistance, very weak and helpless.

But his arms were still fluttering, trying to grab the contents of Tang Xinjue's pocket.

As the child tried to reach with both hands, Tang Xinjue raised his eyebrows: it was Guo Guo's watch.

"You stole or even stole things from others, and you still have the right to ask for them?"

Tang Xinjue felt a little amused, but she was stunned, and a guess that she had never thought of before suddenly appeared in her mind.

Seizing the flash of intuition, she asked directly, "Did someone give you this watch on your own initiative?"

The child stopped fluttering and nodded.

"Who gave it to you?"

A few seconds later, in Tang Xinjue's field of vision, the little boy slowly raised his hand and pointed at herself.