Misplacement Game

chapter eight

Although it has been dead before this, it is the first time in front of them. Everyone was confused for a moment.

Fortunately, Zhang Jing is still able to withstand the scene, greeting players like headless flies to hurry.

They returned to the classroom on the first floor.

There are no clues to the dead, and in the end they can only think of the last sentence that he said before his death.

Xu Ziyue thought of the figure he saw in the mirror, the person he saw in the mirror...

Xu Ziyue said with a hand: "I just saw someone in the mirror, but he didn't talk to me."

Zhang Jing quickly asked: "When?"

"Is Sun Mo not helping to take out the mirror fragments? Then I took him away. In fact, I went to the toilet on the first floor to wash my hands. Then I saw it when I looked up, but at that moment, I didn't hear anything."

"What does that person look like? Is there any expression or action?"

Xu Ziyan shook his head. "It’s bloody, the clothes look dirty and old... It’s like a school uniform, but it’s not a school uniform like us. The expression doesn’t look clear, the action doesn’t seem to be there, because suddenly it’s just a moment, My eyes are scared to close."

"I think the figure you see should be one, and ah..." The person who spoke pointed to the body on the ground. "He should be ready to say what the ghosts don't want us to know, and they will suddenly die. ”

Xu Zi touched his chin. "There are two girls who may have died first, because they saw something from the mirror, and then they knew something, so..."

Everyone thought, it is such a truth, "very likely."

Zhang Jing thought for a moment. "We can go to the library room of the school. There should be a picture of the graduate students who have been there. Xu Ziyue, when you come to see the uniforms on them, can you match the people in the mirror? of."

Xu Zi nodded and said, "Okay."

The player has been reduced to 16 people, plus a foreigner Sun Mo.

The way to the school room was very calm, and the ghosts in the secret did not obstruct them, so Xu Ziyu wondered if the words that the boy had said before his death were actually irrelevant to what they could find in the past.

They ran around like this one night, and the time has passed.

At three o'clock in the morning, Xu Ziyue went to the school room.

The door of the storage room is locked, but it is not a steel security door, and it is a common wooden door.

Zhang Jing did not go to find the key, and went up to make one person kick. After five feet, the lock on the door was half-hanging and hanging on the door.

A group of people managed to go in.

Xu Ziyue asked: "So the npcs will not come to us? We should be considered to destroy the school public buildings?"

"Don't worry, this kind of world, npc will sleep very well. After all, it is a game. If you don't give us a little time, then this game will have no solution. All games will have a way to clear the customs, just to see you. Can you live to the time of customs clearance?" Someone explained to Xu Zi.

"Oh oh..."

The campus collections have been cleaned for a long time, and there are a lot of gray on the inside of the lockers. The fingers touched them and the feet stepped on them.

"Looking for something that is useless." Zhang Jing looked around and found a drawer and flipped things up.

Compared to the library, the things in this room are more densely packed and feel more useful than anything in the library.

Someone turned to the album that recorded the graduation photos of the past years, and quickly took it to Xu Ziyue.

After turning a few pages, Xu Ziy pointed at the photo above. "This is the school uniform."

Someone looked at the year in the upper left corner of the photo and shouted in surprise: "This time is the same as the time when Shangyang High School was abandoned!"

Xu Ziyue did not know which year Shangyang High School was abandoned, but it seems that everyone else knows, so Xu Ziyue did not ask much.

They talked awkwardly, saying that the person in the mirror must be the student before the school was abandoned.

Xu Zi grasped his hair and looked at Sun Mo around him. Sun Mo’s expression was very dull, and he did not generate any emotion because of the content they discussed.

It’s not surprising that they wouldn’t want the students to do what they wouldn’t do at all, and Xu Zi’s feelings were strange.

Xu Ziyue asked: "You are not curious about what we are doing?"

Sun Mo asked: "Are you not chasing the reason why Shangyang High School was abandoned?"

"Yeah... but you see, we are still dead." Xu Zi did not know that Sun Mo was so calm, he should be happy or sad.

"Yeah. No big deal."

Xu Ziyue feels very strange. Normal people will certainly not be so calm to the dead. This is a matter of course. But Sun Mo is the npc of the abnormal game world, so can you understand that this is actually normal?

Xu Zi is not clear.

Xu Ziyue saw Sun Mo look at the Tibetan room and he joined Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing’s hand was hurt, so the action of picking up those documents was slower than others. Xu Ziyue took the initiative to open the matter and handed it to him.

"What are you doing so diligently?" Zhang Jing looked at Xu Ziyue obliquely.

Xu Zi smiled. "I want to ask... I am playing for the first time. How did you communicate with npc in the past?"

Zhang Jing looked at Xu Ziyue strangely. "In the past, we had very little communication with npc, unless it was related to customs clearance. Most of the other people didn't have an impression. I am doing this for the first time with an npc. See you."

"I like him. It's all these things that let him know it doesn't matter? Then he doesn't feel strange at all, but it makes me strange."

Zhang Jing looked at Xu Ziyue with surprise: "Do you like him?"

"Hey, is your focus wrong?!"

"No, if you really like him, then I don't think he is strange. It's really you." Zhang Jing turned his head and looked down at the documents. Now he finally knows why Xu is more hungry than other people.

Emotional people are a love brain, others want to live, especially what he wants to chase npc!

Xu Zi’s heart tickles to know the answer, and he pulls Zhang Jing’s clothes. “You haven’t answered my question yet. Is it that npc knows that there is no problem? He is not afraid of anything about the dead.”

Zhang Jing turned his eyes. "Do you know the game npc? It is the kind of computer or mobile online game you play. You point the npc. If there is no task, no matter how it is, his answer is fixed by the system. In a word."

"So what do you mean that these things we are doing are not in his settings?"

"Almost." Zhang Jing nodded. He turned his head and looked at Sun Mo, not far behind him. "But it looks so good, the setting is ordinary npc. I have never seen it. It is the data automatically generated by the system. , anything is possible and there is..."

Xu Ziyue thinks that it may be that an npc set by him in his love system is also uncertain. It is very likely that this npc is not on the side of their horrible copy...

Xu Ziyue did not know, his head is not a very intelligent one. I can't figure it out, maybe I know it all the time.

Thinking about it, he dropped Zhang Jing again, turned and ran Sun Mo's side, and took Sun Mo to turn up those files.

"Come on this!" someone suddenly shouted.

Xu Ziyue took Sun Mo to join the past.

What the man found was a news that was cut out from the newspaper. The general idea was that Shangyang High School was in high school and high school. After someone died in one night, there was a spooky event in the classroom. The fans couldn’t get up, and the students were hot. I couldn't attend the class, and then I lost a student. The school found someone to look after it for a while, but not long after, two students died in the classroom. The school was suspended for a while until the fan was pressed and no longer fell, and the school started again.

But on the first day of the class, the ceiling fan flew and flew down. The whole class included teachers, and none of them survived.

Shangyang High School decided to block the teaching building...

"So this is the process of this matter... how many people died before and after this."

"And the death is still all three or seven classes."

"We are also a high school three or seven classes, something happened... Isn't it our class now?"

"The man in the mirror is also a high school class?"

"In any case, we must understand the one in the mirror. Who is it? Of course, you can't easily believe what he said, but the news we can know now can only be obtained from him."

Xu Ziyue’s head is like a paste, and everything is a paste. He still can’t understand the whole incident. At this moment, he deeply felt his IQ... really not high.

Xu Ziyue yawned, "Are you not sleepy?"

Zhang Jing frowned and thought about it. "There are all that can be found at the moment. Now go back to rest, or you have to do something, how can you do it all?"

Xu Zi nodded and agreed with Zhang Jing.

Wait... If you sleep, can he not sleep with Sun Mo?

Xu Ziyue turned his head to see Sun Mo.

Sun Mo looked at Xu Zi and did not hide his excited eyes. "Let's go first?"

Xu Zi nodded and greeted Zhang Jing. "I and Sun Moxian are gone! You slowly go back and name it!"

Zhang Jing’s forehead’s blue veins jumped. “If you are dead, don’t blame me.”

Xu Zi has a big hand and waved, "No wonder!"

Zhang Jing: "..." It is reasonable to say that the more ordinary people always act alone, the first to die, but how can he live like the most relaxed one?

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