Thriller Trainee

There was silence in the tunnel.

Zong Jiu held the dementing bell in one hand and the corpse chasing talisman in the other, and Zhuge, who put down his arms and straightened up from the wall, met his eyes secretly.

On the other end, Yi Ruisi turned her head around with her dark eyes and disappeared outside the mourning hall.

There was an awkward silence at the scene, only the white light flowing in from behind the mourning hall was flowing.

Does this count as an on-site capture? ?

"Let's go, don't waste time."

The black-clothed man was about to turn around, but he watched the white-haired youth linger, "Huh?"

Zong Jiu deliberated his words, "You are, planning to surrender to the enemy?"

It's no wonder that he thought too much, Zhuge secretly leaned outside and said, "Is it all done?" It always reminded him of the kind of small gangs that partnered with each other and embarrassed themselves to do bad things for the traitors. One went crazy inside. After clapping his hands and coming out, he saw another person leaning outside to watch the wind. At the end, he said why his movements are so slow.

The man smiled, "I thought you knew it early."

Although he did not speak, Zong Jiu read from his face the subtle dislike of ‘why this man’s brain hasn’t turned around yet’.

"This copy is only me a ghost."

"Yeah." Zhuge casually said, "I'm in a good mood, bouncing, I'm a ghost in spirit, a legitimate second or fifth son, can't it?"

Worthy of being a man known as the old thief of Zhuge, he is so skilled in jumping back!

Zong Jiu was shocked.

He felt that if he couldn't say a word, Zhuge An would be able to take out the Tai Chi gossip plate and arrest him in the next second.

So under the circumstances, Zong Jiu chose to open his eyes and talk nonsense, "...Yes, of course."

In short, you are happy for the no.3 boss.

The viewers who were watching the live broadcast directly fry the pot.

Just now, the magician escaped the ghosts in front of everyone, and used a corpse talisman to perform a black-handed capitalist oppressive spirit behind you who died and never let go. The audience was all "the inner ghost turned out to be him." After swiping the screen for Shock, I did not expect to turn a corner, and there are more shocking things waiting for everyone in front.

[Fuck, fuck, fuck? What is going on, I’m stupid]

[No, I didn’t understand this operation a little bit. Looking at the meaning of the magician’s dialogue with him, does Zhuge want to jump back to the inner ghost camp? 】

【? ? ? no.3 What are you thinking about? Ordinary people have a hairy reward for the inner ghosts. The reversal is not worth the loss, okay, this kind of copy of the identity card issued at the beginning, there are people who rebel? Neuropathy]

[Fogweed, wait! Before that, the boss of Zhuge deliberately mentioned the inner ghost, was he actually covering the magician and sending information? 】

[Big Brother Zhuge unexpectedly cooperated with others, Ye Qingjie]

[+1 I also want to say this, Zhuge, such a unique person, would also ask for cooperation with others, Ye Qingjie]

[I used to be rebellious and lonely, but now I am willing to **** the white-haired beauties as his wings to cover the wind and rain (?) Moved]

These audiences are people who will actually live the fear of being dominated by Zhuge.

At the beginning, in the copy of the S-Class Curse Mask, he became famous in the first battle. Infernal Affairs fooled the three organizations. In the end, he not only returned the whole body and made a lot of money, it caused the three organizations to blacklist him and let all of them. People remembered his name.

Unfortunately, Zhuge is a lone wolf.

For so long, everyone has only heard the news that the big guy was fooled and yelled at the old thief Zhuge, and had never heard that Zhuge was willing to relieve the honor and co-operate with others.

Except this time.

Seeing the white-haired youth still wanting to speak, the man said lightly: "I know you still have a lot to ask."

"But that person is in this copy, and now is not the time to say this."

He murmured, "After this copy is over, I will answer all your doubts."

It goes without saying who that person is.

"Does this mean you intend to cooperate with me?" Zong Jiu raised his eyebrows.

"You can understand that."

Zhuge said quietly, "I said, I will never stand on the opposite side of you."

"--But I won't help you like the first copy. You need to show more strength to prove to me that you have the need for me to answer your doubts."

Although the words of never being an enemy are open to question, it is not a bad idea to have a brief cooperation in this dungeon. It's okay if you don't provide help. It's boring to pass the level like the first copy every time.

For Zhuge An, Zong Jiu has nothing to look forward to, only expecting that the other party will not stand on his opposite side and make trouble. After all, it is not a pleasant thing for such a person to be an opponent.

Zong Jiu stretched out his hand, "So, happy cooperation again?"

This time, Zhuge secretly shook the slender hand of the white-haired young man, and finally shook it completely.

"So, on the previous topic. Are there any doubters?"

They began to fight that only the two of them could understand, and the barrage could only be dumb and dumb.

"No."

The number of card draws only recovers once every twelve hours, so precious, Zong Jiu doesn't use it to get clues, is it possible to use it to calculate which is the devil's puppet?

Besides, the first four silk threads in the devil's puppet silk only indirectly affect the controlled person. As long as no.1 thinks, he can only implant two to three silk threads, so that the controlled person can retain his own thoughts without realizing the fact that he is controlled.

Zhuge twisted his eyebrows secretly and fell into thought.

I don't know why, Zong Jiu suddenly remembered his first cooperation with Zhuge An in the copy of the mental hospital. Except for the attitudes of both sides, the general direction was exactly the same.

At that time, relying on his own golden fingers who knew the plot, he took the initiative to find the door. Although Zhuge secretly agreed, he was also with scrutiny and hostility that could not be ignored.

Including in Las Vegas, even before the opening of the Deserted Village dungeon, his arrogance has not been reduced by half.

Even with that Rao Shizi's prophecy, Zong Jiu felt that the other party's arrogant temper would definitely not be the character of believing in fate.

So what is the reason that caused his attitude to take a 360-degree turn?

Zong Jiu thought about dropping his hand, and followed Zhuge An to leave the corridor.

When they returned to the temple together, Xu Sen and Xu Su and the others were almost back.

Seeing the two of them, no one else had any doubts. After all, Zong Jiu secretly grouped himself and Zhuge into a group when they first started the grouping. Everyone subconsciously thought that they would act together. It would be strange if they didn't come together.

"How? Is there a result?"

Xu Sen hurriedly said, "There are some."

If I remember correctly, he should have followed the villagers to see the woman's situation.

Zong Jiu nodded and motioned to him.

"We followed Wang Shou and found that they had captured the woman, and we were locked in the empty wood shed at the north end of the village."

Having said this, Xu Sen showed a trace of anger on his face, "There are villagers guarding outside, and the **** Wang Shou took people in, shut the door of the wood house, and beat him desperately there."

Everyone in the team showed the same angry expression.

They followed Xu Sen, and they all heard what it was like at that time.

"You stinky bitch, you will be from my village after you marry, and you dare to escape back to your natal family. I can't kill you today!"

Wang Shou beat and scolded, spitting on the ground, "Useless things, with a broken stomach that can only give birth to a baby girl, and I will sell you to reunite with your baby girl tomorrow!"

Time after time, the female voice kept begging for mercy and screamed, and the voice became weaker. The beating has not stopped yet.

The group of people outside couldn't listen, and wanted to go up and stop the gangster who beat the woman, but was beaten back with a **** by the villager guarding the door, and a small-scale conflict broke out.

In the end, they were all worried about the iron law of not harming NPCs. Although they were confronted with fire/medicine, they still failed to actually start their hands in the end.

But even so, this behavior caused the villagers to be wary and dissatisfied with these refugees, so Xu Sen's tone also brought chagrin when narrating.

Compared to other rookies, he is a C-level with a lot of copy experience.

Most of the old people know not to give too much emotion in the horror copy.

In the infinite loop, it is not that there has been a scene in which the survivors love each other after a copy of the ghost in red. It's a pity that people and ghosts have different paths, and the survivors are controlled by the main system, and they end up with a beating mandarin duck.

They are just passers-by of the Horror Dungeon, they will leave here forever after completing the mission. So whether the people in the dungeon live or die, are they good or bad, and what does it have to do with them? It can neither increase their survival points or systematic reviews, nor can it bring any vital benefits.

"It's okay, I'll stop it if it's me."

Zong Jiu waved his hand, indicating that this question could be skipped, "What happened later?"

"While we were blocking, the **** Wang Shou might have heard the movement, so he closed his hand and only ordered the gate to be locked. But we heard him say to others that when the traffickers arrive in the village tomorrow, he will Traffic her into the city."

Zong Jiu and Zhuge secretly exchanged glances, "How is the defense of the firewood room now?"

Xu Sen hesitated for a moment: "There are four or five villagers guarding the front and back. It's a bit difficult to get around."

"okay, I get it."

The white-haired young man touched his chin, "According to this, that woman is most likely one of the breakthrough points of this dungeon. We will go over and have a look tonight while their defense is lax. If we can save it. , Try to save it as much as possible, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level float, even if it is a horror copy, it is just a matter of effort."

Seeing everyone nodding their heads, Zong Jiu turned his gaze to Xu Su again, "What about you, have you found anything?"

Xu Su: "Everyone in the village came to the temple today, and there was no one in the market. We only went to the wall surrounding the Bodhisattva Temple and secretly took some Bodhisattva soil."

After all, he took out a pack of soil wrapped in a handkerchief from his pocket, and inside was a crimson bodhisattva soil.

Zhuge stared at the soil secretly and frowned.

Zong Jiu didn't notice his slight expression, but nodded, "Let's put it away first."

They waited here for a long time, and it was estimated that it was noon, but they hadn't seen a trainee from the other team.

During this period, Zong Jiu looked specifically at the spiritual seat under the mud bodhisattva, but it was a pity that it was blank, without any words, only the words that the owner of the tablet used to guard the land of the bodhisattva to gain merit.

According to the old village chief, this spiritual position was set up by the villagers for the starving old woman.

Just as Zong Jiu was thinking, there was a sound of "beneficial, bend, bend," suddenly heard from behind the temple.

The old village chief walked ahead, limping out of the dark corridor below the mud bodhisattva, leaning on a cane.

Obviously, the old man still had something on his mind, and he left without even looking at them.

The nymph, who wore a black robe from head to tail, also followed behind him, slowly walking out of the darkness.

Although she couldn't see the face under the hood, the yin spirit around her showed no signs of diminishing.

After a moment of silence, a sharp voice sounded.

"Lies, lies everywhere..."

Zong Jiu suddenly raised his eyes.

"The night of the full moon three days later will be the best time for the human world to connect with the underworld."

Yin Po whispered the dharma name: "Unknown outsiders, if you are in danger, please come to the temple at any time. This will be the last shelter."

"Be careful next. Because people's hearts...but they can dissolve the existence of ghosts."