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Chapter 155 Ghost Private School

escape!escape!escape!
  He Yin'er opened the ghost realm and fled quickly with Tong Qian and Xiong Wenwen. The tall male corpse gave her too much pressure.

In front of Lin Yuan, the tall man's corpse was just a gorilla unable to resist. It looked so cute that not even Xiong Wenwen, a timid little boy, was afraid of it.

But when Lin Yuan took the initiative to walk into Room 44, everything suddenly changed.

The little sheep from before instantly turned into a big bad wolf, chasing after them. What was even weirder was that she had clearly thrown the tall man's corpse far away, but after a while, the tall man's corpse would appear again. Not far around them.

The dull footsteps were as terrifying as a life-chasing talisman.

"How could that tall male corpse keep chasing us when there is no ghost realm?!!!" Xiong Wenwen was so frightened that he almost went crazy.

He Yin'er said solemnly: "Our perception has been misled. It seems to be moving away, but in fact it is spinning nearby."

Tong Qian nodded, "There is also a possibility that the ghost has a certain connection with the ghost hatchet, or that there is some kind of medium that can make the ghost appear near the hatchet."

"In other words, we can't get rid of it no matter what?" Xiong Wenwen asked anxiously.

"I'm going to stop and fight. You can predict the outcome."

He Yin'er looked solemn, "If I continue like this, even if I am in very good condition, I will be dragged until the ghost recovers. It's still unclear when the 'store manager' will show up, so I have to take advantage of my good condition to solve that problem." Only with ghosts can we have a chance to survive."

"it is good!"

The aura on Xiong Wenwen's body declined, and a coldness spread from his body. At this time, he became less and less human, and instead looked like a ghost.

Suddenly, Xiong Wenwen screamed: "We can't stay! We will die, we will all die! My head will be chopped off, and your chest will be chopped off!"

He Yin'er and Tong Qian's faces turned dark.

They are all women. Although they no longer care about gender after becoming ghost masters, their breasts were chopped off...

Well, they understand what Xiong Wenwen means.

It should be to cut them off from the chest, but it always sounds awkward. If it weren't for Xiong Wenwen's young age, they would not show mercy.

"How did it die? What did it use to chop it? Did it use this ghost hatchet? The ghost hatchet was in my hand, how did it snatch it away?"

Xiong Wenwen's mood seemed to have collapsed. He didn't listen to Tong Qian's question at all and kept talking to himself: "I can't die. I can't die here yet. What will happen to my mother if I die? No, I can't die." it's here……"

Snapped!
  Tong Qian pressed her hands hard on Xiong Wenwen's shoulders. She squatted down slightly and looked directly into Xiong Wenwen's eyes. Her voice was calm and convincing, "No one wants to die. If you want to live, then tell us the details. Only if you know No matter which step you make, you will have the opportunity to change. This is the meaning of your existence!"

Her words seemed to be very contagious, and finally made Xiong Wenwen calm down a little, "At the moment of confrontation, the tall male corpse directly invaded the ghost realm. The moment it touched her, she was suppressed, and the ghost hatchet was also snatched away by it, and then Cut her in half across the chest.”

He Yin'er's face twitched, "Then what?"

"It didn't attack us immediately, but turned around and left. It seemed to be wandering. Tong Qian was attacked while trying to avenge you. She was also cut in half from the chest."

He Yin'er glanced at Tong Qian.

Xiong Wenwen continued: "After killing Tong Qian, it left, but after taking a few steps, it suddenly swung the knife in front of me, and then my head fell off. I was dead, just dead!"

"Don't worry. Since the result of the confrontation is the team's destruction, then we can just hide. The future is not static."

He Yin'er is not an iron-headed boy. After knowing the result of the confrontation, he will naturally not seek death again.

Xiong Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief, "Then let's leave quickly and don't stay here any longer."

"Wait! Who do you think that is?"

Tong Qian suddenly pointed forward. He Yin'er and Xiong Wenwen looked over, and then their expressions changed slightly, "Is it Guo Fan? Is he not dead?"

In the cross corridor not far away, Guo Fan, holding a memorial tablet, had just walked across.

"No, there's something wrong with Guo Fan's current state. He seems to have revived the evil ghost. It's the ghost in Guo Fan's body that's there now, not Guo Fan!"

He Yin'er glanced at the house numbers nearby. On the left was No. 56, but on the right was No. 112. "The house numbers are confused. I can't find the way out. Follow me first and take a look. You might get something unexpected."

Yi Gao people are bold.

Facing the tall male corpse in the Caesar Hotel, He Yin'er dared to confront him head-on. It was because Xiong Wenwen had foreseen her absolute death that she didn't do that.

But Guo Fan?
  Even though they are both in charge, the gap between them can be huge. With the white mist supernatural protection of the Peace Hotel, they have a layer of protection in the face of fatal supernatural attacks.

etc! He Yin'er stopped abruptly, "Yes, the white mist of the Peace Hotel protects our lives. Even for this reason, Liu Qingqing instantly changed from an ordinary person to a top ghost controller who controlled two deadly ghosts. , what about facing the fatal attack of the tall male corpse, it has no effect? ​​Probably not, the 'store manager' can suppress the tall male corpse without any pressure, the strength of the tall male corpse is definitely not above that of the 'store manager'. The energy in our body Even if the White Mist Supernatural is a derived supernormal, it is impossible that there will be no reaction at all."

Tong Qian glanced at Xiong Wenwen, "It should be that his supernatural power is too weak, or that the 'store manager's' supernatural power is too strong, so he cannot predict the supernatural power related to the Peace Hotel."

Xiong Wenwen said anxiously: "I don't know what protection you are talking about, but my ability is to predict the future. Even if the time is limited, there will be no mistakes!"

He Yin'er said solemnly: "I remember that your ability to predict will be affected by supernatural power. The more powerful the supernatural power, the greater the impact it will have on you."

Xiong Wenwen suddenly blushed.

His ability is indeed like this, which is also reflected in the headquarters' information about him. It is normal for He Yin'er to know.

As a child, he is somewhat stubborn.

Tong Qian shook her head, "In any case, that ghost is very powerful. I don't recommend a head-on confrontation until the 'store manager' comes out."

"Okay, let's go see Guo Fan first."

He Yin'er used the ghost realm to catch up, but when he turned a corner, Guo Fan, who had just passed by, suddenly disappeared. At the next intersection, a blazing stove was in the middle, blocking the way.

……

"Isn't this the knife in Zhang Xianguang's hand? What's going on? Space teleportation? It shouldn't be. Could it be... VR?"

Lin Yuan was confused.

He could clearly feel a layer of restraints on his body, preventing him from moving.

The surrounding scenes were too weird. The students sitting around them didn't even have color. They looked like three-dimensional black and white photos. Their bodies were too pale, and they didn't look like living people.

So did the guy who walked in with the old machete.

His face was full of wrinkles, with patches of black and blue marks, and his whole body was lifeless, as if a corpse that had been dead for seven days had become dead again.

"There are no ghosts in reality, but to be able to move at this level is definitely not a living person, so this should not be reality, but a legendary...horror game!"

An explanation full of loopholes, but strangely "reasonable".

It couldn't be unreasonable. The white mist in Lin Yuan's eyes made everything seem reasonable. What made him think so was the action of the sword-wielding ghost.

The guy walked towards Lin Yuan, but stopped after taking a few steps, then suddenly raised the machete in his hand and chopped off the head of a student next to him.

The strange student sat there motionless. After his head was chopped off, his body began to disappear rapidly. In the end, nothing was left, and a seat was vacated.

The guy continued walking towards Zhou Deng.

After taking a few steps, he raised the knife and struck it down again.

Another strange student disappeared from sight, leaving an empty seat.

"This must be a VR game, otherwise how could such a surreal thing appear? It's so realistic, I almost really believe in ghosts." Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of Lin Yuan and to the right, a student in black suddenly said: "You are not wrong to think so. This is indeed a game, a game of luck. The killing pattern of this ghost is random, good luck Those who are unlucky will survive, and those who are unlucky will die.”

Lin Yuan blinked, "Zhang Xianguang? Is this your image in this VR game? I didn't expect that you still like to pretend to be young. You are already in your twenties, and you pinched the face of a high school student. .”

Zhang Xianguang's chest rose and fell slightly, "I hope you can still be so calm when you are selected later. I also want to know what it will be like if this ghost cuts off your head, and will the real you die as well?" ?”

Lin Yuan rolled his eyes, "I see, you are too into the game. But such a realistic VR game shouldn't be cheap, right? And it doesn't require any equipment. I can directly pull people into the game. With my current strength I guess I can’t afford it, so I’ll play with you. By the way, are there any other games? This kind of game of luck is too unskilled, and I have no use for my skills as a king.”

Zhang Xianguang sneered and said: "I have defeated many terrible opponents in this ghost private school, but I am the first like you. It doesn't matter, there is a first time for everything. I hope you can bring me the fun of the game." "

"Sure enough, I got too involved in the drama."

While Lin Yuan was muttering, Gui had already walked to Lin Yuan's side. Several seats had been empty before. Now, including Lin Yuan, there were three students beside Gui.

The probability is one in four, not high, but not low either.

The ghost stopped, raised the old sword in his hand, and slashed it in the direction of Lin Yuan.

(End of this chapter)