The students obediently closed their eyes. The young psychiatrist took a step and walked unhurriedly between the two rows of seats.

"Psychological relief," his voice was very light, as if there was no strength, every word was floating in the air, but when it was passed into the ear, the tone had an unshakable power, I don't think this What will be the effect. "

A student opened his eyelids in surprise and happened to meet the man's gaze. The young psychology teacher said calmly, "I said, you can't open your eyes casually."

The male student, who opened his eyes, was busy closing his eyes again.

"But," the psychology teacher said lightly, "the school wants me to teach you a lesson."

His footsteps seemed to pause, and Kou Dong noticed the breath belonging to others. It had no temperature, it was almost cold, "Please, classmates, please recall first, when you saw that scene, how did you feel?"

Several voices rang out one after another in the classroom. Some students shivered and said honestly that they were disgusting; others said that they didn't feel anything, they had read enough newspapers in the past few days, and they were already used to it.

"No matter what kind of emotion it is, it's normal," the psychologist said, and then he pressed the button in his hand, "please don't see your emotions as a flood of beasts. Whether it's fear, joy, or sadness, fear, or even For anger, it's all very precious—"

His dark eyes lifted up, his expression dull.

"Please remember to cherish it, classmates."

Kou Dongpin's remarks made him feel that something was wrong. He couldn't say what was wrong, but when a psychology teacher in a school said such a thing, it didn't seem like he was teaching people to control their emotions, but it was like...

It's more like instigating them to let these emotions develop more.

Of course good emotions can spread, but what about bad ones?

Kou Dong finally couldn't help it, and quietly opened his eyes. Almost as soon as he opened it, he regretted it, because he met the eyes of the young psychological teacher. The psychology teacher was right in front of him, staring down at him, and asked aloud, "Is there something wrong with this classmate?"

Kou Dong looked back at him, was silent for a while, and only shook his head.

"no."

he answered.

The psychiatrist twitched the thin corners of his lips, his voice very soft.

"Then why are you opening your eyes?"

Kou Dong did not blink, and said casually, "Because the teacher is handsome, I want to see more."

Other players: "...???"

At this moment, their liver and gallbladder are about to burst.

No, everyone can see that this psychologist should be a key NPC. At first glance, it is a striking protagonist's face - if this is an ordinary passerby, the system will never spend so much effort to create such a figure for him. Come.

Maybe it's the final boss.

Having grown into such a final boss... Kou Dong dares to open his mouth to tease him?

Kou Dong was very innocent. He didn't have the heart to tease him at all. He just blew rainbow farts at the psychology teacher sincerely, "Just your appearance, if you don't take a second look, wouldn't I be sorry for myself."

The psychology teacher's eyes were hidden behind a thin flat mirror, and after a while, he smiled slightly, "I haven't seen this classmate before."

The class leader replied, "He's a new transfer student."

"Transfer Students……"

The psychology teacher repeated these three words and turned his attention to Kou Dong again.

"If you have any questions," he said, "you are welcome to ask me anytime."

Kou Dong had a feeling that he would be swallowed by the sea, and replied, "Definitely."

A few minutes later, a slow pure music was played in the classroom. In the sound of this song, everyone closed their eyes and listened to the faint voice of the young teacher describing them, the beach, the waves...

It is a tone that makes people feel calm from the heart. His heart seemed to be washed clean by the waves of this sound, and when he opened his eyes again, his whole body was light, as at ease as lying in the arms of his mother.

Just then, the bell rang. Song Hong walked past the students who got up one after another, and stretched out his arms, "It's really comfortable. I feel the pressure is gone."

Kou Dong did not comment on this. He glanced at the podium and found that the young psychological teacher had disappeared, and he did not know when he returned to the office.

Song Hong said, "Go back?"

Kou Dong nodded and stood up, "Where's A Xue?"

"..."

Only then did the two realize that the little girl was still sitting in her seat, facing forward, not knowing what she was staring at. Song Hong's palm swayed in front of her, but did not shake the little girl's sanity back.

Song Hong frowned, feeling a little worried, and simply slapped her on the back.

This time, the little girl finally came back to her senses, frowning and hitting back.

"What?"

Song Hong said, "Why are you in a daze? My eyes are straight."

The little girl didn't answer. She looked around and was a little surprised when she saw the empty seats. She asked, "Is the get out of class over already?"

"What are you thinking about?" Song Hong felt incredulous. "It's been a few minutes since get out of class ended... You didn't see everyone leaving?"

From entering this dungeon, the little girl has shown a spirit of stubbornness, not the calm and silent appearance on weekdays.

Kou Dong looked in the direction she was looking at before, frowned, and asked, "Are you looking at the scar?"

——That place is exactly where Scar sat during the day. He originally sat on the side, but something happened to the side during the day, and Scar felt unlucky, so he forced the NPC in the class to change seats with him.

The new location was just within Axue's line of sight.

The little girl was silent for a while, as if she had something to say, it was already on her lips.

However, she finally shook her head and avoided answering. She just stood up from behind the desk and whispered, "Let's go."

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was already dark outside. The lights in the hallway seemed to be old and not very bright, and the light that shone down was also dim, illuminating an unknown number of places.

The students in the school were almost empty, leaving only the three of them. The elder, whose faint shadow was dragged by the light, was like a monster following behind him step by step. Kou Dong turned around subconsciously several times, but was startled by his own shadow. When the shadow completely enveloped him, he had a kind of feeling. The illusion of being touched by strange fingers.

The insects on the campus were silent, and the wild cat that jumped from nowhere plunged into the trash can, rummaging as it rummaged through the trash can.

The sound shocked the three of them. After seeing that it was a cat, their hearts slowly let go again.

Going out of the east campus gate to the dormitory building is a secluded path.

The leaves were rustling by the wind, and Kou Dong's eyes were a little bit, as if they had drifted into dust.

He stopped and subconsciously rubbed his closed eyes.

The two people beside him turned around and looked at him, "What?"

Kou Dong wanted to answer that they were stunned, but suddenly heard a soft, chilling laugh amid the wind.

The voice was very unfamiliar, it was a somewhat hoarse male voice, not Song Hong or A Xue's voice.

"..."

Kou Dong suddenly opened his eyes.

"Who?"

Both of them were confused and couldn't understand, "What?"

"Laughter." Kou Dong said, "Didn't you hear it?"

Song Hong's lips slowly pursed into a straight line, and he shook his head.

The little girl beside her also shook her head, expressing that she hadn't heard it.

"Could it be that I heard it wrong?"

Kou Dong didn't think he heard it wrong. In fact, he could even hear the faint nasal sound clearly.

- Who is laughing?

He looked at the trail carefully, Song Hong looked at each other, took out his mobile phone from his bag, and turned on the flashlight. Bright white beams of light came out, gradually illuminating the dark road.

Kou Dong suddenly froze when he touched the tree that was shivering by the wind.

"……what is that?"

The wind seemed to stop in an instant.

There was no movement around, only the gloomy moon hung high in the sky. There was a mass of snow-white stuff nestled there, and Chad looked like a white cloth towel on the ground.

That cluster of light slowly moved down, and finally settled on the ground. With the reflection of this beam of light, Kou Dong and the others finally saw what the pale white thing protruding from the back of the tree trunk was.

- That's not some white cloth towel.

It was a dead man's foot.

Even A Xue, who was always quiet, couldn't help but let out a frightened voice at this moment.

It's not the first time they've seen dead people in the game. But there has never been a corpse like this before.

It's more like a plaster statue than a corpse, cold, with an abnormally dead white color, and you can't even see the color of any blood vessels or tendons - this corpse, from the strands of hair to the tips of the toes, is full of White.

His body swelled up like a jellyfish, and it was already tense to the extreme. At the touch of his fingers, it was as hard as a hard rock.

The little girl's hands trembled a little, and it took a long time to wipe off the messy hair on his temples.

"he"

Together they recognized the face.

This is the face of the student accused of being a thief during the day.

"he died."

The living person I saw not long ago is now lying here, but has no breath. The three of them were speechless for a long time. After a long time, the security guard rushed over and said to them, "Students, get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

The police car was also dispatched to the wind, and he was very familiar with such a strange corpse, so he didn't find it strange. Several people worked together to lift him up, put him flat in the car, and warned: "Be careful, he is very brittle now and can be easily broken."

This crisp word made the backs of several people feel cold.

The leading police officer looked at them and asked, "Are you the first to find out?"

Seeing a few children nod, he wrote something down on the paper, then looked up at them again, with a mild attitude, "Are you scared? Come with us."

The three got into the car and went to the police station with them.

The police did not embarrass them, but only asked some basic questions such as time, place, and whether they knew each other. When the situation was almost written down, he rubbed his forehead with his fingers and sighed softly.

"Fourteenth."

Song Hong and Kou Dong looked at each other and asked tentatively, "Uncle police officer, can I ask them the cause of death?"

The policeman shook his head, but gave a wry smile.

"It's not that we didn't tell you, it's just that we haven't found out yet."

Song Hong was a little surprised, "The autopsy report..."

"Student," the policeman said, "you look at a corpse like that. Do you think it would be an ordinary way to die?"

indeed.

Where will there be ordinary people, who will be like this when they die.

Kou Dong: "What do you mean, he was killed by a ghost?"

"That can't be said," the policeman said with a straight face, but not much anger. His attitude towards Kou Dong was softer than that of the other two, "How can the successor of socialism say such a thing? We believe in materialism, this kind of ghosts and ghosts are not found in our socialism. ."

Socialist successor Kou Dong: "..."

He didn't think so at first, until one day, after playing a love game that passed the socialist assessment, he entered a horror game full of pits...

"It might be a rare gene or virus," the policeman said vaguely, lowering his head to write on the notebook, "if there is a result in the future, it will be informed to the society. You don't have to worry."

Song Hong understood that the information this NPC could provide was quite limited. He didn't hold back either, and motioned Kou Dong to leave.

Kou Dong didn't get up, instead he was silent for a while, and suddenly asked another question.

"Can I ask you," he said, "the other thirteen victims... did they lose their temper before they died?"

The policeman lifted his eyes from the book and looked at him in amazement.

"Yes.—how do you know?"

His pen tapped on the paper.

"Three fought with neighbors, four fought with their spouses, and the remaining six fought with colleagues or business partners. Just what does that mean?"

Kou Dong shook his head, smiling with a natural and innocent look. In addition, his face is tender at the moment, he is in a blue and white school uniform again, and a thin and white neck is exposed above the collar, which does not seem to have the slightest attack power.

"It's nothing, I just remembered and wanted to ask you." He said, stood up from the chair, and put on his schoolbag again, "If possible, we will go first."

"Wait," the policeman suddenly remembered something and said, "It's not safe outside now, and you're underage. I notified your school teacher to pick you up—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.Kou Dong raised his eyes, and a pair of superior long legs came into view in an instant, and then looking up, it was a gentle and handsome face.The young psychologist pushed the gold wire glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled at them.

"Come on," he said, "I'll pick you up."

Song Hong & A Xue at the back: "..."

Of course they didn't think it was with them.

So the question is, what happened to this NPC-did he treat them as dead?