Perhaps stimulated by the death of his companion, the boy ghost is now desperate to survive, and he doesn't want to face the colonel at all.

Under his guidance, everyone walked to the end of the corridor with suspicion, and they found two wooden doors behind the wall. The door on the right has been dug a hole, barely enough for people to squeeze in sideways.

The black liquid spreads all around, the boys don't care about rubbing against them, they can't wait to squeeze inside, and urge them: "Come on, it doesn't matter if this thing happens, I've tried it countless times, it doesn't hurt, don't be hypocritical. La."

Tang Xinjue still took a bunch of props similar to plastic raincoats from Zhang You's storage bag and distributed them to everyone to put them on to prevent the exposed skin from being covered by the black liquid.

"Be careful."

After finishing everything, they got in.

"This is... the men's bed?"

The lights were turned on, and the eyes that had just adapted to the darkness eased for a few seconds, and everyone was shocked by the scene in the house in front of them.

The entire bedroom was like being blown by a hurricane. The tables, chairs, and beds were all overturned. Broken glass, wood slag, and various bloodstains splashed on the ground, making it impossible to settle.

The four walls are covered with traces of blood dripping, and you don't even have to think about it to know how fierce battles have happened here before.

The boy ghost stooped over and quickly walked through: "Tsk tsk, if you hadn't discussed it with the ghosts in the female dorm, it would be the same as here now."

It's a little disappointing that he didn't see the scene of blood flowing into the river in the female dormitory.

Passing through this bedroom, you enter another corridor - from the layout point of view, this is exactly the same as the other side of the women's bedroom. There are also three bedrooms and one bathroom, but the house numbers of the bedrooms here are 916, 918 and 920 respectively.

"No wonder our dormitory number only has an odd number, it turns out that the even number is here!"

Guo Guo suddenly realized, looked around carefully, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

Not only Guo Guo, but everyone's mood is a little subtle.

Although they are on the same floor and the same copy, they are actually divided into two "examination rooms" for men and women. The test information does not reveal that there is another party. If they hadn't caught the ghosts from the men's dorm, they might not have been at all. found here.

But now, after passing through the many barriers to the men's dormitory, one can't help but feel like crossing two exams and even entering another dungeon.

"This should be the place where the candidates first entered."

Tang Xinjue pushed open the door of 916, but there was a strong smell of burning.

I saw that the house was scorched black, and all the furnishings and structures were turned to ashes, and only a few metal poles supporting the bed were left on the ground. If the group hadn't known in advance what this room was used for, they probably wouldn't have guessed that it was originally a bedroom.

The boy ghost seemed to recall some scenes, and he smiled: "At that time, our brothers preempted and grabbed a few very good bodies. When they occupied them, people were not dead, and they could even use their own abilities. These few The unlucky roommate didn't know the situation and didn't dare to kill us... Later, the other candidates thought of a ruthless move, and directly locked our brothers in the dormitory and set them on fire. "

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu reacted quickly, got out of that body in time, and started with a different target."

Having said that, he grinned and brushed his hair and showed it to everyone: "Look at my body, that guy with fire power at that time. Maybe those with powers are more tenacious than ordinary people, don't you? Knowing how long he struggled... oops!"

The boy wailed and covered his stomach. It turned out that No. 7 had just kicked him with a hard knee, and his voice was cold: "In your eyes, people are no longer the same kind, they are just pork to be slaughtered. Haha, it's a pity In the eyes of the ghosts in the Academic Affairs Office, you are not the same, stupid monsters."

When the words "stupid monster" came out of his teeth, No. 7's eyes were filled with deep disgust, not just for the boys, but for the entire group of ghosts.

Jiang Lan sighed: "In the world of games, whoever is stronger is the hunter, and the weaker becomes the prey. Ordinary candidates are the prey of ghosts, and ghosts may also become the prey of the stronger. Everyone has to face life and death and death. The crisis is looming, and all we can do is to live as long as possible. At least not to die at the hands of this idiot."

Boy ghost: "..."

It originally wanted to describe the scene of the candidate's death and make everyone sick, but now he can only put his mind away angrily, and turned his head to look around the room.

Guo Guo whispered: "Actually, it's not necessarily. There are many types of NCs. Some are malicious to people, and some are kind."

Zhang You held her hand and reminded her not to say more, Guo Guo shrank his neck for unknown reasons, and turned his head to meet No. 7's cold eyes.

"..."

No. 7 turned his head expressionlessly, "No matter how kind-hearted ghosts are, they live by eating people. To exert unnecessary kindness and sympathy on ghosts is to kill their own companions."

After she finished speaking, she stopped talking, and followed closely behind the boy ghost to watch out for it to cause trouble.

After turning around in the room full of ashes but not finding any valuable clues, the boy scratched his head: "It's too long to remember, maybe it's not this bedroom, it's 920!"

It hurriedly rushed out and pushed open the door of 920. A corpse suddenly fell from the door and stood upright in front of the crowd, causing a few people to scream in short exclamations.

The corpse was decomposed to the point that only the skeleton remained, and it could be recognized from the clothes that it was a young boy, with a few very familiar protective charms tightly clutched in his hands.

This is a candidate who died in the copy.

The boy ghost kicked the corpse away as usual, and disappeared inside the door in a blink of an eye. The group quickly followed, and the most timid Guo Guo had to bite the bullet and go in, pretending not to see the corpse's dark eyes as if staring at them.

The appearance of the 920 dormitory was even more tragic than the other two dormitories.

Broken limbs, shredded flesh, and unrepentant heads were scattered wherever they might be seen. The four walls were soaked with blood, dyeing the entire room a rich blood red, like a hell on earth.

The novelty of entering the men's bed was quickly replaced by a heaviness, and no one could laugh at the sight.

"Ah, found it!"

The boy ghost found the bed numbered 16, moved the bed away in ecstasy, tapped on the floor under the bed, and finally tore a gap and buried his head in it.

"what are you doing?"

Without getting an answer, Tang Xinjue didn't have any intention of waiting patiently, so she sucked it out with the toilet.

Unexpectedly, it came out with the boy's ghost's head, as well as a mass of red silk thread that he was desperately chewing in his mouth.

This is?

The boy ghost opened his mouth and answered vaguely: "This is what I said, something that can break the seal..."

While speaking, he swallowed hard and swallowed a whole bunch of silk threads!

As he swallowed the red silk thread, the boy's body, which had already begun to rot, changed slowly. The swollen skin became firm, and the open wounds disappeared. Without careful distinction, it seems that it is no different from a living person now.

"I see." The boy ghost grinned again, "These red lines hidden in the ground are the reason why we can leave the men's dormitory! It's a pity that they don't last long, and we have to eat a little more every once in a while. You need to dig up the ground to get it, my hands are rotten and I can only dig so many holes, how much you can take away depends on your ability.”

After that, he buried his waist and lowered his head again, stuck his head into the hole and shrugged and began to eat.

The rest looked at each other. They didn't really put their trust in what kind of "direct customs clearance" artifact the boy ghost could come up with, and they were even mentally prepared to be deceived, but they didn't expect that such a thing really existed... red silk thread?

Tang Xinjue tried the hardness of the ground, and it was indeed harder than ordinary concrete ground, but it was not impossible, as long as there were tools or special abilities, it could still be opened.

No. 5 and No. 6 wanted to use spray, but was rejected. After all, if the flame accidentally burns to the red line, it is very likely that it will burn out directly, and their efforts here will be in vain.

In the end, Zheng Wanqing's fist skills were the most suitable for breaking the ground. At the same time, No. 7 also came out, and a dagger appeared with the flick of her wrist. This was the first time she showed her weapon.

"You dismantle me and dig."

No. 7 is concise.

The two helped each other, and cracks appeared on the ground at a very fast speed, and then the cracks turned into gaps, revealing the red dots inside.

"There are really red lines, many...here too!"

The others were not idle either. They used the tools they found to dig holes on the ground. After a while, they saw the red silk thread mentioned by the boy ghost, wrapped around like it was sewn into the ground. When you dug it out, you could still feel it. piping hot temperatures.

Seeing the results, the speed of everyone is getting faster and faster, and more and more areas of the ground have been dug up. The large red lines that are exposed outside make the boys drool, and the turbid eyes are shining. If it is not for the fear of everyone here, It might just jump up and devour it.

Among the group, only Guo Guo stood alone in the corner, neither participating in the work of digging the red line nor showing any joy.

[Well, don't you think it's strange? Why are so many red lines buried in the ground? Why does eating it break the seal? ]

Guo Guo whispered in the chat group in his head. For some reason, she would rather stay in the corner with the male student's corpse than get close to these red lines, and once touched, she would feel dizzy and nauseous.

Tang Xinjue also hit a red line. She covered her mental power on her hand and felt it carefully. With the heat of her hand, the red line seemed to be shaking slightly... just like the beating of her heart.

But this is only a fleeting feeling. When she opened her eyes again, the red thread was still in a static state, and it looked no different from ordinary silk threads.

"Just take out a part first, don't be greedy for more." She told the people nearby: "These red lines are useful for ghosts, but they may not be good things for us. We need to send them to Jiang and the others as soon as possible. Be sure to wear gloves, Qian Don't touch it directly..."

"what!"

No. 5 suddenly exclaimed, and everyone looked over immediately, only to see her sitting on the ground, the glove on her hand was scratched at some point, and blood beads fell down along the gap, drop by drop on the red line. , it is quickly absorbed cleanly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the color of the red line seems to be more gorgeous.

"The line suddenly became very hard just now, and I accidentally got scratched when I touched my hand." No. 5 raised her hand to explain that she didn't care about the pain in her hand, so she carefully put the red line aside, lest something go wrong. .

Tang Xinjue rushed to No. 5 and applied an appraisal to the red line on the ground.

[Identification: A ball of red silk thread, I don't know what it is used for. Maybe be careful not to wrap it around your neck, as it could tear your head apart. ]

Looking at the identification results, Tang Xinjue seemed to remember something for a moment, but when he thought about it again, he couldn't find it.

The silk thread that had sucked blood has softened again, and after waiting for about four or five minutes, no other changes have occurred. Everyone put it aside first, and carefully took out the other red lines and stored them in glass bottles and isolation bags.

The boy ghost swallowed at the remaining red line: "Can I eat these?"

Tang Xinjue glanced: "Eat what you want, we still have the last ten seconds to pack up."

Before he finished speaking, the other party couldn't wait to lie down and start gobbling down. The red thread was constantly being chewed into the boy's mouth and throat. This scene was both strange and disgusting in his eyes.

"Okay let's go."

The others have closed the red line, and Jiang Lan and others who are closest to the door have already taken the lead and are about to leave.

boom!

The bedroom door suddenly closed automatically without the wind. w, please keep in mind:,