Although Yuyan's father still could not understand what sacrifice was, and did not find a way to solve their 'connection', he found the source of sacrifice.

It is indeed a tribe that worships water, offering sacrifices to a mysterious monster.

Yuyan's father only regarded this as a whim of a woman, but he still tried his best.

"I'm glad you want to know about my work." Yu Yan's father, Jing Yi, was excited to hide in the action of constantly wiping his glasses.

"I've always wanted to know," Yu Yanjun said. "it's a great job." Now she's pretty sure.

Neither Ren Yifei nor Yu Yan told the professor the plight they were in.

"although my father studies this, he doesn't believe it. Plus he needs to stay there and work, and I don't want to worry him. Moreover, I do not know what to say, I am very confident. " The jade is full of admiration.

The girl was a little naive and optimistic. She didn't have a direct fear. It was really hard to imagine what kind of feeling it was.

Although Zhao Rui has died many times, her heart is stronger than her appearance. Although it wasn't long before she saw the dead, she didn't get depressed and flinched, and she was able to joke with them at this time.

Huh?. Wait, wait

"Zhao Rui, do you remember what happened to us at the milk tea shop?"

"what? A party? " Zhao Rui asked.

"No, it's nothing. I just suddenly remembered that they had been quarrelling for a long time in the milk tea shop." In the end, Ren Yifei affirmed that Zhao Rui could restore calm at once, not because she was good at self-regulation, but because she had 'forgotten' the player who died drinking milk tea.

In this way, the three dead people who are still hotly discussed by the majority of students are not players at all, but npc.

In addition, the reason why the school has been slow to respond to the sudden death of so many students has also been found-the existence of the game will disappear after the death of the player.

So, for schools and other students, the dead players are not students, the dead npc players are.

"what are you thinking?"

Ren Yifei returned to the god and found that the two had been calling him for a long time.

"I was thinking, in terms of time, we and Chen Rui were the first to speak in the group, but he died and we didn't." Ren Yifei typed in the group, "what is it that keeps us alive?"

"it's Yu Yan. She grabbed me." Zhao Rui answered.

"not only, the boy who attacked someone yesterday was also stopped, but he seems to be completely under control."

"it's the will." Yu Yan suddenly replied, "Human will can stimulate the potential of the body and create miracles."

Will? It seems to make some sense from this direction.

Since the mysterious existence of last night's dream, Ren Yifei has vaguely understood the cause of other people's death.

The behemoth in the dark is chaotic, crazy and disordered around the behemoth. Human beings who occasionally fall in love with it are easily affected by this force.

Mysterious existence never takes the initiative to do anything, but it exists there, and it is a kind of harm to the vulnerable human beings who are close to it.

The more talented people are affected, the more affected they are.

But if this person is strong-willed and not easily influenced by others, even if he is affected, he will preserve a trace of reason and get a chance to save himself.

Another group at this time.

"at the beginning of all the chaos, it is the source of someone's exploration of some unknown territory. At present, human beings do not have the strength to fight directly, but he chooses to take shortcuts. "

Chen Shen in the group said, "only by stopping this shortcut, things can be completely over."

"of course we know, but now that the vice president himself doesn't understand, where are we going to find it?" The members of the group are depressed one by one. Although they have forgotten the incident of the dead in the morning, the influence of npc who died yesterday is still there, and their mood has not calmed down.

In particular, Chen Rui's death had the greatest impact on them. A living person they knew died as a result of this boring sacrificial performance, who could turn his head like an idle man?

As a result, more than a dozen pictures appeared in the group the next second.

Ren Yifei was surprised to see those pictures. There are some hieroglyphs on these pictures, and there are corresponding modern Chinese explanations on the side.

Yes, that's right, the ones that Yuyan's father showed them.

"this is a part of the hieroglyphics I found in the sacrifice, and then I asked a professional to translate it. These words belong to an ancient tribe in the border area of Yunnan Province. Their active period was 2000 years ago, and modern times have been silent. But do not ask whether there are any descendants left. "

Next, Chen Shen also introduced some of the situation of this tribe, such as the worship of water, the tradition of offering sacrifices, which is similar to that of Yuyan's father, but not so specific and detailed, so it seems that experts have really been hired.

The materials she prepared touched the hearts of the members of the group. They had only politely asked her to be the leader of the group, but they had to sincerely shout for the master.

"Master, can you even find this person? You're amazing. "

The confused lambs were excited by the fact that he had found the leader. Although the shadow of death is still there, he now knows where the damn sacrifice came from.

"so is there a solution now?"

"the sacrifice has been completed, the connection has been established, and the culprit has not yet been caught. What we need to do now is to do two things: one is to go in the opposite direction, and the other is to be good at finding friends. " Chen Shen is like a child who teaches young children in the garden, analyzing and explaining them word for word, for fear that they will not understand them.

In fact, what she means is that what kind of person is easy to be chosen, try to make it difficult to be chosen. Talent can not change this thing, but you can try to be in a daze, do not think about creative things, so that their own Lingtai clear.

The second is to find a trustworthy friend and be inseparable from now on-as it was before the matter was over. In this way, friends still have a chance to give a hand when they are affected and hallucinate.

Stupid is the basic operation for some low-level players to shout "wonderful". It's stupid, but it works.

Ren Yifei saw that Chen Shen wanted to turn these people into "one of his own", and he threw out these baits. But what's the use if they just become 'our own people'?

Unable to guess Chen Shen's plan, Ren Yifei simply closed the crowd and climbed down from the bed.

There is a transparent plastic box on his rack with scrapers and clay in it, and he has an impulse to create if it allows him to buy monsters during the day.

He also connected his phone to a charging cord, adjusted the angle of the camera, and turned on the video recording in selfie mode.

Ren Yifei knows a little sculpture, but if he doesn't reach the professional level, he can at most take it out to flatter people. But when he picked up the boxy clay in his hand, he allowed himself to devote himself fully to his creation.

He may have been acting at first, but when he really put his mind into it, he felt a wonderful pleasure.

Ren Yifei did not have clay toys in his childhood. When he grew up, he bought a lot of clay dolls and handmade dolls because of the compensation psychology. But he was not so happy, as if he were giving new life to this piece of soil.

He carefully made sharp claws and powerful hind legs for the monster, the blurred memory suddenly became clear, and the sensation appeared!

He pretended that he didn't know anything, as if he were addicted to the world of sculpture. In his brain, many forgotten things are triggered.

The surrounding environment seems to be weakening and the space is slightly distorted. He can feel that he is the shortcut to step into that one, looking at each other in the spiritual world and the unspeakable existence.

At some point, his world became pure black and white. However, there is no other color here, only endless ash, Ren Yifei is depressed.

Where is this place? Is it a passage established by ghosts using sacrifices?

Those small black and white squares are combined into a gray world, and these things look depressed and depressed, and Ren Yifei, who is in it, feels depressed and depressed.

In his recollection, all the frustrating feelings appeared, condensed into a big dark cloud, floating rain in the bottom of his heart.

He thought of a rainy day, or maybe it wasn't a rainy day, but he was lying in bed with his wrists cut and his ears ticking blood flowing and falling.

His spirit is going to leave him with him, and he thinks it's okay to die like this.

There was a red ring on Ren Yifei's wrist, and he awoke from that depressed and melancholy mood.

"is this where members' madness or fear or despair come from?"

He felt that there were extreme emotions that were more likely to get lost, and those emotions excited him and forced him to take the strongest posture.

The predicament of being trapped peeled off together with the skin of Zhang Zhengyuan, and the remaining unlocked emotions were sealed and rushed out in this special environment, and he was returning to his heyday.

Ren Yifei closed his eyes and sighed contentedly.

His strength continued to rise, but his desires soared without restraint, with destruction, chaos, killing, violence, madness, and the aura of evil surrounding him.

The power of evil expels the good, the beast drives out the human nature, and Ren Yifei turns into an inhuman 'evil ghost'.

He stood in nothingness, his white hair like snow dancing in the wind, his eyes as red as his lips, and he seemed to be wearing a black robe, but if he looked closely, he could see the tiny black holes on the black robe.

This is not a black robe at all, but a carrier of countless broken little world grievances.

The black robe is rolled over, the lower robe has no feet, and it is empty.

Ren Yifei showed his long, thin fingers, and his pointed and long fingernails hooked a piece of white bone from the empty sky. He put it on, revealing only his lips smeared with blood.

Sealed he is a person, unsealed he is a 'ghost'.

Devouring the great villain system and accepting all the evil it carries, he becomes an evil creature walking on the earth, like the mysterious power of this copy.

Human beings can not love his real body, he will be affected, become extreme and desire soars.

However, there is no one here. Ren Yifei squinted his eyes and walked out of the small circle before him.

He did not see the "mysterious power" sealed off in the dark, but saw some "people". The shadows of those who have been affected by the day seem to have been left behind.

He even saw Zhao Rui turning in circles in the nothingness world, and his face was full of despair.

"are these shadows the connection between npc and here?" When Ren Yifei looked at him, he thought he should help him with a little help, which was easy for him to do.

At the moment, however, his inner world is also deserted, and friendliness has become a concept like a piece of paper.

The human instinct to watch each other seems to have been removed from his blood. Ren Yifei was not interested, and he was bored at first.

In the direction of these shadows, Ren Yifei came to the end. He saw a special shadow, the role of Sam. He was very different, with red runes around his neck.

Sam looked confused, as if he had forgotten something he wanted and felt distressed.

"do you know who I am?" He asked about the air around him.

When there was no answer, Sam wanted to go, but something around his neck was embedded in his soul and he couldn't go anywhere.

"I have to go back. Someone is waiting for me."

Just then Ren Yifei appeared from nothingness, he saw Sam, and their eyes were opposite.

That thing around the neck. It seems to be a curse. It was supposed to fall on the character, but because Saman was in this body, his soul was forced to put this mark on him.

Ren Yifei's heart as cold and hard as a glacier seemed to crack, and a touch of anger was scattered in the gap.

"this is my belongings."

He was so annoying at the 'mark' that he stretched out his hand and tried to dig it up. His thin, long fingernails pierced his neck, and there was no blood, but it must have hurt, and Sam trembled slightly in pain.

But it was strange that Sam did not move, refused or resisted, and his eyes looked at him gently: "you have come to pick me up."

"you know me?"

Sam shook his head.

"it's awful." Ren Yifei felt a trace of pleasure again.

This is too rare, he is even more reluctant to give up his hand to others, this is his first choice, his belongings.

He went on digging, and his fingernails had already touched the 'mark' and were about to be removed directly. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in, and the space in front of him was directly broken, and the Saman in front of him disappeared unexpectedly.

"this is not what the 'mysterious power' is about, this is." Ren Yifei suddenly thought of something. But without waiting for him to move, he was thrown out, too.

When he woke up, he was still sitting in his dorm room, and the red rope was still deadlocked against his other emotions.

Ren Yifei held a clay sculpture in his hand, which would give him a hard push, and the clay sculpture would be pinched and deformed directly. He could hardly control his anger for a moment.

Wasteland, barren, Zhi, Jiao!