Perhaps stimulated by the death of their companions, the boy ghost is now desperate to survive, and he doesn't want to face the colonel at all, he just wants to hurry back to each house to find his mother.

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 in, and urge them: "Hurry up, this thing doesn't matter, I've tried countless times It's okay, don't be hypocritical."

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

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

I didn't see the scene of blood flowing in the female dormitory, it was a little disappointing.

Crossing this bedroom, you enter another hallway - from the layout point of view, this is exactly the same as 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, so the double 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 it is on the same floor and the same copy, it is actually divided into two "examination rooms" for men and women. The test information does not reveal that there is another party. The ghosts, they may not find it here at all.

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

"This should be where candidates initially entered."

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

The house was scorched black, 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, hehe 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 It belongs to them. These unlucky roommates still don't know the situation and dare not kill us... Later, the other candidates thought of a ruthless move and directly locked our brothers in the dormitory and set them on fire A clean one."

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

Speaking of this, he grinned and plucked his hair and showed everyone: "Look at my body, it is the guy with the fire power at that time. Maybe there are powers. Be more tenacious than ordinary people, you don't know how long he struggled at that time... 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 waiting to be slaughtered. It’s just pork. Haha, it’s a pity that in the eyes of those ghosts in the Academic Affairs Office, you are not the same, stupid monsters.”

When the words "stupid monster" came out of the gap between his teeth, No. 7's eyes were full of deep disgust, not only for the boy ghosts, but for the entire group of ghosts.

Jiang Lan sighed: "In the game world, 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 death and danger, and all we can do is to live as much as possible. At least don't die in the hands of such idiots."

Boy ghost: "…"

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

Guo Guo whispered: "Actually not necessarily, there are many kinds of NPCs. Some are malicious to people, and some are kind."

Zhang You held her hand to remind 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 been too long, the memory is not good, maybe it's not this bedroom, that's 920 It's gone!"

This is a candidate who died in the copy.

The boy ghost kicked the corpse away as usual, and the body shrank and disappeared inside the door. 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.

Bedroom 920 looks even more tragic than the other two bedrooms.

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

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

"Ah, found it!"

"What are you doing?"

Did not get an answer, Tang Xinjue didn't want to wait patiently, and just sucked it out with the toilet.

Who would have expected it to come out with the boy's ghost's head, and a mass of red silk thread that he was desperately chewing in his mouth.

—is this?

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!

With the swallowing of the red silk thread, the boy's rotting body slowly changed. 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.

"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 for a long time. Time to eat a little more. And you need to dig the ground to get it. My hands are rotten and I can only dig so many holes. You can take as much as you can. "

After saying that, he lowered his head again, put 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 a flamethrower, 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 are the most suitable for breaking the ground. At the same time, No. 7 also came out, and a dagger appeared with a flick of her wrist. This was the first time she showed her own weapon. .

"You dismantle and I dig."

Number 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, a lot...here too!"

, dig it out and you can feel the hot temperature on it.

Seeing the results, the speed of the crowd is getting faster and faster, the ground has been dug up more and more area, the large areas of exposed red lines make the boys drool, and the turbid eyes shine straight , if it weren't for the fear that everyone was 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 encountered a red line. She covered the 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 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 careful to wear gloves and never touch directly..."

"Ah!"

No. 5 suddenly exclaimed, and everyone looked over immediately, only to see that she fell to the ground, the glove on her hand was cut at some point, and the blood beads dribbled down along the gap Dropped, a drop fell on the red line and was 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 cut it 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 pulled the red line first. Put it 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 she thought about it again, she 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 at him: "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 weird and disgusting.

"Okay let's go."

Others have closed the red line, 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 wind.