Daring! She cheated in the thriller game

[Hehe.] Yu Lan narrowed her eyes and smiled like a fox: [What are you afraid of? I didn't activate the little paper man. I didn't see or hear anything. You didn't suffer any loss.]

But you got the information out of him.

Alvin sighed deeply. The Lord God was right. Humans were really cunning.

Fortunately, Yu Lan did not activate the little paper man, otherwise everything would be exposed. This incident scared Erwin so much that he broke into a cold sweat and decided to strengthen the magic circle in his house in a while to prevent Yu Lan from doing anything again.

Erwin was probably angry and didn't want to talk to Yulan anymore. Yulan didn't care and continued to sit on the chair and cut paper.

After Gu Yan and Hang Hang finished packing, they came to Yu Lan's dormitory. They saw Yu Lan cutting paper and picked it up to look at it curiously: "Is this how you control those faceless people?"

Is it so simple to make, just cut out a paper figure shape and draw a talisman on it?

"Don't underestimate how easy it is to make. If you make a mistake when drawing the talisman, it will be a disaster. Not everyone can do it." Yu Lan whispered, "People of my generation have been learning this for a long time, and not everyone can succeed."

"Wow." Seeing this, Gu Yan asked curiously, "How long did it take you to learn this?"

Yu Lan curled up the corners of her lips and smiled obediently: "I succeeded on my first try."

Yu Lan's tone was very casual when she spoke, as if she was talking about something very simple, but she could not hide the boasting on her face.

Gu Yan silently clenched his fists, wanting to hit someone.

"Oh, forget it. I won't draw anymore. This should be enough." Yu Lan cleaned up the table and counted the paper figures she had drawn. There were about three or four hundred of them, which should be enough.

She had originally made more than a thousand little paper figures, thinking that these would be enough for her to use until she left the game world. However, she didn't expect that this copy would use up all her inventory. It was so abominable!

It’s free to buy materials!

"Xiao Yu, did this female ghost say anything?" Hang Hang wanted to reach out and touch Mei Qimeng's hair, but he pulled his hand back in fear.

"No." Yu Lan looked at Mei Qimeng: "Did she say she wanted to come out?"

Mei Qimeng shook her head and said, "No, she is very quiet in there and doesn't want to communicate with me."

"Then just ignore her and lock her up first." Yu Lan raised the little paper figure between her fingers, and Mei Qimeng let go of her hair with understanding.

The female ghost inside wanted to escape immediately the moment Mei Qimeng's hair loosened, but Yu Lan blocked her way and trapped her in the little paper man.

"Senior Sister, why bother?" Yu Lan sighed and shook her head, picked up the little paper man from the ground and placed it on the table.

She stretched, a tear falling from her eyes due to sleepiness: "Okay, she can't escape, let's go to bed first."

Gu Yan and Hang Hang looked at the faceless man blocking the door, then glanced at Mei Qimeng and the nameless female ghost in the room, and could only follow him to bed.

I hope nothing unexpected happens.

Yu Lan told Mei Qimeng to remember to wake her up before dawn. She wanted to remove the formation of the entire school at dawn, otherwise it would consume too much mana, and it would be useless even if she drank the medicine given to her by Alvin.

At four o'clock in the morning, there was suddenly a noise outside the door of dormitory 404.

Mei Qimeng looked outside the door vigilantly, her hair sticking out from the crack in the door.

Li Xizhao was a little surprised to see Mei Qimeng's hair. He reached out and wrapped his hand around a strand of hair, leaving a cut on his finger.

He didn't care about the blood on his hand and said expressionlessly, "I'm looking for Yu Lan."

After a while, a mass of densely tangled black hair stretched out from the crack in the door and gradually solidified into a human shape. Mei Qimeng looked at Li Xizhao coldly and said, "Xiao Yu is asleep, what can I do for you?"

"I just want to tell her that the formation can be lifted." Li Xizhao paused and looked into Mei Qimeng's eyes: "Don't you want to kill her?"

Mei Qimeng frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"I think you should know that if you kill Yu Lan and eat her flesh and blood, you can obtain her magic power." Li Xizhao sneered: "Yes, maybe you don't know how powerful Yu Lan is... She is the most talented person in the metaphysical world in hundreds of years. She can control ghosts at the age of ten, and she can set up a magic circle that requires five people to complete soon after she became an adult. As long as you eat it, your strength will skyrocket..."

"I don't care about that." Mei Qimeng interrupted Li Xizhao and said, "Even if I eat her and become stronger, so what? I volunteered to stay with Yu Lan not for the pursuit of power."

She had been alone behind the mirror for too long, and she just wanted some company, even if Yu Lan could only live to 20.

"Are you doing this voluntarily?" Li Xizhao showed a surprised expression on his face. He didn't expect Mei Qimeng to follow Yu Lan voluntarily. In his previous understanding, people like Yu Lan who could control ghosts all forced the ghosts to sign a contract regardless of their will. No ghost would voluntarily follow the Taoist priest.

"Yes, she volunteered. Is there any problem?" The door behind Mei Qimeng was opened a crack. Yu Lan was holding the door frame with her eyes still closed, obviously not awake yet.

She yawned loudly and said, "Why did you come to see me?"

Li Xizhao was silent for a while, then said, "You can unlock the magic circle now. I have finished my investigation."

"Thank you." Yu Lan clasped her hands together and bowed to express her gratitude. The news came at the right time. She couldn't sleep well just now because she had to be careful to prevent any accidents from happening during her sleep. Now if the magic circle could be removed, she could sleep well.

Yu Lan clasped her hands together and chanted a spell in a low voice. A light golden magic circle appeared in her palms, which was a smaller version of the magic circle in the sky.

Yu Lan clenched her palms, and golden light drifted out from between her fingers: "Okay."

"Alas, I always feel like I have kidney deficiency." Yu Lan leaned on Mei Qimeng as if she had no bones. She opened one eye and looked at Li Xizhao: "Is everything okay? Well, if you have something to say, you don't have to tell me. I believe you are also very sleepy. How about this, you go downstairs, turn right, go back to your dormitory and have a nap. We will discuss your problem together tomorrow morning after you get up."

Yu Lan kept chattering and didn't even give Li Xizhao a chance to speak. By the time he reacted, Yu Lan had already closed the door, leaving him standing alone outside.

Li Xizhao: ......

Forget it.

Li Xizhao glanced at the door of dormitory 404 with an ambiguous look, then went downstairs to his dormitory and went to bed to rest.

In fact, he doesn't need to rest now, but for some reason, after chatting with Yu Lan, he always feels powerless...

While Yu Lan and the others were resting, the faceless men in every corner of the school slowly returned to their original appearance, and then returned to their original positions in a daze. Until the next day, when they opened their eyes again, everything was the same as usual.

"Xiao Yu, do you want to go to class together?"

There was a knock on the door. Yu Lan sat up from the bed, her hair a mess like a chicken coop.

Gu Yan and Hang Hang had already gotten up early. Seeing that Yu Lan looked very tired last night, they wanted to let her sleep a little longer, but they didn't know that Yu Lan's class had an early morning class.

Seeing that Yu Lan still had her eyes closed, Gu Yan reminded her quietly, "It's Xiao Wen and the others."

"Ah." Yu Lan responded after a while, then she shouted at the top of her voice: "You guys go ahead, I haven't packed yet."

"Okay, hurry up, it's almost eight o'clock." Xiaowen and a few others responded outside the door, and then left to go to class.

Yu Lan fell on the bed and wailed in pain. Why did she have to attend classes after entering the dungeon? It had to be so realistic.

It’s still eight o’clock!

Hang Hang suppressed his laughter and knocked on Yu Lan's bed: "Xiao Yu, don't sleep anymore, get up quickly."

"Why didn't you get up earlier?" Yu Lan looked down at Hang Hang from the bed with resentment, making him feel uncomfortable.

Hang Hang scratched his head and said, "We don't have any this week...why don't you check your schedule so you don't forget the class time next time."

Yu Lan sighed, got up, washed up, and took a look at her class schedule.

I found that my classes for the next week were packed with classes from 8 am to 7 pm.

That is to say, in addition to the class that starts at eight in the morning, she has two classes at seven in the evening and no classes in the afternoon.

What a torturous class time this is.

"You should leave early. The counselor will come to check on the class on the first day." Hang Hang said with considerable experience. Hearing this, Yu Lan hurriedly quickened her pace and did not forget to light a stick of incense for Mei Qimeng's tablet before leaving.

After going downstairs, Yu Lan rode Gu Yan's bicycle and hurried to the classroom before the bell rang. Fortunately, Gu Yan had a car, otherwise it would take too long to walk from the old school building to the teaching building, and she would definitely be late.

Xiaowen and a few others took up seats for her, and Yu Lan was not polite. As soon as she sat down, she heard a few girls discussing what happened last night.

"I didn't sleep very well last night, how about you?"

"Me too... I was planning to have some fun with Xiaoyu last night, but after watching the welcome party, I felt really tired and fell asleep right after I got home."

"Yeah, I was exhausted last night." Yu Lan echoed with resentment. Xiao Wen saw that Yu Lan didn't look very well, so she asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"Alas." Yu Lan sighed again. Although her strength could be made up with recovery potions, her mental fatigue could not be made up with potions. She was not in a very good mental state right now.

It's like all the energy has been sucked out of me.

Seeing this, the others said, "Why don't you take a good rest tonight? We can get together again another day."

"It's okay." Yu Lan yawned and said, "I don't have classes this afternoon, I'll just take a nap."

Xiao Wen secretly glanced at the podium and whispered, "Actually, you can take a nap now. We will help you watch over it."

Yu Lan looked embarrassed: "This is not good..."

"What's wrong with that?" Xiaowen gestured to Yu Lan to look at the people in the back row of the classroom. Everyone in the back two rows were lying down.

Yulan: ...

College students are so casual in class...

Yu Lan was still a little embarrassed. Although this was a dungeon, it was the first class after all: "Well... I'll sleep when I really can't hold on any longer."

Not long after, the bell rang and the teacher walked into the classroom following the sound of the bell.

The teacher was a middle-aged man who looked very easygoing. He glanced at the students who were sleeping in the back row of the classroom and said nothing more. He just knocked on the podium and said, "I will start calling the roll now. Students in the back row, please don't fall asleep until after the roll call."

Upon hearing this, the students at the back sat up one after another, looked at the teacher on the podium with sleepy eyes, and went back to sleep after their names were called.

Yulan: ...

Is it really okay to be so casual?

The first class was Marxism, not their major. Perhaps for this reason, the teacher did not pay much attention to the students, as if he was used to this kind of thing.

Even so, Yu Lan still stared at the blackboard despite her sleepiness.

There's no way around it. This is the habit she brought over from the past, and she can't do something like sleeping in class.

Seeing that Yu Lan was really sleepy, Erwin put down his work and said, "Miss Yu, do you want to chat?"

[What to talk about?] Yu Lan perked up slightly. She had always been curious about the follow-up of Erwin's story: [Do you want to tell me the story you didn't finish last time?]

Erwin choked and shook his head: [No... there's nothing interesting about that story. ]

[But I want to hear what happened next.] Yu Lan sighed and said, [So what happened to the elf later?]

Erwin was silent for a long time, so long that when Yulan began to feel sleepy again, he heard the cold sound of the machine ringing in his head again.

Erwin's emotions could not be heard from the cold machine voice. He said in a steady tone: [The elf didn't have a good life afterwards. I'm afraid you'll be upset after hearing this, so forget it.]

Yu Lan also noticed that something was wrong with his mood, so she changed the topic and said, "Okay, then why don't you talk to me about something else... How about telling me about what happened at work?"

Erwin smiled bitterly: [Allow me to refuse, Miss Yu, are you trying to find out my identity from my words? ]

Seeing that her little trick had been exposed, Yu Lan directly admitted: [Yes. ]

【Let me refuse. 】

In fact, it's not that he can't tell it, but...his daily work may be too boring for others. He just follows the script numbly every day. It's really not interesting. Telling it out will only make Yu Lan more confused.

No, except for one job.

Erwin looked at Yu Lan on the screen, and the corners of his mouth curled up subconsciously: [On the contrary, I am very interested in your previous life. Can you tell me about it? ]

[It’s possible...] Yu Lan hesitated for a while and said: [But when you listen to me telling you this, don’t you feel like you are listening to a horror story?]

【What? 】

[Just...] Yu Lan thought for a long time and said hesitantly: [After all, I am a celestial master, and you are a ghost, right? I will assume that you are a ghost. For a ghost like you to listen to a celestial master talk about her work experience is like a person listening to how an executioner kills people, right?]