The Trial Game of Life

While resting in the shade, Tang Cuo got another big black umbrella in the grass. Some careless ghost left it here. When he opened it, there was a safety talisman hanging inside.

A peace talisman with blood-colored characters drawn from the palace of King Guang of Qin.

Considering that he is also a ghost now, Tang Cuo did not take away the peace talisman.After resting for a while, when his health recovered a little, he walked through the streets with a big black umbrella, sunglasses and rain boots. No one could see that he was a "disabled" person with less than 30% of his health.

This time he walked to the signboard smoothly, but unfortunately, there was neither the switch in the dream nor the phylactery.He walked around the signboard, carefully searched every corner, but did not trigger any plot.

Could it be that I was thinking wrong?Is the signboard an ordinary signboard?

Tang Cuo didn't believe in evil, he believed in his intuition, maybe there was some mystery in this signboard.So he tapped the still-lit signboard with the hilt of his sword, which seemed to be hollowed out inside.

"Tu, duk." Amidst the sound of knocking, the signboard with Meng characters flashed, but it was also broken.Now "Ghost Academy" has become "Ghost Academy", there is nothing wrong with it, on the contrary, it is more down-to-earth.

This also proves from the side that the signboard is really an ordinary signboard. It is just because it is in the very center of the college, and it is tall, big and bright, so Tang Cuo can see it no matter where he stands.

Tang Cuo also knew that according to the normal thinking, he should put down the sign at this time, walk out of the dead end and try to track down the murderer.

But he doesn't.

The warrior holding a black umbrella left the roof, walked downstairs from the dormitory, wandered around the school, and found the logistics department.The logistics department is actually not far from the dormitory building, but hidden behind tall trees, it looks like a small wooden house that no one cares about.

The doors and windows of the cabin were closed, and looking in through the gaps in the curtains, there was a drowsy old ghost inside.

Tang Cuo slammed the door several times, but didn't wake him up.Instead, I searched around, found a broken fan from the pile of discarded old things, and pulled out an iron wire from the broken fan.

He went back to the door of the logistics department, inserted the wire into the keyhole, and after a few seconds, there was a "click", and the door opened.

"Bang!" The door panel slapped on the door and bounced back again and again. The old man finally woke up with a start. He looked at Tang Cuo with his cloudy eyes. The eye sockets seemed to be about to dissolve, and half of the eyeballs fell out.

"Same, classmate?" The old man was in shock.

"The school's signboard is broken, why not fix it?" Tang Cuo said concisely.

"Ah, you said that. It suddenly broke down a few days ago. I came to report for repairs, but the old man can't repair it. If it breaks, it will break." The old man shook his head, waved his hands, and said, "It's okay for the old man to draw a talisman. I can't be an electrician anymore, I won't be able to be an electrician in this life. Classmate, I think you are very young, do you want to try it?"

Tang Cuo: "Yes."

The old man: "Then wait a minute, I remember I have an electrician's toolbox, I'll find it for you."

After finishing speaking, the old man looked for it in this small hut. He lowered his head, and his eyeballs seemed to be in danger of falling out of it at any time.I don't know how long the things in this room have been piled up, and when there is a lot of rummaging, it is full of dust.

After a while, the old man finally pulled out a toolbox from the corner, turned around, and saw Tang Cuo standing in the shadow behind the door, his eyes covered by his bangs, and his pale face was expressionless.

"Ouch!" The old man covered his heart and exclaimed, his eyeballs finally fell out of their sockets, bounced on the ground, and landed at Tang Cuo's feet.

He complained aloud: "You scared me to death."

Tang Cuo: "..."

Tang Cuo's feet hesitated between "should I step on his eyeballs?", but his eyes were fixed on the toolbox in the old man's hand, and he stopped suddenly.It was a long wooden box, slightly smaller than the wooden box for red wine, the color of black walnut, and the body of the box was painted with complicated red patterns, just like——

Crimson phylactery.

He immediately stepped forward and snatched the tool box, carefully examining the patterns on it.

The old man hurriedly picked up the eyeball on the ground, and finally turned his head to stare at him: "What's the matter with you, classmate, you don't have any respect for the old and the young, my eyeball fell off, you don't help me pick it up, just kick it... ..."

Tang Cuo turned a deaf ear, half-kneeled on the ground, poured out all the contents of the wooden box, and finally found a red seal at the bottom of the wooden box, and the name of Crimson was engraved on the seal.

He was silent for a long time, and he didn't respond to the old man's yells from behind. He just thought——Jiang He is really a genius for hiding things.

Tang Cuo originally wanted to destroy the wooden box directly, so as not to have long nights and dreams, but thought that there might be some useful information hidden in Crimson, so he temporarily put away the wooden box.

Then he bid farewell to the old man, took the tools and returned to the roof to repair the signboard.

You have to ask him why he must repair the signboard, and he will answer you that it belongs to the detective's intuition.Although Tang Cuo didn't graduate from high school, he was a miscellaneous expert. He could do divination, pick locks, and fix electric lights.

Half an hour later, all the signboards were finally repaired, and the four characters of "Ghost Academy" were all lit up, and the light was even brighter than before.Looking up, it coincided with the rising of the blood moon.

Tang Cuo put away his umbrella, stood on the top of the building and looked down. He had a panoramic view of everything in the academy.

Students in the two dormitory buildings woke up one after another. Not many woke up at first, only three or two kittens. It was obviously too early for everyone to wake up normally.

But the screams that followed broke the calm, and another ghost was found dead in the dormitory.

Tang Cuo was not the only one who was killed during the day.

But the atmosphere in the school is subtly different from yesterday's. Yesterday's screams were full of panic and tension, but today's screams were extraordinarily violent and cold.

The whole school was full of ghosts, and even the night became extraordinarily heavy.

Tang Cuo experienced this change with his heart, and looked at the repaired signboard involuntarily.The only difference between yesterday and today is the signboard, from "Meng Gui" to "Meng Gui", is it a literal difference?

Just like the dungeon title "Someone Under the Bed".There are real people under the bed, and the ghost school is really full of ghosts.

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo had a flash of inspiration and opened the system panel again.

【character】

No. K27216: Tang Cuo

Character Points: 0

Force: 187

Intelligence: 146

Charisma: 88

Rating: A

Health: 99%

Soul shock index: 9

Mr. Mighty: Get the ghost buff, and increase all quality by 30%

* Survival is not easy, please continue to work hard.

Tang Cuo slightly raised his eyebrows.

The dungeon still has this kind of gameplay.Under the ghost buff, not only did he get a 30% bonus, but the soul shock index plummeted, and even his health recovered to 99%.At the same time, the ghosts of the whole school have been strengthened, which means that this group of timid and cute ghost students may not be afraid of people now.

really interesting.

Mr. Crow, who was peeping in the dark, twisted his mouth in anger.He cursed Tang Cuo in a low voice, and cursed Jiang He in a low voice. These self-proclaimed smart players always take shortcuts and don't respect dungeons at all.

Although he didn't set up the dungeon, Mr. Crow is still angry.

He felt his blacklist wasn't getting the respect it deserved.

But Mr. Crow can't question Eternal Night City. To question Eternal Night City is to question the God he respects, so he can only pour out his complaints to his colleagues.

"Tell me about you, the dignified warden, why do you always hide in the small monitoring room and watch secretly? Your fun is not aboveboard at all."

It was still the same monitoring room as last time, and the monitoring screen was changed from "Human World" to "Birth of Gods and Demons".On the fifth lotus day, Lin Yandong was still sitting cross-legged in the sandy sea under the night, with his hands clasped together, a string of Buddhist beads hanging from the tiger's mouth, and his eyes closed to pray.

The huge golem covered the sky and the sun, like a cage surrounding him.The six-character mantra resembling the roar of a vajra lion continued to be suppressed, and each word seemed to weigh a thousand catties, oppressing his head and shoulders until he was pressed into the dark underground, crushing every inch of his bones.

The corner of his mouth overflowed with blood, and in just five lotus days, he was already haggard, with white hair growing on his temples.The baggy clothes were worn on him, as if wrapped in a skeleton frame, the hem of the clothes was lifted by the wind, and the ribs protruded.

Only his expression was still peaceful, as if no matter what suffering could crush him.

Xiao Tong did not respond to Mr. Crow's words, his eyes fell on the white hair on Lin Yandong's sideburns, and he held the coffee in his hand, which had already cooled down.

Mr. Crow persistently made noise beside him, Xiao Tong couldn't bear it anymore, and finally threw the coffee cup out, almost splashing him all over.

"You grumpy warden!" Mr. Crow yelled angrily.

"You don't want to see your crimson, what are you doing here." The warden became irritable, and the interrogative sentence directly turned into a declarative sentence, making Mr. Crow shiver from the cold.

"01724 is about to be killed by them, what do you want me to see, Mr. Crow? See how happy they are, it's ridiculous!" Mr. Crow with his wings on his hips, accused angrily, "You shouldn't have let 01724 out!"

Xiao Tong glanced at him coldly, "I haven't asked you yet, why did you give the black hat water and let him get the NO.12 movement. If there is no movement, he would not be able to open the Dream Infinite Market, and Chong Yanzhang would not be able to do so." It is possible to get an amnesty from the fantasy market."

Mr. Crow was at a loss for words.

Xiao Tong sat up straight, approaching Mr. Crow with an awe-inspiring aura, "Dream Infinity Market not only sold the Amnesty Order, but also the Nameless Blade. I don't believe you don't know what dungeons the black hat has experienced, you You have been secretly fueling the flames, trying to find Him, right?"

"What do you know!"

"It turns into anger from embarrassment, it seems that I am right."

Mr. Crow didn't want to talk to him anymore, he became angry and ran away in anger. When he ran away, he didn't forget to say a cruel sentence, "They will come to District G to find Lin Yandong soon, and you still open the back door for Lin Yandong, hmph, let me see how you deal with them !"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Crow disappeared into the monitoring room.

But Xiao Tong didn't care about his words, he turned back to look at Lin Yandong in the surveillance screen, his eyes fell on his temples again, and he was silent for a long time.

The moment he saw his gray temples, Xiao Tong had the feeling that time flies for a long time.Those memories that were deeply locked in my mind were revealed again, as if it was yesterday, but it was so long ago that it faded away.

It has been a long time since they came to Eternal Night City.

Decades of time pass by in the blink of an eye, the face is immortal, and the soul is easy to age.