Being targeted by the boss of the escape game

Chu Ling bent down to pick up the balls of paper and took them apart. Most of the balls of paper were soaked in blood so that the original words on them could not be read, and some of them could be read. What was written was rubbish, slut, don’t Facing bitch, go to hell, insulting language.

Who is this for?

"□□..." Chu Ling frowned, "This kind of vocabulary is usually used to insult women. It seems that there has been extremely bad campus bullying in this school, and it was still against a girl."

Lu Weixing unfolded one of the notes that said 'Go to hell quickly' and said, "Some people say that students are the simplest, and what these young people exude is the purest evil."

"They hurt others recklessly, sometimes without paying any price."

Lu Weixing looked at the ball of paper on the table and said: "Everything in the dungeon has a purpose, and it will not appear here for no reason.

"Campus bullying..."

Chu Ling murmured: "So this time the ghost is a student, in order to take revenge on his classmates who bullied him?"

Indeed, from these notes to the student who jumped to his death bizarrely, it is correct to think so, or most people should think so.

But for some reason, Chu Ling always felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing.

Lu Weixing looked at Chu Ling's frown, and said, "Do you think it's not like simple school bullying?"

Chu Ling: "Yes, it always feels very strange."

Lu Weixing said: "It's very strange, and this pair of binoculars, why is there a pair of binoculars in the student dormitory?"

A broken pair of binoculars turns up in an abandoned dormitory.

Chu Ling: "You said that the props in the dungeon are all useful, and they won't appear here for no reason."

Lu Weixing smiled and said, "You're a quick learner."

Chu Ling was a little embarrassed, but remembering about the statue, she said, "Let's go to the Wishing Pool first."

The two walked straight along the stone road of the school, and soon reached the wishing pool in the center.

The dappled sunlight fell on the stone statue. This statue was a little different from the Venus Chu Ling saw in real life. It was a little more girlish, with softer and more flexible facial lines.

However, the classic broken arm is the same. Venus in the form of a girl is endowed with a kind of incomplete beauty, which looks so dazzling. It is the god of love, the god of beauty, and the embodiment of all beauty.

Chu Ling looked up at the marble statue, her milky white cheeks were slightly flushed, which reminded him of what Wang Xinlei said, that Xiao Sanhui died here, in front of this stone statue, and she killed herself with an art knife , warm blood was sprayed on the stone statue, and it took three full months to wash it off.

That girl died here, what was she thinking before she died?Why do you have to die here?Why here?

The surface of the water is sparkling, and there are piles of coins at the bottom. I don’t know how many people have made wishes here. Could that Xiao Sanhui have made a wish?

Chu Ling looked at the water and whispered to herself: "As long as you make a wish, your dream will come true... Is there really such a wishing pool?"

"In everything there is a loss and a gain." Lu Weixing said, "Those who made a wish have paid the price, whether they are willing or not."

Chu Ling turned her head to look at Lu Weixing when she heard the words, and suddenly asked, "If it's true... what wish do you want?"

Lu Weixing looked at the surface of the water quietly, the fragmented sunlight covered the pool with a layer of gold, and said softly: "I want to—"

He turned his head to look at Chu Ling, and continued, "Day and night..."

Chu Ling: "... Get lost!"

Lu Weixing blinked slyly, a faint smile appeared in his dark eyes, and said, "If I want anything, I will get it myself."

If there is anything you want, will you get it yourself?

"But what if you don't have the ability?" Chu Ling asked.

Lu Weixing said lightly: "Then go get it when you have the ability."

"Yeah, if you don't have the ability, wait until you have the ability to get it."

While whispering, Chu Ling looked again at the marble statue in the afterglow of the scorching sun. The soft orange light shrouded the stone statue, as if covering Venus with a layer of tulle, so graceful.

Chu Ling frowned suddenly: "Hey, there seems to be something..."

"Is there?" Lu Weixing sniffed, but found nothing.

Chu Ling looked around for a while, scratching her head: "It seems that there is no more, it should be my illusion."

After speaking, he raised the binoculars in his hand and placed them in front of his eyes, his field of vision was pitch black, no different from before.

Did he think wrong?

Chu Ling sighed, but when he was about to put it down, there was a flash in the camera, and then something seemed to disperse, and he saw...

Chu Ling saw something vaguely. He stared desperately, only to see a statue of Venus appearing in the lens. The statue of Venus was covered in blood. The sticky flesh and blood painted the milky white statue red. , only the head is still white.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

It hurts, the eyeball hurts.

It was as if a sharp blade was stabbing into his eye, but he couldn't close it, it was an opportunity.

Chu Ling gritted his teeth and wanted to see more clearly. He adjusted the binoculars, and the camera moved down. He saw two people standing in front of the statue, one standing and the other kneeling.

The two seem to be talking. The standing one has short hair and looks like a boy, and the kneeling one has a bald head?

Are these two men?

"Snapped"

The vision returned to darkness again, Chu Ling heaved a sigh of relief, and finally couldn't help but close his eyes, tears streaming out of his eye sockets, he suspected that he was going blind.

Lu Weixing has been paying attention to Chu Ling's situation. Now when he saw the tear-stained face of the person in front of him, his heart skipped a beat, his red phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and two cold lights shot out. He hurriedly stepped forward to support Chu Ling's shoulder: "Ah Ling, What's wrong with you? What just happened?"

"Eyes..." Chu Ling gasped, "I just saw two men through the binoculars."

While enduring the pain, Chu Ling tried her best to control her tone, and repeated as completely and simply as possible: "There are two people standing in front of the statue, one with short hair, between 1.7 meters one and 1.7 meters five, wearing school uniforms, next to him There was also a boy with a bald head on his knees."

"Ha..." Chu Ling half-closed her eyes, grabbed the corner of Lu Weixing's clothes with one hand, and comforted, "Don't worry, I'm just a little... a little tired, I'll just take a rest."

"Don't talk, I'll take you back to the dormitory."

A pair of big hands covered Chu Ling's eyes, and the icy cold touch relieved the pain in his eyes a lot.

He snuggled up to Lu Weixing's chest with peace of mind, his heartbeat thumping, powerful and regular in his ears, like a lullaby, Chu Ling unconsciously fell asleep leaning against his arms.

Half asleep and half awake, Chu Ling felt as if two wet fingers were pressing on her eyelids, and those fingers gradually pressed down hard, as if trying to pull his eyeballs out.

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell." A murmur echoed in his ears.

The fingers were getting stronger and stronger, and his eyeballs were about to burst out. Chu Ling struggled desperately, trying to reach out and grab the hand that was pressing on his eyelids. He stretched out a hand and pulled it upwards. Ah, he caught it.

Chu Ling opened her eyes and found that the house was in a mess, with blood splattered everywhere, and so on, this was the scene when Zuo Sheng and Lin Xiaoliang died that day.

He looked up to the corner, and there was a solitary corpse lying there, the cold moonlight reflected his indifferent face, his brows and eyes were sharp like a sharp knife, it was Lu Weixing.

What does it mean?Experience the death of those two?

Before he could figure it out, Chu Ling woke up from the bed in the next second, and found that it was just a dream.

There was a bright moon hanging outside the window, and the room was dark and silent. The quilt next to him bulged into a human shape, and Lu Weixing had already fallen asleep.

"Da da da"

"Da da"

“Da da da da”

Before Chu Ling could relax, there was a regular knocking sound on the wall. Chu Ling was sleeping on the inside. He put his ear on the wall and found that the sound really came from his wall. The front of the sound should be hollow.

Is the person next door knocking?

Chu Ling stretched out a hand and knocked back tentatively.

"clatter"

really someone?

Chu Ling tapped twice along the other side, and the other side also knocked twice and came back.

He looked at the gray wall in front of him, and gently stroked it with his hand. When the dormitory was allocated, Lin Cuiwen and Xiao Ai lived on the left, and Yang Yue and Liu Min lived on the right.

It's so late, aren't Yang Yue and Liu Minjun still asleep?

There was no waiting for Chu Ling to knock back, and she knocked again as if she was unwilling to be lonely. Chu Ling was too lazy to continue arguing with these two people, pulled the quilt over her head and said: "These two people are so grown-up and still playing this kind of little thing. Children's tricks, not childish."

The knocking sound was insistent.

"Da da"

"Da da da"

Chu Ling was so annoyed by it that she couldn't fall asleep, she slammed the wall and cursed: "Stop knocking, go to sleep!"

There was silence in the room, and there was no sound from the opposite side for a long time.

Chu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to lie down, there was the sound of drums and drums beating from the next door.

"Da, da, da, da, da, da"