Welcome to the lock demon tower

After she said this, all the biscuits came back to their senses and figured out some flavors.

No matter what you say here, it's just a low-level demon-locking tower. These bloody things look scary, but they can't cause any actual damage.A real ghost often only needs a thought to hurt people.

Those who are willing to spend their time doing this are either perverted or have no confidence.

It can also be perverted and unassuming.

The back road was blocked tightly, and several people had no choice but to walk inside.

The floor of the student union office is not high, it is on the second floor.

He didn't meet anything along the way, his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and Qiao Que finally let go of his high-pitched heart.

Taking advantage of He Ping and the others walking a little further away, Zhao Kexin tugged on Qiao Que's sleeve, and asked softly, "You asked me to find a chance to tell everyone that my ability is yin and yang, and why?"

Qiao Que was still wiping his blood-stained head with a wet towel, and replied, "Sister Xin, can't you see dirty things? It's not a lie."

Zhao Kexin froze for a moment: "Yes, I'm not lying. But I remember I told you that I don't have yin and yang eyes. I can only see sins and merits. Dirty things riddled with sins are naturally fine, but some ghosts who died unjustly, Even if he is full of resentment, my eyes will be smeared, let alone an ordinary toilet brat, how can I see it."

Qiao Que immediately made a gesture of zippering his mouth, and sneaked a "shh", with a serious face: "Didn't you let everyone know that you are a Buddhist cultivator by saying that? You must know that yin and yang eyes exist in reality. sense, but it is the most useless skill in the Demon Locking Tower."

Zhao Kexin was stunned for a few seconds, and a ridiculous guess suddenly appeared in his head: "Are you suspicious..."

Jiang Luchi, who had been paddling beside him, coughed suddenly.

The two immediately shut their mouths instinctively, obediently like two quail cubs.

Qiao Que was furious in his heart: No matter how you say it, don't tell me, it's an overbearing clause.

438 puts the emphasis on very deliberately: "...Oh, host, don't tell me if you see through, it's the social rules of adults. After all, we have a serious national system of full, process, recording, audio, and what you said is too clear. It has a lot of influence. Not good, haha."

The light bulb in Qiao Que's head lit up, and Quiet Mimi wrote on his hand: Next time I will remind you to turn off the recording.

438 looked relieved: "Too smart!"

Qiao Que smiled smugly, and wanted to boast about himself, but suddenly he tripped under his feet, fell all over, and fell to the ground eating shit like a dog.

438: ... quickly withdraw the preface.

Qiao Que faced down and knocked his nose hard on the ground.He scratched his nose and looked up, his eyes were blurred, and there was a line of desolate nosebleeds.

"Xiao Qiao, are you alright, Xiao Qiao?" Zhao Ke wanted to laugh but felt embarrassed, so he sneered.

Qiao Que: ...

Hearing the movement, He Ping came over and told him as he walked: "Everyone pay attention to your feet, don't fall. Huh? Xiao Qiao, what is that?" He stared at a white stick-shaped unknown object at Qiao Que's feet, Probably also the culprit who tripped Qiao Que.

Qiao Que fell a little dazed, his brain was buzzing, his nose was burning, and his throat was full of rust, and he couldn't answer his question at all.

It was Zhao Kexin who picked up the thing with a smile, and held it in front of him to see it clearly.

Doctor Ding's expression changed instantly as he approached with a smile: "It's a human bone!"

"What?!" Zhao Kexin was frightened, and instinctively let go of the thing, and it flew heavily into Qiao Que's hands.

Qiao Que lowered his head, holding a long white human leg bone in his hand.

Then, the leg bone trembled in his hands for no reason.

Two seconds later, he rolled his eyes and passed out completely.

……

When Qiao Que woke up again, he didn't know where he was.

His head rested on his backpack, and his body was pressed against the cold floor tiles, which made his bones ache.

There was a severe pain in the base of the nose, and when I touched it, it was fine, not collapsed.

He sat up with his arms propped up...

I saw Zhao Kexin squatting beside him, eyes closed, clasped hands, chanting words, as if performing a spell for him.

Qiao Que: "...but sister Xin, I'm not dead yet."

...don't tell me you were chanting mantras to me just now.

Zhao Kexin said in surprise, "Xiao Qiao, you're awake, what are you talking about, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah. I'm sorry, Xiao Qiao, I'm all to blame for causing you to faint."

Qiao Que choked, and immediately retorted: "Nonsense! What do you mean by being stunned? I fainted from the fall!"

Zhao Kexin touched her hair: "Okay, okay... I fell dizzy, I fell dizzy..."

Qiao Que raised his hand, holding his forehead with a headache: "Don't say it, don't say it, it's too embarrassing. Can we turn the page... By the way, what are they doing?"

It seemed that he had not lost consciousness for a long time, except for Zhao Kexin and him, the rest of the people were five meters away, ping-pong-pong around a corner and knocking non-stop.

Zhao Kexin glanced over there, and answered casually: "Oh, it's not the leg bone you found, but suddenly jumped up by itself, knocking on the wall like a construction team, making people headache."

Qiao Que: ...I can even imagine how terrifying it was, why you said it so casually...

Zhao Kexin: "So later we decided to help him pry it open to see what's inside."

Qiao Que shivered silently: "What else can it be? Normal people can guess it..."

Isn’t it just a full set of skeletons, maybe there are some parts missing, and when the skull turned around in the end, will-o’-the-wisps: “I’m still missing a leg/hand/toe/finger, can you give me yours?”

Zhao Kexin thought for a long time, with a puzzled look on his face: "What could it be? Do you know?"

Qiao Que: ...

"I'm going, what is this! Hand? Hurry up, open this side too..."

"Brother He, come here quickly. Doctor Ding! Doctor Ding!..."

A commotion broke out there soon, and there seemed to be something in the tiled wall.

Qiao Que tightly closed his eyes, thinking to himself: Let me tell you, let me tell you, you weaklings who have never read ghost stories.

In the chaos, Jiang Luchi's voice pierced through the distance and came clearly and unmistakably, as cold as broken jade hitting a wall: "Qiao Que, come here when you wake up."

Qiao Que forced his eyes open and rubbed his cheeks with his hands: "Okay Brother Chi."

Then he stood up, thought for a while, covered his reddened nose with his hand, and ran over.

Jiang Luchi leaned aside, watching Qiao Que running over with his face covered, like a little squirrel covering its cheek pouch.

He looked away slightly and gestured to the side with his chin.

Qiao Que followed his direction and saw clearly the person lying on the ground covered in dirt.

He was stunned: "Zhang... Zhang Qiyang?!"

He Ping was also stunned: "Is this the student council president Zhang Qiyang you mentioned?"

Qiao Que stood still, all kinds of thoughts popping up in his head were constantly spinning and fighting, and the things that were very firm a few hours ago seemed to be overthrown in an instant.

He hesitated and took a step forward: "Is he still alive?"

Dr. Ding removed his hand from Zhang Qiyang's neck, nodded: "He's still alive." Then he answered everyone's most concerned question: "And it's human, that's right."

He Ping didn't understand at all now, he looked at Qiao Que: "What exactly does this operation mean?"

Qiao Que frowned and shook his head, peeking at Jiang Luchi secretly, just as he was about to say something, suddenly, there was a loud bang from the direction of the stairs.

This burst of loud noise seemed like an exploding bomb had been dropped downstairs, shaking the mountain for an instant, everyone's ears buzzed, and dust began to fall from the ceiling.

It's over, it's not good.It's been stabbed.The building is about to collapse.

This is everyone's first thought.

Not counting Jiang Luchi, who stayed out of the matter, He Ping was the only person who could be called calm. In the blink of an eye, he had a few thoughts, and immediately waved his hand and said loudly: "Don't panic! Bring this NPC, and everyone will follow me!" Get downstairs."

Several members of He Ping's team came back to their senses, the tallest man immediately squatted down, picked up Zhang Qiyang on his back as if he was carrying a bag of rice, followed behind He Ping, and ran down in a hurry.

Zhao Kexin reacted quickly and took the lead, and even picked up the bewildered Qiao Que.

She thought the unlucky child was stunned, but just as she pulled his arm, Qiao Que whispered in her ear: "Don't forget my words."

Zhao Kexin was slightly taken aback, and took time to glance at him while running.

Seeing him running wildly, he didn't know what he thought of, raised his eyebrows at Zhao Kexin, made a "you understand" look, and then smiled "hehe", honest and pleasant.

Zhao Kexin's mind was full of one sentence: Under the successive blows, the unintelligent child finally became stupid.

He Ping's team, who was walking ahead, stopped.

On the first floor of the office building, there was silence, and several fluorescent lamps on the ceiling overhead shone brightly, pale without any warm tone, dispelling the darkness in all corners.

The transparent glass door was open, and the wind was blowing in from the outside.

The darkness that could not be seen before, as well as the blood-soaked flesh wall, all disappeared without a trace, like an illusion.

If it weren't for the dried blood clots still in the hair on the top of Qiao Que's head that hadn't been wiped off, he would have almost thought that his memory had gone wrong.

No matter what the circumstances, people are phototropic animals. It is the instinct of all people to walk from darkness to light.Even though they knew something was wrong, several people in the team breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the brightly lit floor, and even seemed relaxed when they spoke.

Qiao Que looked left and right, and walked up to He Ping: "Brother He, the noise just now..."

He Ping shook his head: "It was like this when I came down, and I didn't find anything."

He thought for a while, and tentatively asked Qiao Que: "Is...someone broke that blindfold?"

Qiao Que also looked confused, he turned around slightly, and showed He Ping the back of his clothes: "Look, that's not a trick at all."

Because of rubbing against that wall, the clothes on Qiao Que's back were dyed brown, and the soft cotton T-shirt formed a dark hard shell.Ordinary blindfolding methods simply cannot achieve such a lasting and realistic effect.

He Ping was silent for a while, his intuition made him feel the unspeakable danger here, he frowned and said: "I think we should go out first, I always feel that this building..."

"You... who are you?! Why are you here? You knocked me out? Let me go!"

Qiao Que was taken aback, and turned his head to look behind He Ping.

Seeing Zhang Qiyang waking up holding his head, struggling to get off Nawei's teammate who was carrying him, stepped back a few steps, and looked at all of them in horror.

"Who are you?! What are your plans?!"

Dr. Ding wanted to get close to him, but he waved his hand away. He looked out of the window, his face was so frightened that it almost deformed, and he murmured nervously: "It's getting dark! It's getting dark!...I, I Still staying in school... No, I can't stay here, I can't stay here!...I want to go home! I want to go home!"