Forces of Temptation

Horror copies of this role-playing class, and they don't have the corresponding memories and scripts.

They have to immerse themselves in exploring what each person's "role" is like.

After sitting down on the bench, Nan Zhou and the others finally had time to explore the secrets about their own "roles".

Nan Zhou took out the mobile phone in the pocket of his slacks, swiped his face and turned on the screen, looking at the dazzling array of apps, he couldn't know what to do for a while.

Do you check social software first to see who you have been in touch with recently?

Do you want to look at office software such as memo first, and look at your recent daily plan?

still is……

Seeing him holding the phone, Jiang Fang frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and shook it tentatively at him: "Huh?"

Nanzhou understood and handed over the phone.

Jiang Fang took it, swiped his thumb twice, clicked on the "Settings" tab, and clicked on the "APP Usage Statistics" page.

Immediately, the ranking of application usage in the past seven days came into view.

The specific use time of each software is arranged in order from high to low, and the top three are marked with red, yellow and blue colors, which is clear at a glance.

Nan Zhou: "Ah. Thank you."

Jiang Fang: "You're welcome."

Li Yinhang silently copied the process from the side, very worry-free.

In a mobile phone, the frequency and regularity of APP usage perfectly marks the life trajectory of a modern person.

"Nan Zhou", a senior student in the Department of Architecture played by Nan Zhou, the most frequently used software in the past seven days are Tieba, WeChat, and Eat Chicken.

He opened the post bar.

The post bar that "Nanzhou" frequently visits recently is the campus post bar of Jinjing University.

The top 8 posts that "Nanzhou" has browsed recently are all posts in the sub-section "Midnight Nonsense" of Jinjing University's post bar, and the time span is as long as [-] years.

He went in to read the heavy posts with 0 replies and the hot posts with thousands of replies.

... Nanzhou felt that such an experience was amazing.

He can clearly feel that the character he is playing has strong anxiety about the "ghost".

He briefly reviewed the posts that "Nanzhou" had browsed.

Jinjing University has countless campus classic horror legends.

It can be said that it has a long history and a hundred ghosts contend.

For example, Jinjing University used to be a cemetery.

——In fact, in the legend, every school is built on the cemetery circle, it seems that people in the past didn’t like serious infrastructure construction, and they liked to build graves like guerrilla warfare. .

For example, the No. 3 female dormitory building of Jinjing University uses an old-fashioned row of squatting pit toilets, with stone slabs for simple partitions and regular flushing.

If you squat in the innermost public toilet cubicle in the middle of the night and wait for a while, there will be intermittent singing of "Farewell" from the sewer pipe at the end.

——In fact, the girls' toilet and the girls' public bath are adjacent.

There is a girl downstairs who doesn’t like to take a shower with a group of people before going to bed, so she chooses to go alone in the middle of the night, humming a song to strengthen her courage while washing, and the sound comes out from the exhaust fan and interlaced water pipes, forming a female ghost singing in the middle of the night. Reverb effect.

For another example, the medical department building of Jinjing University stands out among the teaching buildings with red and black matte brick surfaces as the main color. It is a building completely built with red brick surfaces. A Feng Shui master was specially invited to calculate that the Yin Qi in the building must be locked by red bricks.

——In fact, this teaching building was donated by someone after the entire school was built.

The person who donated the building used red as the main color, but it was just a good intention of "a little red among thousands of flowers".

There is only one unsolved mystery on the current campus of Jinjing University.

There was once a boy in the school who was trapped by love and jumped from the teaching building in the west of the East District.

From then on, the people in the dormitory began to suffer bloody disasters, and some students saw white shadows repeatedly falling from the West Building.

But this puzzle had no connection to the eerie rustling they faced.

Usually, the click-through rate of these posts related to real ghost stories on campus is very high.

However, everyone generally came to watch with the curiosity-seeking mentality of watching the excitement, and few people really believed it.

The replies in the post are generally in the following direction:

1L: Move the bench and sit in the front row to listen to how the host makes up stories.

2L (landlord): It's not a story, it's true.If it's fake, I'll kill myself on the spot.

3L: Look, the host is cheating on food and drink again.

After roughly reading all the posts, Nan Zhou put down his phone and started eating dessert.

He doesn't like staring at electronic products for too long, draining his eyes.

Jiang Fang asked him, "Did you find anything?"

"Well. There are two."

Nanzhou reported one of his discoveries: "I have not seen any news of students dying in school recently."

Based on the information given so far, Hu Li must have died, and the person who left the recording may also be gone.

Li Yinhang asked: "Are you sure that both of them are students of this school?"

Nan Zhou: "Even if I'm not a student, I'm still a staff member of this school. Before I went to the radio station, I went to the school gate."

Jiang Fang already had a premonition: "...Can you get out?"

Nan Zhou nodded.

He said: "Since we can't leave the school, then reverse deduction, the place where the two died, and the ghost, should all be in the school."

Li Yinhang: "..."

This statement made her numb from the back of her spine all the way to her heels.

She suppressed the sense of horror that caused her hair to stand upside down: "Are you sure there is no news of any student's death?"

"No." Nanzhou said firmly, "I searched for Hu Li, but I couldn't find him. He seemed to have evaporated out of thin air..."

Li Yinhang asked a pragmatic question: "Did the master delete the post?"

Nan Zhou frowned: "..."

Nan Zhou: "Will it be like this?"

Li Yinhang: "...in order to maintain the stability of the school's public opinion environment, schools generally do this."

Nan Zhou: "...Ah."

After pondering for a while, Nan Zhou said: "Then wait for this one first, I will talk about the second one."

Li Yinhang: "..." After going on for a long time, Nanzhou didn't consider the possibility of the bar owner deleting posts and controlling the direction of public opinion?

Li Yinhang suddenly felt a subtle touch of closeness to the people from the boss.

Nanzhou quickly gave a second clue: "Among all the horror legends of Jinjing University, there is not a 'place that doesn't exist'."

"At present, the campus legends of Jinjing University include singing in the toilet, a building that suppresses Yin Qi, a faucet that drips water in the middle of the night, and a pervert who disguised himself as a woman and ran into the female dormitory to peep, but there is no mention in the recording. The 'where that doesn't exist'."

Jiang Fang played with the phone: "Could it be because the legend is too unpopular?"

Nan Zhou: "There is a possibility."

Nan Zhou: "But there is another possibility."

He said quietly: "If it is a 'place that doesn't exist', how can others know that it doesn't exist?"

Li Yinhang went back to the back of the neck from heel numbness.

Boss, put away your supernatural powers of telling ghost stories without changing your face.

She interrupted immediately: "I also found out a little bit. ... There is no Hu Li in my address book."

The people who left the last words of death in the recording seemed to tacitly agree that Hu Li knew them.

But she searched every social software in her mobile phone, and there was no such person as "Hu Li" in the address book.

This is also a valuable discovery.

Nan Zhou asked Jiang Fang, "What about you?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Fang laughed, "I did find something."

As he spoke, he raised his phone and dialed a number.

Nanzhou's cell phone buzzed and vibrated.

A name was displayed on the screen: "Brother Fang".

Jiang Fang took the phone from his ear.

The dialing interface on the screen displayed another name: "Baby".

Nan Zhou: "...?"

"Teacher Nan." Jiang Fang smiled slightly, "The system seems to have a different idea of ​​our relationship."

After getting this information, Nan Zhou quickly opened his usual communication tool.

...It turns out that he and his foreign student friend are having a pleasant same-sex exchange that makes people blush and heartbeat.

Nanzhou's thoughts turned to Rufeng: "Then can we live together at night?"

Jiang Fang: "I can't ask for it."

Li Yinhang was very envious.

She began to think about how she could be natural and unpretentious when she asked to go to their dormitory to sleep on the floor at night.

Thinking of this, a faint sound suddenly came from her ear:

"sand--"

Li Yinhang froze, stood up suddenly, and looked under the chair.

……Nothing at all.

Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang said at the same time, "What's wrong?"

Li Yinhang was a little worried that the two big bosses would dislike him and be suspicious, but he still stated truthfully: "I heard a strange sound. Rushing, it seems..."

It seemed that something had been lurking under their chairs, watching them quietly.

And just now, it twisted its body, accidentally exposing its whereabouts.

When she described how she felt, the big boss's disdain she imagined didn't happen.

Jiang Fang said: "The dormitory for international students is a single room, and the management is not very strict. Come and live with me at night."

Nan Zhou said concisely: "Well, together."

Li Yinhang almost burst into tears.

She is willing to buy chicken cakes for the boss for a lifetime.

At this moment.

While the "Cube Arks" were communicating with each other, a monocular hand-held telescope poked out of a corner of a distant window and fell on the three people sitting by the boulevard.

In the round MCF lens, the figure of Jiang Fang on the right side of the bench first appeared.

He was feeding the South Pole Star with cake crumbs, and occasionally glanced at his phone. He seemed to be an unusually gentle, rotten, and nice guy.

On the left side of the bench was Li Yinhang. She took out everything in her handbag and spread it on her lap, counting the contents of the bag one by one.

The person holding the lens watched her for a while, curled his lips dullly, and shifted the focus to Nan Zhou who was between them.

Nan Zhou was concentrating on eating the last egg cake.

But the slightly curly long black hair hangs down to the lips.

Unhappily, he put down the half-bitten egg cake in his hand, and Guan Jiangfang borrowed a hair tie.

The camera focused on him for a long time.

The focus was slowly adjusted, from close to far, and he could even see clearly the two or three strands of hair that had fallen to his shoulders and neck because he hadn't tied them up properly.

He was observing and tracing every detail of Nan Zhou's body with his eyes.

There is no obscenity in the eyes, but more like X-ray-like insight and memories.

The peeping eyes slowly glowed with surprise: "Oh..."

He said to himself, "I've seen you before...how could it be you."

He still wanted to watch Nanzhou for a while, but a question suddenly came from behind him:

"Xie Xiangyu, what are you doing here?"

The young man turned sideways slightly, revealing half of his dazzlingly handsome face.

The afternoon sun condensed the nearly saturated color of maple leaves in his eyes, covering his hazel irises with the thin red of a maple leaf.

As he glanced over, the voice of the vice president, who was also male, unconsciously softened.

He put down a batch of autumn camping plans that he had just copied: "The camping agency only holds meetings at night, and you came too early."

Xie Xiangyu, who was the seventh person in the mission and also a member of the camping club, took his elbows off the window sill.

"I'm sorry." He said in a tone like spring wind and rain, "I have something to do at night, and I came here just to ask for a vacation."

The vice president was a little displeased, but still said he knew, turned around and left, and went to prepare other necessary materials.

After the unimportant people left, Xie Xiangyu got on the balcony again, and raised the fixed-focus telescope to his eyes.

He also wanted to see Nan Zhou again.

However, when he glanced at it, he directly collided with Nanzhou's cold gaze in the MCF lens.

——Looking at each other from a hundred meters away!

Xie Xiangyu quickly withdrew and covered the peephole.

He turned his face away, gave a small sigh with a smile, and sighed silently with his mouth: "...Wow."

the other side.

"Someone has been watching us."

Nan Zhou accurately pointed to one of the windows of Building 18 a hundred meters away: "That place, the fourth floor."

The author has something to say:

System: Sleep in the same bed for several days in a row.

System: One party performed intimate behaviors such as hugging, touching the hem of the shirt, touching the thigh.

System: One party peeked at a same-sex magazine and finished it.

System: yes to (sure)