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At night, the corridors of the dormitory building were extremely quiet. For a while, there were only two footsteps of different frequencies.

Lan Qiaoyi looked forward along the black shadow at his feet, and not far away was the figure of the boy, hidden in the blackness like ink.

He trots forward from time to time, but because of the confusion of consciousness and sleepiness of the body, he can't catch up with the figure in front of him.

When passing a corner of the corridor, the boy couldn't help saying softly:

"A Sheng, you're walking too fast, I can't catch up with you."

The boy's footsteps did not stop, but he still walked forward.

Seeing this, Lan Qiaoyi had no choice but to continue to follow behind him.

The two walked up the stairs one after the other. In a drowsy state, the boy tilted his head slightly and looked down from the handrail of the stairs.

The darkness that came into his eyes was like a monster from the abyss, as if it would swallow him up in the next second.

Lan Qiaoyi was startled, his dark and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked away in a panic.

"Boom boom boom——"

The regular footsteps ahead sounded unhurriedly all the time, and after stepping on an unknown number of stairs, Lan Qiaoyi finally saw the door leading to the roof of the building.

At this moment, he was standing at the corner of the last staircase, looking up, the boy's figure stopped in front of that door.

"Squeak—" the door opened, and he walked in without looking back, ignoring the tired young man behind him.

Because of some strenuous exercise, Lan Qiaoyi panted slightly before continuing to walk up.

The door leading to the top of the building was blown by the wind in the corridor, making a toothache sound of "squeak--" and the door bumped against the mottled wall from time to time.

He took a deep breath, then went out through the door and came to the top of the building.

But when Lan Qiaoyi looked up, he was a little surprised to find that the figure of the boy just now had disappeared.The roof of the huge building was empty, and the lonely darkness spread.

He panicked, and subconsciously called softly:

"A Sheng, where are you?"

Under the hazy moonlight, he walked along the railing with some hesitation, looking around, trying to find Feng Qingsheng's figure.

The young man thought with some doubts: He clearly saw the boy came to the top of the building before him, why can't he find anyone now?

At this moment, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly heard something coming from downstairs.

He turned his head subconsciously, leaned against the railing, and looked down cautiously.

With just one glance, he took a few steps back in shock.

——The downstairs is obviously a dead body!

In the sudden visual impact, Lan Qiaoyi could even clearly hear the beating sound of his heart "Boom Boom Boom --".

After he finally calmed down, he bravely approached the railing and looked down.

The corpse's face was facing down, the posture of the arms was twisted, the palms were facing up, the back of the hands was facing down, and one of his legs was folded out unnaturally. It was clearly the night, but Lan Qiaoyi was in a trance, feeling as if I saw scarlet blood trickling beside the corpse.

Just when he was about to run downstairs to find someone, as soon as he turned around, Lan Qiaoyi heard a male voice not far away:

"what are you doing there?"

The young man was startled, and subconsciously followed the sound.

——Feng Qingsheng stood at the door leading to the top floor, frowned slightly and asked:

"I just went out for a while, why did you come to the roof by yourself?"

Hearing this, the boy was taken aback for a moment, he opened his mouth to deny it - didn't you wake me up?And took me upstairs.

It's just that before he could say these words, he saw Feng Qingsheng's expression suddenly changed.

"Blue Bridge Yi——!"

This was the first time the boy called out like that since he knew his name.

It's just that before the boy could respond, he suddenly felt a force coming from behind him.

When he leaned forward slightly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the arm covered with bruises.

There was an overwhelmed "squeak" from the railing on the roof, and for a split second, the boy jumped over the railing lightly like a feather, and fell down.

At the moment when he was about to die, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly realized in a trance: someone pushed him just now.

Just as he closed his eyes in despair, he suddenly felt a force coming from his wrist.

"Take my hand—"

Lan Qiaoyi looked up along his arms, and Feng Qingsheng's tensed forehead appeared in his field of vision.

Because of the hasty rush, the boy's neckline was slightly opened, and he was panting quickly.

"Grab my hand and I'll pull you up."

The pain on the wrist was extremely clear, because the boy clenched it too hard.

"Someone pushed me just now..."

The boy raised his head in a daze, looked at Feng Qingsheng and said.

"I know, don't talk now, put your other hand up."

The boy's upper body was almost completely stretched out. He gritted his teeth and watched the young man who was being held by him try to put his other hand up. He immediately grabbed the back of the other's hand and lifted Lan Qiaoyi from mid-air. Slowly pulled up.

Just when he was about to be pulled up, the young man lowered his eyes subconsciously and turned his head to look like a ghost.

The corpse that turned its back to him just now turned its back to him at some point, its eyes slightly widened with scarlet, a strange smile rose from the corner of its lips, and its face was covered with mottled blood.

His body trembled, and the next second he was hugged by Feng Qingsheng.

There was the sound of the boy panting slightly beside his ears, and the arms holding the boy in his arms were still trembling slightly.

Lan Qiaoyi was startled by the weird smile he saw just now, and his white fingers unconsciously grabbed the boy's neckline.

The beautiful young man looked a little panicked at this time, and he tremblingly said:

"Upstairs, downstairs..."

"what?"

The boy was still holding him, his eyes staring at him tightly in the darkness.

"...there is a dead body."

After finishing speaking, Lan Qiaoyi seemed to lose his strength and felt cold all over.

Feng Qingsheng frowned, and stood up with his arms half in his arms. Before he could stop him, he looked down over the railing.

"Where did the body come from?"

Amidst the boy's nervous expression, the boy's slightly puzzled voice sounded.

Hearing this, Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, her small white Adam's apple rolled slightly, even though she was a little scared in her heart, she still mustered up her courage and looked down towards the railing.

The ground downstairs was empty, and there was clearly nothing.

He opened his eyes slightly, and finally confirmed the fact, but still murmured in a daze:

"But I just saw clearly..."

"Blue Bridge Yi."

Feng Qingsheng's voice suddenly calmed down.

The boy turned his head in doubt, and after he saw the seriousness on the boy's face, he heard the other party's voice in a daze:

"Do you always see strange things?"

Lan Qiaoyi replied subconsciously:

"What do you mean?"

Feng Qingsheng lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the red mark on the boy's wrist that he had just scratched, and said:

"Then why did you come to the roof by yourself?"

until then.Lan Qiaoyi felt that he suddenly seemed to understand something, and he stumbled and said:

"I heard someone calling me, I asked if it was you, but no one answered, and then I followed someone to the top floor."

The long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and the boy's voice trembled slightly, and he continued:

"When you called me just now, I suddenly felt someone pushing me from behind. If it wasn't for you, I would..."

"Don't say that word."

The boy's face suddenly became a little grim.

"You mean, there is someone I can't see trying to harm you."

... can't see?

Lan Qiaoyi suddenly thought of the strange school talk written in the "Old History of Fengling".

Because of being frightened, the young man's pretty face was a little pale at this moment, his bright red lips trembled slightly, and he subconsciously grabbed the boy's wrist.

"...I seem to have encountered a wandering ghost."

Hearing this, Feng Qingsheng was a little stunned, and he lowered his eyes to look at the young man in his arms with a weak face.

Thinking about what he read personally today, it seemed as if he had finally confirmed something.

"This school is really weird."

Pulled back from the brink of death by the boy, Lan Qiaoyi now has an unprecedented level of trust in Feng Qingsheng. He didn't even notice that the boy's arm was still on his waist.

"Let's go, go back today."

In a daze, Lan Qiaoyi was dragged downstairs by the boy and returned to the dormitory.

It wasn't until he sat on the bed, following the boy who got up to close the door, that the boy suddenly woke up:

"What the hell happened last night?"

Despite being frightened, he was still thinking about his mission.

The pupils in those dark eyes were slightly dilated at this time, and he said softly in a trance:

"You said, did someone really have an accident last night, or did he see strange things like me?"

"Don't think about it."

The boy walked up to him, squatted down in front of the boy, held the hands on his knees, and there was a gentle comfort in his eyes:

"Don't be afraid, I'm by your side now. You should have a good sleep and rest, okay?"

The dense eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small shadow under the eyes. The boy raised his head slightly, looked at the half-squatting boy and finally nodded wearily, and replied softly:

"it is good."

It's just that when Lan Qiaoyi was lying on the bed, it seemed that as soon as he closed his eyes, he could see that strange face smiling ferociously at him.

Knowing that he was afraid, the dormitory did not turn off the lights. After the boy opened his eyes again, the boy lying on the other bed finally sat up.

He looked at Lan Qiaoyi, and finally said:

"May I sleep with you? I'll go back to my bed when you're asleep."

Lan Qiaoyi subconsciously wrapped her quilt tightly, but did not answer.

Seeing this, the other party lifted the quilt and walked towards him. The young man curled up in the quilt moved towards the wall. In the next second, a shadow covered him.

Feng Qingsheng lay down beside him.

"Go to sleep."

The boy's light breath was heard next to his ear, and there was a faint warmth coming from the heat source around him. Lan Qiaoyi closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt relieved.

This time, he fell into a deep sleep.

……

When he woke up the next day, the boy was still in a daze. He subconsciously moved to the side, but felt a cold hand.

Lan Qiaoyi suddenly sat up, and when he looked up, he saw a boy in a blue and white school uniform coming out of the bathroom.

"woke up."

Lan Qiaoyi silently nodded.

It seemed that after sleeping, the emotions in my heart became much calmer, and the two of them also had a tacit understanding, and neither of them mentioned what happened last night.

"Come on, go to the cafeteria."

Feng Qingsheng naturally took the boy's hand, and the two walked towards the cafeteria.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the cafeteria, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly heard the voice of the main system in his mind:

[Detected the number of new additions to the current copy: five people. ]

[Please note: This dungeon is an exploration dungeon. Players do not have a fixed mainline task. Only by completing the immediate time-limited mission can they obtain props and clues about the dungeon. ]

[Note: Due to the fact that the current identity of the tasker Lan Qiaoyi is vague, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, his true identity will be concealed. Please be cautious in your words and deeds. ]

Hearing this, Lan Qiaoyi instantly overturned his previous idea of ​​looking for a tasker. He looked at Feng Qingsheng who was holding him by his side, and suddenly realized something.

The other party may be the only npc in this dungeon who has a good impression of him.

But what if he recognizes the tasker and is suspected by the boy? Lan Qiaoyi remembered the time-limited task he had not completed, and suddenly made up his mind:

He will not reveal his missionary identity to others for the time being.

The fair-skinned and beautiful boy followed behind the cold and handsome boy, standing at the window of the cafeteria.

This scene fell into the eyes of those taskers, and they naturally recognized it as an NPC.

"Brother, in the news we bought, it didn't mention that Feng Qingsheng was accompanied by a pretty girl—"

Lin Yuanze supported his chin with one hand, and tilted his head to look at the two people who were cooking over there.

Lin Yuanqing raised his hand at this moment, and hit the boy on the head with his hand.

"Brother - what are you doing?"

His brother said:

"Can you change your bad habit of judging people by their appearance?"

Hearing this, the boy suddenly felt aggrieved and said:

"I just... praised someone, okay?"

As soon as he said this, Lin Yuanze seemed to get excited:

"Although I can't remember his appearance clearly after entering the dungeon, I can still clearly recall the slight palpitations I felt when I saw him at the auction. The small, white One, it's so cute, it's like..."

He fixed his eyes on the fair-skinned young man who was following Feng Qingsheng, and said softly:

"Just like him."

In order to prevent players from killing each other in the main world and the instance as much as possible, when taskers travel between the main world and the instance, the main system will automatically blur the impression of others in their minds.

Looking at Lin Yuanze's Huaichun appearance, the girl sitting opposite smiled and said:

"Just like a kid."

"Who are you calling a child?!"

The sudden sound over there caught Lan Qiaoyi's attention. He followed the sound and saw that three men and two women were sitting at a table. They were completely different from the students who were eating quietly around them. Compressed biscuits and mineral water.

In the dungeon world, as long as it is not particularly outrageous, NPCs will not notice these seemingly weird behaviors.

Lan Qiaoyi suddenly realized that they might be the real taskers of this dungeon.

"What are you looking at?"

A boy's voice came from next to his ear.

The young man subconsciously raised his head and smiled at Feng Qingsheng:

"It's nothing, A Sheng, let's go eat."

The boy reached out to pick up his plate from the dining window, and Lan Qiaoyi had no choice but to follow behind him empty-handed.

As soon as he sat on his seat, he heard a commotion coming from the door, and then, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded:

"Check the school badge—"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the sound of chewing food in the cafeteria suddenly stopped. Lan Qiaoyi watched those students take out their school badges from their pockets or schoolbags in unison.

He also quickly took out his school badge and pinned it to his clothes.

"Don't panic."

The boy beside him grabbed his hand, lowered his head slightly and whispered in his ear.

"This is just a routine inspection."

The three teachers started the inspection one by one.

When passing Lanqiaoyi, the teacher suddenly asked:

"Why don't you wear a school uniform?"

The young man felt a little helpless, remembering that his favorability had dropped to a negative value, he panicked for a while, but he still replied:

"I'm a transfer student, and I don't have a school uniform yet. Teacher—look, this is my school badge."

He suddenly changed the subject and showed the school badge on his clothes to the teacher.

Sure enough, the teacher stopped talking, and his expression changed from faint anger to expressionless:

"Oh, well, you pass the test."

But just as Lan Qiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, he saw another inspecting teacher stop in front of the five taskers.

"Where's your school badge?"

Among them, two boys and one girl took out their school badges, leaving only Lin Yuanze and another girl with double ponytails without school badges.

"Where's your school badge?"

The teacher's face darkened.

Lan Qiaoyi thought something was wrong in his heart. At this moment, there was a dead silence in the cafeteria, except for the footsteps of the teacher walking towards the taskers in unison.

"Without a school badge, you are not good students."

It was said that the students were sitting at the dining table motionless, but their heads were turned 180 degrees, and they all looked at the mission workers.

Under Lan Qiaoyi's terrified eyes, they opened their mouths, revealing a black hole.

There were bursts of voices in the cafeteria:

"Without school badges, you are not good students—"

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