Demon Lord preaches the Tao in the infinite game

After the corridor was cleaned up in an instant, everyone involuntarily looked at Lu Shi beside them.

To Lu Shi, it seemed that the spell he used was so easy, and the ghosts he cleaned up in the corridor were so insignificant.

But everyone else understood that the moment these ghosts pounced on them just now, the aggressiveness they showed was not ordinary ghosts.

"Brother Lu, you are really too strong." Han Ran had nothing to say, and found that he was so lacking in words of praise.

In front of Lu Shi, these terrifying ghosts in the original dungeon now behaved like little sheep.

She even doubted that if Lu Shi was given enough time, he would even be able to go through all the copies.

The terrifying atmosphere that had been painstakingly created in the teaching building was now destroyed by Lu Shi alone.

Even Zeng Fugui, the least courageous among them, behaved quite calmly at this moment.

It was as if they were not drawn into the other world by strange stories, but were here for a spring outing.

"Let's go," Lu Shi said softly, "I can feel the breath of ghosts coming from upstairs."

Ye Bugui hummed, followed Lu Shi behind, jokingly said:

"Next time you encounter some weaker ghosts, you can hand them over to us. This will also give us a sense of participation."

Lu Shi turned his head and looked at Ye Bugui. Although he felt that his request was a bit strange, he still agreed:

"it is good."

Han Ran also lost the momentum she had when she first joined the team. She glanced at Zeng Fugui at the side, and finally understood why the other party was lying flat.

"With Brother Lu here, we don't seem to be afraid of anything."

"Yeah," Zeng Fugui nodded, and laughed again: "God Lu is here, we just need to lie flat. This is the first time I have this experience in the dungeon, it's so cool!"

Little did they know that what they said was heard by the audience outside, and it was almost like showing off.

These viewers frowned, as if they hadn't thought about how the tense and frightening event dungeon would change so quickly in the live broadcast room of Mozun Castle.

Lu Shi was simply in the state of gods blocking and killing gods, and Buddhas blocking and killing Buddhas. No matter what kind of ghosts they encountered, it was impossible to survive a move under his hands.

In addition, the entire team on their side has the ability to think independently, which leads them to be far ahead of other teams in exploring the plot.

The all-star lineup led by Modi, who was favored by everyone before, has just learned of the existence of the ghost story club at this time.

However, they have entered a dead end and are thinking about how to find a mental hospital from the real world.

However, the League of Wicked Girls entered the other world by mistake, and even walked out of the school, but did not find the existence of the ghost club.

The audience was surprised to find that Mozunbao, a team that no one was optimistic about before, became the leader of this event.

And judging from Lu Shi's current dominance, it was only a matter of time before they successfully cleared the dungeon.

On the one hand, the audience in the live broadcast envied that Zeng Fugui could lie flat, on the other hand, they regretted why they hadn't bet on Mozun Castle.

……

"found it."

Lu Shi's cold voice interrupted Wei Jin's thoughts, he raised his head, and quickly walked to Lu Shi's side.

"We have never seen this door before." Ye Bugui touched his chin at this moment, and found that there was an extra door in the gap between several classrooms.

From a practical point of view, it is unreasonable for this door to appear here.

But when I think that this is the other world, and there is an extra door, it seems to make sense again.

"Well, it seems that in reality, the school not only closed the classroom, but also erased its existence." After Lu Shi grabbed the doorknob, he immediately turned back and said to the people behind him:

"You all take a step back now, I can't be sure if there will be an accident later."

Ye Bugui didn't leave, he didn't say anything, he just looked at Lu Shi one more time.

The tacit understanding between the two made Lu Shi not ask Ye Bugui why he didn't leave, but turned the doorknob silently.

The accident he expected didn't happen, and it looked like an extremely ordinary classroom on the first night.

Except for the cobwebs hanging from the ceiling and the smell of dust in the air.

"It looks like no one has been here for a long time, ahem..." Han Ran immediately covered his nose: "But there seems to be nothing in this classroom, have all the evidence been destroyed?"

Lu Shi shook his head: "According to your theory, this is a game. As long as it is a game, there must be clues to clear the level, otherwise it will fail."

This was the theory Wei Jin told Lu Shi. Hearing this, Wei Jin touched his nose subconsciously.

"We have worked so hard to find this classroom. All the clues point to it. It is impossible for it to contain nothing."

"That's right," Ye Bugui replied passionately, "It must be because we didn't search carefully. Now is the time for us to show up. Don't miss every corner, and we will definitely find clues."

The five of them immediately became busy in the classroom. They even cleaned the classroom thoroughly, and finally someone found the clue.

"This wall seems to be able to be torn off." Han Ran said, she checked the most carefully, even the floor.

Lu Shi rushed over immediately, and when everyone tore off the wall covering together, they didn't expect that crumpled pieces of paper fell off along with them.

This little note was very familiar to everyone present, it was used by them to write ghost stories before.

Lu Shi picked up the note, opened the back, and saw the familiar strange story as expected.

"So," Ye Bugui concluded, "they made up a lot of strange stories in this classroom, and they all came true?"

"From the results, it looks like this," Lu Shi suddenly walked to the podium self-satisfied. He glanced at his teammates condescendingly, and said:

"But the strange talk can't be realized suddenly, there must be a reason for it."

"And for this reason," Ye Bugui has a great talent for flattering, and he immediately continued Lu Shi's words: "The survivor must know. If I were more dark, maybe all of this is his masterpiece."

"So we still have to look for him." Wei Jin whispered, "Are there any other clues in this classroom?"

"Wait a minute," Zeng Fugui stared at the note in his hand, and asked suddenly: "Can we find out how the other people died in the murder case back then?"

Lu Shi's expression suddenly became exciting, and he rarely praised Zeng Fugui:

"A good idea, maybe that night was not an accident. It was a planned murder!"

At this moment, Han Ran asked in a low voice beside Ye Bugui, "Did you show Brother Lu any detective novels?"

"He watched it secretly." Ye Bugui shrugged, "The Demon Lord is almost like an otaku in private."

"Can we check online..." Wei Jin took out his mobile phone, but when he searched for keywords, what came up was either blocked news or news from other places.

In short, the way to search online is blocked.

This time they returned from the teaching building with a full load, and took away all the notes with ghost stories written on them.

After they walked out of the teaching building, Ye Bugui looked back habitually.

"Do you feel different?" Lu Shi asked.

"Well," Ye Bugui nodded: "This building seems to have become much brighter, it shouldn't be my illusion."

"Could it be because of the strange talk in our hands?"

Lu Shi smiled: "I think so, if this is in the world of cultivating immortals, this person must have arranged a very evil and complicated ceremony."

When they rushed back to the classroom, the lunch break was over, and the five of them were scolded by the teacher without any surprise, and even made to stand for a class.

Ye Bugui glanced at Lu Shi who was standing beside him, and joked, "I didn't expect the good student to be punished this time."

Lu Shi didn't seem to care about this, he whispered in Ye Bugui's ear:

"What surprised me the most was that even though my hair had turned white, the head teacher really didn't respond at all."

"It should be that this npc is not very intelligent." Ye Bugui lowered his voice: "Just now Zeng Fugui sent me a message, and there is a place in the school library for archiving old newspapers."

As soon as the afternoon class ended, the five of them rushed to the library again.

This time, Zeng Fugui's ability finally worked. They successfully traded with the administrator and entered the library during the closing time.

Without being disturbed by anyone, they found the collection room very smoothly.

"There are too many newspapers here!" Ye Bugui glanced at the pile of newspapers higher than the hill: "How do we find them?"

"It should be coded." Han Ran said, "I'll check it on the computer over there."

After Han Ran entered the year, he found the newspaper of that year from the special cabinet.

When Ye Bugui was going to assign everyone to read the newspaper together, Lu Shi said:

"Come on, I can find out what we want right away."

As soon as these words came out, the others were all stunned, looking at Lu Shi in surprise.

Lu Shi put his hand on the newspaper, closed and opened his eyes, and said:

"I found it."

As soon as the words fell, several yellowed newspapers flew out of it.

Everyone couldn't wait to catch the old newspaper, and when they saw the sensational headline, they still felt a chill.

"Strange Murder: Nine Deaths and One Crazy, Survivor Claims to Be a Ghost Killer!" "

"If I see this title on the side of the road, I will definitely buy a copy." Ye Bugui joked.

But after they read the whole incident, including Lu Shi, they all felt a strong sense of discomfort.

Because this news report is written in the tone of the survivors, there is a hint of madness hidden between the lines.

And when they finished reading the newspaper, Lu Shi frowned: "There is something wrong with this newspaper!"

His vision went dark, and he fell to the side of the street.

On his right was the Ninth Mental Hospital that they were looking for so hard.