Thriller Trainee

The weather in Tongbai Village today is even worse than yesterday.

The whole sky was groggy, with large swaths of dark clouds tangled up in them, as if they were accumulating in people's minds, bringing an extraordinarily uneasy feeling of mania and depression.

Judging from the weather, it will definitely rain heavily in the next few days.

As he walked, Azan in black communicated with the little ghosts in his soul-calling flag.

These little ghosts are the spirits he collected from walking in various terrifying dungeons. They are all creatures who do not want to go to the afterlife and voluntarily follow Azan in black.

Of course, he has subdued many evil spirits, but because he is afraid that the irrational evil spirits will contaminate other spirits in the calling flag, Azan in black generally will not put the evil spirits into the calling flag, and can pass through him Those screened out are all creatures who are too obsessed.

The little ghosts told him that they all felt a very uncomfortable smell in the temple just now.

It's not a feeling of coldness, but rather a feeling of anxiety similar to being shrouded in Buddha's light.

After all, there is a difference between humans and ghosts. Humans are yang, ghosts are yin. The breath that can make ghosts feel uncomfortable must be the most yang thing.

In this age of famine, even if Buddhism and Taoism are mixed together, only temples with eminent monks or Taoist priests with perfect Taoist merits can have such effects. Once there is a being who is called a Living Buddha, so what? Maybe it appears in an ordinary deserted village in the mountains?

Is it possible that the legend of fairy grass spoken by the villagers is indeed true? Is there really a Bodhisattva who became a Buddha here?

Apart from this guess, Azan in black could not think of a more reliable explanation.

Tongbai Village is located deep in the mountains, with steep terrain and surrounded by mountains. The location in Feng Shui is not very good. You can feel the coldness even when standing at the end of the village. It also coincides with the famine in the world. Countless starving ghosts are densely packed on the roadside, which greatly disturbs the black Azan. judgment.

However, not all was lost.

Last night, something caught the attention of Azan in black.

In order to test this conjecture, he planned to check from house to house while the villagers were going to arrest people.

He tightened his robe tightly and strode forward.

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The corridor is still dark.

During the fight, they were not far from the mourning hall. The subtle light from outside slanted into the corridor, but it still couldn't dispel the cold atmosphere.

[Damn it, this C-level old man is so vicious, he even uses the trick of sneak attack from behind]

[That is, trainees are not allowed to kill each other, so I want to borrow a knife to kill someone]

In a place like Infinite Loop, the forest is huge, and there are all kinds of monsters and monsters. Since there are recognized good guys like the Messiah, there are also people who specialize in picking people to attack behind their backs and who are jealous of talents.

[This kind of person is really disgusting. I didn’t expect that there would be maggots like this in the horror trainee competition where it was broadcast live for everyone. I’m speechless]

[No, how come neither of them noticed the talisman just now? Look at the lower right corner of the screen. I’m a little flustered. Could it be some bad spell or something?]

Faced with Yi Ruisi's accusation, Zongjiu shrugged: "You can think whatever you want, you will be defeated."

The other party was obviously incompetent and furious before he accused him of being a mole. Unless five people accused him together, he would not expose himself.

If Yi Ruisi hadn't bumped into his muzzle himself, Zong Jiu would have forgotten about this person. After all, he has offended too many people, and even those with less strength will not take it to heart.

but--

Facing the other party's resentful eyes, the white-haired young man touched his chin.

Keeping this person around is always a hidden danger. If the other person is willing to be a troublemaker, then even Zong Jiu will be troubled by flies.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt an unusual coldness running down his spine.

In an instant, the entire corridor became dark.

The white gauze hanging in the mourning hall not far away began to fly in the wind, and the sky became darker.

A cold wind rose from the ground, convolving from the cold blue-gray stone slabs, bringing an unusual fishy smell, and even the black shadows projected on the stone slabs were visible.

Yi Ruisi opened his eyes wide.

He lowered his head in fear, and following the faint light, he happened to see the blackened talisman at his feet.

"hiss--"

At the end of the day, Yi Ruisi's face twisted.

He didn't even care about his hand that was nailed to the wall. He endured the excruciating pain, and blood instantly flowed all over the floor.

"grass!"

The white-haired man in front of him didn't know, but Yi Ruisi knew it very well.

This Yin Gathering Talisman is an E-level prop he obtained from a C-level copy. Although the level of the props is not high, their uses are real. One time, in order to snatch props from the survivors of the same team, he accidentally used the Yin Gathering Talisman to attract the evil ghost queen of that copy. After almost dying, Yi Ruisi knew how powerful it was and secretly kept a few in the system. In the backpack, waiting to borrow a knife to kill someone later.

Even Yi Ruisi could detect the change, but Zong Jiu felt nothing. He only felt a cold wind and an unusual and disgusting smell in the air. With this in mind, he also kicked him and successfully made the opponent fall to the ground.

But this was not the time to hide or not, so the white-haired young man quickly took out the Soul-Calling Bell and arranged it.

The small copper bell is engraved with densely packed runes. Holding it in the palm of the hand, it emits a sound that only the dead can hear according to the owner's thoughts.

"What kind of talisman is that?" Zong Jiu followed the other person's line of sight and frowned.

They were clearly standing here for no reason, so how could they attract ghosts?

"Get away... get away!"

At this time, how could Yi Ruisi be in the mood to answer his question? He didn't even notice that what the other person was holding was the mole's exclusive prop mentioned in the prompt. Instead, he staggered up from the ground, rolling and crawling. He rushed forward.

However, the next moment, he froze in place.

In the darkness not far away, a pair of shriveled to black-blue legs were slowly hanging behind the young man's trouser legs.

The toenails under the tattered clothes were burnt black, the skin and flesh were shrunken dark yellow, and there were corpse spots all over them.

It was obvious that these were not legs belonging to a living person.

"You...behind you——"

Yi Ruisi's eyes were straight, his face showed deep fear, and his teeth were trembling.

He was startled, and the fingers holding the prop were unable to exert any strength, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, gradually freezing from the soles of his feet, all the way down his spinal cord to his neck.

The smell of corpses became stronger and stronger, and the whole narrow corridor was filled with that smell.

Zong Jiu didn't say anything, and turned around while ringing the bell in his hand.

After he had just received [Non-main quest item, submission failed] from the main system, he knew what was standing behind him.

Behind him, a face with thousands of horrible white marks soaked in water was hanging there quietly.

Apart from these, the black pupils of the corpse's eyes have completely covered the whites of the eyes, turning them into pitch black. At first glance, it looks like a dark and sunken eye socket, which is extremely weird.

The white light projected from the mourning hall stretched behind them, projecting only two long and narrow black shadows.

What the extra third person is is self-evident.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Just when Zongjiu saw clearly what was behind him, Yi Ruisi also saw the pale face clearly, opened his mouth and let out a scream like a slaughtering pig.

The next moment, Zongjiu read a trace of undisguised disgust from the dead body's black eyes.

However, his scream only lasted for a moment before ending in his throat.

is ended forever.

Blood gushes out of Yi Ruisi's throat uncontrollably, bubbling with blood.

"Ho, ho, ho—"

The cold breath gradually invaded his limbs and bones, making his body stiff easily.

Finally, after his eyes became the same pitch black, Yi Ruisi's expression finally settled on extreme fear.

Bluish-white color crawled onto his face.

he died.

There was dead silence in the corridor.

The prompt tone of the main system sounds at the right time [Invisible Ghost Card Immunity (1/3)]

Zong Jiu looked at the pale face and glanced at the Soul-Calling Bell in his hand with pure black pupils.

The white-haired young man paused and stopped shaking.

The other party grinned sinisterly at him, bent down and mechanically picked up the back of Yi Ruisi's collar, passed him by, and disappeared at the end of the corridor with a bound.

The cold wind disappears and the cold air dissipates. Apart from a pool of blood on the ground, no one knew what had happened here a few minutes ago.

Everyone in the barrage was stunned.

【Hmm hmm? ? ? I'm so stupid, the ghost is actually a magician? 】

[Wow, I knew that Boss Zhuge wouldn’t talk useless nonsense. Combined with the question just now, I have reason to believe that Boss Zhuge has guessed the magician’s head (kneel down)]

[Wait a minute, why didn’t that ghost kill the magician just now? 】

[Did you just join the live broadcast upstairs? Didn’t you see that he was holding a ghost card? Ghost cards generally have a number of exemptions. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be too tiring to fight against humans and ghosts? 】

Zong Jiu let out a long breath and slowly put down the playing cards and Soul-Calling Bell he was holding.

The bet was right.

Zong Jiu also exchanged several low-level gadgets in Las Vegas that could fight against supernatural beings.

But since he got the special props of the mole in the Famine Village dungeon, it would naturally be more appropriate to give priority to the props in the dungeon. Because props also have the home field advantage of props, they can get the greatest effect increase from the own copy of the prop that produces them.

More importantly, he was the only one who got the mole card. The main system will definitely not create a one-to-three dozen group, and it will definitely have to give the insider some privileges.

Reminiscent of the experience in the first dungeon of the Mental Hospital, the mole had immunity from the unsolvable supernatural existence in that dungeon, so Zongjiu guessed that this dungeon might have similar settings. It's a pity that the dungeon didn't start long ago, and the supernatural being didn't officially kill a trainee, which cut off Zongjiu's way of verifying his conjecture.

Judging from the current situation, good guy, as expected of the mole card, actually has supernatural immunity. Although it is only three times, it is equivalent to three lives. This is called sneaking into the ghost camp!

Zong Jiu cursed in his heart and walked in the direction where the body just left.

But after a dozen steps, it suddenly became clear.

When he came in, he happened to see the corpse lying back on the ground. He stiffly pulled up the white cloth and covered himself, motionless, just like a real corpse.

Zongjiu: "..."

Do all ghosts have such professional ethics these days?

He lamented this absurd world, squatted down and put a corpse-repelling talisman on the forehead of Yi Ruisi's corpse.

This is an F-level talisman issued along with the soul-stirring bell, which can temporarily control the movements of corpses.

Seeing the upper body of the corpse jumping up like a startled bird, and about to jump behind him, Zong Jiu chuckled twice.

Good guy, he is worthy of being a corpse driver, and his professional skills are maxed out.

He gave instructions: "You go out of the mourning hall first, hide in the village, and don't come out without my order."

Yi Ruisi nodded mechanically and jumped away.

Zong Jiu also followed behind him, thinking about how to use this corpse to confuse the attention of other trainees, when a cold voice suddenly came from his side.

Zhuge An leaned against the cold wall of the corridor, glanced at the demon props in Zong Jiu's hand, and walked straight towards him.

"Everything is done? Let's go."

Zong Jiu: "......?"

Wait, what are you going to do! ! Pupils shaking!