dramatic death

"London Bridge is falling down,

fallingdown, fallingdown.*"

"London Bridge is falling down,

my fair lady."

In the empty corridor, Xia Zexing heard the girl singing.

A pair of tender and icy little hands waved back and forth in front of his face, and wrapped a bloodstained tie around his head, binding his mouth little by little.

He can't "talk" anymore.

Like a fettered puppet, unable to speak.

……

Back to 18:12, Bowen Building, the gate of Class A of the second grade.

Xia Zexing regretted it the first time he sent Yin Tong away.Dong's martial arts skills are unrivaled, even if he lacks a hand, he can be invincible. Yin's going is just icing on the cake, and it doesn't have any real effect at all.But it's different here, Xia Zexing has always been a poor little boy who is at the mercy of others, if classmate Yin stays, it will be a timely gift, and maybe he can become a living Bodhisattva to save the suffering.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, but the body standing at the door of the classroom had to be stretched straight because of the setting, and the three abnormal-looking hooligans were frozen at the door of the classroom with him, like four war chess pieces , waiting for the master's drive.

——Chen Yan said he would come over, but he didn't know where he was now.

Xia Zexing was thinking silently in his heart, stiffening his body to suppress the urge to shake his legs.In fact, he didn't really believe in Chen Yan. In his opinion, Dr. Chen was not a good person back then. You won't become a Buddha right away.

He will only become more and more scumbag, and maybe he will reach the pinnacle of cultivation—Xia Zexing's impression of him is still in the time when Chen Yan released Cheng Mingque, and the nearly three weeks of hide-and-seek was like purgatory on earth.

——just like now.

Xia Zexing thought.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually fell in the empty corridor, and the countdown on the wall was as sticky as fresh red paint.Xia Zexing only felt that his legs were covered with dense ants, and his whole body was filled with a lingering itchiness, even his pores seemed to be stuck with tiny insect eggs.

His current degree of freedom is probably worse than that of NPCs, almost like a corpse fixed at the door of the class. When Christie was a "ghost", she could still scare people with her intimidating power. Xia Zexing was too scared, let alone scare Yingyingyanyan passing by.

——No, no, it's better not to pass by.

Student Xia was in a cold sweat from his conjecture.

According to the game rules of this dungeon, as long as someone is behind him, he will involuntarily step forward, thus achieving the same ending as Christie's "jumping off a building".he

The identity of this "person" is estimated to be unlimited, not only including all the players caught in this hide-and-seek, but also those NPCs in the dungeon who are always ready to mutate.If there is an anti-human cheat like a dungeon map in this game, then the coordinates belonging to Xia Zexing must have lit up a big flag with three big golden characters written on it - "Live target".

Xia Zexing swallowed, blinked his eyes and tried to summon the only friend who was still in contact with him.He said, "Student Yin, where have you gone? Have you received Dong Tiantian?"

The chat interface belonging to the team flickered on the light screen, and a speech belonging to Yintong popped up.

【India】: 0

……

Xia Zexing tried hard to understand, and felt that this number should mean "not yet received".

Classmate Yin is probably still on the way to save his little friend, so that he will not be able to take care of another lonely and cold little friend for a while.Xia Zexing was full of distress at the door of the classroom, chatting with Yin Tong who was on the other side of the line, his voice was kept very low, so that even if someone went upstairs, he could barely hear him.

——I just couldn’t escape, a little aggrieved.

He said, "Student Yin, I'm still at the door of the classroom."

"Actually, I think it's quite strange. When I first came to this school, I wanted to complain. You said that the teaching building is built with classrooms on one side and corridors on the other. How can you go sightseeing? You are not afraid of students committing crimes. Open the windows and go to the school. Jump down?"

"So our school hospital seems to have the same kind of decoration. Did they cut corners and materials for the sake of light transmission? If they were really afraid of the dark atmosphere, they built a good Bowen building. It's also shaped like a coffin. Like, why, the school leaders are going to form a group to fly up on the spot?"

"When we were doing homework in the classroom, I said that this place has bad feng shui, and evil spirits linger on the ground. Sooner or later, a catastrophe will arise. If you still don't believe me, you have to say that I am lying. Don’t tell me if you hit me, and don’t let me sleep.”

"I'm so sad. I'm obviously copying homework for you. I have devoted myself to you and you still don't let me be lazy. Do you think I am wronged?"

Xia Zexing sobbed twice with his mouth pursed, and pretended to cry out, he said, "It's not easy for brother to find you, do you know that?"

There was a flash on the light screen, and Yin Tong's private message popped in. He seemed to say "know", and also seemed to scold "nonsense" with a smile. The girl in front of her.

He laughed suddenly.

He said, "Student Yin, I met an old friend."

……

Sometimes Xia Zexing doesn't know what he wants to do.

When he was five or six years old, he wanted to be a scientist, when he was fifteen or sixteen, he wanted to be a teacher, and when he was 25 or six years old, he was forced to become a doctor.

However, he was not good at being a doctor. He was bullied all day long. After experiencing the treatment of an upgraded protagonist, he was forced to fall into the officialdom. He didn't see a few patients until he resigned. I am very sorry for the taxpayers. banknotes.

But who am I worthy of in this life?Xia Zexing thought, I am obviously sorry even for myself.

When he was studying, he stayed out of the crowd all the year round, and he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​mingling with his friends. The little guys who came in at the same time didn't even know his name, let alone met him in person.Later, the gang of brats unscrupulously nicknamed him "Mr. Unknown Ghost". Later, his name became shorter and shorter, and he became a "ghost" among friends.

——It is very suitable for the role positioning in the current copy.

Xia Zexing walked on the stairs leading to the rooftop, joking with himself.

There was no special reason for his being out of gregariousness back then, not to mention the self-heroism during the second illness, but he was used to standing outside the crowd and looking at the group of so-called "friends", and used to pretending that he felt their emotions.He takes solitude as his friend, takes pleasure in living alone, lives like a shadow, and thinks this is freedom.

He was just used to being alone, and couldn't adapt to an overly active atmosphere.

Later, he got to know Wen He and Yin Tong, and then he was stuffed into this terrible school with the children, and was chased and screamed by zombies all day long.

Later, he was the only one left.

Looking at the long and narrow corridor in front of him, Xia Zexing blinked expressionlessly.

Christie was walking behind him.

She appeared at the door of the classroom about 3 minutes ago, looked at Xia Zexing with a lifeless gaze for more than 10 seconds, then took out a tie that was obviously stained with blood and other things, and tied him tightly Q.

This is the bad thing about horror games. If the props on the boss want to ban you, you will never make a sound.

Then, he was driven up the stairs by Christie like a mule.

The rules of this dungeon are so disgusting, as long as there is a "player" standing behind the "ghost", even if the "player" is not human at all, he can still send a little friend to the end.

Xia Zexing walked on the stairs feeling like he was going to die, and when he saw Chen Yan waiting on the seventh floor, he rolled his eyes wildly.Dr. Chen will definitely not waste a tool to save him. He was able to kill countless colleagues back then, and even cut off their meat to feed Cheng Mingque with a blank face. Today, he can still kill him. game" stranger.

By the way, he stepped on Xia Zexing's corpse to get the props hidden in the principal's office.

He knew that this bastard had this in mind when he entered the dungeon.

But Xia Zexing "passed by", but Chen Yan didn't intend to "pass by".He stood at the stairs on the seventh floor and said Xia Zexing felt in his pocket when he came up, but he didn't take out anything unexpectedly, and made a rather exaggerated face of grievance.

He typed a sentence in the team chat room: [Why don't you even have an item], after showing it to Xia Zexing, he deleted it word by word and changed it into a sentence: [Who are you and what are you doing here? 】

Xia Zexing thought to himself, this game was played well, and the labor and management were stripped of their vests when they left the arena.

So he didn't speak, and grinned through his tie that smelled of blood.

He couldn't swear, but in his heart he greeted the eighteen generations of Chen Yan and his family's ancestors.Dr. Chen probably knew that he had nothing good to say, so he was not angry. When he left, he waved his hand to say "goodbye".

He left a message on Xia Zexing's terminal, claiming: [The organization will remember your brilliance and greatness, so you can dedicate yourself with confidence. 】

——It's easy to say.

When Xia Zexing was shocked by the cold wind on the roof, he was still thinking, Dr. Chen, if you have the ability to speak louder, you can come up and dance for a round. The air circulation on the roof is sparsely populated, it is not much better than the principal's office where you are nesting below. ?

But he couldn't tell.

He originally wanted to say hello to the ghost behind him and ask him if he could pass his last words to classmate Yin, but he couldn't utter a clear word until he was pushed off the roof by Christie.

He fell down that easily.

Go over the window of the classroom on the second floor.

It hit the flower bed downstairs.

……

[He died in the same place as Christie back then. 】