dramatic death

"My child needs his education?" Yin Tong sneered, "Didn't I beat him up later? This kid Yang Xu takes himself too seriously."

Wen Qiu stood at the stairs on the fifth floor and looked back at him, referring to the red sunset behind him as if it was about to overflow the window, with a slight smile on his lips and eyebrows: "If you had such determination at that time, An Qi would not have been hanged in the future." On the bell tower. But now it seems that you have amnesia, it’s good, at least you don’t have so many thoughts, and you treat people with more sincerity.”

Yin Tong looked up in shock: "I used to be double-faced?"

Wen Qiu pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "You used to think too much, at best you were defensive, at worst you didn't believe anyone."

"That's pretty lonely."

Wen Qiu laughed: "No way, all your children are with you."

While speaking, Yintong had also gone up to the fifth floor, the setting sun was getting darker, and the dark purple halo diffused into the darkness in the corridor, leaving only blurred shadows in the row of group photos on the wall.While following Wen Qiu's footsteps, he tilted his head and looked at those strange photos. The shooting time should not be in the evening, but the sunset outside the window made the rows of people in the photos look like burnt gingerbread men .

Just like the monsters in the dorm.

Yin Tong moved closer and wiped it twice, he wiped a pattern on the cold frame, but still couldn't see the photographer's face clearly.

"Isn't this a graduation photo?"

He turned his head, and the moment the words slipped out of his tongue, he suddenly found that Wen Qiu had stopped a long time ago, and was standing not far away, staring expressionlessly at the photo under his fingers.

There was no expression on Teacher Wen's face, his eyes were dark, and he stood silently in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a plastic figure placed in a store.Yin Tong couldn't help but straightened up, but the moment he pulled out his hand, he was suddenly pricked by something. The sharp stabbing pain awakened his remaining consciousness like lightning. The next bloody handprint the size of a fingertip.

What are you kidding.He took a step back.The blood spot on my hand was not poked out by a blood needle, you should open the gate to release the water, and you can squeeze out so much in an instant?

The bright red sunset wiped away the expression on Wen Qiu's face, and in the blurred light and shadow, Yin Tong could only see his slightly drooping eyelashes, his gaze firmly locked on the blood-stained frame.

He heard a small rubbing sound in the corridor, as if something had rubbed against the wet mirror, but there was only one thing in this corridor that could match the "dampness"—the picture frame in front of him, and the picture frame On the bright red blood.

The red-black setting sun left a thin golden border on the window sill, and in the shadows on the other side of the corridor, Yin Tong saw a vague shadow beside the photo frames all over the wall.

It was a child.

It looked like a child of four or five years old.

It stood less than half a meter away from Yin Tong's body, pressed his fuzzy fingers on the cold frame, and wrote a row of dirty numbers on the blood remaining on it.

July 7, XX, 13:18

three years ago.Yin Tong thought, this photo was taken three years ago.

He watched the dark shadow stop moving, and the round head above the neck turned for a moment. He vaguely felt that the other person seemed to be looking in his direction. Through the remaining sunset and the cold winter wind, he pulled at what might be his face. Opened a slender arc.

It's laughing.

"what happened to you?"

The overwhelming cold light suddenly penetrated the entire corridor, Yin Tong suddenly raised his head, and met Wen Qiu's suspicious eyes not far away.Teacher Wen blinked his eyes, and his fingers were still pressing on the switch of the corridor light. He looked dazed and puzzled, as if he was asking.

"Why don't you leave?"

Wen Qiu looked down at the watch on his wrist.

"It's getting dark, I'm going to the activity room to talk about something."

Yin Tong tilted his head and glanced, and there was nothing on the photo frame.

He used to think that all the nagging things were messing with him, but he didn't expect that Hakoniwa Online also had a mechanism of relying on ghosts to remind him.The kid who looks only four or five years old may not be an evil spirit that eats people and drinks blood, at least not yet, it may just remind Yin Tong how to play the game. In traditional horror games, this character is usually Take over the final decryption.

It is responsible for "guiding" the player into the established plot, and finally unraveling a tragedy that happened to it.This kind of NPC is either always the player's little helper, and in the finale, the soul flies away to earn a vote of the player's tears, or there are signs of rebellion in the middle of the game, and in the finale, he directly turns to the final boss and acts out "Kill me and you can live." "The action drama.

The early days are generally safe.

Yin Tong glanced at the system interface floating in mid-air. In addition to seeing his declining HP, he also saw the bright 8% on the progress bar of the dungeon.

Good guy, it didn't even reach a tenth.

Bearing the dizziness that was gradually covered by his thoughts, he raised his head and showed a rather naive smirk at Wen Qiu, and said, "Mr. call."

……

There is no one in the toilet at the end of the corridor, which is not surprising. The team mode on the system interface is still grayed out. In this instance, except for Yin Tong himself, the rest should be NPCs.

He is the only player, he needs to find the clues by himself, fight the little monsters by himself, if something happens, he can only go back to the file, no one is holding back and no one is flying with him.

This is very unpleasant.

Yin Tong washed his face in front of the sink, looked up at the long-eared rabbit in the mirror and chopped the mirror in front of him with a safety ax.Cobweb-like lines bloomed on the cold glass, the executioner who existed in another plane after the glass was torn apart in an instant, Yin Tong took two steps back and looked at the rabbit's drooping fire axe, and looked at the three side-by-side mirrors above the pool After scanning, the mind is full of "this dungeon can be loaded at least 9 times".

Of course, if you count the one in the women's toilet next door, maybe you can read the file 18 times.If you run fast and you can count the toilet at the other end of the corridor, the hatchback will add 36 times.

It is to run for at least 3 minutes at a time. I am afraid that this time difference will be over in the chase.

The toilets in this school are not unique in shape. They are all ordinary squatting pits in single rooms, neither ingeniously decorated with delicate flowers and green leaves, nor painted in colorful colors on a whim.

To be on the safe side, Yin Tong observed the internal structure of the toilet cubicles one by one after saving the file. This kind of place is usually planned as the scariest place at the top of the list in traditional horror games. There is no special performance in Hakoniwa Online. It can't be any more ordinary, maybe it's really the only safe spot in the whole corridor.

It is true that the resurrection point usually has security protection, but it is really speechless to install the security protection in the toilet.

However, this is not the only place where the game Hakoniwa Online is speechless.

Ever since he woke up again in the classroom, Yin Tong felt that the degree of freedom of this game might be limited to a certain extent. The NPC will refresh at the same coordinate point at any time. Tong Shuyao will always open the back door of the classroom on time. The one who goes downstairs to get the key will definitely be Wen Qiu. Whether you will meet Mr. Wen is only different from him walking with Tong Shuyao speed.

The plot will not change, there will always be someone (NPC) responsible for taking him to the activity room at the end of the fifth floor. The "guide" will always naturally take on the responsibility of introducing the background of the story, and occasionally make a guest appearance to provide clues. The narration skills are very solid, and one or two of them seem to have graduated from the Drama Academy.

What they do is similar.Yin Tong thought, just like what was written on Dong Tiantian's reminder card, "We can never change our destiny".

But if fate cannot be changed, why set three endings: BE, HE and TE?

Who is the GM who controls the game, and what does it do?What do you want to get through this game?

Yin Tong left the toilet and smiled at Teacher Wen who was waiting at the door.

He pretended to be indifferent, and casually turned the topic back to the background introduction just now, and said, "I haven't had time to ask, what happened to Yang Xu after that incident? Save the kid?"

Wen Qiu looked away from the dial, put down his hand and looked at him for a while, then smiled meaningfully and said, "I thought you knew the result."

Yin Tong blinked, and walked towards the activity room at the end of the corridor: "But I don't know the process."

"The process is not important," Wen Qiu said, "We actually don't know the process."

Wen Qiu sometimes feels that it is difficult for him to make a correct interpretation of Yin Tong in the past.He didn't know that person, just like they couldn't figure out why Yin Tong brought Tan Xiao into the small group, and they couldn't figure out why he let Yang Xu continue to torture An Qi.

"That's probably your original way of taming animals," Wen Qiu muffled a laugh, "we can't get in most of your affairs, so when you pretended to be An Qi and got into a fight with Yang Xu in the middle of the night, we all Silly."

"After Dong Tiantian found out, he almost sent Yang Xu back to the medical cabin. You can see that he was arguing with you on the surface, but in fact, that kid is as loyal as Cheng Mingque."

"Fools are blessed with fools."

Yin Tong glanced at Wen Qiu, smiled lightly and said, "If Dong Xiaotian heard your words, he would jump up and slap you on the back of the neck."

"So we can't let him hear it." Teacher Wen blinked his eyes playfully, "but I'm not that close to him, so no matter how angry he is, he won't hit me."

Yin Tong smiled and did not continue this topic, he knew that people would change, who knows what will happen in the future?But following Wen Qiu's tone, he continued to ask: "What about after that? Then Tan Xiao jumped off the building, An Qi was vaccinated, Yang Xu stopped making noise, and we all stopped?"

Wen Qiu shook his head: "After that, we welcomed a new transfer student."

"How new is it?" Yin Tong asked.

Wen Qiu followed his gaze to the activity room at the end of the corridor. There were several young people in twos and threes standing at the closed door: sisters who looked similar in front and back, a rebellious boy blowing bubble gum against the window, flipping through books Cheng Mingque who jumped up to greet Yintong, Dong Tiantian who rolled his eyes when Cheng Mingque quarreled, and An Qi who waited obediently by the door.

However, besides them, there was a girl with her head bowed standing in the corner.

She wore double ponytails, and her face was as white as the brick wall behind her. After hearing the voice, she revealed a pair of dark eyes from under her bangs, and glanced at Yin Tong from a distance through the frolicking crowd.

His expression was gloomy, like some kind of fish that lived in the deep sea.