Seven Days, Seven Nights

When his fingertips touched the thick and hard cover, Sul propped his head in thought.

He obviously sat in the innermost row by the window, but instantly received all the attention of the other players.

A few of them had even more anxious eyes than the parties involved, and they wrote blatantly, "Quick turn."'

The corner of Su's mouth curled up, and he looked up at Ji Heng: "Next, please enjoy my performance... a lively ghost."

The moment the voice fell, it flipped cleanly, the page stayed at the number '130', and the set of words in the center was particularly eye-catching——

Shout soul.

The standard black and white words, but the phrase leaps straight into people's eyes like it has vitality.

The breathing in the classroom weakened at this moment.

Closing the book, Suer sat quietly, waiting for the unknown horror to come.

When everyone was fully silent, the five senses became very keen, as if they could catch a leaf outside.

Da da da.

The quietness of the corridor was broken, and the slow and heavy footsteps gradually became clear from slight, proving that something was approaching outside.

"Three..."

Ji Heng spoke suddenly, and Suer said with a puzzled'um'.

"At least three ghosts came."

The sound is not heavy, but anyone can hear it when the needle falls.

A younger girl cast a sympathetic look at Su Er, and soon discovered that the other person could not see the blame, which seemed to be expected.

Suer didn't even sigh, and for the first time began to wonder how to survive surrounded by many ghosts.

His own strength value is not high, and violence is impossible. Since the game has a customized answer book that measures the player’s strength, the only thing that can be relied on is the charm value.

No, it can't compete with multiple ghosts by virtue of the charm value.

Suer looked down slowly and quickly analyzed the most feasible method: making a fuss about the relationship between ghosts and ghosts.

The next moment, the door opened!

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of soft-soled cloth shoes. A middle-aged woman in her forties walks in with a nice neck line and a round face, which makes her feel very kind.

The man walking behind her has good-looking features and is unsmiling.

The last one was an old man, dressed plainly and kept his head down.

A middle-aged woman and a man wear a ring at the same time, which can be presumed to be a husband and wife.

As they approached, a faint layer of frost formed on the classroom floor, and the temperature was frighteningly low.

The girl who was worried about Su's force value was not too high, so she had a subtle feeling of pity for the same disease at the beginning.At this moment, she felt that her whole body was frozen, like a wooden sculpture, and she could only wait for the knife to fall on her body.

The piercing pain just swayed from her body, the ghost's footsteps did not stop beside the girl, and went straight to Sur.

The middle-aged woman looked sad, and said dumbly, "Master, save my child!"

Suer frowned. These ghosts couldn't see other people in their eyes. There seemed to be a problem with their memory. Similar to the NPC in the game, no matter how things change, they will always repeat the same lines.

"Ghosts are born out of obsession. Not all ghosts can maintain a complete mentality." Ji Heng's voice floated over: "The provocation of words does not work on them."

Su Er understood that this type of ghost would only look for a deadly reason.

The middle-aged woman urged Sur: "My child is still waiting for help!"

The fingernails covered with corpses grew wildly, seeing the tendency to stretch out in the next second, Suer stood up and said, "Take me to see."

The middle-aged woman automatically slowed down and walked at the very end. Su Er was helplessly caught between a few people, pushed forward by the cold air behind her.

After the three ghosts left, the temperature in the classroom gradually returned to normal.With the lessons learned from Sur, the remaining players added another layer of consideration before turning the book.

There is often more than one way to survive the copy, and maybe there are other ways besides flipping the book.

The person sitting in the front row of Ji Heng had a relationship with him in another instance, and turned around and said, "I heard that you have a good relationship."

"It's not bad." Ji Heng turned his mouth slightly for some reason.

The person in the front row: "Gangna is obviously a family ghost, it's hard to deal with."

Family ghosts are difficult to provoke, usually injure one, and the other will have more destructive power due to anger.However, before Su Er left, he didn't see Ji Heng giving any props to defend himself.

He wasn't worried about Sul, he was more about accumulating experience, and in case he had a similar result, he had to have a reference.

"The family is good." Ji Heng's words made the front row confused.

"Good?" The person in the front row was stunned: "Where is the good thing?"

"Tidy."

"..."

Speechless, the person in the front row smiled and turned around.

Ji Heng recalled the word'call soul' on the page and shook his head.

Where the ghost goes, the temperature drop is the most common manifestation.

In the corridor, Su Er was trembling slightly, not much afraid, mainly cold.These three ghosts are like freezers that walk freely. He clearly saw a fly on the wall after the ghost passed by, flapping its wings weakly, and falling to the ground without knowing its life or death.

Walked unimpeded all the way to the rooftop.

"Master, here it is."

The middle-aged woman pointed to the girl standing in front of the fence: "It's been three days. My child doesn't eat a bite of food, and he doesn't respond to words, just like losing his soul."

Suer didn't speak, and when he came closer, the girl's skin was a little loose, and she smelled like a corpse.

Where is the soul lost, it is clearly dead.

The taciturn man comforted his weeping wife: "When the master finishes calling the soul, the baby can come back."

The night sky suddenly became bright.

There are many ghosts floating around, like Kongming lanterns, emitting faint fluorescent light.They are all staring at Sur, their eyes full of gloat.

The soul can't call it back, and another unlucky ghost wants to join them!

"I have met many liar masters before," the middle-aged woman didn't notice the abnormalities around her at all, because the crying voice was intermittent: "Fortunately, they all got retribution. This master saw no problem."

The corner of Su's mouth twitched, his high hat buttoned off guard.

But the ghost grinned: "Come with us."

The soft whispering repeats like a spell.

Su Er's gaze swept over the ghosts one by one, and he was suddenly happy: "It appeared at the right time, saving me the trouble of going through the book again."

With a smile on his face, he took out the electric shock device without hesitation in private, and pressed the power source at a nearby ghost.

The ghost of Shicai who was still gloating quickly turned into a cloud of smoke, and the others hurriedly fled. However, their range of activities is inseparable from the rooftop and their strength is weak, otherwise they would have avenged the couple long ago.

Sur holding an electric shock device, like an executioner, harvested several ghosts in a row.

The middle-aged woman even forgot to cry, looking at the shock device in Su Er's hand with some trepidation.

The distracted gaze of the most inexistent old man on the side suddenly condensed, his five fingers formed into claws, and he immediately touched the edge of the electric shock device. However, the moment he touched, he suddenly screamed and a burnt smell appeared on the surface of his skin.

Su Er sneered, he took out the electric shock device openly, expecting the ghost to snatch it.However, this thing is born to be the nemesis of ghosts, and even the rose gentleman wanted to snatch the flowers from his ears. It was so dim, not to mention a mere ghost.

The only way is to kill yourself and try again.

It's a pity that the ghosts in the dungeon also have to go through the process to kill people. Before shouting the soul failed, Sur was sure that he was safe.

"It's time to call the soul." The old man was injured, and the middle-aged woman's voice became sharp.

Sur did not delay: "What is her name?"

"Chen Chen."

Knuckles buckled on the fence twice, making a dull light sound, Su Er opened his mouth: "Chen Chen--"

The tone was dragged extraordinarily, as if he was screaming for the soul.

The body did not respond.

Sur approached the girl, secretly injecting Yin Qi with an electric shock.

The energy of the ghosts is too little after they disperse, but the harvest is large, which should be barely enough.

Wherever a normal corpse would stand forever, although it smelled like a corpse but did not rot, Suhl was more inclined to see her power being held back by something.

Not long after, the girl's fingertips trembled.

With the last trace of Yin Qi injected, the girl slowly raised her head and called'Mom' hesitantly for a while.

"I'm back!" The middle-aged woman was crying and hugged her excitedly: "I'm really back! Look at you, you are all thinner, why don't you obediently eat?"

"obedient?"

The girl was irritated from nowhere, she suddenly pressed someone on the fence, her eyeballs protruding: "If you lose your grades, you will leave at the parent meeting because of the premature love rushed to the class and beat me at the same table. Forcing me to change my college entrance examination, why should I be obedient?"

The middle-aged woman changed her talent to be kind and pinched the girl's neck: "In order to give birth to you, I have stretch marks and cannot perform on stage. My youth and my dream... you must inherit it to me!"

The girl's strength after waking up is stronger than that of her mother. She shook off the middle-aged woman and looked at the other two ghosts coldly.

The old man looked at the daughter-in-law on the ground, and chattered: "I said that the girl has no conscience. I asked you to give it away and ask for another one. Look now!"

The taciturn man wanted to speak, but couldn't speak.

Sur tried to minimize his presence, holding his breath and stepping aside.

The love and hatred for close people is often more extreme. The four ghosts are in a melee. The middle-aged woman can’t beat her daughter. Suddenly stretches her nails to go to her husband’s face and scolds the coward. The old man defends his son and slaps the middle-aged woman. The slap... the battle is in chaos.

Flesh and blood flew all over, with a'boom'!The skinny arm with corpse spots was torn off and flew out, just in front of Su Er, half of the girl's face was ruined on the other side, and she bit off the flesh of the woman's leg without any concern about her injuries, and said viciously. : "Let you jump! I make you never jump!"

Sur saw it chilling in his heart.

Ji Heng said that the infinitely magnified obsession is malice, and he is truly insight today.

Seeing no match, the couple reunited to deal with the crazy girl.

At first Suer watched with cold eyes, until he witnessed this scene, he suddenly felt his heart beating violently, and the picture seemed to be familiar.

"Everyone uses the right hand, why do you use the left hand?"

The sound that suddenly appeared in the memory was suppressed to the extreme, and he spoke softly, but seemed to roar.The blurry picture flashed by, and he wanted to capture it again but ended in failure.

Finally, after the violent heart palpitations passed, the scene of blood and blood flying on the rooftop was under control without knowing when the violent heart palpitations passed.

Two dogs fight, play off.

Sur recovered and took a few steps closer.

This family of ghosts ignored his existence, still lingering and trying to continue attacking each other despite their powerlessness, and didn't care if they were attacked.

Sur coughed slightly.

The middle-aged woman finally took care of it, and was full of bitter questions: "Why do you want to save this unscrupulous little evildoer?"

Suer raised his eyebrows: "You didn't invite me to come?"

Hearing that the middle-aged woman's eyes became confused again, and she suddenly felt lucky: "Yes, my daughter can't die! No one will support me when she is dead."

Su Er shook his head, did not expect the three views of this family, took out the empty bottle, smiled sternly at the few ghosts who were no longer fighting, and said every word: "Give me, cry."

A hundred drops of tears trade, finally has a way.

Thanks for the book of answers.

Grateful.

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classroom.

The Dongfeng layman who closed his eyes and rested suddenly opened his eyes.

Just as the player thought he was going to say something, someone suddenly pricked his ears: "Listen."

A certain kind of whimper was faintly mixed in the sound of the howling wind.A few more minutes passed, the sobs gradually reduced to wailing, and the harsh devil's sobs expanded infinitely in the dark night.

"The ghost seems to be crying." The sobbing sound resembled the screams of the old cat after being frightened, and it became louder and louder. A female player pursed her dry lips: "You said...why does the ghost cry?"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Sur: I hope the book of answers has a thousand and one nights, and a short story every night.

Ji Heng: I will read it to you.