Seven Days, Seven Nights

"Clean up."

Faced with an indifferent attitude, Suer carefully cleaned up with wit.By the way, I started to think about what the last host said when he left, "the most appropriate", think about it carefully, God fortune is indeed a small expert at dealing with bugs.

I used my light to pay attention to the other side. It was the same as when I met last time. Not only is the dressing up, but the other party's hobby of carrying a pony pony around has not changed.

After confirming that the last petal was swept into the dustpan, Sur sprinkled some clean water to press the dust.

Ji Heng admires this ability to bend and stretch.

After the cleaning, Sur tentatively said: "If there is nothing wrong, I will go first."

The clever operator was indifferent, sat on the pony, and threw several broken turtle shells in his sleeves on the ground, and began to play permutations and combinations.

Suer silently exited, and finally glanced back. I don't know if it was a coincidence. The fortune teller happened to be sitting in the position that Dongfeng layman likes. It can protect from light and blow into the wind.

In the past, the latter was so quiet and good.

Ji Heng: "It's a blessing in misfortune."

Suer thought for a while and nodded: "Zhu Yun said before that women are good at deceiving people with lies, and men are good at telling the truth and deceiving people."

It's terrible that the rose gentleman never lied.

Of course, the most satisfying thing is that the dungeon of the fortune-telling master is out of sight. In the previous dungeon, there have not been several encounters in total.

The two of them found an empty classroom to sit down at random, and Suer no longer thought about things related to the host: "Chen Ziwen is ruthless about coming to kill at night."

Knuckles unconsciously tapped on the table in a rhythmic manner: "The gap between the twins is deep, we have to stand in line."

Both of them and their brothers have hatreds, and they have to find a way to resolve them.

Ji Heng glanced at him: "Who do you want to choose?"

Suer did not hesitate: "Ghost King."

Zhang Xiaohua couldn't beat the ghost king, and Chen Ziwen died because of the ghost king's calculations.

Ghosts have no good or evil at all. In that case, of course the strongest one must be chosen.

When Ji Heng didn't speak, he agreed with his opinions.

After reaching an agreement, Suer looked at the half-thick answer book, lowered his head and pondered for a moment. "You have always taken a stocking approach to me."

"cough……"

Ji Heng just unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle that he didn't finish drinking in the morning, and his expression was a little subtle when he heard'stocking'.

Suer calmly said: "Insufficient analysis is sometimes more useful than self-training."

He now feels that he has many scattered clues, but lacks a key thing to connect them together.There must be such a feeling that some aspects have not been done well.

Ji Heng tightened the cap again: "Want to hear?"

Sur nodded seriously.

"Time." Ji Heng turned his face and looked out the window: "What month is it now?"

Just look at the flowers, plants and trees, they are all prosperous, and the weather can only be regarded as muggy.

"The end of June or the beginning of July?" Sur was not too sure.

It took only a few seconds to answer, first in astonishment and then Ming Wu: "It's about this time after graduation from elementary school."

Ji Heng: "The Headless Ghost mentioned that we would experience everything at that time, but you only think that some of the players will imitate Zhang Xiaohua to sell Bazi."

Suer was silent, and his throat was dry for a while: "I was really negligent."

"This is only the first point," Ji Heng laughed, and asked if he wanted to keep listening.

Sur hesitated and nodded.

"There are a lot of things in the student drawers that I haven't had time to organize. How many tables are there?"

Sur recalled: "About a dozen."

Ji Heng: "There are just a dozen players."

Su Er understood: "So the diploma we are looking for are actually those of the children who died?"

"Correct."

Su Er thought: "If the player who sells Bazi represents Zhang Xiaohua, who can represent the twin brothers...No way..."

Denying this to himself, once twins appear in the players, they will definitely attract attention, and the story of the copy will be easily derived.

Ji Heng led him to the office and pointed to the report book that was turned out that night: "Human thinking ability is selective."

Like a schoolboy, Suer obediently stood aside and listened to his lectures with the back of his hand behind.

Ji Heng: "At that time, your instinctive reaction was to look at the results. This is not wrong, but there are omissions."

Suer frowned, picked up a book in his hand and read it again, and then he flicked his finger and stopped.

There are only two lines on the first page, which are two underscores for students to fill in their name and birthday.Just when he was about to turn over a few more books, Ji Heng handed over the roster, listing each line clearly.

Suer directly looked at the date of birth and found a student named Cai Hu, whose birth date happened to be the same month and day.

Subconsciously raised his head.

Ji Heng: "August 1st."

Suer looked down and found another student whose birthday was August 1.

According to this rule, a player corresponds exactly to a victim.

"That's it..." He frowned and murmured, "When turning the answer book, you can't have the idea of'my graduation certificate'."

Ji Heng nodded: "You represent Cai Hu. The correct way to ask is'Where is Cai Hu's diploma?'"

"Suppose I know the students represented by other players..." I passed the idea before finishing the words.

The correct answer is only one page.

Ji Heng reminded: "I already know what to ask. This alone is not enough to pass the customs."

Su Er's eyebrows were more melancholy, and he felt like a tourist in a hurry, seeing the scenery along the road in vain.

"Next, do you want to say who you already know the murderer of the drug case?"

Ji Heng: "There are suspicions but lack of argument."

"..."

Seeing Suer downcast, he looked a bit like a big cock that was defeated, and his expression was rare and vivid.

The corners of Ji Heng's lips curled up a bit and then quickly pressed down, comforting: "Starting directly from the book of answers, there is nothing wrong with violently breaking the game."

So as not to give up on himself because of this frustration, Suer picked up his spirits and followed the other side's analysis: "The current time period is close to the poisoning case. Usually you need to pay attention to the breakfast provided by the ghost king."

On death anniversary, it’s strange not to poison it.

Ji Heng: "To be precise, it is the day after tomorrow."

"..."

"Zhang Xiaohua asked to find the murderer of the poisoning case before the sun rises the day after tomorrow, proving that that day is a special day."

The spirit that had only recovered a little languished again.

Ji Heng: "Step by step, no rush, solid thinking is not a good thing."

Su Er slightly pondered: "I know."

Just as I didn't notice this, the other party would not consider using the Book of Destruction Answers to break the game.

If both parties use the same method, it is not conducive to customs clearance.

Ji Heng: "Let’s talk to the King of Ghosts about cooperation first, and avoid tonight."

Sur agrees.

For someone like him who is good at using logical thinking to clash with ghosts, encountering a violent attack monster with a machete will be very disadvantaged.

·

Low building.

The ghost king stayed in the mirror to heal his wounds, staring coldly at the two who came up.

Surshou never left the electric shock device and was ready to be attacked at any time, but the ghost king was uncharacteristically quiet.

After being attacked jointly by players and Zhang Xiaohua, he will inevitably have more concerns.

Suer called out'Chen Ziwen' and asked, "Is it a fox fairy?"

There was a frenzy in the little boy's eyes: "Of course."

Definitely watching him for a few seconds, Suer clapped his hands: "The acting school." At the end his smile disappeared: "You are not Chen Ziwen, let alone worship the fox fairy."

The little boy walked out of the mirror with a murderous intention.

Su Er said unhurriedly: "We must have to pay a price to kill us. Injuries and injuries, are you afraid of the real Chen Ziwen coming in?"

A short distance away, the little boy stopped, his expression disdainful: "If the fox fairy had been protecting him, I would have killed him."

That stupid brother who only learns a little cleverness is not his opponent when he is alive, and the same when he is dead.

Sur straight to the point: "Cooperate?"

The little boy was cunning by nature and marveled at the thick skin of the person in front of him. Only in the morning did he cooperate with Zhang Xiaohua to beat him, and in the afternoon he came to discuss cooperation with the victim.

Suer smiled friendly: "Get to know again, I am Suer."

Barely suppressing the surging killing intent, the little boy said coldly: "Chen Ziwu."

The default is to cooperate.

In the following time, Su Er and Ji Heng did not leave here again.In the middle, Liu Wen and a player named Li Zizai came over. As soon as they went upstairs, they saw the ghost king standing in the middle of the mirror. Outside the mirror, Ji Heng and Suer were sitting on both sides, like a living door.

The visual shock was so great that Liu Wen couldn't help but stared at their badges for a long time, trying to make sure it was a ghost or a man.

If you are a human, why can you live in harmony with ghosts?

Sur: "It's a deal, are you coming?"

If it weren't for Li Zizai's insistence on looking for clues in the low building, Liu Wen would not set foot at all. After all, he had also contributed to the fight against the ghost king in the morning.

After being invited, he shook his head decisively.

But Li Zizai asked one more sentence: "What deal?"

Excluding those who did not eat breakfast, the player selling the birthday characters is not Li Zizai or Gao Rui. The former is more likely.

Now that Liu Wen and Li Zizai got together, Su Er's smile was a little playful, and sure enough, there were no permanent enemies in the copy.

"A deal to kill ghosts." After saying a word, he closed his eyes and rested.

Li Zizai's heart was so deep that he didn't really leave, and waited with his arms folded.Liu Wenju was uncertain, but finally stayed, ready to see the situation.

As time passed, Suer opened his eyes and looked downstairs: "Isn't it coming?"

They are in the low building, and they know that they are cooperating with the king of ghosts, and Chen Ziwen may shrink.

"He will come." Chen Ziwu was very sure: "It's not just you who will find help."

I haven't figured out the meaning of this sentence, but there was a sudden strong wind outside, and I could hear the whistling sound inside the building.

Chi Chi Chi.

Strange fox sounds instead of howling the wind, appeared in the corridor.

As soon as Su Er stood up, he was stared at by dozens of eyes, took a short step back subconsciously, and finally understood what the so-called helper meant.

Chen Ziwen is here, not only is here, there is also a group of foxes behind him.

"This is the wish fox." Chen Ziwu showed a trace of fear: "It can enhance fortune."

A wish fox is not very useful, but a group can be a perfect support.

Liu Wen regretted that he didn't leave early, so it's fine to fight ghosts. This ghost actually brought lucky blessings.I couldn't help but look at Li Zizai next to him. Li Zizai's focus was on Ji Heng. Seeing that the other party had no intention of running away, he suspected that there would be additional rewards for helping the ghost king.

Su Er suddenly pulled Ji Heng aside and asked in a low voice, "Is there any way to send me out and mud?"

"...The clay figure is not the opponent of Yuanhu."

Sur shook his head, his voice moaning softly: "I want to publish a book."

Ji Heng glanced at him deeply.

Sur embarrassed and said: "It's better to beat these wishing foxes to death. I use mud to make pages, inject the yin air, and then force these wishing foxes to live on them."

When unlucky, as long as you open the book, he is the luckiest cub in the copy!

The author has something to say:

The Book of Answers: Publish a book, scumbag!

Sur: Good.

Book of Answers:...