Chapter 248

Sure enough.

The door was empty.

There are no ghosts.

An empty corridor.

It seems that the rhythmic knock on the door just now and the harsh sound of finally using sharp nails to pull on the door board are all illusions.

After probing, Yilin breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know if there is an item [no trespassing into other people's dormitories] in the so-called 'school rules'? It seems that for other students,' school rules' should be some kind of restriction, otherwise this door should not stop the terrible existence of Queen Yan Luo."

Of course, Yilin is just an example.

If the queen Yanluo is really standing outside the door, she can completely ignore the school rules.

School rules restrict students. What does it have to do with her Yanluo queen?

In the dark.

Elaine waited a little longer.

Narrator: you are completely silent.

There was no other movement outside the door.

"Three times... Should I really leave this time? It's no fun to fool around. The existence outside the door can't squat at my door until dawn."

"After all, there are still four students in the 'shift students' of Styx junior middle school."

"Even in addition to the two women being taught by Queen Yanluo, there is Zhitian dance."

"There's no reason to stare at me."

Now.

Although there was no narration in front of Yilin.

But he also faces a choice.

Stay in a safe quilt until dawn?

Or do you walk in the dark according to the original plan?

After thinking for a moment, Yilin smiled in a low voice: "Oh, how can there be a completely safe place in the trial?"

"Maybe this apparent 'safety' is another deep-seated trap."

"This Styx junior high school is full of strange murders everywhere. It's really strange to say that only one school rule or one door blocks all dangers."

"Otherwise, Han Han's death cannot be explained. In broad daylight, he fell from the rooftop and died... It is obvious that there is something hidden among the students."

Yilin got up from the quilt and lurked in the dark. He didn't cancel the state of "shadow following".

The consumption in a short period of time is almost negligible when upgrading to the max level. Yilin's current spiritual attributes are much higher than when he first became an apostle. Even the natural recovery of psionic power can offset some of the continuous consumption of "follow suit".

So this is his most frequently used skill.

No one.

Yilin was like a shadow, and the whole man stuck to the door.

Read power perception release.

He held a knife in his hand and waited for a few seconds. Suddenly, he opened the door, rolled on the spot and flexibly pasted it on the wall of the corridor.

“……”

In a few seconds.

Yilin got up from the wall, but the knife was still held on the back of his hand just in case.

In a dangerous environment, the knife is safer in hand.

After all, a series of procedures such as taking out cards from the storage space, crushing and shaping are a flaw even if the interval is too short.

Without certainty, Yilin decided not to put the knife away for the time being.

There's no one around anyway.

also.

Yilin doesn't believe it. In class, Queen Yanluo can perform "magic". Students will bald Cao Tiantian's skull. Under this painting style, walking on campus with a knife will be listed in the prohibited regulations of the "school rules".

"It's safe for now."

Yilin opened the Apostle panel and looked.

The names of Zhitian dance, Cao Tiantian and Liu Ruyan are still bright.

Cao Tiantian's encounter with Liu Ruyan is unimaginable at present, so how to choose Zhitian ball on the first night?

Yilin was not sure whether the knocker... Or some other non-human existence also knocked on the dormitory door of other shift students.

If you knock, with Zhitian dance's character... Yilin covers his forehead and hardly needs to think, he can make up Zhitian dance's response.

Three steps.

1、 Select C.

2、 Open the door.

3、 Draw a knife and cut it out.

Thinking of this, Yilin quickly sent a message to Zhitian dance.

Elaine: someone knocked on your door just now?

Zhitian Dance: I don't know.

Elaine: don't know?

Zhitian Dance: I'm outside.

Elaine:???

Zhitian Dance: take a walk. I'm a little busy. I'll talk later.

The conversation is over.

take a walk?

Yilin suddenly had a bad feeling.

He shook his wrist and wanted to move, but after thinking for a moment, he abandoned Bai Xiaoyi and released Nie Hongxiu.

White hair, red clothes, barefoot, spotless, dust like an immortal.

Nie Hongxiu arrived as promised and crossed the border.

"I've seen officials. Huh?"

When Nie Hongxiu appeared in the dark, he habitually bowed to Yilin, but Nie Hongxiu was stunned in the air as soon as he finished worshipping.

After all, returning to a girl from the posture of a young woman is a novel experience.

Yilin didn't give Nie Hongxiu a chance to sigh. He directly switched to Nie Hongxiu's vision and looked down at the whole audience from a high altitude.

"I... shit."

Yilin soon found Zhitian dance in the campus at night.

Zhitian dance walked slowly along the path of the campus. Looking at the leisurely posture, it seemed as if she was walking as she said.

I'm so... Believe you!

"No, if you walk slowly, it's too late. You can only..."

Yilin waved away Nie Hongxiu, who wanted to stop talking. Without saying a word, his fingertips trembled, and an invisible colorless reading needle condensed at his fingertips. After Yilin accurately identified the specific position, he quickly and accurately penetrated into his brain.

"Local activation · locust foot."

In an instant, a crisp electric current flowed through her legs. Yilin stepped on the corridor fence and made a deep squat.

Pop, pop, pop.

Each joint of the lower limbs seems to be overwhelmed. When the muscles of both legs are tightened and stored, all the load-bearing joints of the lower limbs make a creaking sound like that of the old engine when it is not oiled, which sounds very sad.

Power storage completed.

The description of the power accumulation process seems to be very long, but in fact, it is such a short process as inhaling, squatting, pausing and bouncing up again.

To put it bluntly, it's like preparing for squatting in the toilet.

Bang!

At night, there was a loud noise at the foot of Yilin.

... the toilet blew up.

Ah, no, it was Yilin. In an instant, his legs were like electromagnetic catapults, bouncing into the sky.

For the redevelopment of "nianzhen", Yilin has been able to reproduce some of its effects in combination with previous experience.

Especially in this trial practice, he came to the world with noumenon. With the self-healing support of Dionysian factor, Yilin also dared to play more operations.

Local activation can more accurately stimulate an organ, a group of nerves, or a group of muscles to achieve a more concentrated state of "activation".

For example, in the case of first gear activation, the whole body is activated into "one", and the lower limb muscle group only occupies "one-third", while in the state of local activation, it can completely focus "one" on specific parts and play a more terrible effect.

However, without [Dionysian factor] as the backing, Yilin didn't dare to play like this at all, otherwise he would play needle self Immolation every minute, go to heaven in situ and fall into a box.

At this moment, Yilin's thighs turned into locusts' feet, with amazing elasticity.

With a leap of energy, he jumped into the sky.

In mid air, Yilin adjusted his posture and landed lightly. At the moment of landing, joints, muscles, ligaments, blood vessels and nerves were under terrible pressure, making a brittle sound and sharp pain of tearing.

In several landing rooms, Yilin crossed hundreds of meters from the dormitory upstairs, and then quickly tailed to close to Zhitian dance.

Zhitian dance's spirit and spirit are one. In her eyes, there is only the bald ladle shining in the night. In addition, Yilin opens like a shadow behind Zhitian dance. She doesn't notice Yilin's approach at all.

Knife light... Pouring.

Knife, coming out of scabbard.

Target locked... Bald!

Yilin appears behind Zhitian dance.

Before Zhitian dance took out the knife, he directly covered Zhitian dance's mouth with his right hand, pressed the handle of Zhitian dance's knife with his left hand, and pressed the pouring blade back into the scabbard.

Zhitian Dance: "??"

Yi Lin was afraid that the girl with a knife in her head turned and cut behind her. She quickly lowered her voice and said, "don't choose, don't talk, don't give a knife, believe me."

Four phrases that speak very fast summarize Yilin's demands at the moment.

In three minutes.

When the bald guard saw Yilin and Zhitian dance, they disappeared into the dark again. Until their figures completely disappeared out of sight, he returned to the security pavilion with a smile and was silent.

The old dog lay on the ground again, his eyelids drooping.

at night.

campus.

Yilin took Zhitian dance to the place where there was no one.

Zhitian dance and Yilin opened a few steps away. Her cold eyes looked at Yilin, and her right hand was put on the knife again. She loosened, shook, loosened, and shook back and forth, like hesitation and urging.

Although Zhitian dance didn't say a word, Yilin understood it very well and read out the body language of Zhitian dance.

——"You'd better give me an explanation quickly, or I'll chop you, chop you, chop you, very cruel."

Erin has no nonsense.

In front of Zhitian dance, he took off his clothes directly.

In an instant.

Zhitian dance's fingers trembled slightly and almost pulled out the knife.

But the next moment.

Zhitian dance's pupil shrinks slightly, and her right hand on the knife relaxes involuntarily.

Behind Yilin, in the middle of his back and at the spine, there was a strange piece of meat with the size of a palm stuck to Yilin's back.

At night, the meat looks darker than normal skin. It is covered with dense and overlapping blood vessels, and it is still crawling slowly. Around the meat, like insects, countless false feet are stretched out all around, deep into the skin, and I don't know where they spread.

Zhitian dance's mouth was slightly open and silent for a long time.

Although he was not familiar with Zhitian dance, he saw this surprised expression on Zhitian dance's face for the first time.

"See?"

After finishing, Yilin's expression was calm, dressed, and there was no wave in her eyes.

Like that strange piece of meat, it doesn't grow on his back.

Zhitian dance suddenly changed her face, stretched out her hand and scratched her back. A few seconds later, she silently wound her hand back from behind.

Yilin said with a smile, "it's not impossible for Mao to leave here without knowing what this thing behind is."

Zhitian Dance: "

"At the beginning, I also felt that as an escape trial, it was strange that the 'exit' should be set in the open. One possibility is that the one behind... Is some kind of restriction. If you don't solve this thing, maybe even if you can step out of the door, you can't escape."

Zhitian dance was silent again, and then silently took off the black scabbard long knife around her waist and handed it to Yilin.

Yi Lin: "

Zhitian danced back to Yilin, inhaled slightly, and then said calmly, "cut it off."

“！”

Susu

As the ancients said, a gentleman who takes off his clothes and doesn't speak is a real gentleman.

Yi Lin: "