"Hey, I'm back." Chen Qing smiled and waved his blood-stained fingers to say hello to Jiang Wan.
He looked at the blood on his fingertips and trembled as he held the bullet in his mouth.
"I just asked where the iron smell came from." Chen Qing shook his head and spit out the bullet in his mouth.
The moment after leaving the illusion, pain reached Chen Qing's nerve endings.
He felt pain radiating from his fingertips, doubled by the itching caused by the growing muscles.
After the pleasantries, his thoughts gradually calmed down along with the pain.
He looked at Jiang Wan, took a deep breath, and said with a serious face: "It's unexpected."
But Jiang Wan's face turned a little pale. She looked at Chen Qing's wounds and tightened her fingers on her sleeves.
"Your wound..." She was silent for a moment, seeming to blame herself.
If she hadn't pushed Chen Qing out, if she hadn't believed the words of the illusion, maybe Chen Qing wouldn't have suffered these injuries.
"The wound is not the main problem." He showed his nearly healed wound and continued to explain to Jiang Wan: "What I told you before... the other party can only control one person, but what I didn't expect is that it can control one person. Split into senses.”
He shook his head and continued to Jiang Wan: "If a person's world is composed of five senses, he split one person's five senses into two people. Through different influences, one plus one is greater than two. .
Think about it carefully, if you were the person who just lost your sight, and you also lost your hearing. In your fantasy, I became the one who left. Do you dare to follow me?
Or when dawn really comes, you see me leaving the classroom. Do you dare to follow me? Do you dare to follow my steps and walk outside the house? "
He smiled, and Jiang Wan's expression became serious.
Yes, if you don't know when the illusion will end, no... maybe even this moment is an illusion?
She looked at Chen Qing's face and turned pale.
Maybe he was already standing in front of the door at this moment, or maybe he had died in the corridor.
All possibilities... actually coexist in this paradoxical situation.
She took a deep breath and pinched her arm, while Chen Qing looked at it with his eyes rounded, a little confused.
"What are you doing?"
"Um...try to see if you are in a hallucination?"
He was stunned for more than half a second, then shook his head: "There is no need to worry so much... After all, the back room... itself does not have a certain death ending."
He smiled brightly and continued to explain to Jiang Wan: "Rules and rules mean that you will be safe as long as you abide by them.
As far as we can see so far, the back room is an independent space, and they cannot learn about the outside world beyond the obstacles of space.
At the same time, if the entity wants to create a realistic enough illusion, then most of its content must be 'ordered'; it will also put most of the modified senses into a person.
But this gives us a chance, doesn’t it? In a correct and orderly world, a person who is affected by his senses cannot do strange actions or say strange words. "
Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment, thinking about what the strange words were.
But after just thinking for a moment, she understood what the other person said.
If Chen Qing suddenly asked her what to eat tomorrow night, she would just be stunned for a moment and then answer. But in the fantasy world, why would Chen Qing ask her so abruptly.
Because that's the "rule".
The "rules" dictate that these entities must aim to kill two people.
In the fantasy world, he would not suddenly make some strange requests to Jiang Wan, nor would he fail to answer some things that only the two of them knew.
"Success is also an illusion, failure is also an illusion." She sighed, and Chen Qing across from him smiled: "Yes. The limitations of the illusion itself have a huge problem, it is fake after all, he can modify what we heard something, or spoken words, but it doesn't allow us to hear a 'real' voice."
The moment he finished speaking, the darkness in the entire classroom was dispelled. They looked out the window, and the old man with the corners of his mouth turned upward became ferocious.
They nestled in the corner by the window sill. They used their slender arms to hold the window and looked at the two people in the room.
They bared their teeth and left marks on the windowsill with their dry fingertips.
But no matter what they did, no matter how long they stayed there, no matter whether they could appear in the corner where Chen Qing's vision settled, they could no longer pose a threat.
They could only do this, they could only show their faces and pray that the two young people would not dare to take another step forward.
But Chen Qing looked at them and smiled crookedly.
"Did you ever fight spiders when you were a kid?" Chen Qing didn't look back, but he was already on his way to the corridor.
"Spiderman?"
"Yes, fight those spiders with long arms and legs and a weak body."
He picked up the chair and stool beside him and threw it towards the old man outside the door under Jiang Wan's stunned gaze.
"Hey! You're really hitting me!!"
"Hiss! Ah!!!"
The old man's wailing voice was particularly high-pitched, but it usually only lasted a few times before Chen Qing's stool reached their heads.
"Hey! No! Please respect me!" She shouted again and again, but Chen Qing's movements became faster and faster.
He held the stool in his hand like a god of war. Even though the movements he waved in his hands didn't have any skills... he was still like a god of war.
Those old men with thin arms and legs couldn't even raise their hands to resist the attack of the stool.
They just tried to resist with their mobile phones, but the moment they lifted them up, they were broken by the stool and fell on them again.
Under the violent impact of the stool, their limbs were shattered and broken. The skin that was supposed to be connected to the bones was as pitiful as paper. In just half a second, the broken limbs were separated from their main bodies.
They didn't even have time to run, and their short bodies fell to the ground, and were stepped on by Chen Qing, causing blood to flow everywhere.
"Hey...Hey! Chen Qing!"
Jiang Wan's face in the classroom was full of shock. She hesitated. This terrifying scene even made her slow down to keep up.
But Chen Qing outside the house would not wait for her. He chased those physical creatures all the way, even to the corner at the end of the corridor. At the end where he could not dodge, Chen Qing had a smile on his face.
"You are very brave." He smiled and patted the handle of the stool in his hand, but the old man pressed his whole body against the wall and did not dare to move.
He raised the stick in his hand and was about to swing it down when the old man fell to his knees and let out a stomach-churning whine.
He kowtowed and stabbed the back of his head with his skull-like hand. He surged and pulled out a transparent crystal and mucus from his palm.
Chen Qing was stunned for a moment. The old man was not dead yet, and he was able to respectfully hand the crystal to Chen Qing.
"Oh? Will you buy your own life with this thing?" He laughed, and Jiang Wan in the room also followed.
"What's happening here."
Chen Qing did not answer, but said to himself: "I think their bodies are not important."
He looked at the spar in the other person's hand and put it into his bag without any hesitation. Then, the old man wanted to leave from the two of them.
Seeing its body moving slightly, Chen Qing also laughed and followed it.
When he saw that the aisle that was supposed to be empty was blocked by Chen Qing, the old man was not annoyed and just nodded with a smile on his face.
He took Chen Qing's hand and led them to the opposite end of the corridor. At this end, there were also two classrooms, but the difference was that there were no blackboards in the two classrooms, and there were no these old men left. Mark of.
"It seems...none of those students have been here for the convenience of getting food..."
As he was talking, he also saw a slight mark on the door.
It's a triangle...
The old man opened the door, pointed at a dark vent in the southwest corner of the classroom, and kept squeaking and gesticulating.
Jiang Wan didn't understand, but Chen Qing showed an intriguing smile.
"Oh? You can leave through here, right?"
It nodded and kept gesticulating, trying to get Chen Qing in.
He ignored it, but his steps were also walking towards the destination step by step.
"Can we leave by entering here?"
Jiang Wan asked Chen Qing.
"Probably." He turned around, and the smile of the old man at the door became more kind.
Obviously its appearance is so distorted, and its figure is so terrifying.
He looked at the old man with a smile on his face.
He took three steps at a time and walked up to the old man. He smiled respectfully and thanked him: "You can go now. Thank you very much for your efforts."
As she listened, she felt strange.
It's okay to express my gratitude here...
Just as she was wondering, she saw Chen Qing take out the blood-stained stick from his pocket.
She watched the old man turn around, and she watched the blood splattering everywhere at the door.
The transparent liquid mixed with blood and brain dyed the ceiling red, causing Jiang Wan's expression to change suddenly.
Even if it doesn't look human anymore, it still looks like a human being.
She was a little trembling, but hesitantly asked Chen Qing: "Aren't you... willing to let him go?"
Chen Qing turned around, half-smiling: "No, when did I agree to its request? Didn't I never say a word from the beginning to the end?"
He muttered, ignoring the twitching limbs on the ground and breaking under his feet. He even ignored Jiang Wan beside him and entered the ventilation duct first.
The moment he first entered, his eyes adapted to the darkness here.
This is a very subtle experience, and it often takes a long time for human eyes to adapt when moving from bright light to dark.
But here, he could see immediately.
"What are the rules of this place?" He frowned and crawled forward four or five steps. Some food residue began to appear in the ventilation duct.
Instant noodle bags, bread packaging bags, and some food that has rotted but does not breed flies.
They pile up on the edge of the pipe, leaving a path through.
"Oh? Zhang Lan and the others used to live here."
He muttered in a low voice, and Jiang Wan also followed from behind.
Although she still had some grudges in her heart, in times of crisis, she had to wait until it was safe to say anything else.
The two of them were silent as they climbed all the way to an upward corner. After climbing for about four or five minutes, they finally reached the end.
At the end of the pipe, after Chen Qing pushed open the baffle, the smell of sunshine and grass began to appear on the tip of his nose.
"Here is..." He muttered softly, the world in front of him had completely changed.
