There is no object but there is a shadow. This is a very strange thing. Qian Jin quickly poked at the shadow with a knife.
The ground made a "clang" sound.
But the shadows would not be harmed, they slowly surrounded Qianjin.
Qian Jin was sweating so much that he could only run away. When he ran to Gu Jian, he saw that Gu Jian was still looking over there with a smile on his hands.
Qian Jin had a bad premonition. He turned around and found that his shadow did not follow him.
His shadow was surrounded by the three black shadows, and then he watched with astonishment as his shadow was torn into pieces by the three black shadows.
Qian Jin's throat was too tense and he gasped heavily.
Gu Jian next to him shook his head, "So, you are going to attack the shadow. You are so stupid."
Qian Jin stared at Gu Jian. Furious and desperate, he raised his machete towards Gu Jian.
Gu Jian's posture didn't change. He pulled his mouth away with his hand and made a face.
When the knife was still some distance away from Gu Jian, Qian Jin swayed and suddenly, as if being torn apart from the middle by invisible hands, his body exploded, splattering Gu Jian's blood.
Gu Jian lowered his head and looked at the lumpy Qian Jin, then looked at himself, and he said "Ah" in annoyance.
"Stained."
Wang Qi looked at the whole process of Qian Jin's death with a cold face and knew that this road would not work.
He walked to Qian Jin's body and, holding back his nausea, plundered the remaining props from his body.
Here, Gu Jian ran into the cafeteria covered in blood, making Zhang Qian, Tao Lei, and Zheng Jing tremble with fear.
He vividly described the circumstances of Qian Jin's death, and after successfully making several people so sick that they couldn't eat, he hummed a song and went back upstairs to take a shower.
"We can't stay in the orphanage for a long time. Even if Aunt Wen is put down, there will always be attention from others if there are so many of us in there."
Cheng Miao clapped her hands to draw everyone's attention back.
"Sister Miaomiao, what do you mean, we get the body out?" Lin Zhu peeled an orange and handed it to Qi Jiajia.
Cheng Miao nodded, "The box containing the body was painted black inside and outside, and buried in the ground to ensure that no light could be seen from it."
"I think the way to eliminate the shadow is to expose the corpse to the sun." Although it has not been verified yet, Cheng Miao is confident that his idea is right.
"The shadow must have the sun to appear. This is given by its attributes. But the corpse has been out of the sky and sunlight all year round since the beginning of the ceremony, so I think Miaomiao's idea is probably right." Feng Shu nodded, she I thought so too.
If so, they would just have to find time to dig out their bones and expose them to the sun.
Seeing that there was no relaxed expression on the faces of Cheng Miao and others, Zhang Qian asked weakly, "Didn't we find a way? Why is Miss Cheng still looking so serious?"
Cheng Miao sighed, "According to the nature of the dungeon, when the player comes into contact with the truth of the dungeon and is about to pass the level, the rules will change."
"That is to say, once we dig out the bones, in addition to the two rules we know now, there may be new rules." Qin Musong patiently explained to the three people who were still confused.
"Then... what should we do?" Zheng Jing looked at this and that before they were promoted to the guest house. The previous copies were not that weird, which made her a little panicked.
Cheng Miao looked at the few people and wondered whether they were lucky or unlucky.
She discovered that the dungeons that many people played were mostly intellectual or violent.
Players are more familiar with dungeons such as [Three Little Bears' Home] dungeon or Gejin dungeon.
Many players do not encounter supernatural and cursed copies very often.
Compared to Cheng Miao, who had most of the copies being supernatural copies, they were very happy.
But they are also unfortunate, because they don't have much experience in supernatural dungeons. Once they encounter a higher difficulty dungeon, they will kill themselves.
"We still have to dig up the bones." Cheng Miao rubbed his eyebrows, "Although there are risks, this is the only way."
"Furthermore, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears," Cheng Miao's eyes revealed a firm look, "we have to dig at night."
Everyone was silent. It is impossible for others to help you with this kind of thing. You can only dig it yourself.
Once you don't dare, you basically give up the ability to survive.
So even though they were scared, Tao Lei and Zheng Jing gritted their teeth and endured it.
Xiao Xiaolin took out a bunch of candles. He looked at Lin Zhu and saw Lin Zhu nodded, and gave one to the players one by one.
"Thank you, Miss Cheng." Ayao and Jiang Sheng were still calm, holding candles gratefully.
"Take the lamp with you in your space backpack when you go back. Candles are easy to extinguish after all." Cheng Miao reminded.
Ordinary candles are different from her lanterns. The human skin lanterns never go out.
Ayao's oil lamp also has a windshield glass.
After everyone finished their meal, they went back to their rooms to recharge their batteries.
Tao Lei and Zheng Jing got together to comfort each other.
This is the second time for them to have a supernatural experience. The last time they were scared to death, the psychological shadow has not disappeared yet.
At two o'clock in the evening, everyone gathered in the corridor carrying lamps, candles, and oil lamps.
Cheng Miao held Qi Jiajia's hand and carried a lantern, Lin Zhu and Qin Musong shared the light source of a small forest, while Qiudong held a candle lightly and lowered his eyes without saying anything.
Most of the others were holding desk lamps, and Ayao also put candles into the oil lamp.
Feng Shu made a windshield out of cardboard by himself, making the shadow longer.
The only exception was Gu Jian. He made something of a cloth strip and tied several candles to his body like thorns. He looked like some kind of perverted arsonist.
"...You're not afraid of burning yourself." Cheng Miao said to Gu Jian with the corner of her mouth twitching.
Seeing Gu Jian like this, Zhang Qian, Wang Qi, Tao Lei, and Zheng Jing all had unnatural expressions.
At that time, they felt that the candle Xiaolin gave them was not very useful. The light of the candle was easily extinguished, so they did not want it very much.
Gu Jian didn't know how to read their thoughts, so she asked for their candles.
I thought it was just a favor, but who knew Gu Jian's battle would be so big.
However, Cheng Miao didn't care at all. She felt that whether the other party wanted candles or not was their business, and their concerns were not without reason.
Everyone went out cautiously, not getting together too much, for fear that other people's shadows would cover their own.
There was no sound in the community.
Everyone fell into a deep sleep, but the room was still brightly lit.
This sense of quiet eerieness reaches its extreme in the lights on in every house.
There was no wind at all tonight, and everyone arrived in front of the orphanage smoothly.
Ayao stepped forward and gently opened the lock. He reached out and pushed, and the heavy door opened in front of everyone.
