In the silent night sky, only the round moon hung high, like a disc made of fine jade. The frank moonlight sprinkled on the ground, like a veil covered with light.
Jiang Yingbai stood on the road and looked at the playground next to him. There was no one on the campus at night. It seemed like a dead school. After leaving the teaching building, Jiang Yingbai diverted some of his attention back to himself.
Jiang Yingbai is still not very skilled at controlling two bodies to do different things at the same time, and can only do a few simple things at the same time.
During this period, she discovered that the system was bound to her soul, and it had nothing to do with which body she was in. The clone could also see the panel and use props.
After leaving the dormitory, Jiang Yingbai went to the playground. She wanted to see if there were people's bodies on the stage. If so, it would mean that everything on the clone side was an illusion. If not, it would mean that they had been transported to a different space.
What shocked her was that not only were there no teammates or girls in pink on the playground, there was not even a stage, only paper.
Yes, that's right, there are only a few white papers hovering and floating in the air on the playground of Nuo University. There are many more crumpled up on the ground. More and more papers are flying. I don't know how they appeared on the ground. There are more and more paper balls.
Jiang Yingbai didn't dare to go over and take a closer look, so she could only get closer little by little. She was afraid that her real body would also be pulled into that place. Tonight was the first ghost story, and she couldn't expose her trump card so quickly.
As the distance got closer, she saw that the extra paper that appeared out of thin air was blank, and writing would gradually appear on it. It was words that Jiang Yingbai couldn't understand, and then it was crumpled into balls and dropped to the ground. Some of those paper balls were just I wrote a sentence, some completed the whole paper, some half of it.
It's as if there is an invisible person writing on the playground. That person is very dissatisfied with his work and keeps writing and denying it.
After reading this, Jiang Yingbai focused all his attention on the clone.
She and Rose looked at the front and the back. They had entered the area with eyes. They were very quiet along the way and nothing happened.
The eyes and the moon in the sky were so red that they seemed to be bleeding. The characters on the trees were twisted and deformed, completely different from the regular script Jiang Yingbai had seen before.
"Is it like this when you left?" Jiang Yingbai pointed at the tree.
Rose's face was a little ugly. She was also looking at a tree as if she was thinking about something terrible. She came back to her senses when she heard Jiang Yingbai's question, "No, the words on the tree were normal when I left, and the moon was also normal." Not so red.”
A bad premonition came to mind, "What did they do?" to make the ghost so angry.
"I don't know," Rose was also curious about how they not only didn't die, but also angered the ghost.
The further he walked into the woods, the more distorted the characters became. Suddenly Jiang Yingbai found different characters appearing on the trees.
"it hurts."
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts."
"why treat me like this?"
"Is existence also a mistake?"
Rose also noticed it, and she subconsciously said, "The words have changed!"
Jiang Yingbai quickened his pace and started running, "Go over and have a look."
Rose hesitated but followed.
After running for a while, the characters around him were completely distorted. In the layers of woods, a black figure with its left arm wrapped around its body was covered with red cracks.
Next to him was a man in white, holding a big wooden stick in both hands, and they were running wildly through the woods.
Followed by a pink figure, the thick makeup on her face was particularly terrifying under the red light, making her look like a ghost murder scene. The pink figure floated very fast, and she was about to catch the escaping mushrooms and fried dumplings.
Mushroom decisively raised the stick in his hand and hit the black shadow held by Jian Dumpling's arm. A red gap appeared on the black shadow. The pink figure stood there holding his head and screaming, and the characters on the surrounding trees were distorted a little more.
They took the opportunity to stop and rest.
Jiang Yingbai couldn't breathe after seeing it and shouted loudly to them.
"Don't hit the shadow! Hitting the shadow is not a way to escape. It will only make her fall into a coma for a short time. After she wakes up, she will chase you more crazily. Haven't you noticed yet? She is a victim! You are committing violence. !!”
Mushroom and Jianjiao looked at each other with ugly expressions on their faces. Apparently they also understood the taboos of this task.
There were only a few places on the black shadow that were not cracked, and it was about to change from a black man to a red man.
Jiang Yingbai calmed down her heart that was beating wildly after the strenuous exercise. Fortunately, she caught up. She didn't dare to think about the consequences of letting them continue to fight.
The perpetrator and the victim are opposites. The weak one is definitely the victim, but being weak does not mean that she is a sandbag who will not fight back. She will flinch when being bullied, and she will also fight back to give the opponent a fatal blow when she can't bear it anymore. hit.
The lightest feather can become hard and turn into a knife driven into the heart.
Jiang Yingbai shouted to the confused two people, "Don't be stunned, put down that black shadow and throw away the stick in your hand!"
The two looked at each other again and realized that the pink figure behind them was about to wake up. Jianjiao gritted his teeth and put the black figure in his hand on the ground and ran away. Mushroom also dropped the stick and ran towards Jiang Yingbai.
The pink figure slowly stood up and looked around in confusion for a moment. Then she turned her gaze to the black shadow on the ground and looked at the large and small red cracks on the black shadow's body. Her eyes suddenly became clear.
Turning her head to look in the direction where the four people were escaping, her eyes fell on Rose and she yelled and chased after her.
Jiang Yingbai observed Rose while running, and found that she did not throw the stick. After Jiang Yingbai secretly poked Rose away from her.
The reason why Rose was able to escape was not because she was powerful, nor because she was lucky, but because she was the leader of the three and she commanded the other two, so she had no stick.
The pink figure has saved the black shadow, and now it must come to the messenger for revenge.
Jiang Yingbai silently moved away from Rose. Rose, who was running away like crazy, didn't notice this at all.
After a few minutes of frantic escape, they finally came out of the grove. There were fewer and fewer words around them, and the color of the eyes and moon in the sky gradually returned to normal. Jiang Yingbai took a short rest and said, "Go to the teaching building. There are two people over there. There is a stairwell for easy escape.”
The four of them didn't dare to look back and kept running forward.
Five minutes later, the four of them stopped in a classroom on the third floor. All four of them were very tired. Of course, the most tired ones were the fried dumplings and mushrooms. Their faces were red and sweat was dripping from their heads. No one knew what they were going to do tonight. How long have you been running?
Jiang Yingbai was now extremely grateful that she had increased her physical strength. Otherwise, with her previous physical fitness, she would not have known how she would have died during the mission.
After Jian Diao took a breath, he looked at Jiang Yingbai with endless gratitude in his eyes, "Thanks to you just now, otherwise Mushroom and I would have died. Thank you for saving us."
Mushroom also immediately thanked Jiang Yingbai.
Jiang Yingbai waved her hand, "You're welcome." She was not saving them, she was saving herself.
