Walking in the misty and desolate town, Mu Su at the front was humming something obscenely.
Behind him was a female ghost in a white dress who was half a head taller than him.
Next to her was Yinghua, who had overcome her fear. She followed suit and wrapped a piece of dead vine around the wrist of the sacrifice, imitating Mu Su's example.
While the sacrifice suffered a blow to its dignity, it was within the fear range of the female ghost beside him, and the sobs penetrated its ears like a desperate cry.
By the way, Mu Su's singing is really hard to listen to.
Mu Su's voice suddenly stopped, and when Ying Hua wondered why he stopped singing, he wrapped the hemp rope around his wrist, pulled the female ghost to his side, and whispered in a low voice: "You know what? I only rely on my own strength.
This tongue can make women go crazy. In fact, it’s very simple...just tell them whether you have gained weight recently.”
Out of curiosity, Yinghua listened, only to hear Mu Su's song starting again.
"The dream has awakened~ My heart will not be afraid~"
Crying and singing mixed together, drifting into the open fog on both sides, and it was impossible to tell which one had a greater psychological impact.
…
But he can't escape.
The remaining fire was crumbling and could be extinguished at any time.
The classroom was in chaos. Players eager to light a fire mixed with the cries of NPC children. The noise made the eardrums soar.
But Mo Xingzhe could no longer hear this.
Two pieces of news, one good and one bad, came to mind. The good news was that as long as there was light in the room, they were safe.
The bad thing about rest is that it won't let them go.
He stared intently at the black shadow poking through the crack of the door. The chaos in the classroom could not stop it, and no one noticed it.
Only you can see this classroom.
Everything seems to slow down, and all the living beings in the classroom are introduced into the eyes. The middle-aged teacher who is running around and screaming, lighting the fire in a panic, leaning in the corner to cut out the game, with a look of despair...
Courage was born in the bottom of my heart. Mo Xingzhe clenched his fists and rushed towards the shadow of the stolen fire. When he passed the tables and chairs piled up together, he picked up a table leg and swung it down without any plan!
The table leg hit the uneven rocky ground, and the shock was transmitted to the palm of his hand. His tiger's mouth split open, and red blood spattered everywhere.
This doesn't work at all.
The Shadow of the Stealing Fire didn't pause at all.
It held the still burning fire.
Holding on to the only hope...
"No--"
Desperate screams escaped from his throat.
puff--
The fire went out.
When it was not completely dark, Mo Xingzhe saw boundless darkness covering his head.
That's not normal darkness.
…
"You stirred up the storm and swept me away~ You stirred up waves and abandoned me~"
The dirt road leading to the school building is filled with singing, and no ghosts can get close to it.
Mu Su and his friends, the Evil Spirit Fighting Team, moved forward leisurely.
Mu Su's voice stopped suddenly, and when Yinghua wondered why he stopped singing, he wrapped the hemp rope around his wrist, pulled the female ghost to his side, and whispered in a low voice: "I plan to plug my quantum tuner into
Into your photon resonance cavity."
"What are you talking about again?"
Sakura is confused.
"science."
Yinghua didn't believe it, so she quarreled with him and burst into laughter.
Not long after, Mu Su's singing sounded again.
"It's so unfair between us~"
…
Tick tock—tick tock—
The empty echoing sound of water droplets dripping from the cave resounded in the classroom.
Sui Yue and others looked around cautiously, but found nothing.
Announcing the announcement in the corner, Zhenpi opened his eyes and said in a depressed mood: "New news, the classroom next door has...no one alive."
"Do you know what it is made of?" Cao Mu asked, taking off the cloth strips that blocked his ears.
The sound of water drops could not be stopped, as if the sound was directly in my mind.
"The comments call it Fire Stealer, Fire Stealer's Shadow or something like that."
Announcement Zhenpi's expression changed slightly as soon as he finished speaking, and he quickly said, "I saw it in some ancient books."
The black withered claws on top of the head paused and gradually retracted.
It's ridiculous to say that it has become the least stressful one. It can only make players feel helpless.
"Is there any way to deal with it in the ancient books?" Suiyue broke the candle into several pieces, lit it and let the players scatter it to attract the attention of the fire-stealing shadow.
Announcement Zhenpi shook his head slightly, and his cheeks were slightly shadowed by the firelight: "I can't deal with it, physical means seem to be ineffective."
"Then this one." Liuguang Duanyu pointed to the top of his head, indicating the sound of water droplets. "Has anyone encountered this in other classrooms?"
There is no need to announce Zhenpi's answer, comments have already appeared in their respective live broadcast rooms.
The same scene happened in other classrooms. The sound of water dripping sounded throughout the school building.
"It's coming!"
Meng Shang's changed scream suddenly came.
The sound of water drops echoing in my ears changes at this moment
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"Three days and three nights at midnight~Don't stop dancing~Three days and three nights at midnight... Phew..."
On the muddy and slippery path leading to the slope, Mu Su's singing became intermittent.
Even though my 11-year-old self had a high-pitched voice and could sing as well as I could on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, my physical strength was even worse.
Walking on a mountain road and singing high notes, within a few words of Mu Su, stars appeared in front of my eyes, I was out of breath, and I kept my mouth shut.
The players finally calmed down and silently restored the volume.
Yinghua offered her hand and helped Panting reach the hillside smoothly.
Mu Su held his knees and panted for a while, then suddenly raised his head and turned his ears forward in confusion.
"Listen to...the intermittent sound of wind chimes, the low hum of countless people, and the sound of water drops echoing in the empty space..."
Mu Su murmured in confusion.
"Who is bringing their own background music..."
…
"I'm a little bit hairy..." Jacky Bellic shuddered in the corner, the sound was so weird.
No one paid attention to him. All the players were anxiously staring at Meng Shang, their eyes following the movements of his fingers.
Wherever he pointed, the children there scattered in panic, fearing that the shadow of stolen fire would touch them.
The moving finger finally points to one of the three fires.
puff--
A second after he pointed to that place, the fire was extinguished and a plume of smoke rose.
The students stared at the extinguished fire, paying attention to what Meng Shang was referring to from the corner of their eyes.
His fingers started to move again and stopped in the middle of the room.
"It's not moving!"
Several players stepped forward to relight the still-warm fire.
This delaying method is very stupid, but they have no other choice, this is their last hope.
It's a pity...all this is their self-righteousness.
Amidst the low moans and wailings of countless people, Meng Shang's eyes gradually widened, fear and disbelief taking over everything.
"Two...three...oh my god..."
In his desperate murmur, the shadow of the stolen fire split into countless parts and spread to every flame.
Meng Shang had a look of death on his face, and despair filled his heart.
Bang——
The classroom suddenly shook. With the loud noise, the wooden door that was inlaid back into place spun and flew out.
The wooden door hit a player behind the door. He screamed and was suppressed, and his health dropped.
A figure wearing a floor-length robe appeared in everyone's sight.
His cold black eyes looked around with a stern expression.
