Gu Mian actually wanted other players to leave as soon as possible.
Because as long as the players leave, the remaining ghosts are his own and can be used freely.
But one-third of the time for the dungeon has passed, and these guests have not been able to find a way.
Gu Mian had no choice but to personally drag Dong'er's body out and whip it.
At this time, he had put the sheets back, covering the weak, pitiful and helpless body.
"Then you can fill in the cards in your hands now, right?" Gu Mian tentatively asked.
The fortune teller suddenly felt a little strange. Just now, she was still sympathizing with the doctor who couldn't leave the dungeon, but when she saw the doctor's expression, she felt that she might be being sentimental.
How to describe his current expression...
Like a bank robber hiding in the dark, waiting impatiently for the security guard to leave.
"Am I too worried?" The fortune teller had already stood up from the ground.
The wound on her shoulder was still bleeding outwards, and sooner or later she would die from excessive blood loss if this continued.
Fortunately, she and Yuwen Hao didn't have much time left to stay in the dungeon.
"But I think I need to do some more research before choosing the person I'm interested in..." the fortune teller said hesitantly while covering his shoulders.
This is a choice related to the ending of the dungeon. To be on the safe side, it is better to be cautious.
The fortune teller was going to take a closer look at the object that was about the same size as himself.
But just when she was still hesitating, she glanced at Yu Wenhao aside.
I saw this guy actually took out his card and was looking for a pen in the room.
The fortune teller was a little surprised: "What are you doing!"
Yu Wenhao didn't even raise his head: "What am I doing? Of course I'm looking for a pen to fill in the card and get out of this hellish place as soon as possible."
"Don't you plan to observe it again?" The fortune teller was slightly stunned.
Observe G2.
Yu Wenhao formed a team with Gu Mian back then.
He knew very well that Dr. Gu was deeply cursed by the world's malice. As long as Gu Mian left, a place that was originally safe could instantly turn into a hell on earth.
He still remembers the broken statue of the evil god at that time. The statue that could have opened the safety barrier was easily broken by Gu Mian, causing them all to be transported from a safe place into the terrifying warehouse filled with fire, to face the female ghost.
challenge.
Yu Wenhao had no doubt that if Gu Mian hadn't cut off the female ghost's head quickly with his eyes and hands, causing the data to collapse and the copy to collapse, all of them would have perished in the fire.
As long as Gu Mian is around, the dungeon will use all means to create accidents. Who knows what this dungeon will turn into in the end.
Whether he died in a fire or was destroyed, it has nothing to do with Yu Wenhao.
The so-called fire at the city gate affects the fish in the pond. Yu Wenhao doesn't want to be a grilled fish, so it is better to leave here early.
Although the final dungeon crash compensation was indeed tempting, he felt that there was a high chance that he would not be able to persist until the end.
At this time, he had found the pen and was taking out the pen cap while saying: "You will definitely regret staying here."
Yu Wenhao said it sincerely, but he could also see it.
This fortune teller looked like he didn't believe in evil, and it seemed that he wanted to give him a hard fight.
"Okay..." Yu Wenhao quickly recalled the serial numbers of the people he chose, then selected the only person who was similar in stature to himself, and quickly filled it in with a pen.
Gu Mian saw that the moment he filled in the serial number, Yu Wenhao's whole person flashed like a snowflake screen, and then disappeared.
The last words he just left echoed in the room——
"Good luck"
Gu Mian felt that this was not meant for her.
The fortune teller recalled the last words left by Yu Wenhao. For some reason, she felt a little creepy.
I don’t know whether Yu Wenhao made the right choice or the wrong choice...
Just when her hair stood on end, she saw the doctor over there walking over.
"You..." The fortune teller opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
But he was immediately interrupted by Gu Mian: "You are injured."
The fortune teller watched the doctor pass by him and patted her injured shoulder.
When she saw the doctor raising his hand, a dark gold bracelet was exposed under the white sleeve, with what looked like ancient patterns carved on it.
Good taste.
"Yes," the diviner's hand covering the wound tightened slightly, "I need to treat the wound. Mr. doctor, have you seen any bandages or anything like that here?"
Gu Mian didn't say anything, and just walked past her towards the door.
At this moment, the fortune teller suddenly realized that the pain in his shoulder where he had been stabbed was no longer as painful as before.
She let go a little strangely and turned her head to look at the direction of the wound.
The blood-stained clothes covered the skin tightly, and the wound could not be seen simply from this perspective.
But the fortune teller discovered that after letting go, no blood continued to flow out.
She was stunned for a moment, then reached out her hand as if thinking of something, and reached through the cut clothes to touch the location of the wound.
there is none left……
There is nothing left...
The wound has healed and cannot be touched anyway. If the blood on her clothes was not still visible, she would have thought that her stabbing was an illusion.
The fortune teller was stunned.
Of course she would not be so whimsical as to think that she had suddenly awakened some kind of self-healing function.
The only explanation is that the doctor touched him just now.
If you touch yourself, your wounds will be healed?
At this time, the fortune teller suddenly remembered the doctor's self-introduction. His introduction was the same profession as his own.
In this case, he is very likely to be a professional player!
Thinking of this, the fortune teller suddenly became excited.
Professional players are extremely rare. Meeting professional players in a dungeon is like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
The fortune teller said to himself: "Since he is a doctor by profession, the guitar bag he has been carrying may not be a guitar, right? The contents inside should be similar to my crystal ball, and they are probably special medical supplies or the like.
Yes, it can save the life of a dying person at a critical moment."
Although this doctor's behavior is very strange, his profession alone makes him worth making friends with.
The fortune teller was still in the room with his own thoughts, but Gu Mian had already opened the door and walked out of the room.
Now Yu Wenhao has left the dungeon, but he has three helpless candidates left here, and Gu Mian is going to pack them up and take them away.
"Fortunately, I tied up all of Yu Wenhao's choices before, otherwise they might all run away now..."
Gu Mian muttered to herself as she went upstairs and walked to her room.
That's right, in order to better interrogate the ghosts in the dungeon, Gu Mian tied up Yu Wenhao's four choices and threw them in his room before entering Dong'er's room.
Although I don’t know if ropes are useful to ghosts, tying them up is better than not tying them up.
Gu Mian couldn't wait to see the ghosts she had tied into rice dumplings.
At this time, he had arrived at the door of his room. At this time, his door was opened a small crack, as if it had been blown open by the wind.
Gu Mian felt a little strange. He touched his chin and said, "I remember closing the door tightly when I left."
Why was it pushed open out of thin air?
What happened? He thought as he reached out and pushed open the door.