After the four people left, Chen Mo gently closed the door of the principal's office, and then used the illusion ability of killing gold coins on Chen Xixi without hesitation.
Now that he is sure that there is really a ghost in this haunted house, and he doesn't want Chen Xixi to see his next behavior, he can only use illusions to temporarily charm Chen Xixi.
Now Chen Xixi didn't notice anything strange in her eyes. Her subconscious was actually in Chen Mo's hands. Chen Mo gave her a hint that she had been in the haunted house, but as for what happened, it all depended on Chen Mo.
hint.
Another purpose of hypnotizing Chen Xixi is that Chen Mo guesses that there are many hidden plots in this dungeon, which will only be triggered when he is alone. After all, not everyone else is a player, so only by hypnotizing his sister can he possibly be able to communicate with the old man.
Communicate.
Of course, the most important thing is that he does not want to expose the player's identity to anyone, or reveal the player's existence.
In fact, no one has ever restricted this freedom, but major organizations, including wild players, almost instinctively hide the existence of players.
This is the instinct of "self-protection". After all, players may encounter more dangers after revealing their identities in real life than in dungeons.
Over time, it became an unwritten rule not to reveal the existence of players to ordinary people.
Chen Mo slowly let out a breath.
He first stood in front of the surveillance camera and waved his arms vigorously for several minutes, but there was no response from the intercom.
Yes, just as I guessed, the "Psychic Ghost School" where they are now has been completely isolated from the outside world.
Chen Mo began to search the room. The entire structure of the psychic ghost school was suitable for hiding props and chasing battles.
Props!
That's right, Chen Mo just walked behind to observe and found that among the six people in the group, he was indeed the only player.
That is to say, to solve this supernatural copy, Chen Mo can only rely on himself.
Now the system's friendship has given him a "spiritual vision" ability, but it has not given him the ability to kill ghosts.
To be honest, at this stage, there is no prop in Chen Mo's tool list that can be used to deal with ghosts. It's okay to encounter a reasonable ghost, but if he encounters a fierce ghost, he will definitely be in trouble. p>
Since he didn't have it himself, and the system generally wouldn't match a copy that was destined to die, Chen Mo felt that there must be the props he needed in this psychic ghost school.
Chen Mo walked to a cabinet and opened the drawer from bottom to top.
The drawers were full of useless miscellaneous items, or they were empty. However, in the bottom drawer compartment, Chen Mo found what he wanted.
[Name: Rusty Table Knife]
[Type: Weapon]
【Grade: D】
[Effect: A table knife that can cause damage to spirits.]
......
In a quiet afternoon, Shang Hongyue was sitting in front of the window painting in the villa near the lake.
The picture shows a young man with a delicate face.
Shang Hongyue sat in the study room full of tranquility, carefully sketching the lines.
In the study, there are many paintings, including landscape paintings and figure paintings.
Painting is an ancient art that can record time and mood. But Shang Hongyue just likes the process of sketching those faces.
She can guess a person's personality and psychology by sketching his or her appearance.
People always smile hypocritically under the sun. Many people may have the upper part of their bodies and the lower part of them walking in dirty mud.
Undoubtedly, it is full of fun to dig out the truth behind that cold attitude.
Of course, many times, the results are not so beautiful...
Shang Hongyue stared at the young man in front of her, and it turned out to be Chen Mo.
When she was in a certain room before, Shang Hongyue, urged by female hormones, accidentally opened the boy's mask and saw the handsome face under the mask.
Although this was an accident, she still remembered the boy's kind appearance.
"What kind of person are you?" Shang Hongyue looked at it with interest. She did not intend to use this painting to search for the true identity of [The Fool]. First of all, her painting was just a picture of a person.
Probably, the simple drawings are inherently blurry, and there are many people who can be matched through facial recognition.
Secondly, she didn’t want to reveal the answer so quickly.
After putting the painting away, Shang Hongyue stretched. Then she put on fitness clothes and planned to go to the gym to exercise for half an hour.
No way, she has eaten a lot recently, big fish, big meat, and desserts after meals. Although she is young, she should pay more attention to her figure.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with getting fat. The only problem is that you won’t get fat where you should be fat, and you will get fat where you shouldn’t be.
......
Putting the rusty table knife back into the inventory, Chen Mo suddenly felt a lot more confident.
He looked at the old man nestling under the office and said with a smile: "Are you the principal of this school?"
"Young man, can you help me? I, I accidentally fell."
Chen Mo did not approach immediately, but looked at the old man with interest.
At present, it seems that this old man's weakness should be that he cannot move. Otherwise, he would have crawled out from under the office seat long ago.
Chen Mo wandered around the room for several minutes. The old man remained motionless, obviously trapped.
Chen Mo's mind was racing and he nodded, "Okay, I respect the old and love the young the most. By the way, principal, I think you have been lying down here for a long time. You have maintained this posture for a long time.
It’s easy to have symptoms such as constipation. Would you like some bananas?"
The old man's face stiffened, "Can you help me up first?"
"Okay." Chen Mo smiled brightly and walked towards the old man step by step.
The old principal watched Chen Mo walk towards him step by step, with a malicious and cold smile in his eyes, but he said gratefully: "Thank you, there are not many good people in this era!"
……
Chen Mo slowly approached the principal, and soon he stopped about three meters away from the principal.
The old man's cloudy eyes were filled with excitement.
Come quickly!
Come here a little more, just a little bit!!
Chen Mo complained in his heart, you are such a bad old man, your acting skills are too bad...
However, he suddenly realized something. It seemed that this bad old man couldn't attack ordinary people casually. The most he could do was scare him like he just did to Chen Long, but it was not certain what his fate would be in the past.
Chen Mo's hand hidden behind his back revealed a [rusty table knife]. He did not rush to approach the old man. Instead, he suddenly stood up and walked around from the other side of the desk to the back of the principal.
The smile on the old man's face suddenly stiffened.