0542 The twelfth chapter, the curse of the pen, the ninth chapter
Hearing this, Qiqingyu raised a question again: "If the curse that needs us to break in this classroom is really this lover's umbrella, and the rules you mentioned are also true, then it was written by Senior Sister B
How could the named senior want to lift the curse just because he loves someone else?"
As expected of a player who is good at solving puzzles, Qiqingyu saw the paradox in the legend described by Gui Xinxiang at a glance.
The second sword waved his hand: "Whether the rumors are true or false, they can't actually help us break through the current predicament. They can only be used as reference information at best. If we really want to break the curse, we have to draw a lover's umbrella first.
Let’s take a look?”
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
The two knives, with their ferocious gazes like copper bells, swept over everyone in the audience, and finally stopped on the two "NPCs": "It's just you two, go ahead."
"How is it possible? We are all girls." Xue Kena blurted out a little confused.
"Absolutely not! I don't want to die!" Gui Xinxiang reacted fiercely.
With a slap in the face, the two knives suddenly stepped forward and slapped Gui Xinxiang's whole body into the air: "If you don't go, there is no use keeping you alive."
As he said that, he magically pulled out a new nine-ring sword and placed it on Xue Ke'an's neck. His frightening and ferocious gaze also moved over.
"Stop! Why are you like this!" Tian Baisha, who had not yet entered the state of mind, stopped when she saw the two knives actually hitting people, as if she had just woken up from a dream.
"Put the knife away, or I'll call the police!" Hao Duanming said with the same righteousness, and squeezed between the two knives and Xue Keyuan, holding the big knife.
"Okay, okay, since you don't know how to live or die, I will kill you all first, and then slowly clear the game. Save yourself the trouble!" Erduidao laughed angrily.
"If you want to kill, just kill. What Bixian is talking about is the curse of 'all'," Xue Kenai's legs trembled and he almost peed, but his mind was still very clear. He recalled that Gui Xinxiang had told folklore knowledge before:
"Without us providing information, you will never leave Buganjing Middle School for the rest of your life. Just stay with us in the end. I heard that if the same ghosts are in the same place, the killed can let the murderer act like a bull.
"
On the other side, Qiqingyu stepped forward to help Gui Xinxiang, who had lost two molars and was completely blinded. While interjecting to calm down the group leader, he pretended to be kind and comforted: "There can't be so many curses and strange stories in school.
What, originally most of them were just spreading rumors.
What's more, the game has its own rules. Six to seven hundred curses are not a number that can be dealt with in one game. If that were the case, we would be dead. And there is no fatal situation in the game. So the curses we need to break are, at most,
Just six or seven.
And this isn’t a fatal act, right? If I’m not wrong, many people must have played with the Lover’s Umbrella on the blackboard in your class and it’s fine, otherwise there wouldn’t be rumors of the ‘Lovers’ Umbrella being efficacious’. If they had really played with it,
Everyone is dead, so the rumor should be that 'people who play with umbrellas will be cursed', or there should be no rumors at all?"
To be honest, Qiqingyu's reasoning is very reliable. But Xue Keyuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She just wants to use this non-dangerous matter to find out the other party's bottom line and protect herself to the maximum extent. So she
Continuing to push further:
"I don't care. We will provide information about various legends in the school, but we can only do so much. From now on, it is forbidden to force us to take risks and use violence against us. This is the bottom line, otherwise it will be a one-two punch for us.
It is better to die together than to be slaughtered by others."
The two knives didn't speak anymore. The Qiqingyu frowned and stared at Xue Kenan for a long time, then sighed: "You are a little kid but a big kid. Nine-life cat, go ahead and write it."
"Hey? Aren't there two newcomers?" Nine Lives Cat complained.
"What? You don't dare to use the magic spell to verify your love for me?" Qiqingyu raised his eyebrows.
"No, no... Well, just write, you won't die anyway." Nine Lives Cat muttered as he walked up to the podium, picked up a piece of red chalk, and drew a simple umbrella shape: "Is this all right?"
"No problem, remember to write your name on the left." Qiqing Yujiao smiled.
The Nine-Ming Cat looked unlucky and wrote his name on the left as the Seven-Emotional Fish said, and the Seven-Emotional Fish's name on the right. Of course, what was written was not the two people's lives, but the Seven-Emotional Fish and the Nine-Ming Fish.
Six words for cat.
The title authenticated by the Lamarck system is a higher-level and only accurate identification than the name given by parents. Whether it is to cast a spell, curse or fortune-telling, it can be used and the effect is better. This is also a popular one in the player circle.
Common sense.
Therefore, in official situations, Huo Biwei is the dragon girl and Qu Yun is the musician. No one will think it is informal and have any objection.
When Nine-Life Cat was writing, everyone's eyes were on the blackboard. But when he finished writing the names of the two people and the last stroke of the word "fish", everyone suddenly felt dizzy.
"Oh! The curse is real." Erduidao cursed and subconsciously looked away, feeling better immediately. When he looked up, he felt dizzy again, so scared that he never dared to look at the blackboard again.
"Do you feel any change?" Qiqingyu asked Jiumingmao. She lowered her head and felt her body, but she didn't feel any other changes after the dizziness passed.
"Yes," Jiu Ming Mao's answer made her feel happy, but she didn't expect it to be followed by: "Disgusting, I want to vomit..."
Qiqingyu:……
In this way, no one looked at the lover's umbrella on the blackboard, and everyone stared in silence for more than three minutes. Finally, the two swords couldn't bear it anymore, and stood up and slashed at the lover's umbrella on the blackboard with their swords.
As expected, the classroom barrier that had not been broken by the previous fighting spirit-level swords swallowed up this mortal dust dust as usual. The two swords seemed to have expected that their weapons were not high-grade and might be damaged.
So I don’t know how many spare parts this product has in the badge space.
Anyway, at this time, he pulled out a big knife out of thin air to complete the pair in his hand, and then spat: "Niang Xipi, the curse is real, but there is no way to break it."
"Aside from the legend of the lover's umbrella and the dead senior, is there anything weird in your classroom?" Qiqingyu rolled his eyes and gently shook Gui Xinxiang, who was still in a daze.
"Let her go, I know this problem, she told me," Xue Keyian snatched her best friend from the devil's hand: "Not long before the senior died, a stranger outside the school also died.
In this classroom, it is said that the two died in the same way, with their hearts being ripped out. It’s just that the stranger’s heart was in his hand, but the senior’s heart was never found.”