MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 80 Dead Schoolhouse (32)

Yan Wei was not scared to death by the ubiquitous ghosts in the dungeon, and was almost scared to death by the opening of this retrospective.

He was a natural **** all his life to see women detoured. He didn't expect that the first time in his life to observe women's underwear up close, he was sent to the door by this copy.

Yan Wei: “…”

He was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look out the window for the first time, and caught sight of a white expanse outside the window. Snowflakes were still fluttering, and the air outside the dormitory seemed unusually cold, with a thin layer of cold mist on the windows. But the snow was heavy, the sun was big, and the light was shining warmly.

No wonder he opened his eyes just now, and his clothes were hanging at the end of the bed.

It is an early winter morning.

The day Qian Xuanxuan jumped off the dormitory building seemed to be such a sunny and snowy day.

With a bang, the door of the girls' dormitory was pushed open.

Yan Wei turned her head along with the voice and saw three girls in school uniforms walking in. They are all dressed up as ordinary high school students, with neat school uniforms, not long hair, and high ponytails. But their expressions were very frightened, their faces were bad, their dark circles were serious, and their mental state was obviously not very good.

The girl who was at the front saw Yan Wei as soon as she entered the door.

"Why are you still here? You've been expelled for so long..." She said angrily, "So many people died in the school these days, maybe it's because of your unlucky disgust things are still there.”

Yan Wei understood. What he entered was Qian Xuanxuan's retrospective. At this moment, in the eyes of these girls, he was Qian Xuanxuan, so the attitude of these people towards him was the treatment Qian Xuanxuan received at the beginning. The weather outside was exactly the same as the day Qian Xuanxuan fell from the building. Combined with what the girl said about "how long to fire" and "dead people", it shows that at this time Qian Xuanxuan has already started killing people to vent their anger. On this day...

It should be the day Qian Xuanxuan died.

Backtracking is the most impressive picture of the deceased and the biggest unwillingness. If it is passively inhaled backtracking, the player needs to find the source of the deceased's unwillingness in the backtracking and solve it. Most of the unwillingness of the deceased is at the moment before death, so the solution is usually to prevent death or take revenge on the most resentful person - just like the dungeon he and Yan Mingguang entered in Ankang Town, the bride resents her husband for not saving herself, kills herself Only the husband can break the illusion.

And Qian Xuanxuan's retrospective, although on the day of death, was not in the scene before death. Instead, in the dormitory, it seems that he should have had a quarrel with his roommate.

For Qian Xuanxuan, who has matured for a long time in school bullying, and has gone to the stage of murdering and venting her anger, it can be said to be an ordinary and ordinary scene, and it is not worth remembering at all. But such a scene that should be trivial was actually the one that Qian Xuanxuan remembered the most. Is there anything she regrets the most and wants to change the most?

The character of Qian Xuanxuan flashed in Yan Wei's mind, and the three girls who came in saw that he did not respond, one of them stepped forward and pushed Yan Weiyi with a calm expression. Put: "talk to you? Can you not be an eyesore here?"

Yan Wei was shaken by her, but she still didn't move.

The other person said with a bleak face: "Forget it, what does she do? So many people have died these days, I'm afraid when will it be my turn..." This roommate of Qian Xuanxuan obviously Being tortured by this period of time, she sat down on the chair beside her in a trance, and then muttered to herself, "We don't know who will be next, you have been fired long ago, Why didn't you leave sooner... Maybe you can get away with it..."

He looked up.

He glanced at the three girls, and then at the desk corresponding to the bed he was sitting on - there were all kinds of scribbles on the desk, most of them in black Curses and diatribes written in pen and red pen, and some pretty sickening patterns. Although there are obvious wipe marks on the table, these marks are still intertwined and remain on Qian Xuanxuan's table forever.

The table was still very neat, and the books and stationery were neatly arranged as if they had just been packed. It seems that the owner of this table not only does not intend to leave, but also seems to want to stay here.

Yan Wei suddenly felt a very uncomfortable feeling. Unwilling, remorse, sadness.

This feeling fills every corner of this dormitory, but the other three girls don't feel it, only he is surrounded by emotions, and his brain seems to be hypoxic for a moment. He was suddenly out of breath.

At this time, the very pessimistic girl sat down, but the girl who disliked "Qian Xuanxuan" from the beginning was unwilling to give up. She rushed forward one step, pulled Yan Wei up suddenly, and shouted hoarsely: "Aren't you afraid of death? Why are you so calm!? Those who died have bullied you, did you curse them to death? !?"

She said, before Yan Wei could give her a reaction, she collapsed and squatted down with her head in her arms, her voice suddenly wrapped in crying: "I'm so afraid of death..."

Yan Wei looked at the words and deeds of the three Qian Xuanxuan roommates, took a few deep breaths, exhausted all her senses, and with the help of reason, barely suppressed this suffocating feeling mood.

He glanced at Qian Xuanxuan's desk again, his lips slightly parted, and he whispered almost silently: "Qian Xuanxuan... Are you watching? This is your original mood... "

Yan Wei heard a very slight contemptuous laugh. It was the voice of a girl, and it was still cold.

—It’s Qian Xuanxuan.

"You're really there, not only are you there, but looking at your reaction - you think it's impossible for me to understand you at all." Yan Wei hooked his lips, "But I already know how to break yours. resentful."

Now, in this retrospective fantasy, in front of Qian Xuanxuan's three roommates, he is Qian Xuanxuan.

He took a step forward, stood in front of the girl who squatted down and hugged her head and cried, and slowly bent over.

Yan Wei's originally very clear voice was now moistened with a layer of indifference, and every word was pierced: "You still have something to be afraid of? I thought you were not afraid of anything. After all, at the beginning, The words you cursed and cursed me were far more vicious than simple death."

And bitter words. I am afraid that on the last day of Qian Xuanxuan's life, after Qian Xuanxuan has already retaliated against many people, this high school student who is both a victim and a perpetrator is still cowardly and timid in front of his classmates, unable to say anything to fight back.

"Surprise? You don't think I should be like this?" Yan Wei laughed contemptuously and said, "How did you treat me all the time, you forgot? Since you did it in the first place Come out, why is it your turn now—"

He raised his eyes, glanced at the three girls with dismal expressions, and said word by word: "Are you afraid? Then when you said you wanted me to die, didn't you think about it? , am I afraid too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three girls showed shocked expressions, but this expression did not last long, their faces that were ordinary people suddenly turned pale as snow, and the eyes in their eyes were as pale as snow. The eyes faded away, leaving only the pure white whites, which were terrifying and abnormal.

They slowly stood up straight, waiting for the white-eyed eyes to slowly approach Yan Wei in this small dormitory.

—These three girls must have been killed by Qian Xuanxuan and turned into ghosts. At this moment in this retrospective, after Yan Wei finished speaking, they suddenly changed from ordinary people to ghosts, apparently the owner of the retrospective was going to kill him.

Qian Xuanxuan's voice came into Yan Wei's ears from all directions: "You guessed wrong...you guessed wrong...you guessed wrong...go to hell..."

The three girls stretched out their hands with sharp fingernails and rushed towards Yan Wei.

Yan Wei blinked.

The moment he was about to be caught on his shoulder by his nails, he took out a card. The rare item "short-lived truth" obtained in the previous copy can copy the data of any player that Yan Wei knows. It lasts for three minutes, and each copy can only be used once.

This is his confidence to enter the retrospective fantasy by himself without hesitation.

The card shook in his hand, the next moment, the strength belonging to Yan Mingguang suddenly blessed him, and Yan Wei, who had always relied on perception, instantly realized the high body index Feel.

He raised his hand, easily grabbed the hand that was reaching out to him, and slammed the opponent to the ground.

"...Yan Mingguang's data is also very useful."

He didn't pause at all, and he blocked the hand of another ghost who was turned into by Qian Xuanxuan's roommate with his backhand.

But for a moment, these three ghosts were swept to the ground by him without any hesitation. And he didn't think it was enough. He stepped forward to the nearest roommate Qian Xuanxuan, squatted down on one knee, pressed the dangerous ghost hand with one hand, and slowly raised the other hand.

The ethereal female voices coming from all directions are still there, constantly repeating the words "you guessed wrong", and the voices are getting sharper and sharper.

Yan Wei looked at Qian Xuanxuan's roommate in front of him, stared at the pale grimace of the other party, and said without changing his face: "I can't do this kind of thing normally, but I want to help her Do what she wanted to do."

When the words fell, his raised palm fell and slapped the other side hard.

—In the retrospective He Luo showed him, he saw Qian Xuanxuan being slapped by these three people at the dormitory stairs.

A **** for tat.

Afterwards, Yan Wei did the same, and in the three minutes of copying Yan Mingguang's strength, he pressed the three female ghosts that Qian Xuanxuan's roommates turned into on the ground "a tooth for a tooth".

Three minutes are up.

The feeling of having a body index far higher than her own dissipated immediately, but the three ghosts also fell to the ground in embarrassment, and did not continue to get up and attack Yan Wei.

Yan Wei took a deep breath, listening to Qian Xuanxuan's voice beside her ear, feeling the various negative emotions in the dormitory, hooked the corners of her mouth, narrowed her eyes, and said, "Just now I satirized them, responded to them in the same way they used to bully you, **** for tat, you said I guessed wrong, this is not something you are unwilling to do, so you turned them into ghosts and wanted to kill me."

"Well, my actions just now are really not the way to solve your grievances and unwillingness."

The endless "you guessed it wrong" suddenly stopped.

Yan Wei went on to say: "I did this just now, not to break the game, but just to help you do something you didn't dare to do in person. You took revenge on them, you were in the dark, Make them pay the price one by one, but you never dare to walk up to them and say 'go away'."

"In fact, you are not unwilling to do so, you are regretting that you have gone the wrong way."

"You cleaned up your bed and table very well. In fact, you don't want to leave here, you still want to stay here. But Tang Yizhuo ruined everything for you, he is the culprit of everything The culprit, other people just come from the ignorance and ignorance of blind conformity. They even think they are right, in their eyes, you are a person who often does bad things and pranks your classmates behind your back. They bully you, isolate you, bully you You, but you haven't done anything that endangered your life. Everyone has a little evil, so a little bit of malice is just an excessive joke to the person who applies it. But one small evil is applied to the same person. But it has become the biggest damage. These little things are piled up together, forming a tower of sand, and gradually become the straw that crushes you.

In the dormitory, the negative emotions that rushed to the face shook and hit Yan Wei's nerves.

The ghosts that the three Qian Xuanxuan roommates transformed into slowly dissipated, and a girl with long black hair, wearing a school uniform, and covered in blood suddenly appeared in front of him. The long black hair that was so dark that it exuded a cold aura covered most of her face. Her exposed face was covered with thick blood, her head had a large broken place, and her body also felt quite fragmented—she died of death. fall.

Yan Wei did not step back, he stood up straight, copying his pocket with one hand, his expression calm.

He said: "The words they said just now were also said to you back then? Thinking you wouldn't have to die if you left sooner. They're bad, but they're not."

"I did those just now, not to break the game, but..." Yan Wei shook his head, quite helpless, "I just did what you should do. All sins do not lead to death. So your grievance is not in the last scene before you die, but in this moment, when you hear them speak and suddenly realize that you are going the wrong way. There are many people in this world who protect themselves and fight back against others. The method, you can say it when Tang Yizhuo slanders you at the beginning, bear all the consequences, and protect yourself. You can also stand up directly when they bully you and let them go. You actually have many methods , but in the end you killed them..."

"You regret it. Because you ended up being just like them."

She lowered her head slightly, her face still pale and terrifying, and her expression could not be seen clearly under the cover of her hair.

In her retrospect, Yan Wei felt the violent fluctuation of her mood at the moment.

When he saw Qian Xuanxuan's neat desk and bed, he knew that Qian Xuanxuan might still want to keep hope. Unfortunately, in the end, she realized that she had gone wrong and finally jumped off the rooftop.

Qian Xuanxuan hopes that she will not become the person she hates the most.

What he did just now was just to help Qian Xuanxuan do things that he did not dare to do or did not do before his death, not to break the game.

"So I guessed right, the way to break your backtrack is..."

Yan Wei lowered his eyes, touched the black ring with his fingertips, took out an ordinary dagger, and with a backhand, pointed the tip of the knife directly at his heart, and stabbed it hard!

In the end, the person she most wants to kill is herself.

Kill herself before she kills anyone else.

The moment the tip of the knife pierced into the heart, Yan Wei could not feel any pain - this is a retrospective fantasy, his method of breaking the game is correct, and naturally nothing will happen. The dormitory in front of her has begun to slowly distort. Standing in front of Yan Wei, Qian Xuanxuan slowly raised her head and stared straight at Yan Wei with pure white eyes.

Yan Wei said to her: "It is never clear what is right or wrong. The reason why there are so many things in this world is that people cannot be completely dominated by reason. If I were you, I would In the first place, let this not happen. But I'm not a completely rational person either, and I don't know what I'd do if I got to where you are."

The world in front of me is completely distorted.

The world was spinning, and two thin and slightly yellowed papers floated down and fell firmly into Yan Wei's hands.

As soon as he stood firm, he saw a hundred ghosts around him. The moment he broke Qian Xuanxuan's backtracking, all the backtracking in the grove disappeared, and all the players came out again. They were fighting with ghosts, while Yan Mingguang had been waiting at the place where Yan Wei entered the retrospective fantasy.

At the moment when Yan Wei appeared, the long whip slid through the air and promptly knocked away the ghosts that were attacked by Chao Yan Wei.

The scene was a mess.

Yan Wei clenched He Luo and Qian Xuanxuan's dismissal order in his hand, and grabbed Yan Mingguang's arm with the other hand, just as he was about to speak, suddenly came the exclamation of Yu Feizhou not far away : "Lin Zhen!!"

Then there was a very forbidding humming, with obvious pain - that was Lin Zhen's voice.

Yan Wei was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and faintly saw He Luo with a terrifying and **** face in the darkness of the night, standing among the passing ghosts, a pale hand Holding a person, the other hand has penetrated the person's shoulder blade.

Yan Wei's breathing was stagnant.

—That's Lin Zhen.

He Luo obviously felt his presence, his all-white eyes stared straight at the two punishment orders in his hand, and his voice was hoarse: "You actually got it...then Just make a choice and replace him with a sanction sheet."