MTL - Salted Fish Zombie-Chapter 135 memory

Ning Changfeng: "What are you going to do?"

Ning Su: "Let it spit out all the memories!"

The black tree hovering over the small black house has countless branches.

He just pulled off two of them, causing it to be temporarily unstable, and the memory returned to its place in obsession.

It started recently. First, Wang Zhiqiu's and the others' memories returned to their original places, and then the memories stored in the school began to become unstable.

But is that all?

There are four or five years in Qingyi Middle School, is it only four or five years old?

Definitely Not.

There must be a long history, and there must be memories of countless people.

For example, Ling Xiao.

This is a memory monster specially used by the system to suppress Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao has become accustomed to amnesia.

These point to a guess that Ling Xiao may have memories in it.

Ning Su pulled two "twigs" and looked at Ling Xiao.

If Ling Xiao felt something, he turned his head and looked over, his eyes were more chaotic than before.

At first, Ning Su was very happy to find him.

He has no clear sense of amnesia fragmentation.

It wasn't until he saw the amnesia of the players and students in this instance that he realized how hopeless and terrifying it must be.

It wasn't until he saw the uneasiness, bewilderment and obvious changes after the player lost his memory that he knew that a person without memory is incomplete, like a half-empty shell.

He just pulled off the two "branches" of this monster, and there are still so many that are visible to the naked eye. If he tore them all up, would Ling Xiao's memory come back, even a little?

Ning Changfeng jumped up and interrupted their gaze, "Ning Su, have you lost your mind!"

This was the first time he called Ning Su's name so seriously, and he told him sharply, "It's understandable that you want to help these senior high school students take the college entrance examination, but if you continue like this, all these stored memories will return to their place!"

"The owners of these memories no longer need to take the college entrance examination this year, and if these players don't have these memories, they will definitely die!"

"You wake up!"

Ning Su: "Who said that killing this monster means giving up these memories?"

Ning Su threw the ghosts down, "Ghosts, see if you can put them in Huaiyang Village, or your little underworld!"

Guisheng: "Yeah!"

This dungeon restricts the player to use skill weapons. In the system, ghosts and manman belong to his skill weapons.

He brought them out by force, and their abilities were limited.

But just like the player, if the player can't take out the skill weapon, Ning Changfeng's blood inheritance can still play a role and become a snake.

Manman can't bring out skeletons, but ghosts are born with half yin and half yang. He was born with a world of underworld.

Seeing ghosts born with Yin eyes and Yin ears can still be used, Ning Su guessed that his underworld might also be used.

If Guisheng can put these memory fruits into his own underworld, or Huaiyang Village.

Then whether this monster is alive or dead, it can't break through the boundary and affect these memories.

In the dungeon of "Pretending to be a Ghost", the energy rules in the dungeon wanted to take out a black robe from the dungeon of "Ghost Animals" to deceive him, but Xueqiu easily stopped him.

Dungeons of different levels have different difficulties for players, but ghost masters and demon masters in different dungeon worlds have no grades, and their respective territories do not invade each other.

If Guisheng could do it, their current deadlock would be solved.

Ning Changfeng was stunned for a moment. He didn't ask the reason at this time, and directly caught Guisheng and lifted him up.

Many small black fruits hang down from the black roof.

In the trembling of the black tree, each small fruit is shrinking and disappearing, and other small fruits that have not yet disappeared are shaking and shaking, and the sound of "gudong" and "gudong" inside is clearly audible.

Amidst the sound of "gudong", there were a few more "hmmmm" sounds.

Hearing this strange "um-um" sound, Ning Changfeng looked up and saw that Gui Sheng was pressing the black fruit into his stomach with great force, which is why he made the "um-um" sound.

"..."

"puff!-"

Gui Sheng opened his eyes wide, "Go in!"

Ning Changfeng: "What a ghost!"

Ning Su: "As expected of being the cutest little girl in Huaiyang Village."

Guisheng jumped down happily.

Ning Changfeng put Guisheng on the chair, and shouted to other amnesia players: "Help Guisheng pick it up! One for each!"

The memory fruit is constantly disappearing, and it is definitely too late for Guisheng alone, but each player picks one, and it is very simple to pick off the memory that he wants to use.

Ning Changfeng: "Then stuff it into Guisheng's stomach."

Dozens of players walked towards Ghost Life with Memory Fruits.

Guisheng: "..."

My stomach hurts a bit.

Louder and louder shouts came from outside the small black room, and Ning Changfeng guessed that the school instructor was coming soon.

He looked up at Ning Su, "Are you really going to do this? What if it doesn't vomit?"

He saw the situation very clearly, Ning Su won the confrontation between Ning Su and the black tree monster, but Ning Su only tore off its two "branches".

From the very beginning, this dungeon created the fear of devouring memory monsters. When it was still invisible, it was unavoidable. When they saw that the black tree whip could extract people's memories, the players couldn't avoid it even more.

What's more difficult is that players can't use skill weapons.

Maybe it and the system didn't expect that there would be players who would come up to it and tear it up and tear it apart.

In this sudden destruction, it is momentarily destabilized and the memory falls back into place.

This may only be temporary.

But Ning Su saw the possibility.

Now that such a situation had arisen, he saw another way to get rid of the bottom line, so he thought about not doing anything at all.

Tear it apart and free all the memories that were plundered and devoured.

Destroy it, and the school will no longer be able to use it to punish them wantonly and threaten them, and no senior high school student will lose their memory. From then on, they will regain the fairness of the college entrance examination, have the opportunity to change their destiny, and realize their dreams.

Ning Su: "If it doesn't vomit and has the ability to devour, let's see who can eat it!"

Ning Changfeng: "..."

The boy pulled a "twig" with each hand and stood up little by little.

The "branch" stretched a little bit as he got up, if it didn't stretch, it would only break.

Even so, many cracks appeared in the "twig".

The director of politics and education and the instructors who lived in the school, heard the cries and laughter of the students, and ran to this side in a hurry.

When she saw Wang Zhiqiu reciting ancient poems, she was shocked.

Just when her brain was dazed and panicked, she heard that something happened in the dormitory. The people who had the accident were all students from prominent families living in the single dormitory.

Gu Po heard Wang Zhiqiu's words and immediately ran to the top floor.

In the single dormitory on the top floor, except for the top ten students in grades, they are students from prominent families who can donate a teaching building to the school at will.

He thought that this kind of students who didn't need to study anymore had already fallen asleep, and maybe even if their transferred memories disappeared, they wouldn't find out for a while. He didn't expect that there was a dormitory that was different.

When is the happiest time to relax?

When everyone else in the third year of high school was tense with every nerve, nervous and anxious and hated to sleep and study, they had already obtained the knowledge memory of the second-class university or above, and they were lying in the same college entrance examination.

At this time, they don't need to attend lectures or study anymore, so they really want to have fun.

One aspect of fun is something only they know.

That night, on the top floor of the boys' dormitory, three boys gathered in a single dormitory.

The boy who originally lived in this dormitory was He Junyi, the boy who was followed by Guisheng's little ear into the small black room and was seen by Lin Jiaze to transfer his memory.

What he transferred was the memory of Wang Yi, a girl who suddenly lost her memory during the language test in the examination room that day.

The other two boys were half lying on the single sofa, and the other was sitting on a chair, looking at him excitedly.

"Speak quickly!"

"Say something suitable for late night listening!"

The bright and gorgeous lights of the single dormitory fell on their excited faces, and their anxious and ugly eyes were very different from their usual low-key politeness.

He Junyi pushed the gold-rimmed glasses and swallowed, "It's suitable for listening late at night. It starts from when we were Qing Leng Xueba junior high school."

"Junior high school!" A boy became even more excited, "I can't see it, Wang Yi usually looks like he only has studies in his heart, but there is a story in junior high school?"

Another boy leaned forward from the soft sofa, "Speak quickly, I can't wait!"

He Junyi didn't know whether he was reminiscing carefully, or deliberately whetting people's appetites. After thinking about it for a while, he said: "When our beauty Xueba was in junior high school, she left home for the first time to go to a strange place far away to go to school."

"Because the family is poor, I can only go to that kind of broken and small barbershop for a haircut. She must have looked easy to bully at that time, you know, and she looks..."

"At that time, there was only one fat and ugly male boss in his forties. When the male boss washed her hair, he moved his hands from her head to the back of her neck, and then to the back of her neck. the front of the neck, and then down."

"F*ck!"

"Aren't the boss's hands particularly black and rough? Wang Yi is so white, it's exciting!"

They came from prominent families, and they were doomed from birth to not have to worry about anything in this life, not even the college entrance examination.

They went to aristocratic schools since they were young, and Qingyi Middle School has also been the most popular aristocratic school in the past two years. Only people in the local top circle know why Qingyi is a unique and good school.

Because the school can use top students to help the children of the nobles take the college entrance examination.

The method used is to transfer memory.

According to the family background and contribution to the school, the third grade of senior high school determines which students' memories they will take away.

The two or three students who are the best learners in the class are the melons they choose.

They sit in a certain position in the classroom, and they can look up at any time to see their melons studying hard in class, absorbing sunlight and growing up.

This feeling is magical and wonderful.

They often lie on the desks in a good mood and watch their melons grow bigger and bigger.

Where the melons didn't know, he raised his lips and smiled.

Looking at the melons, slowly closing their eyes, when they are drowsy in class, they will occasionally think about a question.

Pigs eat and eat all the time, and they will be slaughtered if they get fat.

Do pigs know this?

Pigs may not know it, but people must want pigs to eat more and grow fatter.

Generally speaking, they have two candidates, and the distribution of melons is based on power and wealth, just like the unspeakable one next door to them, who was the first and second in the third grade of high school at the time. in a class.

But the development of this year will change, and it is related to luck and their "effort".

They sometimes say to their melons: "My family has found a special teacher to help me with my homework. I don't want to listen. Can you help me clock in?"

The melons were grateful.

There are also those who are very lucky, such as Class 1 of the third year, Tang Yichen and Wang Zhiqiu were originally not in the top ten of their grades. After a year of hard work day and night, they both got into the top five of their grades.

In this case, they would laugh behind their backs and say that the noble boy was lucky.

Anyway, after a year of hard work, the melons finally grow up, and the melons are ripe.

They will accept the results in the examination room and try the results in the examination room.

What is taken away in time in the examination room is generally intellectual memory, but some memories that are very heavy in the mind will also be taken away together, transferred to their minds, and seen by them.

They figured it out slowly, and it became a lot of fun among them.

Whenever a person transfers the memory of a top student, on any boring night, someone will come to this person's dormitory, wanting to know the unknown mystery that is heavy and dark in that top student's memory.

Everyone has a little bit of voyeurism.

But this kind of them is too exciting, like peeling off a person's coat layer by layer, and then peeling off the skin, peeling off all the exterior, and seeing the deepest part of his memory.

It would be even more exciting if the person who transferred the memory was a girl.

This may be the thing that a girl was most afraid of, and she dared not tell anyone, so they regarded it as a topic of excitement late at night.

"What's next! Tell me quickly!"

He Junyi shook his head, and said regretfully, "At that time, someone just entered the door and interrupted the male boss."

"Ah, what a disappointment."

"Is there anything else?"

He Junyi said: "There are also her and his boyfriend."

"What? Wang Yi actually has a boyfriend?! Isn't she always acting like no man is allowed to approach her?"

"Yes, I remember that when boys approached, she would drive them away with that cold face, and when boys approached, you would chase them away."

He Junyi frowned and said: "She is my melon, how can I let other boys get close to affect her study."

"...Yes! That's why we were surprised that she had a boyfriend."

"Tell me what's going on?"

He Junyi said: "Her boyfriend is the monitor of our class. The two of them have a school committee and a monitor. They often deal with class affairs together, so they got together secretly."

"Hey—then we know about the private affairs between them, why don't we go and have a chat with your squad leader?"

"You are so cheap, but I like it, so tell me!"

He Junyi: "They should have made an appointment to go to some university together, and they agreed to study hard together in high school and not do anything, but men haha."

"One night, they stayed in the head teacher's office together to sort out student materials, and the head teacher..."

"What's the matter?"

"You said it! Why do you always tantalize people!"

"At once…"

"Just, just..."

"Just... just... ah! — ah!!"

He Junyi was originally standing against the wall, talking to them in a relaxed posture, but suddenly he couldn't speak, and frowned suspiciously, trying to remember.

Then, caught off guard, he suddenly yelled and hugged his head, his face contorted from the pain, and his head was sweating profusely.

He was pulling his scalp desperately, and his body couldn't maintain his balance, so he fell to the ground.

The ferocious and sharp pain made the other two feel that the nerves in his brain had suddenly ruptured.

Ning Su tore off a black "twig" with a "bang".

The director of politics and education was hesitating whether to go to the dormitory immediately to deal with the chaos and collapse of those noble children, when he heard the deafening sound, he and the instructor looked up in shock.

No one knows what the tree-like objects hovering over the small black house are, nor do they know how deep it is.

At this time, the young man was no longer standing on the roof of the small black house, the small black house had no roof long ago, and the tree-like object had been pulled out tens of meters long by the young man from the bottom of the lake.

The dark wriggling, smooth and cracked ones, like branches and tentacles, covered the entire lake, and were dragged high into the sky by the young man.

In the dim light of the sky, this huge unknown creature gradually revealed its frightening parts.

What is even more shocking is that such a huge and dark creature was torn out from the bottom of the deep lake by a skinny young man who was less than one ten-thousandth of its size, and broke apart under his hands.

The crack spread to the "trunk" on the second floor of the small black house.

This originally very thick "trunk" now appears small and fragile in the larger tree network that fills the sky.

The second the crack appeared in the "trunk", Ning Changfeng used his palm as a blade, split open the "trunk" along the crack, got the transfer neurons hidden inside, and immediately stuffed it into the ghost's stomach.

"Get it! Run!"

The front is to Ning Su, and the back is to dozens of amnesia players.

After speaking, he picked up the paralyzed ghost and rushed out.

The small black house was in danger under the impact and struggle of the black tree monster, and the walls had already been broken.

Ning Changfeng, holding Guisheng in his arms, ran all the way across the bridge that was about to collapse, followed by a group of nimble players.

When the instructors saw them running over, they didn't know whether to arrest them or not.

"Boom!—"

The Xuesi Hall of Qingyi Middle School, which existed for five years, collapsed.

Where did they get caught?

Everyone looked at the unknown creature being pulled out from the sky ahead.

None of them knew that the lake in their school was a bottomless pit, hiding such a huge black unknown creature that almost covered the sky.

So shocked that the brain went blank and the body froze in place.

The black creature is still being pulled out, as big as a black waterfall falling from the sky.

They have long lost sight of the boy who pulled out the huge thing, and they can only see the black tree-like thing, which is also being broken from top to bottom while being pulled out and growing in size.

Thick black liquid burst out from the rupture, like black raindrops falling from the sky, falling everywhere.

Only Ning Changfeng could faintly see Ning Su's figure.

He stared nervously at the small black figure, and when he could still see Ning Su clearly, Ning Su's whole body was already covered with black lines and thick black liquid.

He noticed that Ning Su was doing different things while pulling a "twig" with each hand.

One hand was sending energy into the "branch", and the surging energy impacted the black tree monster, creating a crack that spread rapidly, and the roots broke.

The other hand was doing the opposite, absorbing and devouring the black tree monster, just like Ning Changfeng saw Ning Su devouring the zombie virus when he was watching the club competition.

The "branches" under his hand withered and drooped.

The sky was pale, and the first ray of morning light fell on Ning Su.

Ning Su was covered in dirty black, and his long eyelashes were also covered with thick black liquid.

He shouldn't be able to see anything, and he doesn't need to see anything. He just wants to destroy, destroy, destroy this unknown monster, and only wants to devour the things that this monster depends on for survival.

However, with his dirty eyes, he saw a lot.

Numerous figures and pictures shuttled and slid past his eyes at the speed of light.

He seems to have seen the vast memory universe, where there are as many people as stars, flying in front of him, so many and fast, he can only see shadows.

The light and shadow were all black, flickering and dark, which made him very uncomfortable.

The phantom flew away, and he saw a black figure standing quietly at the end of the memory universe. The man turned his head and smiled at him, the scarlet eyes at the end of his eyes burning like the fire of hell.

Ning Su frowned, and instantly felt the feeling of absorbing hundreds of millions of zombie viruses and bursting to death.

This, the monster that the system uses to restrain Ling Xiao, sure enough - Ning Su blinked slowly - it's not that simple.

He shook his head, and the black "branch" was tightly clenched in his hand, which was overflowing with black energy.

The black spread to the arm, and it suddenly went up again.

The black lines on the young man's forehead suddenly became larger, and the dark energy that surged to the level of the dungeon world rushed into the black tree monster.

"Boom!—"

It was raining heavily.

Dark mist filled the sky.

The sky was bright, the bright morning light snaking through the black pouring rain.

"Jingle Bell!-"

When the wake-up bell of Qingyi Middle School rang, endless black rain was washing over Qingyi Middle School.

The students of Qingyi Middle School got up and looked at the black rain all over the sky. They felt inexplicably that the black rain seemed to be washing away places they didn't know, such as a certain place in their minds.

It's not that the mind is dirty and black, but after it enters the brain invisibly, it washes out a certain blank and blurred place and becomes clear.

When Ning Su woke up, he was in a strange world.

This world is like a void, even if he is lying on the ground, he has no sense of reality.

There was severe pain in the heart.

Ning Su frowned and opened his eyes.

A familiar face came into view.

The long-haired Ling Xiao was cutting his heart, and the blackened blood splashed onto his chin, and slowly slid down his sharp chin, a chill of coldness.

Sensing that the person he had pinned to the ground opened his eyes, he raised his eyes and looked over.

Ning Su's heart trembled suddenly, it wasn't a throbbing, but an extremely dangerous stressful beating.

He clearly noticed the difference between Ling Xiao and his usual days.

On weekdays, Ling Xiao's eyes are filled with chaos, and the scarlet at the end of his eyes is like an inconspicuous decoration.

At this time, Ling Xiao had boundless darkness in his eyes, and the scarlet at the end of his eyes was like a flowing river of ghostly blood. Only the blood of countless people could condense into that smear of red.

He hooked his lips into a smile, and the corners of his bright red lips slightly raised the taste of endless bloodthirsty, and there was no emotion in his black eyes.

With **** hands pinching Ning Su's chin.

Black and red blood stained his pale chin, and he rubbed his cold fingers on his chin. Ling Xiao sized him up and smiled inexplicably, "So, it's a little zombie."

While talking, the hand that pressed Ning Su's heart didn't stop moving, and cut a bigger gap again, blackened blood overflowed from the chest cavity, and the bent fingers were about to touch Ning Su's rapidly beating heart.

The expression on his face, as well as the merciless **** action, made Ning Su feel that he would tear his heart apart in the next second.

Ning Su suddenly realized.

He is a dark superpower, able to devour all dark things.

What he absorbed and contacted from the black tree monster, even the memory can only be dark.

The Ling Xiao in front of him was indeed different from the Ling Xiao whose memory was broken when he saw him. He was Ling Xiao who was condensed from dark memories.

Ning Su: "..."