A teacher? A researcher? Or someone else working in the field of literature?
After a while, the others returned to the living room.
"It seems all the useful stuff is hidden in the second bedroom!" Li Qi gritted his teeth; he had no choice but to go in.
Luo Bin strode over the sofa and came to the door: "Then stop dawdling, everyone will be back soon."
Instead of denying his words, the others began to think of ways to break the lock on the second bedroom door.
Xu Qing, however, saw the talisman paper on the rooftop not far from the door and immediately realized that the door lock here was just for show.
To actually open the door, you still have to tear off the talisman first.
Xu Qing grabbed a corner of the black talisman, and as soon as he exerted force, a moment of surprise appeared in his eyes.
Is it really that hard to tear?
He couldn't help but think of Xiao Jin, who had indeed appeared to be struggling before.
However, not long after, Xu Qing gently twisted his fingers, and the talisman was finally torn off with a crisp "ripping" sound, then turned into specks of fluorescent light and dissipated into the air.
"Huh?" Xu Qing was a little stunned. This time it was different.
At the same time, Chen Mingchuan took a deep breath, and a scorching aura rose from his palm. Under the erosion of this power, the door lock quickly softened and eventually turned into a pool of molten metal that flowed onto the ground.
Upon seeing this, everyone felt a chill and quickly pushed the door open together. A stuffy, slightly rotten smell of air rushed in.
Surprisingly, behind the door was not the secondary bedroom as everyone expected, but a study converted from the secondary bedroom.
Although the space is not large, it is filled with all kinds of books, stacked layer upon layer, from old, yellowed thread-bound books to modern, beautifully bound bestsellers, all placed on huge bookshelves that reach the ceiling.
Cui Mingyang exclaimed, "He really does deserve to be called a teacher; he has so many books."
The curtains in the study were tightly closed at the moment, and the heavy fabric completely blocked out the sunlight, making the whole room unusually dark.
On the ground ahead, a complex and exquisite magic circle suddenly came into view.
Unlike the other two places, the magic array here emanates a faint light, as if it were the source of its operation.
In the center of the magic circle, a woolen doll, almost half the height of a person, sat there all alone.
Its appearance is ordinary, but its eyes, made of a special material, are exceptionally eye-catching. At first glance, they seem to be alive, coldly staring at the intruder.
As soon as the door opened, the doll's dark eyes reflected an eerie light in the dim environment, startling Chen Mingchuan, who was the first to enter.
"Holy crap, what the hell? Those eyes weren't gouged out of a real person, were they?" Chen Mingchuan jumped up and down.
Xu Qing took a few steps forward gently, her eyes focused, and she slowly lowered her head. When her gaze swept over the yarn doll, a faint smile appeared on her lips: "It's nothing, it's just fake."
Only after these words were spoken did Xiao Xin dare to open her eyes.
At the same time, as the group filed in, a crisp and pleasant check-in notification sound rang out inside.
The players quickly took out their phones to photograph the last magic circle.
At this point, all three tasks were completed, and the system promptly notified them that each of them had received 1,000 points and a palm-sized yarn doll.
The players looked at the doll in their backpacks with strange expressions. It was a gift from the system, and it looked remarkably like the one sitting on the ground outside.
One is a mini version, and the other is a plus version.
The rag doll in the supernatural world... If it weren't for the fact that it had abilities and was a prop, the group would have really wanted to throw it away—they found it disgusting.
Xiao Jin also glanced at the yarn doll; it was a rather unique purple prop.
The skill allows players to leave a drop of blood on the doll, after which the doll will carry the scent of the bloodstain's owner, or even a wisp of their soul.
To some extent, it can transfer the damage of locked skills, confuse the enemy's perception, and make them mistake the doll for the owner of the bloodstain.
Especially when escaping, it can even distract pursuers and confuse them.
After looking at them, everyone decided to put the yarn dolls away.
Since it's already been given away, might as well take it!
"The mission is finally complete!" The muscular man couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, a long-lost smile appearing on his face.
At the same time, he also felt sorry for the twin-tailed girl who died young.
If only she hadn't been so impulsive...
Now that the door has been opened, it's no surprise that their actions have alerted Teacher Feng.
Therefore, the players must search the house as quickly as possible to obtain information about the movie, and they are also very curious about what role Teacher Feng plays in the movie.
Glancing around the messy room, the most striking thing in this dimly lit space was the books scattered everywhere.
The group carefully avoided the intricate magic arrays on the ground, their eyes scanning the bookshelves for any possible hidden clues.
But Xiao Jin walked straight to the slightly old desk, where several books were scattered and a photograph with slightly yellowed edges.
She gently picked up the photo, her fingertips tracing the familiar face—sure enough, it was the same man she had glimpsed before.
However, this time the background of the photo is no longer a blurry interior, but a clear view of a vast space.
The man is standing in front of a magnificent gate, facing the camera directly.
Xiao Jin's gaze followed the man's figure and naturally fell on the plaque next to the gate, which was engraved with the four ancient characters "Linjiang University".
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