The bone-white fingers were cut by the knife, and red sticky liquid slid down Yu Qirong's wrist and then dripped onto the table under his wrist.
Lu Pingsha came back to his senses, swallowed nervously, and looked up at Yu Qirong who had saved him.
Yu Qirong's face was pale, but he didn't show any pain. Instead, there was a sense of satisfaction on his face as if a question had been answered.
Only he himself could see that the knife was filled with black mist. The wound seemed very deep, but in fact it only cut a layer of skin. The moment the blood flowed, the black mist stayed away from Yu Qirong's bloody hand like the paramecium that escaped when encountering salt in the biology textbook.
Bang.
Yu Qirong suppressed his curious look and loosened his hand holding the blade. The blade fell on the table with a crisp sound.
"Yu Qirong..." Lu Pingsha got up from the ground, gritted his teeth, and hurriedly spent a lot of money to buy medicine from the points store that was extremely effective in treating external injuries. He quickly walked a few steps to Yu Qirong's side, wanting to help him heal his wounds.
Yu Qirong looked at his hand holding the blade thoughtfully, took the medicine from Lu Pingsha, and poured it on the wound. With the healing function of the Dragon Hook Jade, the wound healed quickly.
He was more interested in the blade on the table.
Without the black mist covering it, it seemed to be just an ordinary fruit knife, with a sharp blade and a pink handle.
Lu Pingsha looked at Yu Qirong's face carefully. Seeing that he didn't look uncomfortable, he felt relieved. Following Yu Qirong's gaze, he also noticed the unusual handle of the knife.
"..." Lu Pingsha opened his mouth and said hesitantly: "Is the principal opposite me a person who likes pink knives?"
Quite girly.
This was just a guess based on the previous situation, but Lu Pingsha immediately rejected this idea. Since it was abnormal, it meant that there was something else behind it.
Yu Qirong frowned, and a hint of genuine sleepiness appeared on his sickly face. This was his body's self-protection mechanism to resist the black fog.
He raised his hand to cover his mouth, yawned, and said lazily: "This knife should be stolen from Xia Sheng by the principal."
Lu Pingsha pursed his lips and glanced quickly at Yu Qirong's pale face with mixed feelings.
When he was forced to read "Dream of the Red Chamber" before, he didn't quite believe it when he heard that Lin Daiyu was pretty, thinking that how could a sickly person be pretty? But now that he saw Yu Qirong, he believed it again.
Especially this sickly-looking high-risk NPC, who had just been rescued from Ghost Blade.
Even if he is an NPC, then...
Yu Qirong didn't hear Lu Pingsha's response. She turned around and saw him looking at her with a sense of something in his heart. Her wine-red eyes glanced at him in confusion, "What are you daydreaming about?"
"Ah? Yeah." Lu Pingsha came back to his senses and coughed twice to cover up, indicating that he heard it.
He picked up the knife on the table and saw that it was still stained with Yu Qirong's blood. His heart tightened and a bit of heartache appeared in his eyes.
"You said this belonged to Xia Sheng, then why did she take the knife?"
As soon as he asked this question, Lu Pingsha had the answer in his mind. Why could a girl who was forced take a knife to find the person who hurt her?
"She failed." Yu Qirong suppressed the emotions in her eyes and only murmured: "Perhaps jumping off the building was not suicide, but a murder caused by pushing and shoving during the process of grabbing the knife."
"Found it!" Lu Pingsha had just put away the knife when he heard Mirror Ghost's excited call, so he quickly walked over to take a look.
Yu Qirong looked listless, as if he was forcing himself to stay awake. He slowly moved to the side of Jinggui, and looked over lazily, only to see a wooden desk.
The Mirror Ghost excitedly demonstrated it to everyone, saying that if you put your hand in and touch the hole above the desk, you will be able to touch the carved talisman.
Lu Pingsha stopped him from smearing blood on the talisman, squatted down and looked inside.
Yu Qirong leaned against the desk, his loose school uniform making his movements look casual and unrestrained. He supported the desk with one hand and crossed one leg over the other, waiting for Lu Pingsha to explain what he saw.
The desk hole was not very wide, and considering the size of an adult's head, it was obviously unrealistic for Lu Pingsha to stick his head in to look. He took out his cell phone, turned on the flashlight function, and shone it into the desk hole.
There were some strange patterns carved above the hole in the desk, but when Lu Pingsha shone a flashlight on it, he did not see the Mirror Ghost's blood. The surface was still clean, as if the Mirror Ghost had never touched it at all.
Lu Pingsha looked back at the mirror ghost's bloody hand and raised his head to ask him, "Did you touch it?"
"Yeah." Mirror Ghost nodded without knowing why.
Lu Pingsha paused and took out the knife that he had thrown into the system space without having time to wipe it, which was still stained with Yu Qirong's blood.
He held the hilt of the knife and slowly moved the bloody knife closer to the strange pattern.
The blood that had not yet dried up seemed to be sucked up and condensed into a round blood bead. On the other side, due to the tension, the blood was still in contact with the blade.
But the next second, the round blood bead completely left the blade, sank into the strange pattern and disappeared.
This is also a magic circle that can absorb blood.
Lu Pingsha looked solemn and looked up to Yu Qirong for advice.
Unconsciously, his trust in this high-risk NPC increased exponentially, to a level that even he himself found shocking.
"Then use this knife to cut the pattern into pieces." Yu Qirong found a stool and sat down, supporting his fair face with one hand, with his usual impatience in his expression.
Lu Pingsha originally thought that this was just Yu Qirong's way of talking nonsense, but when he looked at Yu Qirong again and again, he found that he seemed to be serious.
He pursed his lips and said hesitantly: "But the school rules prohibit carving desks..."
Even if you damage the desk with a strand of hair, a scar will instantly appear on the person's body, not to mention using a knife to scratch the pattern.
Yu Qirong was really sleepy, but he still had to force himself to think about the problem. What Lu Pingsha said made sense. After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand and patted the table, raised his eyes and signaled Lu Pingsha to help: "Take this table with you, and let's go back to the empty classroom downstairs."
The method Yu Qirong came up with was to use fire.
Since it cannot be carved, it doesn't say that it cannot be burned with fire. Maybe this fire was set by Xia Sheng for this purpose.
The empty classroom downstairs had not yet reached the point where it was out of control, and Lu Pingsha opened the door easily. Two NPCs and four transfer students watched the desks turn into ashes. While watching the desks burning, Lu Pingsha paid attention to the task progress bar.
But until the desk turned into a handful of ashes, the progress bar didn't move forward at all.
Lu Pingsha didn't look very happy. He didn't know what was going on with this B-level dungeon. It felt more difficult than any higher-level dungeon he had experienced. Not to mention the confusing progress of the mission. He even almost lost an eye in the dungeon.
The classroom next door seemed to be having a Chinese class. The sound of reading the text kept coming into Yu Qirong's ears, making him even more drowsy.
He raised his hand and patted Lu Pingsha, then raised his eyelids: "I still have to go back. I have unfinished business upstairs."
What Yu Qirong was talking about was actually opening the door of the principal's office.
At first he wanted to open the door, but was stopped by a strange sound from inside. Now that he thought about it, it was very likely that if they opened it rashly, they would be attacked by the principal. This was Xia Sheng's reminder and hint.
Now that the pattern has been destroyed, Xia Sheng should have been released. If you go to the principal's office at this time, the person you will see is Xia Sheng.
Yu Qirong's mind was a mess, like a ball of thread that couldn't be untied. Her body leaned against the wall weakly, and she watched Lu Pingsha carefully turn the door open. Then her vision gradually blurred.
The moment the door opened, a bright panel appeared in front of Yu Qirong, reflecting a faint blue light floating on his snow-white hair.
[Copy: Lanxi Ghost School, the mission progress increased by 5%, reaching 100%, please choose whether to return to the main god space. ]
"Done! I actually survived!" Xu Yanan smiled happily.
"Fortunately, we signed an agreement with the NPC. However, it is still worthwhile to exchange 900 points for a life." Liang Xue thought about the previous situation and was somewhat frightened: "Let's leave the dungeon quickly."
The mirror ghost next to them stared at them blankly: "What are you talking about?"
Before he could continue asking, Xu Yanan, Liang Xue and Bai Shi disappeared in front of him in an instant. Jing Gui shook his head and only remembered that students with these three names transferred to this school and then left.
Lu Pingsha turned his head to look at Yu Qirong who was sleeping against the wall. After hesitating for only a second, he chose to return to the main god space immediately.
After all, Yu Qirong was just an NPC in a dungeon. Even if he had self-awareness and even helped them, he could only be considered a special NPC who maintained a neutral attitude towards the players.
Although he was moved, he couldn't stay here.
Tang Xingfei, who was being remembered by Yu Qirong, should have thought the same.
That's why Yu Qirong was left here alone.
But he is different. If he is free, he might come back to visit and not let Yu Qirong wait in vain.
In his sleep, Yu Qirong heard the mirror ghost crying and calling his name, it sounded like a wolf howling and was extremely unpleasant to hear.
"Seven seven-seven--"
He frowned, forced his eyes open, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "What are you doing—"
"Qiqi, you finally woke up!" Mirror Ghost interrupted Yu Qirong, tears washing the blood off his face. He looked terrified, as if something life-threatening was chasing him. "It's on fire, it's on fire! The fire that started downstairs is about to reach the principal's office!"
Yu Qirong rubbed his brows. He saw the task completion reminder on the panel, but it was obvious that he couldn't leave now.
The air was filled with an extremely choking smell of smoke, and the originally clear sky outside was covered with a layer of gray haze.
Yu Qirong tilted his head to look over there. The arrogant and raging flames licked the wall on the other side, dyeing the flawless white wall into gray and black.
how so?
It was clearly an invisible fire at first.
"Stop screaming and crying." A hoarse female voice spoke.
Yu Qirong looked over and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face, Xia Sheng.
Xia Sheng was covered in blood. Unlike Mirror Ghost who looked like he had just been pulled out of a pool of blood, the blood on her body was splattered. Yu Qirong understood that it must be Principal Ji's blood.
She found a random spot and sat down against the wall, looking at the foggy sky opposite. Her black and white eyes were full of fatigue. "It won't be long before the fire burns down the entire building. Then we can start over again."
It sounds like she's been through this many times.
"Start over?" Yu Qirong asked softly.
"Reborn repeatedly, being bullied, jumping off a building, becoming a ghost, fighting back with the help of a transfer student... That's about it."
Xia Sheng looked at her nails in boredom. Her tone was relaxed, but tears were hidden in her eyes. She bit her lip and smiled, "It's not unprofitable to be able to kill several times."
She seemed to have not found anyone to talk to for a long time, and she cursed non-stop: "Damn Principal Ji, you are worse than pigs and dogs..."
So that's how it is.
This fire may not have been set by Xia Sheng. It was just a copy that gave the tasker an opportunity to complete the task and a possibility to start over.
He was still thinking, since Xia Sheng has this ability, why should he wait for them to rescue him?
It turns out that everything was arranged by the copy.
It’s just that these NPCs have no choice but to accompany these players over and over again.
But why?
Yu Qirong listened quietly to Xia Sheng's skillful cursing, constantly stroking the dragon hook jade on his wrist.
After a while, before the flames licked over, he showed a sly smile, his fair face was stained with a smile, and his tone was full of bewitching temptation: "Do you want to never come again?"
"..." Xia Sheng stopped cursing and looked at Yu Qirong with wide eyes.
"I'll take you away." Yu Qirong held the Dragon Hook Jade and said in a calm but firm tone.
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