Chapter 286: Idong who collided with ghosts
That year, classmate Idong was ten years old
As mentioned before, Idong and Mo Tan were classmates in junior high school, high school and college. By the way, they were classmates. An inmate of the orphanage, so when the former was just taken home A few years was the time when the two of them communicated least frequently. Mo Tan had already begun to study some knowledge and things that were far beyond his age, while Yi Dong was in elementary school. In the words of Yi Dong's classmate now, That was the most innocent stage of his life.
All in all, Yidong was a relatively simple primary school student at that time. Like many children, he had very acceptable grades, a few friends who did not have Mo Tantie but had pretty good relationships, and a My sweet-looking and somewhat precocious female classmate is living a good life. It's been pretty smooth sailing, and I get along pretty well with my family. The estrangement caused by being thrown into the orphanage for a few years has long since disappeared, except for the frequent interactions with someone who is not normal, who was once a friend, and will be in the future. The gay friend's pen pal is just an ordinary elementary school student except for frequent correspondence.
Anyway, the background at that time was probably like this, and then one Sunday, Yi Dong, a young rich second generation who looked like a child on the outside but was also a child on the inside, suddenly had a whim and planned to do something.< br>
Classmate Xiao Yi, who was widely abused by local low-age animations, planned an adventure for himself. The specific content was to sneak into his father's company and scare him. This cute and childlike plan made him excited. Didn't even sleep well.
The next day, Yidong, who had asked for sick leave in advance, pretended to go to school, then took a taxi on the roadside in front of the school and went straight to his father's company address. This was not difficult, he just Just show your father's business card to the driver and it's easy.
An hour later, he got off the car somewhere in the city center, and then he immediately found the building with the 'Little Smart Guy' sign on it. At that time, Idong didn't have any sense of shame. The classmate was very happy and ran in jumping up and down, wanting to surprise his father.
"If you are my son"
Mo Tan crossed his legs and looked at Yidong with disdain, and sighed faintly: "I can make you live to be five years old. Lose.”
The latter laughed sarcastically: "Who hasn't been a naughty kid yet? How could you be better than me when you were a teenager?"
The contempt in Mo Tan's eyes became even stronger: "Are you sure? Do you want to hear about the great achievements of my father-in-law?"
"Ahem." Idong coughed dryly and immediately changed the topic: "Don't mention it, I have finally stabilized my three views recently. I don’t want to start the reconstruction work yet, so please listen to me first.”
The naughty boy Ito entered his company building like this, and then he got incredibly lost!
Yes, getting lost would definitely be a daily occurrence for Mo Tan, but Idong’s sense of direction is much stronger than the former, at least it can reach the level of ordinary humans. And it’s still in an office building that’s bright and spacious but definitely not that big. Logically speaking, if you die, you can only ‘find your way out’, but
"I suspect that I might have encountered a ghost and hit the wall at that time."
Yidong shivered with lingering fear, and said seriously to Mo Tan: "I remember what happened that day very clearly. Ever since I entered After I entered the building, I never walked out of the hall. There were obviously only two corridors in total, but no matter how I walked, I would end up back where I started, and I couldn't see anyone. That means I was not sensible at the time. If I were to change now, I had to be scared to death.”
“Oh.”
Mo Tan nodded calmly: “Then what?”
“Then it was about half way. About hour, I turned into the corridor on the left and finally did not return to the hall. Instead, I found a half-open iron door. It seemed quite bright when I looked in from the outside, and there were voices inside."
Yi Dong pursed his lips nervously, his voice trembling a little: "I was already a little panicked at the time, and I don't know if it was an illusion. I always felt that the surrounding environment was getting colder, so after seeing the door I thought He rushed in without thinking, and guess what happened? "
"I don't think so." Mo Tan rolled his eyes, not wanting to cooperate at all: "It's so fast. Let it go."
Idong shrugged: "Then I fainted and when I woke up, I was already in my father's office."
"If you dare to say that you are actually just. I had a dream."
Mo Tan glanced at Yi Dong and said in a bad tone: "I'm going to smash your face with a plastic bag of farts."
"I did think it was just a dream at first, and adults told me so." Yidong smiled bitterly, then shook his head and said: "But after that, I had nightmares for several days in a row, all in that room, but every time The things these times are different from before. Sometimes they are a lot of eerie and dark tablets, sometimes they are an empty warehouse, and sometimes..."
Mo Tan interrupted with interest. He: "A group of ferocious-looking ghosts?"
"How do you know?!"
Idong was shocked at that time, and then shook his head hesitantly: "Actually, I can't say it is. The appearance is hideous, but I do occasionally dream about a lot of vague things wandering in that room. Phew, I was only ten years old at the time. Even if it is not the kind of thing that cannot be broadcast without coding, it is still scary enough. Just panic!"
"Then you became a coward who was afraid of ghosts?" Mo Tan looked at him with a mocking look and asked with a chuckle: "You haven't gotten rid of that time until now? The shadow?”
Yidong looked up to the sky and sighed, and said dejectedly: "That's why I don't want to tell you this. In fact, I'm not timid. I can hold everything like skeletons and zombies, but only ghosts." Something like that. Hey, I can’t say I’m afraid. Anyway, it’s just I am very opposed to those things."
Mo Tan nodded with deep sympathy, and then suggested enthusiastically: "How about a couple of electric shocks?"
Yidong: "Hmm. ?”
“Afraid of ghosts, oh no, it’s about resisting ghosts. This kind of conflict is quite rare in the game." Mo Tan looked at Yi Dong with a serious face, and then patted his shoulder hard: "I think you may not be able to distinguish between the game and reality. This symptom is in the game. Decades ago, it was called Internet addiction, and it only takes a little electricity.”< br>
Yidong slapped his paw away with a look of disgust: "Professor Yang's joke, right? Electric shock therapy, right? Do you think that since that old beast was roasted by dozens of his own students using a homemade electric chair? Will anyone still play like this in the future? ”
"Yes." Mo Tan pointed at himself very naturally and said with a smile: "I really tried to make an electric shock therapy device~"
"Damn it, what did you want to do at that time? ?”
“I want to verify whether that thing can really help people quit psychotropic drugs.”
“Eh?”
“The specific content is to make a small and interesting web page first, and then fool two good students to go there to popularize knowledge. After they are deeply poisoned, we will use the 'therapeutic device' to treat them. The education of love makes it easy to obtain first-hand data. ”
"To be honest, I think you are the one who needs education, and then what?"
"Then the therapeutic device was smashed by myself as soon as it was made, and the "On Protracted War Series" on the website also The special one was changed by me to the real "On Protracted War Series". The two children eventually went to the military academy, and occasionally during the holidays You will also send me two greeting cards or something."
After finishing speaking, Mo Tan sighed with a sad look on his face: "Why do you think I am so useless?" Yi Dong said expressionlessly. " Do I know those two people?”
Mo Tan shook his head: “I don’t know them.”
Yi Dong continued to be expressionless: "Does that mean you did this when you were in elementary school?"
Mo Tan nodded: "Yes, yes."
I Dong still said Expressionless: "So what are you dissatisfied with in this world?"
"Tsk, don't talk nonsense, I am satisfied with this world~"
Mo Tan smacked his lips, and then finally Putting aside the topic of electroshock therapy, he continued to ask Yidong: "So you don't like to use the 'ghost-calling' skill because you are ashamed of your ancestral craftsmanship and you suffered from psychological shadow in your childhood?"
"It's the spirit summoning system." Yi Dong weakly corrected, and said with a haggard mind: "Anyway, there may be a reason for this. I always feel that I must have encountered something unclean that day, otherwise my mother would not be able to I beat my dad so hard that night, and those who didn’t know thought they were playing SM.”
Mo Tan immediately followed me leisurely: “How do you know they weren’t really playing?” Where is SM?”
Yidong’s face froze, and then continued as if he hadn’t heard: “My family said that I fell asleep in the tea room on the first floor, but I didn’t see any tea room at all that day. , and there was something wrong with their expressions when they saw me waking up. I can’t tell you exactly, but dad and grandpa must be hiding something from me.”
“There is insufficient evidence.” He whistled absently, spread his hands and asked: "Are there any other details worth noting?"
Unexpectedly, Yidong actually nodded: "Yes, I posted it for half a month after that I had a low-grade fever, and when I went out for a walk a few days ago, I saw two shadowless old men. All the details in that room in the dream were very clear. "
Mo Tan took out a small blue bottle and took a sip: "That can prove something."
"I don't want to prove anything!" Yi Dong shook his head with pain in his face and said with empty eyes: "I don't believe there are any demons in this world. Weird."
"You just said that you might have touched something dirty."
"That's what I said, and that's what you heard."
"Get out."
"Ahem, but all joking aside, I still have a vivid memory of that incident." Yidong wiped away the cold sweat with lingering fear, then put his hand into his bag: "And the most important thing is, alas, you still have Do you remember that I suddenly got a bunch of system rewards a few days ago?”
Mo Tan nodded: "Remember, didn't you send me a message to brag about it at that time?"
"I turned to this when I was sorting things out later. It was the item reward given to me by the system that day. "Yidong took out a black wooden sign about 20 centimeters long and held it in front of Mo Tan. Shaking it: "It turns out that this prop called [Unnamed Tablet] is exactly the same as the tablet I saw in that room when I was dreaming when I was a child. I panicked at the time."
Mo Tan rolled his eyes. : "Maybe it's just 'exactly the same' that you made up in your head. The thing in the dream Xi is inherently ambiguous. Don’t tell me that this is the reason why I didn’t use the skills that were rewarded to you by the system before.”
“Not entirely, maybe it’s because of my inner resistance. Anyway, I didn’t subconsciously think that I could attract ghosts.”
Yi Dong laughed sarcastically, then stood up and stretched: "Just take it as a joke, but don't tell others."
"I have no time to tell others that I am a friend." Did you hit a ghost when you were a child?"
Mo Tan looked at it with disdain. My gay friend glanced at me and stood up unsteadily: "Then you really think too much. In short, you don't have any psychological shadow now, right?"
"Probably. It's okay. Killing you gives me a great sense of accomplishment. And joy." Yidong shook his head with a smile, and then scratched his chin in confusion: "Speaking of which, although I used those skills very badly, they were inexplicably smooth and very smooth. Use your fingers, whether it's phosphorus, banshee or the last two Ghost beasts, I always feel that I can find the best time to use them without thinking about anything, but in the end I really killed you."
Mo Tan nodded: "Use comparison. The popular saying is honey self-confidence. ”
"Whatever you say~"
Idong shook his neck, put the tablet in his hand back into his bag, turned around and walked towards the door of the preparation room: "Okay, the fighting is over, I Just first."
"Who told you the fight is over?"
Mo Tan's voice came from behind Yi Dong: "Come on, come on, set the battle venue to [town]. Don’t touch the other options, let’s do it again.”
“Again?” Yidong turned around in confusion and shook his head: “I didn’t hit you. If I hit you again, the gap will only be small. It’s bigger. Even if you change the venue, it’s useless. You might as well find time to give me the level first. Why are you changing clothes so quickly?”
Mo Tan casually pulled up his mask and replied absently: "There is no need to 'take off' and 'put on' when changing large equipment in a place like this. You are stupid."
Except Besides wearing the same face, his pretense at this moment Bei Jing was completely different from before
The black one-shoulder cloak was replaced by a long dark green scarf hanging straight down the waist, and the metal light armor on his body turned into a dark brown tight-fitting leather armor. Hanging on the waist is a ferocious-looking iron heavy crossbow. There is a belt buckled on the chest and chest, which is covered with crystal test tubes filled with liquids of different colors. Most of the face is hidden under a black mask, with only a pair of smiling eyes exposed.
"Don't you think I just Is Cai’s fighting style a bit non-mainstream~"
Mo Tan, who had a new look, smiled, and two slender daggers were spinning briskly between his fingers: "Then this time I will experience a more mainstream one. How? ”
Chapter 283: End
(End of this chapter)