The darkness around him gradually dissipated, and the scene in front of him was still extremely dark. It looked like it was night.
After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Qiss saw clearly that he was standing in a forest.
Dense tree trunks were slanting on both sides of him, and lush branches and leaves were covered in layers, blocking the paths behind and on both sides, leaving only a path in front of his feet that could only be passed by one person, winding into the depths of the woods.
There is a faint fragrance floating in the air, swaying like strands of ribbons, diffusing timidly in the forest.
The breeze blows away the clouds, and a few beams of moonlight pass through the forest leaves, and seep into a piece of wet white mist, turning it into a silvery white ground. The fragrance seems to be diffused on the mist.
[Copy Name: "Beware the Rabbit"]
[Copy Type: Single Player Puzzle]
[Preliminary reminder: This copy is a role-playing copy, and all your props that do not match the background of the copy have been banned]
The dungeon information was refreshed, and it was another single-player puzzle dungeon, just like "Dialectical Game".
It seems that the gods have a soft spot for single-player puzzle solving, perhaps because there are no other interfering factors.
As expected, the tool bar was completely dark, with only the [Pocket Watch of Destiny], [Ghost Driver's Recorder], and [Self-Mutilator's Paper Knife] still on.
The [Rose Heart] on the neck and the [Curse Pendulum] on the wrist disappeared. The [Soul Contract] and the [Scarlet Priest] were still there, but the [Poseidon Scepter] had lost contact.
A strange children's song sounded in my ears:
[The big rabbit is sick, the second rabbit takes care of it, the third rabbit buys medicine, and the fourth rabbit suffers]
[Five rabbits died inexplicably, six rabbits carried them, seven rabbits dug a hole with their heads down, and eight rabbits buried them]
[The small tombstone in the dark forest is the cold corpse of a rabbit. The screams and screams are long gone, and the sun slowly creeps out]
【Nine rabbits are sad on the ground, and ten rabbits ask it why?】
[Nine Rabbits said that Five Rabbits will never come back once they are gone. They should be lifted high and buried deep. Don’t let Five Rabbits crawl out again...]
It's like a group of children under school age chanting in unison. The voice is crisp and childish, lively and cheerful, but the content makes people think deeply.
Qisi used the [Ghost Driver's Recorder] to record the content of the children's song. He looked around and saw no other clues worthy of attention, so he walked forward casually.
Stepping on the moist mud ground covered with grass blades, through the intertwined chakras, you can vaguely see the dim firelight swaying in the distance in front of you, like a lantern or a torch.
The hazy mist smudges the light and shadow into a ball, weakening the weird and gloomy atmosphere and giving it a phantom wonderland-like dream.
Qisi gently pushed aside the branches and leaves on both sides, deliberately lowering the sound of footsteps, and stepped closer, faintly hearing human voices.
"Poor child..."
"God, bless her and her home——"
There was a low murmur, and Qisi adjusted his perspective and quickly locked on the source of the sound.
There is a clearing deep in the woods where no shrubs grow. Three gray figures stand huddled together in the center of the clearing.
They were all wearing black cloaks and wearing strange wooden shoes. Their bodies were hunched over and they looked particularly wretched.
A man was digging a hole in the ground with a shovel. The hole was already quite deep. He put the shovel aside and rested against the pole.
The other two people dragged a lump of stuff out of the sack and put it into the pit; the person in front began to fill the pit with soil again and again.
Combined with the prompts from the children's songs, Qisi almost understood what they were doing——
Kill people and bury corpses.
Through the moonlight, he could see the faces of two of them clearly.
The men are all around forty years old, with sallow complexion and rough skin. Although their lips are dry, blood can be seen. They should be alive.
"He is a man who seems to be a little superstitious and believes in the existence of gods. He prays for the dead, which means he is not a vicious person. His face looks a little dull and not very smart."
Qisi made a simple judgment. He silently bent down, picked up two small stones and held them in his hands.
When the person filling the soil stopped to take a breath, he found the right angle and threw a stone out, which landed on the ground behind the three of them.
In the silence, the soft "pop" sound was particularly distinct, enough to attract everyone's attention.
"What sound?"
"Who... who's there?"
The three people at the pit shivered visibly.
They adjusted their positions and angles in small steps, and gradually formed a back-to-back posture. Their little heads turned around and looked left and right, obviously trying to find the source of the sound.
Zis hid himself behind the lush branches and leaves, turning into a member of the ghostly group in the night. He found the right moment, twisted his wrist, and threw another stone from a different angle.
This time, the three people who were preparing to bury the body could no longer maintain their composure.
"Ghost! There is a ghost!"
"Don't come here!"
Screams came and went, and footsteps were heard in chaos.
Zeiss stood aside leisurely, watching the three cloaked men fleeing while yelling.
Their escape was totally unorganized, they simply took advantage of any openings they saw, as if they could avoid the revenge of ghosts and monsters by hiding in the dense forest.
Zisi thought of the rabbits whose nests had been overturned by shovels in the fields. They were also so panic-stricken and exhausted, and could easily be frightened and lie down on the ground, twitching and dying.
This association fully satisfied his bad taste. He chuckled lightly, stepped forward on the forest leaves, and lowered his head to look into the pit.
Lying quietly in the pit was a girl with a bright face.
The girl was wearing a red kimono, with her pale hands folded on her chest, and the bright red flower between her eyebrows was particularly bright. If her face were not as pale as paper, no one would believe that this was a corpse.
No, even in a corpse form, she is still beautiful. Not as a beautiful person, but as a carefully dressed handicraft, not knowing who to sacrifice to.
Chiss wanted to squat down and get closer, but found that he couldn't move.
Suddenly, the perspective is no longer controlled, as if it was abruptly removed from the body and guided to witness and record.
The girl's face got closer and closer, and began to twist and deform in unnatural ways before her eyes. Her mouth and nose gradually protruded outward, and her front teeth became longer, exposed, and sharp.
It was a rabbit face, smiling strangely:
"Xiao Qi, we... will always... be together..."
The soft murmur was sinister and malicious in this situation, and a chill suddenly appeared on my back, as if it had been soaked by the dew of late autumn.
The angle of view was close to the face-to-face position, and Qisi saw that the girl opened her eyes at some point. Two scarlet eyes were embedded on both sides of the face, asymmetrical and uncoordinated...
Untimely sleepiness suddenly came over him, and the scene in front of him turned dark.
The next second, there was a sudden pain in my forehead, as if I had been hit by something as big as my thumb. A soft chuckle sounded in my ears, the voice was young and clear, probably coming from a boy or girl in junior high school age.
"Lu Ming! You actually slept in my class?" A high-pitched female voice sounded from far away. A fat woman in a black suit and trousers stood by the desk, looking down at Qisi who was still lying on the desk.
The woman has short hair and a round face, a smooth forehead that seems to be able to dig out oil, crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but a very majestic gaze. She is a kind of strict teacher who can leave a psychological shadow on students in middle school.
The woods, the pit, and the corpses all disappeared, and Zis found himself in a spacious classroom, surrounded by students in white uniforms sitting neatly.
The bright afternoon sun shines through the clear windows onto the ground, illuminating the entire space exceptionally brightly.
Light filled every corner without a trace of shadow. For a moment, Qisi had the illusion that he was a rat in the gutter and was about to drown in the light on the ground.
There was no sign of being haunted at all, and it was even brighter than many places in reality. But for some reason, the sunlight in this room had no warmth at all, as if it were painted on.
Qisi felt that his whole body was cold, as if he was in a cold winter, and he had no sleep at all.
His drowsiness before was not due to his own drowsiness, but to a certain mechanism of the dungeon, which may be similar to switching scenes.
Is it actually another dual-line copy?
Thinking about it, a copy involving the divine level will never be too simple.
Seeing that Qisi did not immediately respond to her anger, but instead her eyes wandered and she didn't know what she was looking at, the woman angrily raised her voice: "Lu Ming! Stand up and wake up!"
Qisi roughly understood that the character he was playing now was called "Lu Ming" and he was a student.
He stared at the woman for two seconds and saw the prompt text on the latter.
[Name: Li Fang (head teacher and mathematics teacher of Grade 3 (9) of Hope Middle School, currently in the neutral camp)]
[Note: She is a good teacher and hates bad students]
Li Fang casually picked up the chalk tip that was just thrown over, pointed it at Qisi in her hand, and asked with a sneer: "You slept so soundly, what did you do last night?"
Qisi withdrew his gaze, stood up unsteadily, and made a confused look as if he had just woken up from a dream: "I went to catch rabbits in the woods."
As soon as he said these words, all the students were stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud. After a few seconds, they all covered their mouths to suppress their laughter. The "chichi" sounds could not be heard incessantly, but they became even more noisy.
Qisi stared at the mathematics teacher named Li Fang without blinking. He observed that after hearing the word "rabbit", Li Fang's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, as if there was fear in it. Flash past.
It's like... knowing some unspeakable secret in advance.
The emotion quickly disappeared. Li Fang looked around the entire class and yelled: "Why are you laughing? What's so funny? If you laugh again, we'll all stand together!"
After getting the class in order, she looked at Qiss again and said with a cold face: "Come to my office after class!"
The goal was achieved, and it would be unwise to get into trouble with the NPC again. Qisi lowered his head and pretended to admit his mistake humbly.
Li Fang then turned around with satisfaction, walked back to the podium with high heels, and continued to solve circle and tangent problems on the blackboard with a piece of chalk.
The original person, Lu Ming, was a junior high school student. He should have gone to an ordinary junior high school, and the content he studied was very basic.
Qisi's grades in junior high school were good, and he did not return knowledge to the teacher. The answers to the questions could basically be found at a glance.
Li Fang kept an eye on him and asked him to get up several times to answer questions, but he answered correctly.
There were whispers from behind.
"Is Lu Ming completely reborn? I remember he was terrible at math..."
"Lu Ming hasn't been doing well recently. He actually dared to sleep in the old witch's class and contradicted her. Could it be that he invited the Rabbit God?"
"Invite the Rabbit God? At the cost of a person's life, let the Rabbit God fulfill the prayer's wish? Has anyone died recently?"
"Don't you know? Lu Ming's brother committed suicide by jumping off a building. Yes, it was Lu Ming from the next class..."
Qisi gathered his energy and unconsciously wrote the word "Lu Ming" on the draft paper in front of him. He looked through the homework left behind by his original self, and there was no doubt "Lu Ming" written on the label.
Although they have the same pronunciation, he knew how the two words were written and who they belonged to as soon as he heard and saw them.
The elder brother is called "Lu Ming" and the younger brother is called "Lu Ming". I have to say that the names of this family are quite unique.
By the way, when you call someone by name, can you really tell who is being called?
Qisi pondered for a moment and then wrote the words "suicide by jumping off the building" on the paper. He drew a circle and put a question mark on the word "suicide".
He is dead and has a close relationship with the original person. According to the usual formula of horror stories, this person is either a ghost or an important clue.
The math class ended quickly and the students left with a bang.
In the chaos, Qisi consciously walked up to the podium, picked up the lesson plans and computer, and followed Li Fang.
Li Fang was a little surprised to see that he was so discerning, but because she was still angry, she just glanced at him and said nothing.
Chiss lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, showing the right expression of guilt.
As we all know, good teachers like students who correct their mistakes immediately and are always soft-hearted.
Li Fang walked in front, and Qisi followed silently, observing the surroundings with his peripheral vision.
The copy of "Rose Manor" has only three NPCs at full capacity; although the copy of "Carnivore" has a group of villagers, they don't look like living people; the copies of "Hopeless Sea", "Double Happiness Town", "Grand Performance" and "Red Maple Leaf Boarding School" etc. , all have only one core NPC.
The copies of "Frog Hospital", "Ghost" and "Colosseum" are lively and lively, but they are all inexplicably weird and gloomy.
This dungeon is different. At a glance, everyone is particularly alive, exactly what a child of this age should look like. When you get closer, you can feel the human warmth and smell the smell of sweat and shower gel.
The girls covered their mouths with their hands, whispering and laughing; the boys ran around, howling like monkeys from time to time. It almost gave Ziss the illusion that he had read junior high school all over again.
When leaving the class, Qisi glanced at the door number. Class 9, Grade 3, was the class where Li Fang was the class teacher.
If there are forty students in a class, this school has at least a thousand students, which is considered a relatively large middle school. Of course, this calculation is based on the fact that the class setting of this middle school is consistent with common sense.
There is a long corridor to walk from class to the office. The corridor is also filled with sunlight. The girls are lying on the windowsill chatting, and the boys are hugging each other and playing around, just like a normal school.
However, Qisi felt a faint sense of disharmony. Everything around him seemed to be perceptibly false, and there seemed to be something hidden under the peaceful surface.
He couldn't explain the reason for this feeling. Most of the props were blocked and the main missions were not refreshed. He was not much better now than when he first entered the "Hopeless Sea" copy.
Even since there is no tool that can be used to test the point of death, people are even more passive than at that time.
The office had arrived. Li Fang opened the door and walked in without looking back.
I wonder if all the teachers happened to be in class, but there was no one in the office.
"Do you know where my desk is?" Li Fang asked casually, holding the tea cup and walking straight to the water dispenser.
Zeiss felt a gaze cast directly on him, looking at him for a long time with malice.
He smelled the vague smell of blood and raised his head with a frown.
Ahead, Li Fangruo stood in front of the water dispenser to receive water, her back to the door.
Standing in that position, if you wanted to look at him, you would have to turn your head 180 degrees.
Is it an illusion or something else? (End of chapter)