Above the nine springs, people rob the earth and the spirit

Wen Xun was just sorting out the books and papers slowly, and she even classified them carefully.

Then she found a paper and was stunned for a moment.

Because this paper is full of eyes drawn with red pen, which is the shape of the eyes outlined by curved and messy lines, and the middle is completely painted in red as the pupil.

The whole scroll is so densely packed with paintings that the scalp of anyone looking at it will feel numb.

Wen Xun subconsciously let go of his hand and took half a step back.

Noticing her movements, Bai Tianqing walked over and saw the test paper.

She picked it up and looked back and forth. Both sides of the test paper were covered with drawings, with eyes ranging from big to small. Moreover, the person who drew these eyes seemed to have a strong and urgent feeling when drawing these eyes, so there were many and many eyes. It's not a perfect circle, giving people the feeling of being squeezed by the eyeball.

Even his eyeballs hurt.

Bai Tianqing put the paper back on the table and stopped looking at it, but the discomfort in his eyes was still not relieved.

She suddenly realized that perhaps what was contagious in this room was not the so-called emotions, but a certain consciousness.

When Wen Xun was sad, everyone's first reaction when they saw him was, "Oh, he's so sad," so he felt sad too.

Grandma He sighed, how embarrassing it is for a white-haired person to give away a black legal person. When this thought comes up, they can't help but sigh.

In this case, it seems easier to explain that the two players are now as quiet as air.

Because after they were ignored, they would breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were not seen and could stay here for further observation first.

And Bai Qing just felt that the eyes were very uncomfortable, as if the eyeballs were being squeezed, and then her eyeballs became uncomfortable.

But what is the reason for all this?

Is it He Jiahuan?

After death, He Jiahuan will definitely become the boss in this dungeon. The name of this dungeon is also called He Jiahuan's Funeral.

So the question now is, how did He Jiahuan die, or what kind of ghost did she become to cause this phenomenon to occur?

As long as you have a thought, you will give yourself a psychological suggestion, and this psychological suggestion will quickly come true.

Although Li Xiaoyue still maintained her sanity, which allowed her to communicate with Li Xiaoyue and get help from Li Xiaoyue, it seemed that she was more because her mother had been here before.

The medicine that her mother once gave Li Xiaoyue may be something that can restore her sanity or maintain her sanity. It is not uncommon to find these drug-like props in games.

It's like I also took those medicines, and I don't even rule out whether I woke up because of taking those medicines.

But for He Jiahuan, it was definitely impossible for her mother to come to deliver medicine to her. Although she still had the leftover medicine in her bag, but... didn't it mean that He Jiahuan was burned to ashes?

After thinking for a moment, Bai Tianqing turned around and returned to the living room.

Wen Xun followed him in confusion, his eyes widening suddenly as he watched Tian Qing put his hands on the coffin and push the coffin board away bit by bit.

"you……"

She wanted to stop it, but she was afraid that her voice would be too loud and might irritate Grandma He. If Grandma He came out and saw it, it might be really bad.

However, looking at Bai Tianqing's actions, Wen Xun couldn't help but think, is this really good? Will nothing really happen? Is He Jiahuan inside the coffin?

She couldn't remember clearly. The teacher said that He Jiahuan had been cremated. After all, she was crying sadly at that time.

She just couldn't help but think about it in her mind. After opening the coffin, there was a pale He Jiahuan lying inside.

Maybe she would open her eyes and look at them with resentful eyes, as if resenting them, why they opened her coffin so that she could not live in peace.

When this thought occurs, it's like a floodgate opens.

The coffin board has also been opened, the size of a head.

Bai Tianqing met a pair of straight eyes.

He Jiahuan was lying in the coffin. She stared at them with resentful eyes, especially looking at Bai Tianqing, and her eyes even began to shed tears of blood. Wen Xun and the two players next to him didn't even need to look at this scene, they had already seen it.

Wen Xun let out a scream, stepped back and fell to the ground.

"Jiahuan..."

When a person's guess is confirmed, he will subconsciously continue to think along this confirmed guess.

Wen Xun couldn't help but want to think about why He Jiahuan had such an expression. Is she resentful? Is there some secret behind her death?

Will everyone present die here?

He Jiahuan, who was in the coffin, stretched out his hand, placed it directly on the opened gap, and completely opened the coffin.

Bai Tianqing stepped back instantly, took out the broken bamboo knife from his bag, and took out the unknown machete with his other hand, watching He Jiahuan warily.

He Jiahuan, who sat up from the coffin, exuded an extremely dangerous aura. Bai Tian Qing did not even doubt that he might die here.

No, you can't think so.

She realized something.

Ignoring the two players for the time being, she looked at Wen Xun, who was affected from the beginning. She was so frightened that she muttered to herself.

Bai Tianqing didn't know what was going on in her mind. She could see that she was thinking about something, so she simply stepped forward and hit her hard on the back of the head with the handle of the knife.

Not knocked out at once.

Bai Tianqing was silent for a moment, and could only add two more words.

Wen Xun fainted.

I hope I just fainted and wasn't knocked to death by her.

Oh no no, he must not be dead.

Bai Tianqing promptly corrected the thoughts in his mind to avoid any problems caused by overthinking.

But Wen Xun fainted, and there were two players over there.

However, as Wen Xun fainted, He Jiahuan, who had originally wanted to get up from the coffin, stopped and got stuck, lying on the coffin, staring at everyone.

This does appear to be due to consciousness.

Bai Tian Qing was thinking about warning the two players, but saw the two players suddenly moved.

They pounced on He Jiahuan with murderous intent.

Both of them had fear on their faces, and they were probably thinking a lot. They felt that if they didn't take action at this time, they would die here.

Bai Tianqing couldn't defeat the two of them, nor could he stop them. He Jiahuan, who was stuck there, had moved again. She looked twisted and crazy, and her teeth had become sharp. I don't know what the two players were thinking. She became like this.

In fact, this may not be He Jiahuan.

Bai Tianqing glanced at Wen Xun and dragged Wen Xun on the ground to a pile of paper sticks.

In the angry eyes of those paper-pierced people, Bai Tianqing shook the broken bamboo knife in his hand.

"Protect her." After saying that, she continued to stare at the field.

hetui!

Bai Tianqing seemed to hear such a sound, and she looked back, thinking that these people who were made of paper seemed to be much more agile than before, and they were almost catching up with the little girl who was made of paper.