Infinite weird games

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 forest.

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 were sad on the ground, and ten rabbits asked 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 trees, 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 strange wooden shoes. They were hunched over and looked extremely 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, Qiss 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. He 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 a chaotic mess.

Zeiss stood aside leisurely, watching the three cloaked men fleeing while yelling.

Their escape was completely haphazard, 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.

Qisi thought of the rabbits whose nests were 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 die.

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, her pale hands folded in front of her chest, a bright red flower on her forehead was particularly bright. If it weren't for her pale face, no one would believe that this was a corpse.

No, even if it was a corpse, she was still beautiful. Not as a beautiful person, but as a carefully dressed craft, who knows who to sacrifice to.

Qi Si wanted to squat down and get closer, but found that he couldn't move.

The perspective was suddenly no longer under control, as if it was forcibly pulled out of the body, guided to witness, to record.

The girl's face was getting closer and closer, and began to twist and deform in front of her eyes in an unreasonable way. Her mouth and nose gradually protruded outward, and her front teeth became longer and exposed, sharp and cold.

It was a rabbit face, smiling strangely:

"Xiao Qi, we... will always... be together..."

The soft whisper was gloomy and resentful in this situation, and the back suddenly felt cold, as if it was soaked by the dew in late autumn.

With his perspective close to the face-to-face position, Qi Si saw that the girl had opened her eyes at some point, and two scarlet eyes were embedded on both sides of her face, asymmetrical and uncoordinated...

An inappropriate sleepiness suddenly hit him, and the scene in front of him went dark.

The next second, his forehead suddenly hurt, as if he was hit by something as big as a thumb.

A soft chuckle sounded in his ears, the voice was young and crisp, probably from a boy or girl in junior high school.

"Lu Ming! You actually slept in my class?" A high and sharp female voice came from far away. A fat woman in a black suit and trousers stood by the desk, looking down at Qi Si who was still lying on the desk.

The woman had short hair and a round face. Her smooth forehead seemed to be able to dig out oil. The corners of her eyes were covered with crow's feet, but her eyes were extremely majestic. She was the kind of strict teacher who could leave a psychological shadow on students in middle school.

The woods, the pit and the corpse disappeared, and Qi Si found himself in a spacious classroom, surrounded by students in white school uniforms sitting neatly.

The bright afternoon sun shone through the clear windows onto the ground, illuminating the entire space with unusual brightness.

The light filled every corner, without a single shadow. For a moment, Qi Si had the illusion that he was a rat in a gutter, about to drown in the light on the ground.

There was no sign of a haunted place, and it was even brighter than many places in reality, but for some reason, the sunlight in the room had no temperature at all, as if it was painted on.

Qi Si felt cold all over, as if he was in a cold winter day, and he had no desire to sleep.

His sleepiness before was not due to his own sleepiness, but due to some mechanism of the dungeon, which probably worked like switching scenes.

Is it another dual-line dungeon?

Come to think of it, a dungeon involving the level of gods would not be too simple.

Seeing that Qi Si did not respond to her anger immediately, but instead looked at something with a vacant look, the woman raised her voice angrily: "Lu Ming! Stand up and wake up!"

Qi Si roughly understood that the character he was playing now was called "Lu Ming", a student.

He stared at the woman for two seconds and saw the prompt text on her body.

[Name: Li Fang (class teacher, math teacher, currently in the neutral camp)]

[Note: She is a good teacher who particularly hates bad students]

Li Fang picked up the chalk that had just been thrown to her, held it in her hand and pointed it at Qi Si, sneering and asking: "You slept so soundly, what did you do last night?"

Qis retracted his gaze, stood up unsteadily, and made a confused expression as if he had just woken up from a dream: "I went to the woods to catch rabbits."

When he said this, all the students were stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, and after a few seconds they covered their mouths to hold back their laughter. The "chi chi" sound was endless, which made it even noisier.

Qis stared at the class teacher named Li Fang without blinking. He observed that after hearing the word "rabbit", Li Fang's eyebrows slightly frowned, as if there was a flash of fear.

It was as if... knew some unspeakable secret in advance.

That emotion quickly disappeared. Li Fang looked around the class and shouted, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny? If you laugh again, we'll stand together!"

After restoring the class order, she looked at Qi Si again and said coldly, "Come to my office after class!"

The goal was achieved. It was not wise to offend the NPC again. Qi Si lowered his head and pretended to admit his mistakes.

Li Fang turned around with satisfaction, walked back to the podium with high heels, and continued to solve the circle and tangent problems on the blackboard with chalk.

The original Lu Ming was a junior high school student. He should have studied in an ordinary junior high school and the content he learned was also very basic.

Qisi had good grades in junior high school and did not return the knowledge to the teacher. He could basically get the answers to those questions at a glance.

Li Fang stared at him and asked him to stand up and answer questions several times, and he answered correctly.

There was a whisper of discussion behind him.

"Has Lu Ming been reborn? I remember he was terrible at math..."

"Lu Ming has been acting strangely recently. He even slept in the witch's class and talked back to her. Did he ask the Rabbit God to help him?"

"Ask the Rabbit God? Does it mean to ask the Rabbit God to fulfill the wishes of the person who prays at the cost of one person's life? 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 perked up and unconsciously wrote the word "Lu Ming" on the draft paper in front of him. He flipped through the homework book left by his original body. The label on it was undoubtedly "Lu Ming".

Although they sound the same, he knew how to write the two characters and who they belonged to the first time he heard or saw them.

The elder brother was called "Lu Ming" and the younger brother was called "Lu Ming". It must be said that this family's naming was quite unique.

By the way, can you really tell who is being called when you call names?

Qi Si pondered for a moment, then wrote the four words "jumping off a building to commit suicide" on the paper, circled the word "suicide" and put a question mark.

Dead, closely related to the original body, according to the usual routine of horror stories, this person is either a ghost or an important clue.

The math class ended quickly and the students started to make a fuss.

In the chaos, Qi Si consciously walked up to the podium, picked up the lesson plan and computer, and followed Li Fang.

Li Fang was a little surprised to see that he was so considerate, but because she was still angry, she just glanced at him and said nothing.

Qi Si lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and showed a just right guilty expression.

As we all know, good teachers like students who correct their mistakes and are always soft-hearted.

Li Fang walked in front, and Qi Si followed silently, observing the surroundings with his peripheral vision.

The "Rose Manor" dungeon only had three NPCs at most; although there were a group of villagers in the "Carnivore" dungeon, they did not look like living people; the "Hopeless Sea", "Double Happiness Town", "Grand Performance", "Red Maple Leaf Boarding School" and other dungeons all had only one core NPC.

The "Frog Hospital", "Ghost", and "Colosseum" dungeons were lively, but they all had an inexplicable weirdness and gloom.

This dungeon was different. At first glance, everyone looked particularly lively, just like a child of this age. When you get closer, you can feel the warmth of a person, and smell the scent of sweat and shower gel.

The girls covered their mouths with their hands, whispered to each other, and laughed; the boys ran around, and occasionally let out monkey-like howls. It almost gave Qi Si the illusion that he was in junior high school again.

When he left the classroom, Qi Si looked at the door number, junior high school grade 3 (9) class.

If there are 40 people in a class, this school has at least 1,000 people, 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 in line with common sense.

From the classroom to the office, you have to walk through a long corridor. The corridor is also covered with sunlight. Girls lie on the windowsill and chat, and boys hug and play, just like a normal school.

Qi Si felt a little bit of disharmony. Everything around him seemed to be perceptibly false. There seemed to be something hidden under the peaceful appearance.

He couldn't tell the reason for this feeling. Most of the props were blocked, and the main task was not refreshed. Now he is not much better than when he first entered the "Hopeless Sea" dungeon.

Even because there is no tool man to test the death point, it is more passive than that time.

The office has arrived. Li Fang pushed open the door and walked in without looking back.

I don't know if the teachers just went to class, and the office is empty.

"Do you know where my desk is?" Li Fang asked casually, holding a teacup and walking straight to the water dispenser.

Qi Si felt a gaze fixed on him, staring at him for a long time with malicious intent.

He smelled a faint smell of blood, frowned and raised his head.

In front of him, Li Fang stood in front of the water dispenser to get water, with his back to the door.

Standing in that position, if you want to look at him, you may have to turn your head 180 degrees.

Is it an illusion, or something else? (End of this chapter)