They Are Not Human!

Wen Qing lowered her head and ate silently.

After eating for a while, Li Jingjing whispered, "Today's food is delicious."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes and thought to himself that the food made by the male mother actually tasted good, but because the amount was too much before, he had never tasted these dishes seriously.

Li Jingjing didn't even have a grain of rice left, and the halved amount was a little too small for her, so she barely ate half full.

She put down her chopsticks reluctantly and said to Wen Qing, "Ji Junfeng is really a good vine."

Wen Qing: "…"

Li Jingjing: "If I were also a vine, I would fall in love with him."

Wen Qing: "…"

Thursday mornings are still prayer classes, and afternoons are incense burning at the temple.

Because of Ji Junfeng's matter, on the way to the classroom, Wen Qing subconsciously paid attention to the vegetation and vines in the school.

The green area of ​​the seminary is very large, and vines can be seen everywhere, angel statues, under trees, in the lawn...

The whole school appears to be in the grip of the vines.

Wen Qing paused, and whispered to Li Jingjing, "What did we do or say, shouldn't the vines know all about it?"

"No way..." Li Jingjing looked at the vines on the side of the road, raised his foot tentatively, and pretended to step on it.

The vine didn't respond, like a normal plant.

Li Jingjing lightly tapped the vine with his toes, but the vine still did not move.

She exhaled and comforted Wen Qing: "Let's not scare ourselves."

"These should have no auditory vision or something, unlike teachers."

"If he knew all about it, how would we pass the customs?"

Wen Qing nodded, there was always a vague uneasiness in his heart.

He couldn't say exactly what it was.

Upon seeing this, Li Jingjing changed the subject: "You said that the five students did not drop out, but died. Why didn't Ji Junfeng tell the truth directly?"

"Those classmates are very accepting of becoming a **** servant when they die, and they all envy them so much."

Wen Qing pondered for a while, then pursed her lips and said, "In order for him to be targeted? To be excluded?"

Li Jingjing responded: "And then be beaten?"

"Then he's a real shaker."

After two steps, Wen Qing stopped and turned to look at Li Jingjing: "It doesn't seem right."

Li Jingjing: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing tried to analyze: "It's his fetish to like being beaten. If it's just for this, it's unreasonable in this world."

Here X loves freedom. Judging from the previous activities and the reactions of other students, two people, three people, etc., no matter what kind of X addiction they should be used to.

In other words, Ji Junfeng's hobby is a very common thing here.

There is no need for him to be ostracized by his classmates in order to be beaten and beaten.

It's perfectly straightforward to say that others will surely satisfy him.

Li Jingjing also reacted to this, she frowned and said slowly: "Bai Tong said before that because he is in a weak position, it is easy for everyone to relax their vigilance."

"If he just hides the vest..."

Wen Qing added the second half of her sentence: "He can make up any excuse."

According to the degree of brainwashing of other students, any perfunctory excuse, they will not think that Ji Junfeng and the high priest are the same person.

Wen Qing wondered, what exactly does Ji Junfeng want to do?

What did they miss?

Li Jingjing didn't understand either, so he turned to look at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing blinked, and her big eyes met small eyes.

The old player Li Jingjing took the lead and smiled shyly, and said embarrassedly: "Most of the ones I've played before are human-level and weird, not many of them are god-level, so I can't figure out the psychology of these bosses."

"And I usually go through the main quests," Li Jingjing sighed. "Unlike Bai Tong and Oz, they are both big bosses. Just pass the advanced quests and get props and buffs."

Hearing Oz's name, Wen Qing pinched his palm and asked hesitantly, "Then are we going to find Oz?"

Li Jingjing said quickly: "Of course not, let's wait for Baitong to come out."

"He'll be fine even if he's locked up for 48 hours."

Wen Qing looked at her, a little surprised by her rejection of Oz.

Li Jingjing smiled again and whispered, "That guy Oz has a problem too."

"You said he knew how to clear customs, so why didn't he leave?"

Wen Qing was stunned, yes, why didn't you leave?

He didn't think his charm was so great that Oz was willing to stay in the dangerous god-level dungeon for a long time.

The two of them blew the wind outside the teaching building for a while, but they still didn't understand anything, so they returned to the classroom with questions in their heads.

Wen Qing sat down and looked at the others with his chin on his back.

Apart from him and Li Jingjing, there were only five players left in the classroom.

Oz, Chen Qiang, Zhang Chengrun, Zhao Wu, Sun Xin.

Chen Qiang and Zhang Chengrun were in a trance, Zhao Wu and Sun Xin probably looked very embarrassed because they were locked up last night.

Oz was the calmest of them all.

Probably aware of Wen Qing's gaze, he turned his head and stared at Wen Qing with green eyes, as if asking if he was thinking about it?

Wen Qing quickly retracted her gaze.

Not only Wen Qing is looking at others, but others are also looking at Wen Qing.

Seeing the eye contact between Oz and Wen Qing, Zhao Wu turned around and sat down. He lowered his voice and said to Sun Xin, "No, he seems to have caught Oz and can't attack him."

Sun Xin hurriedly asked, "We have 72 people left, and we only have two days left."

"Three people have to die."

"Aren't there two madmen?"

"There's another girl."

...

The two classes passed in a blink of an eye. After lunch, Teacher Chen took everyone to the temple.

Unlike the previous two days, this time, the high priest did not appear on the altar.

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, it would be good if Ji Junfeng was not there.

If Ji Junfeng was here, he was really afraid that he would be unable to hold back his expression.

Wen Qing clenched his palms and looked at the teacher in front of the team frequently.

Not only Mr. Chen, but all the teachers are here, giving everyone fragrance.

The classmate religiously took the half-meter-long incense from the teacher, lowered his head, took a deep breath, and then took another breath, his face gradually showing an obsessed and intoxicated look, as if he was inhaling duo. of.

Wen Qing is a little nervous, this fragrance will not be a problem, right?

It didn't take long for Teacher Chen to walk up to him: "Wen Qing."

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and she carefully took the incense in his hand.

The incense is burning, but the smell is not the familiar sandalwood and agarwood, but the fragrance of the plant on the vine, which is refreshing.

Wen Qing was stunned, pinched the second half of the incense, and subconsciously said, "Thank you, teacher."

"No thanks." Teacher Chen said lightly.

With gentle eyebrows and a smile on his lips, he continued to walk towards the other students.

This afternoon, there was no death, no vines.

Everyone gathered in the temple, holding incense and praying. It was normal and peaceful, as if it was an ordinary collective incense burning activity.

Wen Qing lowered her head, looked at the scarlet light spot on the top of the incense, sniffed the fragrance, and sifted her thoughts.

The secret fifty percent progress is all about Ji Junfeng.

He is a high priest, a vine, a student...

The remaining fifty percent must have something to do with Ji Junfeng.

Wen Qing frowned, lost in thought.

The shrine resounded with the loud and clear prayers of the students.

Teacher Chen suddenly walked by his side, Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, thinking that he was caught by fishing, and quickly echoed: "You are a God of grace and love, I am a human being created by you rubbing your hands—"

He paused for a while, and after listening to the divine words in his ears, he reacted.

god.

This is the seminary, this is a god-level copy.

The remaining fifty percent must have something to do with depression!

As soon as the event was over, Wen Qing couldn't wait to find Li Jingjing, and was about to speak when she saw Li Jingjing sniffing his sleeves and then his collar.

Wen Qing wondered: "What's wrong?"

Li Jingjing sniffed, sniffed it close to his hand, and frowned, "We've all been marinated."

"On God's birthday, shouldn't he eat us all?"

Wen Qing waited patiently for a while, but there was no system prompt.

Li Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, fortunately."

"We still have a chance."

Wen Qing tugged on her sleeve, walked to the path, and told her her own thoughts in a low voice.

Li Jingjing's eyes lit up: "You are right."

"Three school rules, pray to God, do not force others, and prohibit leaving the dormitory after curfew."

"Articles 1 and 2 are both about God."

The remaining fifty percent of the secrets must have something to do with God.

All things related to God, except for a small yellow book in one hand, are all in the library.

Wen Qing turned to look at the library ahead, the door of the library was closed, and teachers passed by from time to time.

Li Jingjing said, "I can't open the lock."

Wen Qing: "I won't either..."

Li Jingjing shrugged: "Let's wait for Bai Tong to come out at night."

Wen Qing asked curiously, "Will Bai Tong be open?"

"I don't know," Li Jingjing paused and said slowly, "Even if he can't drive, he should have useful props."

"Even without props, he still has strong muscles."

Wen Qing: "…"

It feels contained.

After dinner, the two went directly to the bedroom and waited for Bai Tong to be released.

I waited in the bedroom until 7:30 in the evening, and still did not see Bai Tong coming back.

Li Jingjing stood anxiously by the window and muttered, "My feet are going to be sore, why hasn't Bai Tong come out?"

"About this point."

Wen Qing looked out: "It should be soon."

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of the broadcast sounded in the dormitory: "Bai Tong violated Article 3 of the school rules, and was confined for 24 hours due to repeated violations of the school rules."

"Bai Tong violated Article 3 of the school rules and was confined for 24 hours due to repeated violations of the school rules."

The teacher on the other end of the broadcast repeated it twice, and the dormitory building returned to silence.

Wen Qing was stunned: "Why was Bai Tong locked in before he came out?"

Li Jingjing's face changed: "He did it on purpose, definitely on purpose."

"This point is the curfew time. Even if Bai Tong is released, on the way back to the dormitory, he can directly say that Bai Tong violated the school rules."

"He's targeting Bai Tong."

But why?

Wen Qing was a little dazed: "Last time he didn't do this."

Li Jingjing said softly, "The difference between the last time and this time is..."

Wen Qing's eyes widened: "That file?"

"Yes, yes," Li Jingjing patted his thigh excitedly, "he's in a hurry! He's in a hurry!"

She hurriedly said to Wen Qing, "think about it again, what clues are there in the file."

"What's inside must be important."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes and recalled: "There are ordinary files, photos, everyone's personal information, the photos look normal, and they are different from fake photos in the library."

"In terms of personal information..." Wen Qing paused, then looked up at Li Jingjing, "My personal information is real."

Li Jingjing didn't understand: "Is someone else's fake?"

"No," Wen Qing shook his head and reorganized his words, "I mean, my personal information is in real life, and the address is my school dormitory."

Li Jingjing was stunned: "What about the others?"

Wen Qing thought for a while: "The players' addresses are in real life. I have never seen the addresses of aboriginal classmates..."

Li Jingjing squeezed out a smile: "So Ji Junfeng knows this."

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, her eyes widened, and she stammered, "He, does he know that we are players?"

Li Jingjing wiped his face and paced back and forth in the bedroom. After a long time, he exhaled: "He knows we are players, and he deliberately separated the players from the aborigines a few days ago."

"He knew we were gamers, so he pretended to be a weakling who was bullied on campus and blurred our vision."

Wen Qing was stunned: "He knows we are players, so he deliberately pretends to be someone who has been violent on campus."

The point is not to lie to other students, but to lie to the players.

Ji Junfeng should be the same as Yu Xing and the others, and there are rules to abide by in this dungeon.

Wen Qing looked at Li Jingjing, and suddenly figured it out: "School rules are our reminders, and they should also be his restrictions."

"So he exploited a loophole to trap Bai Tong."

"I don't want him to pass the customs."

Li Jingjing stopped and sat down on the bed.

After a long time, she said slowly: "It seems that he has a deep love for Bai Tong."

"Bai Tong's muscles should be very cool to beat."

Li Jingjing said with a sad face: "Wen Qing, what should we do?"

"Now we are left with two useless chickens."

Wen lightly patted her shoulder and comforted dryly: "He can't keep Baitong closed."

"It will definitely be released on God's birthday."

Li Jingjing followed his words and said, "Then we will die together."

Wen Qing was silent for a while, then whispered, "Maybe God won't kill us?"

Li Jingjing was stunned.

Wen Qing tilted her head to look at her and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to have some ideas," Li Jingjing looked at the air and slowly lay down on the bed, "Let me think about it, let me think about it..."

After thinking about it all night, the two of them came up with nothing.

It's Friday.

day of prayer.

Prayer day activities are simpler than burning incense on Thursday.

After eating in the morning, the teacher led everyone to the temple to pray, and when the time came, he led everyone back to the cafeteria to eat.

After praying in the temple for a whole day, Wen Qing did not have free time until dinner was over.

Li Jingjing lowered his voice and said, "Should we go to Bai Tong?"

"Can you fish him out? Jail?"

Wen Qing looked at her slender arms and slender legs, then looked at Li Jingjing's arms, and said sincerely, "I think if we go, it will not be called prison robbery, but given away."

Li Jingjing: "…"

She was silent for a while, then said, "Should we take a look?"

"Let's see if I can talk to Bai Tong. It's not curfew time anyway, and he can't do anything to us."

Wen Qing hesitated for a while, then nodded.

Like the previous two days, there were many teachers in the hall of the High Priest's Building, coming and going, in and out.

Seeing that it was half past six, there were still many teachers.

Li Jingjing frowned: "What is this vine doing, why don't you go to sleep?"

It was not until six forty-five that the last teacher disappeared from their sight.

"There are still fifteen minutes," Li Jingjing frowned and said to Wen Qing, "it may be too late. Let's find out where Bai Tong is today. If we are still locked up tomorrow, we will come back tomorrow."

Wen Qing nodded and followed Li Jingjing into the High Priest's Building.

He was not physically fit, and before he entered the basement, he was panting in the stairwell, breathing rapidly with his mouth open.

Li Jingjing glanced at him, and his eyes suddenly stopped.

Wen Qing's brows and eyes are beautiful, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her mouth is open and panting, which makes her mouth dry for some reason.

Li Jingjing remembered one thing in hindsight.

Wen Qing is more than just recruiting.

God also likes Wen Qing very much.

The teacher knows it, everyone knows it, and of course Ji Junfeng also knows it.

Li Jingjing's face changed, he grabbed Wen Qing's hand, turned his head and left: "Come on."

"I can't control it anymore, wait for Baitong to come out by himself on God's Birthday."

Wen Wei was stunned for a moment, they all went to the basement, why are they leaving again?

Li Jingjing dragged him out and said, "I remembered my thoughts last night."

"Damn, if his purpose is not to let the player clear the level."

"Why haven't I been locked up for so long? Why are the others okay? Why haven't Oz been caught?"

She threw a lot of questions, Wen Qing was dumbfounded, and answered the last question blankly: "Isn't it because he couldn't catch Oz?"

Li Jingjing leaned against the wall and looked out. After confirming that there was no teacher, he walked out quickly and said to Wen Qing, "There is another difference."

"you."

Wen Qing was even more confused.

Li Jingjing turned to look at him: "He knows that we are players, and that the three of us are together."

"His goal is not Baitong."

"It's you."

Wen Qing opened his mouth, but didn't say the first word, the tip of his nose smelled the familiar fragrance of grass and trees.

Ji Junfeng's androgynous face suddenly appeared in sight. He stood outside the high priest's building and looked at them quietly.

This time he didn't have the usual heavy perfume smell on him.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped wildly, realizing that this time, Ji Junfeng was unwilling to pretend.

Seeing his expression, Li Jingjing realized that someone was coming.

She turned her head slowly, saw Ji Junfeng, and twitched the corner of her mouth: "What a coincidence."

Ji Junfeng replied, "What a coincidence."

Li Jingjing grabbed Wen Qing, walked out vigilantly, and said again and again, "Let's go back to the bedroom together."

"Wen Qing is sleepy."

"Really," Ji Junfeng lifted his eyelids and stared at Wen Qing with beautiful eyes, "I found this."

He slowly stretched out his right hand.

There is a white button in the palm.

"Is this yours?"

Wen Qing's body froze, it was the button of his school uniform.

It looks like it fell to the ground yesterday.

Wen Qing pinched her palm and tried her best to say in a normal tone, "It's not mine."

Li Jingjing nodded again and again: "Yes, I know this button, it belongs to that guy Zhao Wu, he lives in 308."

Ji Junfeng looked at them, slowly raised his hand, and put the white button into his mouth.

He opened his mouth slightly, the tip of his scarlet tongue hooked the white button, and said to Wen Qing with a half-smile, "It's yours."