Please draw your way of death

Chapter 45 Deja Vu

Meng Qishu briefly told Ning Mianzhong the news he had inquired from the dean just now.

To put it simply, choosing from a dying person to a player is a matter of probability, and choosing from a player to an NPC is also a matter of probability.

As the boss of the first dungeon of the entire system, Dean is undoubtedly special. He doesn't need to accumulate points in exchange for a chance to regain his memory. He has been awake from the beginning, thus ensuring the normal operation of his dungeon.

The dungeon NPC swordsman can accumulate points, assist the swordsman to accumulate points, and ensure the smooth completion of the dungeon can also earn points.

On the contrary, if the copy is seriously damaged, the points will be deducted according to the estimated repair time of the copy.

As for the use of points, the dean didn't tell him, or maybe the system didn't allow him to say too much.

From the current point of view, the most useful function is to choose whether to restore the memory independently. For the rest, Meng Qishu can't think of what tricks the system will play for the time being.

When the two returned to the fourth floor, the smell of blood was still there, and a pool of blood flowed out from the house along the crack of the door. The player who originally lived in that room had already moved to another room.

Meng Qishu only opened the door and glanced at it, then closed the door without looking straight at him.

This is completely bloodletting, the corpse is completely soaked in the blood puddle, and there is no place to set foot in the whole room.

"The fatal injury was on the head, as if the head was knocked against the wall, and the skull was broken." Ning Mian finally watched him close the door, and said, "It belongs to the person who cuts first and then bleeds. There are wounds on the neck and wrists. , fresh."

"It's really cruel." Meng Qishu sighed, "Little Nizi seems to be quiet, she is really a person."

Ning Mian finally couldn't complain that he even looked at the dungeon NPC with normal eyes: "You have been with her before, don't you know her tricks?"

"If I knew her tricks, do you think I would stand here and talk to you?" Meng Qishu raised his eyes and looked at him with a "simply unreasonable" gaze, "I entered the book at the beginning, and I was the only player in the whole book. okay?"

If he saw this little girl's tricks, it would be a group annihilation!

Ning Mian finally realized something suddenly: "How old were you 18 years ago?"

Meng Qishu smiled: "Guess?"

"How old are you now?"

Meng Qishu just smiled and said nothing.

Ning Mian finally moved her lips, and couldn't help turning her face away to curse secretly.

18 years ago, he was not much older than that little girl, right?

Is this perverted system so inhumane?

"If I don't come in, I'll be eaten by fish by now." Meng Qishu seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking, "If you stretch out your head, you will die, and if you retract your head, you will die. Do I have a choice?"

What's more, the first book of the system's epoch-making, itself also has the meaning of experimentation, and the difficulty can be regarded as the lowest book in history.

It can be regarded as proportional to strength and difficulty.

"I just didn't expect that the system would not let children go." Ning Mian finally frowned, looking at him with complicated eyes.

"So the first thing I did when I released the dungeon was to use the trial card I got to scold the system." Meng Qishu smiled indifferently, "In the end it compromised and stopped pestering me."

Judgment card, which can be used to appeal against unreasonable phenomena in the dungeon, as long as your theory is in line with reality, it can be accepted.

"How did you let it compromise?"

"Let me think about it..." Meng Qishu thought back, "Probably...that it is a black-hearted boss who employs child labor?"

Anyway, in fact, it must be worse than this scolding.

But he specified that he would not tell Ning Mianzhong.

Ning Mianzhong: ... No wonder this guy was so angry when he pulled Meng Qishu into the water.

After finally making the system forget about his own existence, he turned around and was activated?

It's impossible for anyone to be calm, right?

Because the current time happened to be around three o'clock in the morning, the two of them went back to the room to continue sleeping after checking the situation in the room.

But before Meng Qishu fell asleep, there was a sudden "Dangdangdang" knock on the door.

Ning Mian, who was on the opposite bed, was obviously one step ahead of Meng Qishu, he got out of bed and went to the door to open it.

Meng Qishu was sitting by the bed putting on his shoes, seeing that Ning Mian at the door didn't move at all, he couldn't help asking, "What's the matter, who knocked on the door?"

Ning Mian finally turned his body to one side, with a look of inability to tell, he said, "Why don't you come and see for yourself?"

A layer of suspicion hung in Meng Qishu's heart, but he still came to the door according to what he said, and when his eyes saw the figure of the person outside the door, he couldn't help but whispered softly on his lips: "Why are you again? Tonight Is the performance not enough?"

Little girl: ... Just, what should I do if I knock on the wrong door?

The little girl was very reluctant, but still had to bite the bullet and continue her lines: "Brother, have you seen my doll?"

I hope this brother can cooperate with her attitude, she is also forced.

"What doll? There's no doll of yours here." Meng Qishu leaned against the door frame, with a little interest in his eyes, "By the way, it's been 18 years, why does your doll still like to run around?"

"..." The little girl automatically ignored the second half of his sentence, and said blankly, "I can sense that there is my doll in this room, can I take it back?"

As long as she gets the doll, she will slip away, absolutely not entangled!

"But this room really doesn't have your doll." Meng Qishu kindly opened the door to show her, but saw a doll in a little red dress neatly placed on the head of his bed in the room.

The little girl's eyes lit up all of a sudden, she looked over, and hastily argued: "That's my doll, I told you that the doll is here!"

"Who said that was your doll?" Meng Qishu gave her a puzzled look, stepped forward and picked up the doll with one hand, "This is mine, okay?"

Numb, smelly shameless!

As if she could predict Meng Qishu's next move, the little girl watched Meng Qishu ask the doll, "Come on, whose doll are you?"

Then I squeezed the doll by myself, and in an instant, there was only the old mechanical sound of the doll in the room: "Your, your, I'm yours—"

little girl:……

It's so familiar!

Ning Mian, who was next to her, covered her face with one hand, struggling to hold back her laughter.

"Is there any other question?" Meng Qishu paced back and forth from the bed to the door, resting half his arm on the doorknob, leaning over to look at her.

There is a problem, but is it useful for her to bring it up?

"Go back to sleep if there is no problem." Meng Qishu taught with a serious face, "It's very impolite to knock on other people's door in the middle of the night."

Then without waiting for the little girl to express her opinion, she directly closed the door.

"She doesn't seem surprised at all?" Ning Mian finally watched Meng Qishu return to the bed with the doll, and said.

"It's strange for her to be surprised." Meng Qishu murmured softly, and weighed the doll in his hands. "That's what I did 18 years ago. At that time, she cried all night in the corridor."

Now there are no howling voices, which is really an improvement.

"I think you can get along well with the NPCs in the dungeon," Ning Mian finally said with a smile, "You have a knack for bullying people."

"I didn't bully her!" Meng Qishu stared at her with displeasure, "You don't know that I thought she was annoying crying, so I threw the doll out to her, but she turned to me and told me that I stole her doll." , but also to kill me!"

"I can't agree to that. I snatched the doll back on the spot and locked her out." Meng Qishu shrugged, "Then she squatted at my door crying and refused to go back in the early morning."

Ning Mianzhong: ...

I don't know who to say who is more doggy.

"This doll is so evil." Meng Qishu didn't care about his reaction, he just focused on studying the doll in his hand, "This skirt is wet, and the color seems to be much darker than when I saw it in the daytime?"

Ning Mian finally leaned over and frowned, "It smells like blood."

"Is there?" Meng Qishu looked down at the doll, only to see that the doll's eyes were blank, exuding an evil smell, "Soaked in blood? Maybe I've smelled it too much, and now I don't feel anything .”

As he spoke, he handed the doll to Ning Mianzhong: "Do you want to deal with it, or just go to sleep?"

"Tie it up." Ning Mian finally pulled the pillow towel from the bed, tied the doll to the leg of the table, and tied a tight knot.

When he turned around again, Meng Qishu had rolled onto the bed, covered himself with the quilt and went to sleep with his back facing him.

So I turned off the light and went to bed without complaint.

When they woke up the next day, the table legs were empty, except for an empty pillow loop hanging on the floor.

For this result, the two were not surprised.

When the two of them came to the restaurant, they saw the doll in the arms of the little girl as expected.

The little girl caught sight of the figures of the two, pursed her lips, and sat quietly in the corner farthest from them.

"I'm really scared by you." Ning Mian finally saw the little girl's movements. He turned to look at Meng Qishu, only to see that guy sitting on a chair with his head bowed.

Are you that sleepy?

"Qishu?" Ning Mian finally moved closer to him, and called again in a low voice, "Meng Qishu?"

"Don't make noise!" Meng Qishu covered his face with one hand, frowned and squinted at him, "Can I sleep for a while?"

He didn't sleep until after three o'clock yesterday, he is so sleepy now!

Ning Mian finally grabbed his wrist, and moved his hand away from her face: "The lottery is coming soon, after the lottery, eat and go to sleep?"

"Yeah." Meng Qishu closed his eyes, and snorted in a nasal voice, it seemed that he was extremely sleepy, "Aren't you sleepy?"

"I need to work, and sometimes even the shaft rotates for 48 hours. I'm used to it."

"I forgot, you're still a forensic doctor..." Meng Qishu closed his eyes and hummed while still being held by Ning Mian's wrist, his voice was very soft, as if he would fall asleep in a second.

"It's true that everyone has it. It's so dangerous in the dungeon, but there's still the thought of sleeping!"

An abrupt voice sounded, Ning Mian finally looked up and found that it was the man among the two who had asked them to form a team.

Seeing him sweeping over, the man not only didn't restrain himself, but raised his eyebrows at Ning Mian arrogantly: "What? Isn't it? This kind of attitude will die in the dungeon sooner or later, right?"

He glanced at the team of only five people not far away, and snorted coldly: "There are also these timid guys who dare not do anything. They won't even resist in the face of the opportunity of death in the dungeon, they will just wait for death , Shame on you!"