Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 6: Rose Bride (6) Death Mark? ...It's pretty good.

Qi Yunxiao took Yan Jinyue to the fifth floor and walked to a small room at the end of the corridor.

On the door was written "Utility room, not to be opened except by support personnel", but behind the door was a small staircase.

It was pitch black, and the walls and the floor were painted with red paint, like cartoon images of animals, but deliberately exaggerated and distorted, making it look very eerie.

They went up the stairs and opened another door, behind which was the rooftop.

The rooftop is very wide, as large as half the size of a track and field. The wind is so strong that it hurts people's faces.

As soon as Yan Jinyue walked out, she pulled up the collar of her school uniform to cover her face.

The ground is covered with a layer of black gelatinous coating, which should be used for waterproofing.

The place was empty except for some wooden boxes randomly stacked together, a few of them scattered in various corners. They had become old and worn out after being weathered by wind and rain, and had dark green, hairy mildew spots on them.

The most eye-catching thing is the rose wall.

In the center of the rooftop stood a broken wall, about two meters high. The wall paint had long since fallen off, and the surrounding area was rugged. In the middle, there was a broken wooden door with mottled green paint. However, beautiful roses bloomed on this broken wall.

The dense green leaves and branches are tangled and entangled with the wall like a snake, dotted among them are large roses with deep red petals, layered one on top of the other.

Yan Jinyue walked over, stared at the delicate and beautiful petals, and couldn't help but reach out to touch them. The flower bud trembled, and a thin branch grew out from one side and wrapped around her fingertips.

"hiss--"

She suddenly withdrew her hand, and blood oozes from her fingertips.

"Don't touch it." Qi Yunxiao warned coldly upon seeing this.

Yan Jinyue felt the remaining stinging pain on her fingertips and frowned: "It seems to have sucked my blood."

Qi Yunxiao's eyes shone, he pulled out his dagger, and cut off a branch neatly. The petals and branches fell to the ground, and instantly turned into a pool of blood.

He said in a deep voice: "Back off, this thing is probably fed by blood. If it wraps around you, you will be sucked dry."

"So evil?" Yan Jinyue hurried away.

Qi Yunxiao glanced at her, holding the dagger in his backhand, and slowly backed away. When he was two meters away, he turned his wrist and the dagger flew out like an arrow from a bow and directly stuck into the door.

In an instant, the rose branches seemed to come alive, growing and sprouting like crazy, waving their claws and fangs in the air, and then surrounding them.

"Let's go!" Qi Yunxiao grabbed Yan Jinyue's arm and ran towards the door. At the critical moment, he rushed in and closed the door.

The branches were blocked outside and rammed against the door frantically, and the two men held them back from behind.

"Is this thing raised by the school to eat people? Is it the crime of Mission 2?" Yan Jinyue guessed while panting.

"Very likely." Qi Yunxiao said seriously, "We have to leave as soon as possible. We can discuss other matters later."

"Okay." Jinyue nodded.

Qi Yunxiao asked her to go first, as he was strong and fast and could follow behind.

Yan Jinyue was not a pretentious person. She nodded, carefully left the door, made sure that he could handle it alone, and then rushed downstairs as fast as she could.

"I'm coming down, come here quickly." she shouted.

Qi Yunxiao held the door with one hand and slowly moved outwards. The moment his hand loosened, he leaned against the stair railing and fell down.

Yan Jinyue saw the man tumbling down like a juggler and blinked blankly. Only when he rushed out the door did she react and closed the door.

This time there was no movement behind the door, and the branches didn't seem to follow.

"It's okay." Qi Yunxiao said.

After surviving the disaster, Yan Jinyue stroked her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps because they had lived and died together, she felt that the cold man looked much more friendly and joked:
"You're really good at martial arts. Were you from the circus before?"

Qi Yunxiao didn't answer her, but just stared at her face with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong?" Yan Jinyue felt uneasy when being stared at. "Is there something on my face?"

"There's a mirror inside, go and see for yourself." He pointed to the toilet on the side.

Yan Jinyue walked in confused, and when she saw the mirror above the sink, her eyes widened. There was a lifelike petal in the center of her forehead.

The deep red color is exactly the same as that of a rose. It looks like it was painted on, but it cannot be rubbed off with fingers. It also looks like it has seeped out of the skin.

"It's probably because that flower sucked your blood just now." Qi Yunxiao came over, "You can pray that it's not a mark of death."

"What is the Death Mark?"

"There is a type of ghost in the dungeon that likes to put some kind of mark on a person before killing him, telling him that he will come to take his life. The person will then fall into endless fear, thus torturing his spirit."

"So perverted?" Yan Jinyue smacked her lips, "Then what should I do? Can I get rid of it?"

"Stay away from that flower, and as for the others, take care of yourself."

Yan Jinyue gasped, which meant that the mark could not be removed. She looked at herself in the mirror with a sad face, and as she looked at it, she actually thought that the petal was quite beautiful.

The petals are beautifully shaped and dotted on the forehead, just like the flower ornaments that ancient ladies loved to paint, making her eyebrows and eyes more beautiful.

Forget it, she just thought of it as a classical makeup. What death mark? She was the ghost’s girlfriend after all, so what was there to be afraid of!
When Yan Jinyue thought that Shen Wu's knife was still in the space, the fear in her heart disappeared.

She gave Qi Yunxiao an indifferent smile: "It doesn't matter, it looks good anyway, we can talk about the rest later."

Qi Yunxiao was a little surprised at her optimistic attitude. Even an S-level player would be nervous if they were marked like this, and ordinary newcomers would definitely be scared when they heard it. Does she really not care, or is she just a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger?

But since the parties involved didn't care, there was no need for him to meddle in their affairs. "Then let's go."

He turned and walked out, Yan Jinyue followed him and stood side by side with him, "What are we going to do now?"

"I picked up a school badge the first time I went up to the rooftop."

Qi Yunxiao handed her a small rectangular object with the owner’s class and name clearly written on it - Yang Lili from Class 7 () of Senior High School.

"You mean, the girl who just fell down might be Yang Lili?"

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty." Qi Yunxiao paused and turned to look at her, "Look behind you."

At this time, they had already gone down to the first floor, the lobby. Yan Jinyue turned around and saw a row of "Outstanding Student Bulletin Boards" with photos and profiles of outstanding student role models.

She glanced at the name "Yang Lili, Class 7 ()", and then looked at her photo.

I compared this face with the bloody one in my mind. The facial shapes matched, as did the eyebrows and eyes. I was basically certain that they were the same person.

"You can remember all this?"

Yan Jinyue was simply astonished. Although she often walked by here and occasionally glanced at it, she had no impression of these people at all.

Qi Yunxiao said: "My current class is Senior 7 (). Yang Lili is a key NPC with a strong presence."

"Have you talked to her? This kind of key NPC should be able to give some hints."

Qi Yunxiao shook his head. "We haven't communicated directly. She is the study committee member. The teacher often praised her in the past three days, so I have a deep impression of her."

"That's it..."

Yan Jinyue pursed her lips and thought, "Why don't we get some information from the students and teachers in Class 7? Maybe we can get some clues?"

"I think so too." Qi Yunxiao nodded, "I'll go, you can wait here, or -"

"Why don't you go to class!" A stern rebuke interrupted him.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged man in a black uniform, walking towards them aggressively with a thick and long ruler in his hand.

This is the school's principal.

The dean stood in front of them, his eyes as fierce as a knife: "Which class are you from? Why are you not going to class?"

Yan Jinyue blinked blankly. She had completely forgotten about the class. She said hurriedly, "We are on our way there. We will be there soon."

"Really?" The dean stared at her, and Yan Jinyue felt something was wrong.

The next moment, the corners of his lips stretched into an incredible arc, and he said faintly: "Then you are late now."

(End of this chapter)