You say this is a love game?

and so……

"We have to find a way. We can't just abandon them like this."

When saying this, Rika Nishimura's voice was trembling slightly, which was caused by the fear in her heart.

But having said that, what can they do?

Ono Eri suddenly screamed and shook off Nishimura Rika's hand in panic.

Rika Nishimura looked back and found that her companion's legs were being tightly grasped by a pair of hands that had broken free from the shadows.

Then, an expression of extreme fear appeared on Ono Eri's face.

But what drowned out her scream was the cry of Rika Nishimura as she raised her foot and kicked the shadow's wrist hard, suppressing her fear.

"Ahhh!!"

As if to increase her momentum, the girl kicked hard several times, trying her best to break the wrist. While the fingers were twitching, Nishimura Rika grabbed Ono Eri and ran away.

He ran straight to the music classroom.

This area is particularly empty.

There are no demons or monsters, it is as quiet as a pure land.

Ono Eri trembled all over. She was one of the victims, so how could she not know that this seemingly peaceful place was the most dangerous place where there was no chance of death?

At this moment, the music classroom seemed to sense something.

The classroom door, already open, was pushed all the way open. At the end of my sight, the piano on the podium had its lid gently pushed back, and the keys began to play happily again.

It’s still “Für Alice”.

The masterful performance makes people intoxicated and immersed in it.

But Rika Nishimura already knew the true nature of this piano, which was a horrific horror story that ate people without leaving any bones behind!

"Urika?!"

Ono Eri grabbed Nishimura Rika's hand and prevented her from entering.

"We can't escape."

Rika Nishimura shook off Ono Eri's hand.

"If we stay in the teaching building, we'll be tortured to death by those ghosts. If we run to the playground, we'll be brutally killed by the bronze statue. Even if we escape, if it wants us back, we'll still be here! Yingli, we can't escape!"

Hearing this, Ono Eri couldn't help sobbing.

She knew very well that what Nishimura Rika said was the truth... From the moment the piano was able to pull them out of the house, their situation was desperate.

"so what?"

Ono Eri asked back.

"If death is inevitable, it's better to find a little hope, even if it's just a little bit."

Maybe?

Maybe if I destroy this piano, everything here will disappear like an illusion?

Rika Nishimura's heart was beating violently in her chest, and she didn't know whether the emotion surging in her heart was courage or fear, but she did take a step forward, then swung the chair and took a run-up to smash it towards the piano in front of her.

"Let us out!"

She couldn't find her friends, but if she just smashed the piano... maybe, when everything was restored to its original state, the friends she had dragged down would appear in front of her.

But the chair did not fall.

The piano keys were still playing slowly, and the cheerful and light music of "Für Elise" flowed slowly.

The chair that Rika Nishimura swung up froze in mid-air.

At this moment, Nishimura Rika widened her eyes.

She seemed to see a girl whose face could not be seen sitting in front of the piano, playing the piano happily.

A hand extended from behind her and gently supported the chair she was about to throw down.

pat, pat...

There were water stains dripping on the piano keys.

It looked like it was dripping from the ceiling, but the ceiling was extremely dry and there was no possibility of leakage.

So what is this?

Tears.

The tears that flowed from the eyes of that ghostly girl?

Rika Nishimura suddenly trembled all over and stepped back in horror.

No, no, that wasn't water at all; it was blood! It was a gradually spreading bloody mess. The ghost girl's forehead seemed to have been smashed open, and blood was flowing out. The bright red blood directly soaked the piano keys, but it still couldn't stop the girl's increasingly rapid fingers as she played.

"What on earth is this..."

Finally, the courage in my heart dissipated, leaving only the deepest fear.

The ghost girl was playing, but her head slowly turned around, a full 180 degrees, facing Rika Nishimura.

That face is Rika Nishimura's face.

There was blood on his forehead and a cruel smile on his face.

She opened her lips slightly and said silently - Don't be impatient, this is only the third time.

Ono Eri didn't know what was going on.

She watched from the sidelines and didn't see the ghost girl or the flowing blood. She only saw that Rika Nishimura suddenly seemed to be frozen, and then the chair fell to the ground with a loud noise, and Rika Nishimura screamed in horror, more embarrassed than ever before.

At the same time, Rika Nishimura's forehead began to bleed... She retreated violently, her lower back hit the table, and she lost her balance and fell backwards, and she was motionless.

Dead, is he dead?

In an instant, Ono Eri felt cold all over, as if a cold air rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and sat down, staring stupidly at the pile of tables and chairs where Nishimura Rika had fallen.

I don’t know how long it took, the sound of the piano had disappeared, the third performance that was held in advance had ended, and the whole world seemed to be left with only empty silence.

Until a burst of hurried footsteps came from afar.

Makoto Mizutani had Yoshiko Satori lying on his shoulder, followed by two unlucky guys, Akemi Ota and Tsubaki Yokoi.

He fought his way all the way to the second floor and found Tsubaki Yokoi in a cabinet in a classroom on the second floor.

I don't know where this girl got all this messed up knowledge from, but she actually found a cabinet to crawl into, and she even dreamed that she could hide from ghosts...

Do you really think you are playing games?

Hide in the closet so ghosts can't see you?

What the hell are you dreaming about? Aren't you just digging a coffin for yourself with nowhere to escape?

Even ghosts would put their hands together before eating and say thank you for the gift from nature.

When he rushed over, two DK guys had already crawled out from the shadows and were about to open Yokoi Tsubaki's blind box. If he hadn't arrived in time, he would probably have found something like "Yokoi Tsubaki Puzzle 1" and "Yokoi Tsubaki Puzzle 2".

You'll have to fight on your own when the time comes.

But no matter what, he saved the man, and the way he killed his way here was really in line with the poem "Xia Ke Xing" by my elder brother Li Bai: the silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it gallops like a meteor. Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.

Now, there is still one sentence missing: "When the work is done, I will leave, hiding my achievements and fame."

"Is this here?"

Mizutani Makoto stepped forward without hesitation, his two swords flashing with a cold light. Ever since he killed the first DK, he had never sheathed his two swords.

It seemed as if he had a premonition of something.

In the classroom, the piano pushed up the keyboard lid again, and in an instant, the sound of the piano flowed out.

"Wow, that sounds pretty good."

Mizutani Makoto narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint translucent outline appeared in his sight.

Since his spiritual power gradually grew, he also learned "spiritual vision" without any teacher, and no longer needed the Buddha head bead to activate it.

But this thing in front of me actually wants to hide?

His spiritual power poured into the Buddha head beads of Ksitigarbha in his pocket. With the blessing of the Buddha head beads, his clairvoyance ability was enhanced, and he clearly captured the faceless piano ghost.

She began to play the piano, and a slender hand like a snake stretched out from behind her and rushed directly towards Ono Eri.

Among the sober people present, she was the only one who heard "Für Elise" for the "fourth time".

According to the rules of Kwaidan, the end of this song marks the death of Ono Eri.

But how could Makoto Mizutani just sit there and do nothing?

The moment the hand stretched out, Mizutani Makoto grabbed Ono Eri by the back of her collar and threw her into the corridor. He then raised his hand and cut off the arm with one stroke.

For a moment, the piano ghost looked at him with resentment.

Mizutani Makoto glared back without fear.

There are many different versions of the story about the mysterious piano that sounds like it's being played by someone without them.

But there is a version that is relatively original and widely circulated.

A long time ago, there was a girl who practiced the piano very hard. Her piano talent was quite outstanding and she was highly praised by people.

But something quite unfortunate happened, she developed a tumor in her brain.

It happened that a major competition was approaching, and everyone around her advised this girl to take a break, but she refused to give up the competition and insisted on competing for the championship trophy. So she practiced the piano desperately despite the tumor, and her condition worsened. She collapsed in front of the piano and died.

The girl's soul was unwilling and filled with anger and resentment.

So, she continued to play the piano even after her death, and anyone who heard her four performances would unfortunately die.

This is the typical case of someone who, after getting caught in the rain, wants to tear down other people's umbrellas as well.

"What an ugly tale."

Mizutani Makoto took a deep breath and threw the pill in his hand into his mouth.

Secret medicine for the body, secret medicine for the spirit...

In order to prevent this guy from accidentally using fire to turn the vine armor on his body into a shroud, he also added an ash pill.

At the same time, the two swords are covered with resin of evil spirits, which increases the special attack against spirits.

Since he only had one life left, he also wrapped an antiseptic bandage around his arm in case of emergency.

Strong, excited, fire-resistant, poison-resistant... I can already feel the power of ascension surging within me!

Kowloon pulls the coffin!

It seems that I need to always have some sunflower liver protection tablets on hand from now on.

A gleam of light flashed in Mizutani Makoto's eyes, and a sound wave rushed towards him in his field of vision. Its nature was the same as that of Satori Yoshiko's "Spirit Bullet", except that it differed in form.

Ranged units?

Then you don’t know that the difficulty of the mage BOSS in Soul Game is generally not as good as those old coins who wield swords and guns!

Fight, fight, fight, fight!

Let me see what kind of person you are!

Bang! !

As the girls looked on in anticipation, numbness, or shock, Mizutani Makoto swung his two swords and crashed directly into the oncoming gale like a waterwheel.

The sticky air almost turned into substance, and when the sound waves hit, the piercing high notes made people cover their ears and feel a splitting headache.

But Mizutani Makoto went forward to fight back and chopped Feng into pieces.

Chapter 81: Eat my three-meter-long sword!

Kill without any thought!

The two swords cut through the oncoming sound waves, and Mizutani Makoto felt like he had hit a ball of flexible sponge.

This sound wave created by spiritual power is not as strong as a real sonic boom, but it also has its own characteristics. It is much stronger than Jiazi's spiritual bullet, but it is still within the range that he can cut off.

His current swordsmanship is not capable of "cutting iron".