Chapter 48 Classic Movie Appreciation
Four blazing gazes fell on Xiao Hong at the same time.
The only female ghost in red who can freely enter and leave the mirror in the dungeon, Xiaohong: "..."
She raised her head in disbelief. Before she could speak, her hand was suddenly grasped by Tang Xinjue and pushed beyond the red line on the mirror.
Tang Xinjue nodded: "Unscathed, so the death rules for candidates do not apply to NPCs."
This means that although they cannot leave their positions, Xiaohong could move freely.
"Then the next test is..."
She lifted the toilet plunger again and said, "Become like me."
Seeing the rubber head, in order not to ask for trouble, Xiao Hong subconsciously changed her facial features into one of Tang Xinjue's, and then suddenly realized: "??? Wait, what are you going to do-"
The toilet plunger stroke was so powerful that it directly pushed the female ghost's face into the mirror again.
Then the head, limbs... As most of the wet body disappeared into the mirror again, a coldness emanated from the rubber head.
Sure enough, once back inside the mirror, the ghost's power will be greatly increased.
Xiaohong also felt the power of recovery. Her face lit up, and she immediately used her hands and feet to get back into the mirror, trying to use this opportunity to escape.
Just when she was about to completely enter the mirror, a huge pulling force suddenly came from the back of her head, and with a "stab" sound, the whole ghost suddenly froze.
Tang Xinjue's gentle voice came from outside the mirror: "I'm sorry, I scratched some of your hair." When she said this, she stretched her hands, and a large handful of fallen black hair fell into the sink. The other half was connected to the female ghost's scalp and was teetering.
Xiaohong: Why do you care about how many?*
*as in how many hair she lost
In the brief moment when her movements stopped, the toilet plunger claw stabbed her neck diagonally and picked her out again. She fell down onto the sink, as if the short-lived hope just now was just a dream.
Within two seconds, Tang Xinjue raised her eyes as her keen senses detected changes in the environment.
At the position where she was facing the mirror, the red lines on both sides disappeared silently, her normal reflection appeared in the mirror, and the depressing and cold feeling from inside also dissipated.
Tang Xinjue took off her coat without hesitation, placed it on the sink and slowly pushed it out until it reached Zheng Wanqing's position.
The other three held their breath.
When the jacket was withdrawn, it neither disappeared nor was damaged. Tang Xinjue's eyebrows twitched, and when she tried to reach out again, it was her own hand.
Zheng Wanqing was still worried: "Be careful!"
In her hurry, she almost forgot that she had lost a forearm, and wanted to pick up Tang Xinjue. She only remembered that she had no hands when she leaned down on her waist.
Her severed arm waved in vain twice in the air, showing a bit of confusion.
Tang Xinjue has successfully retracted her hand and it was still intact.
This time she held a protective talisman in her mouth, and while dragging Xiao Hong, she raised her legs and walked to Zheng Wanqing. After completely entering the mirror, she continued to move forward.
After walking along the outside of the sink from Zheng Wanqing and Zhang You to Guo Guo, Tang Xinjue confirmed:
"I can move around here normally now."
With a high probability, through the entry and exit just now, the dungeon rules have determined that she "died" in the plot and was no longer subject to the original restrictions.
Seeing that this method was really effective, the atmosphere in the bathroom suddenly perked up.
Zheng Wanqing couldn't wait any longer: "Get me out of here quickly. The space is too small now. I can't even use my [Sandbag-Sized Fists]."
Guo Guo's angry shouts immediately came from the farthest distance: "Da xiaojie, please calm down! Half of your hands are gone, and you still want to use your fists!"
Zheng Wanqing pretended not to hear. If it wasn't for this inconvenience right now, she would probably have gone straight to the ghost girl.
Xiaohong, who was dragged around on the sink like a human rag: "..."
No, she couldn't stand it anymore.
No ghost could bear such humiliation!
Xiaohong suddenly stretched out her hand, turned her neck 180 degrees in a bizarre arc, and grabbed Tang Xinjue's arm:
"Wait! I have other ways to let you pass the level in the same way!"
Seeing the girl's glance, it quickly continued: "This method is also very fast. I personally operate it to guarantee a success rate of 199%. As long as you endure it, a certain body part disappears in exchange for it, such as fingers and ears, toe……"
Tang Xinjue looked away and continued to drag her forward.
"Wait, don't you really think about it? Just let me go and I will do it for you! As long as-"
This time, the toilet plunger directly blocked her, and Xiaohong's resentful dead fish eyes disappeared into the mirror again.
Five minutes later, Zheng Wanqing and Zhang You were freed from their shackles. Zhang You quickly took out the healing medicine charm in her pocket and wrapped Zheng Wanqing's wound into a mummy ball. Then, she poured out a bottle of water and a box of biscuits, to let her roommate - who has lost a lot of blood - replenish her strength.
Finally, she took out a bundle of hemp rope from her pocket and tied up Xiaohong tightly with Tang Xinjue.
Xiaohong yelled: "You have enough money to buy a space bag, and you still come to the C-level dungeon to bully ghosts. The quality of you candidates is really rubbish!"
Zhang You took out a glasses cloth and wiped her glasses: "This is just an ordinary pocket. It seems that you didn't even know how to organize things when you were alive. No wonder you threw your laptop and mobile phone around after you died, and even lost your own head."
As soon as the phone was mentioned, Xiaohong immediately felt like she was stabbed in the lungs. Her face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. "If you hadn't taken away my phone and sent random text messages, and caused me to lose my body, I wouldn't be in this shabby copy…”
Tang Xinjue was unmoved: "If you don't want to be demoted again, stop talking nonsense."
Xiaohong shut up.
The last one who needs to be unlocked urgently was Guo Guo.
Just when Xiaohong was about to pretend to be Guo Guo and enter the mirror, Guo Guo suddenly shouted stop.
She turned to Zheng Wanqing and said, "It will probably run away when the plot is over. I'm not in a hurry to free myself. You can get revenge first."
The revenge she was referring to was Zheng Wanqing's missing half of her forearm.
After saying that, Guo Guo took a step back and gave up her position to Zheng Wanqing.
Xiao Hong, who was waiting boredly against the mirror: "..."
With difficulty speaking, she raised her head, and under the shadow of the light, Zheng Wanqing's face with an indistinguishable expression came into view.
Zheng Wanqing raised her left hand, revealing a sandbag-sized fist.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Xiaohong screamed, not because of being beaten, but because the sandbag-sized fist grabbed her hair and pulled it outwards, causing the ghost's last few hairs to be sacrificed tragically.
Throwing away her hair, Zheng Wanqing patted her arm and said to Guo Guo: "Okay, now that she has no hair, even if she turns into your face again, she will just be a bald person who looks like you."
Tang Xinjue and Zhang You nodded in agreement.
They knew that at the end of the first exam, Xiaohong replaced Guo Guo's face with a faceless head, which left a huge psychological shadow on Guo Guo. Sometimes she would even worry about her sanity dropping when she looked in the mirror.
Pulling out Xiaohong's hair now was not only revenge, but also broke the horror filter in Guo Guo's mind, allowing her to let go of this brooding memory.
Guo Guo's expression did change slightly, but she quickly shook her head and said, "It's so-so, she can't imitate my unique temperament."
Xiao Hong was so angry that she gritted her teeth and even threw away a few strands of her hair. She pricked her hair and returned to the mirror with grief and anger.
[Ding! The movie viewing progress has reached 100%... Now start the movie viewing quiz test!]
[Excuse me, what is the name of the ghost in the mirror in the movie? ]
[A. Bing Lanlan]
[B, Li Nalu]
[C, Liu Lizi]
[D. Shang Yinghong]
The four of them looked at each other and said in unison: "Shang Yinghong!"
Xiaohong drew circles in the mirror and cursed them.
[Ding, the answer is correct! The on-site appreciation session has begun. Candidates are asked to write their thoughts about the movie within 60 minutes, with a word count of no less than 1,200]
After watching it, the word count had increased again.
When she heard the reminder about the exam, Xiaohong was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "Hahaha, how can you write one thousand two hundred words in one hour? You deserve it! Who ask you to use me as a clearance tool! It's hard for you to die!"
Tang Xinjue ignored her, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a line on the sink: "I'll write six hundred. Zhang You, Guo Guo, you guys write three hundred. Zheng Wanqing's hands are not convenient, so just keep an eye on Xiao Hong.
"The topic of our review this time is...
"Avoiding ghost roost as an example discusses the importance of repairing mirrors to the beauty and sustainable use of bathrooms."
Xiaohong: What word? Still a roost? Am I an insect?*
*the word in question is 絮窝; Xù wō, some kind of nest/roost for small animals
She was dumbfounded as she watched they all quickly enter the state. She reluctantly stretched out her head to see what Tang Xinjue had written, but she stretched her head too far and accidentally dropped it on the Tang Xinjue paper.
Tang Xinjue's face was expressionless: "Can it be considered a violation of the exam rules to interfere with the candidates' review and writing?"
Xiao Hong quickly shrank her neck: "Wait a minute, I didn't mean it! I'll go back now - Huh?"
She suddenly stopped moving and poked her head into Tang Xinjue's arms again. Her nose twitched and her eyes suddenly widened: "I'll just say, why did I feel like there is something strange on your body... it turns out to be a mark?"
Tang Xinjue paused, then raised her eyelids to look at her: "What mark?"
Xiao Hong smelled it for a moment, raised the corner of her mouth, and showed an exaggerated smile that stretched from ear to ear: "So you don't know... This is a mark from a high-level person, which means someone remembers you.
"After being marked, your trajectory will move closer to it unknowingly until you meet again, hahaha...
"In other words, you're being targeted!"
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