A full-level scholar is conferred a god in a survival game

Chapter 39 Unusual

It was just a small gap, and Cheng Yang felt a fierce wind blowing towards her face. She clasped her hand tightly on the doorknob, trying not to close the door immediately, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she could see clearly the scene.

The original corridor doesn't look like a corridor.

A thick white mist enveloped the entire corridor, making it difficult for people to see everything ahead, and Cheng Yang's eyes darkened.

The fog is clear, and the first sense to people is the unknown. Regarding such unknown, Cheng Yang does not intend to act rashly.

She took a black fountain pen from her pocket.This has been her habit since she went to college. No matter when and where, she always carries a pen in her pocket for emergencies.

Cheng Yang looked at the black fountain pen in his hand, and gave a soft "tsk", as if saying goodbye to it, and the next second——

The pen was thrown in a perfect arc, lost in the mist.

Cheng Yang waited quietly.One second, five seconds, ten seconds... There was no sound of the thrown black fountain pen falling to the ground. Cheng Yang nodded slightly, and the next moment, he decisively closed the door again from the inside.

Obviously, they cannot leave the room through the door before the level is cracked.

Cheng Yang focused slightly, then walked to the window at the end of the living room, slightly bent the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and tapped the glass window lightly at the second joint.

About 2 minutes later, there was a light knocking sound from the window next door, and then, Qiao Yan poked his head out of the window.

The moment Cheng Yang saw Qiao Yan, he smiled at her, Qiao Yan raised his head, her face was very pale, she only glanced at Cheng Yang, then lowered her head in a panic.

Cheng Yang's expression was slightly startled.

"Are you okay, Yanyan?" In just a moment, Cheng Yang's expression returned to normal, and he asked Qiao Yan with a smile.

"I'm fine, Yang Yang," Qiao Yan forced a smile on his pale face, and said to Cheng Yang, "Don't worry, Yang Yang, I'm really fine."

Qiao Yan's hand tightly clasped the edge of the window, Cheng Yang looked at her pale fingertips, then raised his head to look at her pale face, and smiled softly: "Yanyan, your complexion is not very good .”

Hearing this, Qiao Yan's body froze, and she subconsciously touched her cheek with her left hand.

"After all, I haven't spent the night alone since I came to this world, so it's inevitable that I didn't have a good rest, but it doesn't matter. After last night, I'm completely used to it now." Although Qiao Yan said so Said, but her expression was a little weak after all, it didn't seem convincing.

"Yanyan," Cheng Yang looked at her for a long time before saying, "Don't you want to ask me what clues I found this night?"

Qiao Yan was startled, and then a look of annoyance appeared on her face, and then she pulled herself together again: "Then Yang Yang, did you find anything?"

Qiao Yan's expression was really in a trance, Cheng Yang's eyes were full of secrets, and he just looked at her like this. In the end, just before Qiao Yan felt that his emotions were about to collapse, Cheng Yang smiled at her: "For the time being No, it looks really bad on your face, do you want to go to sleep for a while?"

"Ah?" Qiao Yan relaxed his nerves, nodded, and followed Cheng Yang's words, "Well, I'll go to sleep first."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yan retracted his head back into the room as if fleeing, and closed the window again with a "snap".

Cheng Yang stood by the window, looking at Qiao Yan's direction thoughtfully, and tapped his fingers lightly on the edge of the window sill once, twice...

Suddenly there was a sound from the next window.

Cheng Yang heard the reputation, and saw the strange boy opened the window of his room, poked his head out of the window, and was looking towards Cheng Yang.

The boy still kept a face of ice cubes, looking at Cheng Yang with deep eyes, his eyes were full of probing intent, as if he wanted to see through Cheng Yang's secret.

"Hi!" Cheng Yang and the boy looked at each other for a while, then raised his right hand and greeted him.

Boy: "..." He didn't speak.

"Tsk." Cheng Yang gave a soft "tsk", folded his arms around his chest, and leaned his head gently against the window, looking extremely lazy, "Why are you ignoring me? Me and you It's very impolite for you to ignore me when you say hello."

Boy: "..." He still stared at Cheng Yang quietly, without speaking.

"I said," Cheng Yang's eyes suddenly became playful, "Young man, you open the window and don't talk to me, don't you just want to see me? You don't want to use this method to tease me Me? It's not good for you to flirt with girls like this, or you might easily become a girl insulator..."

There was finally a crack in the boy's ancient expression, and a look of anger suddenly appeared in his eyes. Then, with a "snap", he slammed the open window shut again.

"Hey, what a child who doesn't care about things." Cheng Yang shook his head helplessly, sighed softly, and then closed the window of his room very gently, "Look, I won't be so rude to you .”

After doing this, Cheng Yang went back to the bedroom.

She walked to the mirror and stared closely at her own figure reflected in the mirror, as if she wanted to research something, but there was nothing abnormal there.

Cheng Yang sighed helplessly, sat on the bed, leaned against the edge of the bed lightly, and gently rubbed her temples with her slender and white hands. Although she looked calm on the surface, the voice from last night It really bothered her.

The mirror world... Cheng Yang had a vague guess in his heart.

"It's really difficult." Cheng Yang closed her eyes gently, and said softly in the empty room.

There is nothing unusual about the room during the day.Soon, the sky darkened again. During the period from dawn to dark, Cheng Yang sat quietly on the bed alone to pass the time, but Qiao Yan never took the initiative to talk to her again.

"Yang Yang..." The pointer of the clock on the wall pointed to twelve, and it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and that voice sounded in Cheng Yang's ear again, it was a voice that Cheng Yang was very familiar with, that voice As Cheng Yang remembered, with endless tolerance and love, "Yang Yang, come here quickly, grandma..."

There was a light blue light on the mirror surface of the bedroom, and that light led Cheng Yang, who walked to the mirror.

"Yang Yang, grandma is here." An old man stood in the mirror. With a loving smile on his face, the old man stretched out his hand towards Cheng Yang, "Grandma knows, we miss grandma..."

She stretched out her arms, waiting for Cheng Yang to fall into her arms with eyes full of anticipation. Anyone would be moved by that look.

(End of this chapter)