After betraying the traitor, she became a god in the dark game

Chapter 7 The Uninvited Guest

"Go to the opening ceremony tomorrow morning, and then we'll split up. I'll go find the former head teacher of their class, and you can go to the information room to find news."

Qiao Yan rubbed the peeling book with her heart. She had just read the entire book. Although it was full of notes, there were repeated insults from beginning to end.

"Pervert, you deserve to die!"

Why would you keep a book like this with you?

Qiao Yanxin didn't wait for Yan Qing's reply. She turned around and saw that the arrogant person was already snoring on the bed.

"233!"

Qiao Yanxin kept calling 233 in her conscious space, but there was no response. She had to take out two more life-saving things and hang them on her body before she fell asleep peacefully.

"Let me go, let me go, save me." The woman struggled to push the man on top of her. The man with a sinister smile pressed her head hard and nibbled on her neck with his sticky mouth. at.

Qiao Yanxin stepped forward to help, but the woman's face turned into her own.

She screamed, turned pale and sat up.

Yan Qing waved his hand in front of her: "Hurry up, the opening ceremony is coming soon."

Qiao Yanxin waited until her breathing stabilized before noticing that Yan Qing's fingers were intact: "Can your hand regenerate?"

Yan Qing held her stomach and laughed out loud: "What regeneration? My hands have always been like this. How can I still regenerate my limbs?"

Qiao Yan's heart trembled, and she lifted the quilt. There were no wounds at all on the leg bitten by the dog, let alone any marks.

How is this going?

"What about our alliance?"

"Don't worry, since I signed the contract, I always keep my word."

Does she remember these things?
What about the others?
At nine o'clock, Qiao Yanxin and Yan Qing had just stepped into the conference hall. A strong overhead light shone on the heads of the five freshmen. The conference room was surrounded by black cloth, except for the five tables in front of them.

There are no more unnecessary furnishings in the room.

It's like items being selected based on their price, more like animals in a pig farm that are about to be slaughtered at any time.

A dangerous atmosphere filled her and Yan Qing's hearts.

The two of them looked at each other, and in perfect agreement, they pretended to be relaxed and inadvertently touched the weapons they had prepared.

It was obviously a lively opening ceremony, but there were no audience or leaders.

The only person present was Teacher Fox, who was wearing a red cheongsam. She was excited and walked through the process of starting school.

"Now let us take the last oath." She raised her right hand high, and when she raised her hand, her cheongsam outlined her graceful curves.

Qiao Yan reluctantly followed the team, raised her right hand, and read along with Teacher Fox's words.

"I would like to..."

"I do"

"I am willing to give everything I have for the Peace School."

"I am willing to go to a peaceful school..."

Qiao Yanxin closed her mouth at the last moment, and her fisted hands were sweating.

This is not an oath, this is a binding contract.

Teacher Fox stared at the students one by one to take the oath. When it was Qiao Yanxin's turn, he saw that she always hesitated and never finished her words. Her fox eyes were slightly raised, and the coldness in her eyes was not concealed.

"Why, if you don't say anything, your life will be..."

"You go to hell, the school goes to hell too..."

The crazy woman rushed into the conference room with a kitchen knife. She looked in the direction of the empty chair, rushed forward and slashed at the empty chair, cursing.

"It's because of your leaders' inaction that my daughter Ayan died. If she is dead, why should you live?"

The woman's empty chops became less and less. After a few chops, her whole body seemed to be pushed down, and she rolled around on the ground several times, wailing incessantly.

There is something on the desk and chair!
Qiao Yanxin's sharp gaze fell on the top of her head. The white wall was filled with green juice, and the juice was mixed with soil.

Teacher Fox's face suddenly changed, and he was a little panicked.She anxiously took out the walkie-talkie: "Level [-] security." After saying that, the strange melody sounded throughout the school again.

"Exit!"

Teacher Fox gave an order, and Qiao Yanxin followed the team out of the conference hall. She looked for the woman without any surprise.

A white butterfly flew from the window to Qiao Yanxin's ear.

"I found the woman, task change, you go to the information room."

Only then did Qiao Yanxin roughly remember that the person in purple who had just taken advantage of the chaos and flashed past her eyes was Yan Qing.

"understood."

After receiving the reply, the white butterfly flew back to the window. Qiao Yan retraced her steps and ran towards the library.

The library also had dazzling lights on during the day. Qiao Yanxin swiped her campus card and opened the valve on the first floor.

The whole building was quiet. Qiao Yan took a deep breath and walked up floor by floor. Her footsteps were the only sound in the empty stairwell.

Arriving at the door of the information room, she knocked on the door.

Unlike other places in the library, the information room was dark, with a heavy lock on the door and a line of slogans posted on the door.

"At your own risk."

Qiao Yan knocked on the door three times, but still didn't get any response.

After pacing back and forth calmly three times, she took out the scissors and put them between the chains at the door.

The knife went down, and Suo was firmly tied to the door handle intact.

"who are you?"

The black shadow on the corridor gradually shortened to a figure.The protagonist of the figure is an old man. He holds a mop firmly, and the water on the mop drips all the way along the corridor.

With her hands behind her back, Qiao Yanxin put away the golden scissors with extra calmness, and clenched the dagger at her waist with her right hand.

"I'm a new student and I want to read the school's old newspapers and periodicals."

When the old man walked just 1 meter in front of her, Qiao Yan's voice of prayer came out.

The old man's white eyes rolled around aimlessly. He stared at the direction of the sound casually, and his words could not hide the murderous intent.

"In exchange for the Orchid Grass, whoever tries to break through will only die."

The ends of Qiao Yanxin's eyes slightly raised, her amber eyes looking at the person tenderly.

It's hard to doubt her intentions.

"Okay, thank you grandpa."

"grandfather?"

The old man's rich voice was filled with sadness, which was quite inconsistent with his pale, rickety, and wrinkled appearance.

At least the voice is young.

When Qiao Yanxin went down to the first floor, she walked to the library's smart reader and clicked on the words "Orchid Grass." with her pink hand.

The search button on the machine's webpage turned around for a while, and then the information about Orchid Grass popped up.

"Likes cold, likes water,...the back hill of Heping School once appeared..."

Qiao Yanxin patiently scanned the school intranet messages one by one. When she felt it was about time, she returned to the dormitory.

Yan Qing arrived later than she thought.

Half an hour later, Yan Qing, whose clothes were torn beyond recognition, ran back with complaints on her face.

"You don't know, that woman went to the marriage tree and said she must find a good marriage for her daughter in the next life."

Yan Qing picked up the water cup, poured a large glass of water, and then said: "I followed her, and she went crazy and ran to the hill behind the school, knelt in the forest, and kept kowtowing. I wanted to ask her something, and she I told her that she would answer me only if I gave her the orchids."

(End of this chapter)