Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

Chapter 132

Shen Qingcheng, who did not wait for an answer, raised his head, and saw the man's gaze fell on Lu Qi and the others beside him and behind him.

Shen Qingcheng: "It's okay, let's just talk about it." He didn't care that the series of explorations he made on the game were known by people other than Lu Qi.

But the part about life experience is not good.

With approval, Teacher Wen turned around and continued to walk up the stairs. The dim light of the oil lamp was barely visible, and I don't know why he insisted on holding it up.

Teacher Wen said: "This is not the first time that adults have lost their memory. Every time adults go to the top of the building and come back, eight out of ten times they will lose all their memories of the game."

All the memories of the game?

Shen Qingcheng made a self-assessment, that is to say, his memory is only preserved to the point where he died with Li Gui?

In his memory, after he died with Li Gui, he opened his eyes and suddenly appeared on a bus driving on a mountain road. Afterwards, he knew that it was a novice dungeon.

But in fact, it is possible that he has entered the game a long time ago, but for some reason he lost his memory and thought he had just entered the game.

Shen Qingcheng suddenly remembered that after clearing the level, the game prompts "data error, repair failed", so there have been many times, the game has been repaired successfully?

"Where did I come from?" he asked.

Teacher Wen, who was facing away from them, had an admiring look in his eyes. No matter how many times he did it again, he was still so perceptive. He said, "Outside the building."

Lu Qi said in a deep voice, his tone full of determination, "The barrier outside was set up by Qingqing."

Teacher Wen smiled, "That's right."

Shen Qingcheng whispered to himself, "To remind myself." Use the bright red color to remind myself that this is not the first time I have come here.

Because he didn't fully trust the ghosts.

Shen Qingcheng: "What am I doing upstairs?"

Teacher Wen: "I'm not sure. You can only go to the top of the building and ask Mr. Ge about this question."

That big ghost king?

During the conversation, the group had already reached the fifth floor.

The entire unfinished building is dimly lit, especially on the fifth floor. Even Lu Qi, who has undergone special training, can only see some vague shadows here.

Shen Qingcheng held Lu Qi's hand tightly, he could feel that there was a strong yin energy here, and there was definitely a ghost whose cultivation was not inferior to that of the little ghost king outside.

Teacher Wen, who was leading the way, stopped suddenly, and they had no choice but to stop. The surroundings were quiet, and the cool wind blew strips of hanging white cloth across people's faces.

A light flickered on, but it was Mr. Wen who lit the white cloth with an oil lamp.The strips of white cloth ignited as soon as they were touched, and the fire spread extremely quickly, illuminating the entire space on the fifth floor like daylight.

With the bright firelight, everyone saw corpses with distorted faces hanging above their heads, and those white cloth strips looked like white funeral banners under the raging fire.

"Wen, Teacher Wen, help me..." a "corpse" not far above everyone's head said with difficulty.

The first reaction of Le Songlin, Zhang Tie and others was to save people, Shen Qingcheng: "It's already dead, it's a ghost."

ghost?But some of those corpses are still struggling!

After lighting the oil lamp, the meaning of its existence was lost. Teacher Wen threw it on the ground and clapped his hands, "Mr. Clown, what is the theme of this drama?"

When everyone was stunned, a ghost quickly jumped out of the sea of ​​flames. It had an exaggerated clown face. It was unknown whether it was a mask or it just looked like this.

It flew around everyone, and finally landed in front of Shen Qingcheng and bowed to him, "My lord, I hope you like this puppet show."

After saying that, a group of corpses hanging above their heads, pretending to be dead or struggling, laughed and scattered as if they had received some signal, flying around, making a noise like a group of tireless brats.

Shen Qingcheng: "..." What kind of demons and ghosts did he let out?

The clown kept bending his waist without saying a word, and upon seeing this, Shen Qingcheng had no choice but to hum in a perfunctory manner.

The clown who got the affirmation immediately danced excitedly, doing several somersaults in the air.

Then Teacher Wen said: "Mr. Clown, since the play is over, can I let my students go back to class?"

The clown turned somersaults into a group of little ghosts, and quickly disappeared without a trace with the ghosts. Only a voice came from afar, "No!"

"Hee hee hee~"

Teacher Wen smiled helplessly. The gentle smile did not show the horror of being a murderer at all. He turned to Shen Qingcheng and said, "My lord, going up this staircase is the roof."

Shen Qingcheng looked at him, "Aren't you going up?"

Teacher Wen: "My lord forgot, we can't come down when we go up."

What's the meaning?Shen Qingcheng frowned.

But he didn't force the other party to go up with them. Anyway, there was a ghost king upstairs with a higher level of cultivation. Under the law that the level of cultivation was almost equal to his age, the other party must know more information.

He took a deep breath and looked up to Lu Qi, "Let's go." I'm ready.

Lu Qi pinched the back of his neck, "I'm here."

Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi led the way, and a group of 11 people set foot on the last flight of stairs to the top of the building.

Teacher Wen watched their backs disappear, and the clown suddenly appeared in front of him hanging upside down, "Do you think my lord can find the truth this time?"

Teacher Wen smiled and said, "Maybe."

The clown folded his arms and shrugged, "I can't get out anyway, I really don't know why my lord is so obsessed with the truth."

"My lord is different from us," Teacher Wen said, raising his eyes to look at the person opposite, "When will you let my student out?"

Probably only the group of humans couldn't see that the little ghosts were under the control of the clown from the beginning to the end, right?From struggling to romping to leaving.

"Don't let go, hehehe~" The clown laughed and flew away again.

Shen Qingcheng and others who left did not hear the conversation between Teacher Wen and the clown. They walked up the stairs to the top of the building and pushed open the last half-closed iron door:

"There are two stairs, one is the exit, and the other is the deeper reincarnation. It depends on how you choose."

Which pheasant is talking nonsense, obviously the two stairs lead to a strange copy.When Shen Qingcheng heard the above sentence, this thought subconsciously popped up in his heart.

Then he himself was stunned, how do I know this?

"Team Lu!" The sharp-eyed Zhang Jingyu immediately saw the iron gate move, and guessing it was Lu Qi and the others, he immediately called out loudly.

Lu Qi pushed open the door and pulled the dazed Shen Qingcheng outside. The roof was an empty space with no shelter around, but he couldn't see the scenery of the four fields clearly, only layers of turbulent clouds filled the air.

Shen Qingcheng frowned and looked at an old man in shabby clothes standing in front of Zhang Jingyu and others. The old man's face was full of dimples, his small eyes were hooked and his nose looked like an old man at first glance, but Shen Qingcheng somehow knew that it was an old lady.

He raised his chin, squinted his eyes and chuckled, "One side is the exit, and the other side is the deeper reincarnation?"

The old man changed his arrogance towards Zhang Jingyu and the others, and licked his face flatteringly: "Whoever dares to lie to your lord, both sides are reincarnation, and both sides are exits."

The words were vague, but Shen Qingcheng understood, "The exit is in reincarnation."

Others who have heard this sentence also understand.

The old man asked: "My lord has no amnesia?"

"I lost my memory," Shen Qingcheng said, looking around but couldn't find a place to sit, so he had to stand up and say, "Why does Teacher Wen say that he can't get off when he comes up?"

Ge Lao replied: "Because this building goes up to the roof, but goes down to the copy."

Seeing that he was silent and didn't speak, Elder Ge looked at the people behind him, and tentatively said: "It seems that my lord has gained something this time?"

It was rewarding, and he got the player status by accident, and got acquainted with Lu Qi and went to the real world. In the real world, there is an entire research institute studying the secrets of the game.

Although it came back in the end, I still have to enter the game.

While thinking about some messy things in his mind, he sorted out the existing clues. By now, Shen Qingcheng probably understood what happened to him.

There are only two reasons for him to chase the truth of the game. One is that he finds himself inexplicably drawn into the game, and the other is that he realizes that he is not him, but just a piece of data.

No matter what, his frequent access to various copies obviously caused some trouble to the game, he was like a bug, and the game had to clear him of this bug.

The game wasn't completely successful at first, and although the related data was cleared, he couldn't be completely eliminated.

So after a while, when he starts chasing the truth again, the game will have another antivirus.

Having lost his memory, he came back here through some method, learned about the function of this building under the reminders of Barrier, Mr. Wen, Ge Lao and others, and then entered the dungeon again.

But there is one thing that doesn't make sense here. If he comes back after losing his memory, Mr. Wen and others will enter the dungeon after popularizing the relevant information. Why doesn't he have the memory of coming back here this time?

He remembered that he went to the bus in the novice dungeon after he died with Li Gui, and he had not been here during the period.

He asked, "How long has it been since I came back?"

Elder Ge glanced at Lu Qi and the others, "Three or four hundred years."

Three, three 400 years!

Everyone was shocked, even if the time flow in the dungeon was different from that in the real world, how could the 400 years in the dungeon be equivalent to decades in reality?

It takes decades to disappear at a time. How many decades are there in a person's life?

Is Shen Meiren still human?Or, is he a human or an NPC?

The soldiers had mixed feelings, and Lu Qi pursed his lips tightly, unable to express his worry.

But in fact Shen Qingcheng was very calm, "Compared to my usual frequency of coming back?"

Realizing what he wanted to ask, Ge Laodao said: "In the beginning, there were only me and my lord here. Later, my lord discovered that the function of this building has entered the building, and I have been guarding here."

"In the beginning, it would be as short as three to five days, and as long as ten days and a half months. The adults will definitely appear not far outside the building, with all memory lost, looking embarrassed, and sometimes suffering injuries of varying degrees."

"Later, the intervals between coming back gradually became longer. Except for the occasional amnesia, I have never been injured again. Some of the kids in and out of the building were sent back by adults, and some escaped by themselves."

"This time... Your lord hasn't come back for a long time."

So this time there was an accident, he didn't come back after his memory was erased, but was thrown directly into the dungeon and became a player.

He can probably guess the reason, because the game malfunctions are getting worse, maybe there is also his reason?

"Then what about you, who are you?" Shen Qingcheng asked.

Ge Lao laughed and said: "We are old neighbors, my lord."

Hearing that Shen Qingcheng looked at him fixedly, he also smiled, "So it's you."