Chapter 173: Can Zhou Qingfeng Be Dealt With?

"I've been there, and there's no clue. Fang Xiu said calmly.

Ma Xingbang obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to say Fang Xiu was lying, but said tactfully: "What if there are clues that you overlooked? I'll take a look."

As he said that, Ma Xingbang carefully pushed the door open to check. He glanced around and saw the torn papers at a glance, and he was immediately happy.

But after a careful look, he found that it was empty, and he immediately felt cheated.

"What a waste of paper, good white paper, why tear it up? "

After he threw the paper away, he left.

After a simple exploration, the group soon found another office, and there was a sign on this office, which clearly read: Dean's Office

Fang Xiu's eyes flickered. Has the Dean's Office been moved here?

When he saw the three words "Dean's Office", even Yang Ming, who had the lowest IQ, felt that he should go in and take a look. Maybe there were some secrets hidden in it.

Fang Xiu didn't care. Although he had seen it a long time ago, this time he really entered and could look around.

So, everyone quickly entered the Dean's Office and naturally saw the door left by Zhou Qingfeng. Parchment.

People who are favored by fate, do you want to know the truth of this world?

Do you want to know what the weirdness is?

You can come here, I must be full of questions in your heart, don't worry my friend, I left everything in Room 520, Building C, Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital, there is everything you want to know, go and find it.

When you find the truth, it is also the time for you to make a choice.

Follow your heart and accept the gift of fate.

Signed: Zhou Qingfeng

After reading the words on the parchment, everyone looked different.

"People who are favored by fate, isn't this talking about me again? It seems that Zhou Qingfeng is a person who can get along with me, and he left me a gift." Yang Ming muttered.

Bai Qi's face suddenly turned black: "Idiot! Is the focus on the gift? Shouldn't the focus be on who Zhou Qingfeng is? What is the truth of the world? And why did he know you would come in advance?"

"Oh, Xiaobai, why do you think so much, go to Room 520 and see, can't you find out. "Yang Ming said nonchalantly.

Only Ma Xingbang's eyes flickered, that is, he was embarrassed now, and his expression could not be seen, otherwise his face must be extremely shocked.

The things were left here, so was it left for Yang Ming?

But why him?

Is it because of... fate!?

He seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly suppressed the shock in his heart, trying not to reveal any flaws.

Little did he know that everything was seen by Fang Xiu.

At this time, a magical scene happened again.

"Hey! The words on it are disappearing!" Yang Ming suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone hurriedly looked over, and saw that the words on the parchment were gradually disappearing as if they were erased by an eraser.

Fang Xiu's heart moved slightly, it seems that this is all set by the dean, and everything related to him will be erased.

"Is there something wrong with this parchment? "

Everyone started to check the parchment again, but no matter how they checked, they found that it was just an ordinary parchment.

So everyone started to look for other useful clues in the dean's office, but they found nothing, and finally had to move on.

"Brother Xiu, should we go to Room 520 of Building C as the parchment says? To be honest, I'm a little curious about what gift the dean of this mental hospital left for me." Yang Ming suggested.

At this time, Ma Xingbang, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said: "Fang Xiu, where we are now is Building C. You have been leading the way before. Did you know that there was something hidden in Building C, so you brought us here?"

"Yes." Fang Xiu did not hide it, because there was no need.

Ma Xingbang's heart sank when he got the affirmative answer.

He thought that since Fang Xiu knew that the thing was here, he must have also foreseen the magic of that thing.

There is one more potential competitor for him.

"Let's go to the fifth floor. "Fang Xiu said calmly, and then led everyone to the fifth floor.

About ten minutes later, everyone found the stairs. They were currently on the third floor, and they needed to go up two more floors to reach the fifth floor.

But everyone stopped at the stairs because there was something strange blocking the way.

What exactly was strange? Everyone couldn't judge, because they could only see a group of visible and substantial darkness hovering at the stairs, like a motionless black hole, lying quietly on the stairs.

No one dared to go up the stairs directly. What if some terrifying existence came out of the black hole, or people were sucked in?

At this time, everyone's eyes were all focused on Fang Xiu.

When you are in doubt, you can ask Fang Xiu.

"Brother Xiu, what do you say?" Yang Ming asked.

"Go." Fang Xiu said only one word calmly, and then walked directly to the stairs.

And an amazing scene appeared. As Fang Xiu approached, the group of darkness actually trembled like a human, and then.....

Whoosh!

It ran away.

"Run...Run! ? "Yang Ming and the others were shocked.

No one expected that the monster would turn around and run away when it saw Fang Xiu.

Only Fang Xiu himself knew that the reason why the monster ran away was not because it saw him, but because it saw the monster turning back behind him.

Obviously, the horror of the monster turning back was higher than that of the monster on the stairs, so it was directly forced to retreat.

"Go upstairs."

At the command, everyone started climbing the stairs. I don't know if it was because of the threat of Huigui, but they climbed all the way to the fifth floor without encountering any danger.

After reaching the fifth floor, the environment changed suddenly. It was completely different from the scenes they had experienced before. It seemed that this was not a mental hospital, but a depressing room with a light yellow tone.

The ceiling and walls were all that kind of old yellow, and the light in the lamp was also dim, making a constant sizzling noise.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of yellow carpet that exuded a musty smell.

There were two roads in front of everyone, one on the left and one on the right.

Everyone looked at Fang Xiu again.

And Fang Xiu looked at Yang Ming.

"Brother Xiu, why are you looking at me? Which way are you going?" Yang Ming asked.

"Which way do you think you should go?"

At this time, Fang Xiu did not die and return to the game. He guessed that since the gift was left for Yang Ming, in order to prevent others from getting it, the dean would definitely set up many obstacles to hinder others.

Just like the fork in the road in front of him.

So the best choice at this time was to leave it to fate to choose.

"You're asking me?" Yang Ming was a little surprised: "Can't you just predict it?"

"The ability to predict the future has great side effects. I can't predict everything. At this time, you have to rely on your destiny."

(More later)