Tampering and distortion are two similar but very different concepts.

In the former, ghosts can only achieve their goals by deleting, modifying and changing the original real world;

This kind of ghost will be taken as an example from the source ghost of Tiannan Drama Academy.

The latter is the integration and reorganization of ghosts on the basis of the real world, with the most exaggerated impact.

This kind of ghost...is the first time I've seen it.

two types,

They all represent the super powerful abilities of ghosts and cannot be judged as high or low.

Fang Shenyan raised his eyes and saw that the library had obviously become a small world.

The rules of the outside world no longer exist here, the sky has become the earth, and the earth has become the sea.

Keren does not seem to be in the category of being distorted.

It is for this reason that the original floor on the second floor became the ceiling.

But the tables, chairs and benches were still firmly placed on it.

It presents an upside-down but stable state.

But the little Qianduye has obviously become weightless.

The entire second floor is like a mechanical wall filled with bookshelves, tables and chairs, and humans can only try their best to grab every available thing around them.

The first floor where Fang Shenyan was located was reduced to a sea of ​​books.

But before, he clearly noticed that there were not so many books on the first floor.

Looking around now, countless black and white books are flooding the sea, and the waves of books are pushing against the bookshelves that have little room to stand.

Fang Shenyan's body was also swaying in the waves of books. He did not try to figure out what would happen if he fell into the waves of books.

Because wearing that face enabled him to see clearly that beneath the sea of ​​books, there was an endless abyss.

Books are just a layer spread over the abyss.

Below is the real hell where people die.

Fang Shenyan's situation is still safe for the time being. After all, he has something to save his life.

But the visually striking scene in front of him also made his heart waver.

Because, until now, he still doesn't know the ghost who wants to kill,

What is your identity and what kind of ability is it?

"Fang, if I take the stairs on the right, can I meet you?"

Xiao Qianduye said the first sentence with a clear and trembling voice, her situation was not good.

Now there is no second floor here, and she cannot stay on the ceiling for too long with her arm strength.

Even if Fang Shenyan didn't say it, Xiao Qianduye knew with his mind that once he folded the book and fell into the sea, he would definitely die.

She obviously has many questions, such as why Fang Shenyan came and why she wore such a scary face...

But now, there is no time to reminisce about the past.

Fang Shenyan raised his head, looked at Xiao Qianduye's blushing face and increasingly embarrassed figure, and fell silent.

Why does Lan Yu know a precise time point to predict that ghosts will break out in the library?

This question seems to already have an answer.

Because Fang Shenyan saw that even in such an urgent situation, Xiao Qianduye was still holding a ledger in his right hand.

Then it can be guessed that Xiao Qianduye came to the library with a clear purpose.

The clue she is looking for is the ledger.

As a major lifeline clue,

When this account book falls into the hands of the clerk, it will surely lead to the first major attack by ghosts.

Therefore, it is easy to explain that Lan Yu knows the time when the ghost attacks.

The account book Xiao Qianduye got was helped by Lan Yu.

Fang Shenyan suddenly raised his head and stared closely at the stairs not far behind Xiao Qianduye, which were from the second floor to the third floor.

Penetrating vision burst out from his eyes, and he seemed to see a dark figure ascending to the third floor.

"The mole in the seventh branch actually haunted the clerk who was performing this mission!"

The only explanation is that Lan Yu knew what Little Qianduye wanted, so he controlled the ghost to help him get the account book.

At the same time, the ghosts will inevitably take action due to the mission rules, trapping Fang Shenyan here to death.

Of course, this conjecture is very reasonable, but there is one thing that cannot be explained.

That's why Lan Yu can know the direction of the ghost's attack in advance and point out the escape door in the opposite direction to Gao Hongqian.

Maybe Lan Yu really has some kind of prophecy ability...

But this has nothing to do with Fang Shenyan now. He must help little Qianduye survive and get the account book.

Otherwise, everything I experienced today will be meaningless.

"Go to the third floor, I'll take you there."

After a while, Fang Shenyan stopped little Qianduye from trying to move closer to the stairs on his side.

"Third floor?"

Little Qianduye's arms were trembling and she reluctantly turned her head to the other side. There was a staircase about three meters away from her.

It was at the entrance of the second to third corridors. It was already pitch black inside, and it looked like it would swallow up all the light.

Although Xiao Qianduye did not choose a team with Fang Shenyan for this mission, and even she did not appreciate this man's style of doing things, Xiao Qianduye always listened to what he said.

The main reason why we chose the third floor is unknown.

The first floor has been destroyed and the living gate can no longer be used.

The second floor is completely upside down, making it impossible to find the exit.

Only the third floor, which is the top floor of the school library, has never been there.

But the strange thing is that even Fang Shenyan's eyes can't see clearly what is going on on the third floor.

Thinking back to the vague black figure at the stairway on the third floor, if it is really the ghost of the first branch, then the third floor must be the place where it retreats.

Although, going to the third floor, life or death is uncertain.

But at the end of the road, the unknown becomes a new attempt.

The situation with little Qianduye is very bad. She is an ordinary woman, even though she exercises every day after joining the seventh branch.

But I still can't keep up with my physical strength. It's too difficult to climb on the ceiling with just my arms.

What's more, this is not a pull-up at all, because there are too few places where she can draw on her strength.

When I jumped to the second table and chair from the table and chair I was on just now, I almost fell off.

The distance between the second and third tables and chairs is already nearly one meter away.

At this time, little Qianduye could only grit her teeth and hold on. She put the account book in her arms and swung towards the third table and chair.

But even if the world is turned upside down, the tables and chairs placed on the ceiling are not nailed down.

As the little Chidaba shook the table legs, the table suddenly skidded and slid sideways the moment it flew out.

Little Qianduye was also thrown away, but fortunately she never let go.

The table was overturned on the ceiling, and little Qianduye held onto the metal cylindrical table leg with her last hand.

The sweat beads on her hands became a tool to kill her. Little Qianduye stared at the table legs closely, watching her body slide down little by little.

But the harder I tried, the less able I was to grip the slippery table leg.
Chapter completed!