This news was spread by Ye Tingbai and Li Xiaoxiao, and everyone doesn't need to know that this morbid beauty is a fatal attraction, the girl who was infected by the second girl will be looked at like a monkey wherever she goes, but she is powerless to resist because her body is empty.

Beauty always comes at a price.

At noon that day, Ye Tingbai came to the third floor alone, where there are utility rooms and art rooms, most of which are rooms that will not be used on weekdays, and there is also a room here that is the library.

Librarian, the spreader of campus legends, this is an absolutely special character, it may be the closest to death, or it may be the closest to the source of pollution, so its color will be so special, this character cannot disappear because Ye Tingbai did not choose, at most it will become an NPC to replace.

He had to understand what was going on in this school, what the legend of this school was.

Knock knock~

The old wooden door, the door lock is an external lock, the lock is a little rusty, and it is thrown on a desk next to it, not like it is often used, seeing that no one agreed, Ye Tingbai did not continue to knock on the door, and pushed the door directly, after all, this is also a public place.

There is a unique smell in the face, that is the smell of the elderly, the old man who lives alone will always have such a similar smell, somewhat unpleasant, this is not all because the old man does not love to be clean, but when people are old, the body will secrete a special substance 2-royal enal, which is not available in young people.

This substance is left on various clothes and bedding in life, and it is constantly oxidized, which will emit that unique and unpleasant smell, but in the end, if the old man loves to be clean, he will not give this substance time to oxidize and ferment at all.

As soon as Ye Tingbai walked in, he heard an old man's voice.

"Ahem~ It's been a long time since anyone came here, it's late, don't be surprised."

From the corner of the bookshelf came out a shirtless old man, with gray hair, and his body was surprisingly strong, and the muscles were ashamed of himself, his body was a little damp, and he was still draped with a towel around his neck, as if he had just wiped his body, or exercised.

But the old man said that he got up late, could it be that he was sweating in a dream?

Ye Tingbai looked left and right, all of them were some old books that had fallen to dust, and there was indeed a simple bed in that corner, and there seemed to be something pressed under the pillow, but the old man had been watching from the side, and it was not easy to get it directly.

"I'll be blunt, I want to ask you, what is the campus legend?"

Hearing these words, the old man's face was somewhat unnatural, and he laughed awkwardly.

"My old man doesn't believe in this kind of thing."

Ye Tingbai's eyes kept on the old man's folding bed, the old man looked unnatural, the sweat on his body was getting more and more, he seemed to be very nervous?

Just as Ye Tingbai was looking left and right to find clues, he suddenly felt that something was wrong behind him and turned sideways. But he was hit in the shoulder by a huge force, and his body seemed to fall backwards and smashed over the bookshelf next to him, and now the deputy personality is suppressed by him, and he doesn't have the perverted reaction ability of the deputy personality.

Ye Tingbai stood up with the bookshelf, the old man's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead man, he really didn't expect that a gray-haired person could be so strong.

In fact, the host personality is not incapable of fighting, the sub-personality shares the memories of the main personality, and the master knows everything the sub-personality learns about the body structure.

It's just that the main personality can't do things beyond the limits of human beings.

Engrossed, this is probably his first time fighting, sliding slightly to dodge the old man's fist, flicking his arm to cut the old man's tendons with his fingernails, and taking a step back, this way of moving is commonly used by the sub-personality, and he is not very jerky to use it.

The old man scolded angrily: "Who are you? ”

"This should be me asking you, old thing, just asking so excited, what is hidden?"

Ye Tingbai was just a salted fish before, he was an otaku who loved to drink fat house happy water, and he didn't know how to fight at all, and his current fighting style was mostly with sub-personality, or copied from him, including the unique fighting ideas of sub-personality.

The sub-personality never has the concept of fists in combat, he will use his fingers, nails, and toes, but he will not use fists, all the purposes of the sub-personality are to effectively damage the target's mobility, and in the eyes of the sub-personality, the fist is the least efficient.

The old man didn't seem to have the meaning of chatting, and picked up a baseball bat next to him, seeing this, Ye Tingbai knew that he couldn't ask anything, and he followed the old man to meet him, and the old man knocked it down with a stick, Ye Tingbai didn't dodge at all, and his palm grabbed the old man's throat by taking the opportunity of being beaten, and it broke with a twist.

It's just that his shoulder was also hit hard, and he grinned in pain, and faintly heard the sound of bone cracking.

"I really don't understand, obviously a body, how can the same memory be so different."

Ye Tingbai is somewhat disgusted, memory sharing, there is no difference in body, there is still such a big gap in ability, it can only mean that he is a waste, he doesn't want to accept this fact, and in the end he can only comfort himself with a specialization in the art industry.

The old man died quickly, mostly because the deputy personality will be a killing skill, and the master personality will probably inherit it because of the memory sharing, but the effect is not a little bit worse, if it is the deputy personality facing this old man, it is estimated that it will be able to be taken unscathed within a few seconds.

Although this old man is full of muscles, he is really just an ordinary person, and he has a little more strength, but his reaction is really slow, Ye Tingbai threw down the corpse and walked straight towards the folding bed.

It was a very ordinary light blue notebook, with a very rudimentary stroke on the outer skin outlining a crying little person, and a sentence was written on the first page of the notebook.

All those who discriminate against ugly women will become uglier than me.

Ye Tingbai was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence too much, the owner of this book is a bit like an old man, although the old man is old, his hair is still there, and he is full of tendon meat, no matter how he says it, he is a handsome guy among the elderly.

The person who wrote this was more like an ugly-looking person who had been discriminated against.

If you think about it carefully, there are indeed too many ugly girls in this school, and there are all kinds of ugly ones, there are very few normal beauties, but the kind of girls with mediocre postures occupy the top in appearance.