A few seconds before the words fell, Ji Heng glanced at Wei Jun, who nodded slightly.
Sur got close, and clearly saw that several players with higher force values were ready to escape.
In the dungeon, some ghosts can fight to the death, and some... similar to the old man, the possibility of being beaten is extremely small.
Ji Heng made arrangements last night. The old man was very fond of these snakes. Once the other party made a move, they would immediately attack the snakes and then disperse and escape.
Right now, the old man's anger value is about to be brushed to the peak by them.
"I don't know whether to live or die." With a low voice, stimulated by the scene of the dead snake floating in the well, the old man's hand was instantly covered with scales and grabbed towards Sur.
"… "
Sur was stunned, why did he choose him
After trying to calm down, he raised his face to the sky and said loudly: "God Count, save me!"
This voice shouted, and the old man's movements stagnated in mid-air. For nothing else, Sur looked too fearless. At the end, I felt that it was really shameful to be scared by a junior, so I recovered and sneered: "Today is the day of the king..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was attacked by a critical strike and took three steps back.
Wei Jun glanced at Ji Heng, who was about to catch Sur before, wondering when the opponent's props became so powerful that they could fight ghosts from the air.
"It's not me." Ji Heng shook his head.
Wei Jun was startled, and then he looked ahead, and another figure appeared.
Shen Shuanzi was still wearing tattered clothes, holding a pony in his left hand, and shook his head disapprovingly: "God has the virtue of good life, it should be respected and respected, this kind of rhetoric is not good."
Fear flashed in the old man's eyes, the scales on his hands disappeared, and he quibble: "I just want to teach them a lesson, and I have no intention of killing people."
The god operator smiled slightly, not sure if he believed it or not.
Sur turned around to join the main force, and several lines of sight came over, making him feel like he was surrounded by spotlights, and couldn't help swallowing: "...Why do you look at me like that?"
Song Jiayue looked complicated: "What is the relationship between you and the host...?"
Sur probably knew her doubts and replied: "In fact, even the ghost king is restricted by the rules. If you want to kill people, you must create conditions, otherwise there will be no way for us to survive."
Like a skeleton, the red paper given is not only a vote to save lives, but also attracts ghosts and turns it into a reminder at night. Although the old man's shot was provoked by them, it was not in compliance. After all, the player's actions did not directly trigger the conditions for killing.
Maintaining the rules is one of the responsibilities of the moderator, and it is natural to prevent it.
Song Jiayue opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. Seeing this, Ji Heng couldn't help shaking her head. It was time to change the brochure. Many excellent high-level players were too afraid of the host. But he forgot to use it properly. If the host wants the player to die if he wants to die, he still has to protect it in actual action.
Shen Shuan smiled and stretched out a finger: "No next time."
The old man was not angry, and he endured it first.
"Continue." Shenhuazi walked out of the door and disappeared completely.
As soon as he left, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
The old man originally held the fortune-telling design of an expert outside the world, but now he has to pretend to be torn, and glared at everyone hatefully.
Ji Heng's expression remained unchanged: "The snake drowned, what should my friend do?"
The word drowning again rubbed the old man's IQ on the ground. He glanced at Ji Heng: "With your ability, raising a snake is too wrong."
While Sur murmured, "No, snakes love me, and I love raising snakes."
The voice was so soft that it was almost completely inaudible, but the old man turned to look at him for the first time.
"… "
Ji Heng sighed softly, and before the old man's anger value filled up again, he pulled his attention back aloud: "We want to choose again."
The old man stared at him for a while, the sullenness on his face disappeared little by little, and suddenly said, "Okay."
With the sample reference from last night, when everyone made a selection today, they all focused on those who were about to form a relatively perfect face, and some flower snakes even took the initiative to join them.
Li Li looked at the big flower snake behind him and got goosebumps: "Would it scare passersby walking on the street?"
The old man actually gave an answer: "I know that I raised it here, and there will be no objection."
As he said, a group of people walked out of the door with the snake. When the pedestrians saw it, in addition to avoiding it, there was envy in their eyes.
"Good luck! At first glance, it is in the eyes of Master Tianyi Gua."
Similar whispers come from time to time.
As one of the members envied by passers-by, Li Li has lingering fears: "I don't know when I can get rid of this thing?"
As for when the snake would return, the old man did not ask, but only said that when the fate was exhausted, the snake would crawl back on its own. Thinking about that gloomy gaze now, he felt a chill all over his body.
Su Er suddenly said: "Cao Ledao may be in trouble."
Li Li: "Why don't you bring him here again?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several people shook their heads at the same time.
Song Jiayue, who was walking beside her, said, "The snake needs to be fed with its own blood."
According to Cao Ledao's current state, he can't bear it at all. Even if he can barely bear it, this kind of yin-heavy thing will always follow him, which will have a greater impact on him.
Li Li: "But if he doesn't fight, he has no hope of surviving."
"Daydreaming." The white fox flicked its tail: "This snake is obviously a little more conscious, and it must be eaten as food when it encounters someone who is weaker than himself."
Wang Xun was talking to people at the door, and when he saw them, he was overjoyed: "A few are still alive!"
After speaking, knowing the slip of the tongue, he scratched his head to remedy: "I didn't return all night, I thought something happened to you." Seeing the white fox suddenly, he took a step back in fright: "Why is it still there?"
Ji Heng: "Master has more important things to do, let's wait a few days."
The white fox frightened Wang Xun, but when he saw the flower snake, he didn't mean to be afraid at all, and complimented: "Master must appreciate you very much."
Ji Heng didn't want to have any unnecessary conversations, and promised to rest for a while, then went to see if there was anything abnormal in the house.
Wang Xun wisely stopped talking.
On the other side, Cao Ledao was still weak. He was very happy to see them coming back. He leaned on the door frame and looked out. The next second, he saw several snakes swimming towards him, and he was so scared that he stumbled.
The flower snake was almost uncontrollable, being pinched seven inches and still rushing in that direction.
Cao Ledao had to close the door, and the situation was temporarily contained.
Baihu gloated: "I said long ago that he is a great supplement to snakes now."
Ji Heng glanced at her wound, and Su Mei was forced to shut up.
Across the door, Ji Heng asked Shen Shuan's order.
Cao Ledao's voice was rather dejected: "There is still one day left, and I will fall to my death."
Ji Heng only said let him rest well, and promised nothing else.
They went back to their rooms to wash up, and then pretended to wander around the mansion like a demon hunter. There was a white fox, and Wang Xun didn't dare to follow him. He just told the servants not to disturb the masters.
After passing an empty pavilion, Wei Jun said, "We have to find a way to find a breakthrough."
Been being led by the nose so far, which is pretty deadly.
Ji Heng is the most powerful among them, everyone will look at him subconsciously first, Ji Heng does not hide his secrets, and directly said: "Tian Yi Gua looks like a ghost, but he gave a scholar many years ago. Yu Pei, contradictory."
The ghost consecrated the jade pendant, which sounds funny.
Su Mei raised a paw: "If I answer, can you let me go?"
Ji Heng glanced at her.
Su Mei became smarter and stopped asking for her favor: "Tian Yi Gua used to be really a great master, but later his mentality became distorted, thinking that demons are mad, but they have a lifespan that far exceeds that of humans, which is really unfair."
What the white fox said, everyone dared not believe it.
Su Mei added: "For a while, Tianyi Gua caught a lot of monsters and went back to study, among them my kin."
She can barely connect with the information she has received so far.
Sur pondered: "When Tianyi Gua wanted to kill me, his arms were covered with scales, and he was probably half human and half snake."
Song Jiayue felt a little regretful: "Snakes are afraid of the cold, but unfortunately it's almost summer here, otherwise we..."
Ji Heng waved his hand to interrupt, and his eyes suddenly swept to a big tree in the distance... A three or four-year-old child did not know how to do it, climbed up to the tree and hugged a low branch, his body swayed.
Seeing that it was about to fall, Song Jiayue hurriedly ran over and reached out to pick it up.
Before it was time to check whether the child was injured, the housekeeper hurried over and slapped the child: "What are you running around?"
The child did not cry when he was beaten, but smiled silly with his fingers crossed.
Song Jiayue frowned: "Is this your child?"
"It's the youngest son of the master," the housekeeper said with a smirk, "I'm sorry for bumping into everyone."
The clothes on the child's body are dirty. I thought it was fun. Now I see that even a housekeeper can beat and scold at will. I think that usually no one cares.
The housekeeper scolded and pushed the child forward.
Song Jiayue felt strange and stopped a servant to ask a few questions.
If someone asks, the family member must be tight-lipped, but the master has specifically explained that he is an expert, and his attitude is quite different: "Do you see that something is wrong with the child?"
Song Jiayue hummed perfunctorily.
Jia Ding: "As soon as he was born, he killed his biological mother. The servants who served him often did not say anything about accidents. Last year, even the child's wet nurse accidentally fell into a well."
Song Jiayue was surprised: "So evil?"
"It's not!" Jiading gasped, "Master is contacting the temple and is going to send the young master there next month."
Song Jiayue looked at Ji Heng, who looked in the direction the housekeeper had left before: "Go and have a look."
Before, I could meet some maid servants, and the further I walked, the more I could see no one.
They found the child under a tree. The housekeeper was not there. The child was digging the roots of the tree with their hands to eat. When they saw someone coming, they laughed silly. He also stretched out his hand, as if to share the food with them.
The picture looked very sad, but in the copy, no one dared to act rashly.
Sur suddenly walked over and handed him a piece of candy, and touched the child's head.
After a while, the child tucked the roots of the tree into his sleeves and ran back to the room through the small open door.
Song Jiayue: "This child... should be a human."
At least she didn't find anything now.
Sur: "I just took a breath and didn't feel it."
"… "
The flower snake seemed to be hungry and hissed. They went back to their rooms to feed the snake blood. With such a delay, they just missed lunch time. Wang Xun ordered meals to be delivered to each room individually.
Ji Heng only gave Hua Snake two drops of blood. The snake was spitting out snake letters in dissatisfaction. Ji Heng turned a blind eye and flipped the fried rice with chopsticks. Crush with a plate.
After staring for a few seconds, he walked out of the door, just as Wei Jun came towards him: "The food is poisonous."
Apparently the same finding.
Wei Jun used the fastest speed to notify the others, but two players still got hit, and the force value of forcibly inducing vomiting dropped by half.
He looked ugly: "I went to check and found this next to the firewood in the kitchen, but I don't know where the poison came from."
In the center of the palm is a small piece of tree root smeared with mud, reminiscent of the child I met in the morning.
Ji Heng: "There are many places in the mansion where rat poison is placed." Halfway through, he looked up and asked, "Where's Sur?"
Wei Jun: "I just went to his room and no one was there, and the meal was on the table and didn't move."
Ji Heng thought for a while and pointed in a direction.
Wei Jun was startled: "It would be bad if Sur really moved to find him with compassion."
Now that I think about it, it's not that the family is alarmist, this child may really not be a good stubble.
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Across the green tree shadow, Sur's expression in the window is extraordinarily gentle: "Can you understand me?"
The child was not taken seriously since he was a child. No one taught him to speak, so naturally he couldn't understand it. He lowered his head and concentrated on gnawing on the roots of the tree.
But when the flower snake wriggled, he made a 'hiss' sound.
Sur took out some hard-boiled eggs that the housekeeper had asked for before, and the child put down the roots with eager eyes.
"Want to eat?"
Children do not understand, follow the inner thoughts and reach for it.
Sur: "Home."
Repeated a word back and forth several times.
After a long time, the child read it vaguely, and when he read it correctly, Sur would feed him a mouthful of eggs.
The mottled sunlight slanted in and bathed them, giving them the illusion of being kind and filial to their sons.
A group of people came from a distance, and the warm picture came into view.
Wei Jun sighed softly: "When we went down the mountain to chat before, Suer accidentally mentioned that his parents had passed away."
Right now, I am afraid that some fantasies about the family are pinned on this child.
No matter how smart, after all, young, the heart is still soft.
As I got closer, I could clearly hear the sound coming from inside—
"Father Sur." This was the first complete sentence the child learned from Sur.
Every time he said it, Sur gave him a mouthful of eggs. Later, the child seemed to have developed a habit of saying a word after a mouthful without making any more demands.
Sur stroked the child's head: "When I took a nap before, I knew that you wanted to set fire to my room with a torch."
Although it slips quickly, the smell on the body will remain in the air for a long time because of not taking a bath all the year round.
The child couldn't understand him, laughed silly after eating the eggs, and then began to hiss like a snake, with mud and digging wounds under his fingernails.
Sur lowered his eyes and peeled the last egg.
"Father Sur."
Children take this sentence as a mantra, as if they know that saying this sentence will eat it.
Sur didn't disappoint him either, and handed over the egg.
When the child devoured, Sur's expression was gentle: "You want to burn me to death, but I can't help you for a while..."
Killing a defenseless child, even if you know that the other party is not as innocent and harmless as he seems, it is difficult to stab the knife without changing his face. Moreover, once the child is a powerful evil, he really does it, and he will definitely kill himself if he takes the initiative to attack.
He wiped the residue from the corners of his mouth: "But it doesn't matter, as long as you keep this sentence on your lips in the future, you won't have to worry about revenge for this revenge."
The host wanders between different copies. One day in the future, this child may meet Mr. Rose, Mr. Shuhai and others.
With the increase in the number of dungeons that oneself participates in, and the contact with more and more hosts and ghost kings, this probability will also increase.
Sur smiled slightly: "One day, you will be severely beaten by society."
When the child was full, his attention began to focus on the snake.
Sur asked him to touch the flower snake, but the flower snake didn't bite him, and just curled up to the side. The sticky and cold touch spread from the palm of his hand, but the child narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.
He wanted to touch again, but was forcibly pulled by Sur.
A cold light flashed in the child's eyes, and Sur was not frightened, and began to repeat the sentence: "Everyone here is garbage."
With previous experience, children quickly follow.
Every time he said it, Sur asked him to play with the snake. The clearer the articulation, the longer the play.
Half an hour later, the first results were achieved. Whenever the child had the idea of like eating or playing, he would say the last sentence intermittently: "Home, my father Sur, everyone here... everyone, it's all... rubbish."
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No Responsibility Small Theater:
A few years later, the gentleman rose came to this dungeon.
The child who has completely evolved into an evil child: Father Sur, everyone here is garbage!
Gentleman Rose:…