Having doubts in his heart, Xuanyuan Aoyu didn't care too much about trivial matters. After drinking a sip of water and feeling better, everyone turned their attention to the photo in Sur's pocket.
Except for Zhang He, no one knew the origin of the photo. Su Er explained it in a few words, and Li Li looked envious: "Is this the prop mentioned in the brochure?"
Sur: "It's not necessarily life-saving or fatal."
Li Li reacted: "Uncontrollable?"
Sur nodded.
The envious eyes faded a lot in an instant, and the ghosts who can create hallucinations, who knows if they will attack the bearer. Li Li glanced at Xuanyuan Aoyu: "In another quarter of an hour, it's time to tell stories again."
The topic became heavy in an instant.
Xuanyuan Aoyu: "Can you try throwing it again?"
Sur: "It was a surprise before, but he didn't hear the story this morning and remained awake."
It's a bit risky to do something with this little monster when you wake up.
This time, it was Zhang He's turn to tell the story, and he was nervous: "If it really doesn't work, just feed some medicine and throw it out!"
Li Li: "Where did you get the medicine? And how do you feed it?"
Not even a person in the real sense, and I have never seen a child drink water to go to the toilet on weekdays.
"I see rat poison in the corner." Zhang He gritted his teeth: "Don't forget that he eats raw meat, if it's a big deal, I'll cut off a piece of meat."
Cutting meat to save lives is also worth it.
Li Li didn't want to pour cold water, so he hesitated and asked, "Does rat poison work?"
Zhang He's expression turned cold: "Ghosts are generally incorporeal, he still has a body, you can try it."
You can't just sit still.
"Interrupt," Sur pointed to the bedside, who rarely spoke much: "I think he can understand everyone's discussion."
"… "
Everyone turned their heads stiffly one after another. Judging from the age alone, the child was actually very young, and the setting of listening to bedtime stories made them subconsciously not consider each other's IQ. At this moment, the child was lying on a children's bed without a guardrail, with his head leaning against the side of the bed, his neck twisted in a weird arc, as if hanging there, his dark eyes staring straight at them.
Zhang He said in a trembling voice, "It seems that I can really understand it!"
"When you say bad things, first check to see if the Lord is behind you," Sur said seriously: "It's so embarrassing now."
Zhang He gasped: "I'm afraid I'll be hated."
Sur asked back, "Can you live without being hated?"
"..." Makes sense.
Sur: "I personally think that it is necessary to be cautious and not to treat ghosts as gods. Wouldn't it be suffocating to be suffocated to shrink?"
Zhang He was silent for a moment, then accepted some of his views.
Indeed, the rules of death have been clarified. Now, as long as you find the stories that real children want to hear, the attitude they show will not affect life and death.
Sur: "If you don't practice your guts, the story is definitely going to be told anyway, so let's talk about "Dad, Throw Me Again"?"
Zhang He immediately stabbed his back like a thorn, as if the child had already delayed himself and Sur a thousand times with his eyes, so he waved his hand to reject the proposal to die.
Sur did not take it seriously. If one day he really came to a desperate situation, even if the strength was disparate, he would have to pull off a strand of the murderer's hair in a desperate fight.
"There's still some time," he said. "Take me to the censer first."
The attic had been covered in dust for a long time, the windows were locked tightly, and there was a smell of rotting wood. The last time Sur came here, he focused on finding books, but he didn't notice that there was an incense burner.
Xuanyuan Aoyu pointed at the window sill with lingering fears: "It's there." After speaking, his eyes widened: "I remember that before I lost consciousness, I clearly dropped the incense burner to the ground."
And now it is standing there firmly.
Learning from the past, Sur avoided direct contact, took out the photo and asked the woman inside: "Who is hiding in the incense burner?"
Woman: "Further forward, I can't see clearly."
Sur instead took a step back, squeezed the corner of the photo tightly and warned, "Don't play tricks."
Seeing that he couldn't deceive him, the woman had to endure it temporarily. At first, he was going to collude with the ghost in the censer to kill Sur, but after seeing it clearly, he said in surprise, "How could it be her?"
"Who?"
"My old classmate."
Without waiting for Sur to ask the question, the woman started talking to herself: "Impossible, she is the most pious of us, and she should be chosen to serve God Niyan!"
"The cult does not harm people." Zhang He muttered behind his back.
"What do you know!" The woman was irritated, and she felt dizzy when her eyes met Zhang He. It seemed that she was not a dark attic, but a home that gave people a sense of security. A warm and comfortable bed is just a stone's throw away, and lying on it will end all nightmares.
Seeing that one step away from enjoying the comfort, a harsh chirping suddenly sounded in his ears.
Zhang He's head was shaken, and the world in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes: "I am..."
Sur: "I was stunned."
Zhang He: "You saved my life."
It seems that not everyone has the ability to fight ghosts.
"It's not me." Sur shook his head and pointed to the opposite side: "It's him."
Zhang He was startled when he suddenly met the child's shriveled face.
Just now everyone gathered, Sur was inconvenient to use the electric shocker, so he could only find another way out.
"It's time for the baby to cry," he said. "We'll move you down together."
Li Li beside him is also very happy: "I didn't expect that crying can really help people break the illusion."
Sur: "It's a pity that the communication tools can't be brought in, otherwise they can be used as waste and recorded for emergency use."
"..." Li Li didn't dare to look at the child's expression at the moment.
Zhang He hoarsely said, "The incense burner..."
"We'll talk about that later." Sur: "The point is, he's crying."
Zhang He was stunned for a moment. He faced a crisis at the end of the day. Is there a more exciting life than this? The saliva in his mouth seemed to be draining, Zhang He looked at the crying child, slowly opened his mouth but was speechless.
He never wanted to touch bedtime stories again in his life!
"I'll come." Seeing people cringe, Sur suddenly said.
Zhang He was full of surprise.
Sur stepped forward, because there was no guardrail to make people feel insecure, he stopped a meter away, thought about it, and said slowly:
"A long time ago, there was a couple, the woman was as beautiful as a flower, how beautiful is she... Legend has it that her skin is as smooth as fat, and her appearance is full of beauty. When she looks at people, she is shy and charming. The woman manages the house well, and the husband fights hard outside. Until one day, the husband found out that his wife was having an affair and caught the adulterer in bed, and the adulterer injured her husband. The woman had to take care of her husband who was seriously ill in bed... Later, it was also such a gloomy weather, and she brought her longing for a better life with her. Say to my husband 'Dalang, drink the medicine.'"
"… "
Classic stories can always bring people different feelings.
The child didn't know whether to cry or not, but there were indeed dead people in the story, which was barely terrifying. After hesitating, he finally closed his eyes reluctantly.
Sur turned his head and said to his teammates, "It's decent to be killed by a beautiful woman, and still have a whole corpse."
Zhang He looked at him with a complicated expression, no wonder he used so many gorgeous words to describe the beauty of a woman.
Xuanyuan Aoyu wanted to be more practical: "Would you like to throw the child out now?"
Sur implicitly rebuked: "You can't just use violence."
"… "
Sur coughed lightly: "Yesterday was a coincidence, and now I'm afraid it won't be so smooth."
Li Li worried: "What should I do? I can't wait for the female ghost to kill you at night."
Sur stared at the sleeping child and said solemnly: "I have some guesses about what story he really wants to hear, but I need to confirm it again."
Zhang He: "Anyway, thank you."
The other party can completely stand by and watch.
"Wealth and wealth are in danger," Sur: "Successful customs clearance will settle points, and helping teammates may be a bonus item."
Even if not, he played the most scenes and should be taken care of.
"..." The emotion rose like a tide and receded like a tide.
Xuanyuan Aoyu watched this scene and couldn't help shaking his head.
Li Li rounded up the situation: "Let's think about how to leave first."
If you don't escape before 0:00, you should face a new round of survival crisis.
Zhang He glanced at the extra incense burner on the table, and had a hunch that Sur's guess had something to do with this thing.
"The soul inside is the old classmate who brought the hostess of this house into teaching," Sur said mockingly: "But it is very weak and is currently in a state of dissipation."
Zhang He was about to applaud, thinking of the end of the ghost just now, he quickly restrained his serious tone and said, "Aren't all ghosts very powerful?"
"It was partially swallowed by that little monster, and it escaped by hiding in the incense burner."
Zhang He completely dispelled the idea of throwing the child out.
Sur: "There was a mass suicide in this villa that day. The hostess and a cultist were trapped in the villa. What about the others?"
Zhang He reacted and suddenly had a bad guess. After a while, he suddenly looked at the child lying on the bed, swallowed his saliva and said, "Could it be that all of it is attached to him?"
Sur pondered: "The game time is seven days. If you exceed the time limit, you may die, but there are many ways to die."
It's not like they stand there, their heads explode like fireworks, and the story ends.
"It is most likely to be killed by this child," Sur: "I guess there should be a lot of ghosts in his body devouring each other, so he is so weak."
There is no shortage of gu raising since ancient times, and when the strongest ghosts are left, that is when they die.
According to his observations, as time passed, the child fell asleep more and more slowly, and the nails under his feet became sharper and blacker every day.
The woman's curse came from his pocket, accusing him of talking nonsense, believing that his companions had been chosen as servants of the gods.
Sur walked to the child's bed and tore off the quilt under the child, watching everyone tremble with fear, for fear that the child would be awakened. He quickly thought about it again, since he was pretending to be asleep, why did he wake up
Sensen's blood splattered little by little, all of which were left behind when children gnawed on themselves. Sur took out the photo, Zhang He suffered a loss from the female ghost, and the conditioned reflex took a step back.
Humans are afraid that blood will subconsciously choose not to overdo it, but the woman in the photo sees two twisted 'Save' characters in the blood stain at a glance.
Sur: "It's not accidental that you survived." He pointed to the word 'save': "Your husband's dead soul is also stored in this body, and he is trying to send a message of help to outsiders."
Although it has been distorted, it can still be seen that the outline in the photo is distorted.
"Impossible!" The woman's voice was full of panic, desperately wrapping the last fig leaf: "It's all your lies!"
Sur sighed: "Ghosts don't need food, let alone trying to eat their own body. He is afraid that he wants to destroy this container that has been reduced to sin."
It's a pity that there is no similar picture this morning. The child is struggling to advance outside the door. I am afraid that during this period, the soul of the woman's husband has been devoured.
The woman's spirit was obviously at a critical point. Sur turned around and asked his teammates for opinions: "If this goes on like this, I'm worried that she will turn into a ghost."
Zhang He tentatively said: "It's better to comfort a few words appropriately."
Sur had no choice but to be patient, and warmly comforted: "How about I send you to flush the toilet to wake up?" After a while, he said, "Perhaps compared with the pain of flushing the toilet, you will feel that the suffering you are suffering now is fundamental. A piece of cake."
Contrast can sometimes produce happiness.
"… "
The author has something to say: Sur: Suddenly I don't want to reveal the truth, some want to see my little sister who came to see me at night.
Teammate: … calm down!
Suer: I also want to tell a story about a fox demon, she will seduce the hard-working scholars in Hanchuang and absorb the yang energy of the scholars.
teammate:…
Suer: There is plenty of time, and there will be another version of "The Gentleman in the Rose Kneeling and Licking Me", "Thousands of Beauties and Specters Say They Love Me", and "The Hosts Compete to Run with the Ball for Me".