Kou Dong: "Men can't have children."
Guiying giggled: "It's a lie."
Kou Dong: "... ???"
Who lied to you, is your own biology not good
"It's impossible to have a baby," the little hand pressed deeper on his abdomen, and said softly, "But we are ghosts."
It means that there are not so many things about ghosts.
"No October pregnancy," it said in a soft tone, which actually sounded a little pity for Kou Dong, "How could I let Daddy suffer like that?"
Kou Dong: "..."
What, so I have to thank you
Tens of thousands of beasts galloped past him, almost stepping him into the flat Hulunbuir Prairie, but it was hard to say, for fear that someone who couldn't be provoked would make this child's wish come true. Fortunately, the ghost baby still seemed a little scrupulous, but it just touched the place where it will live for a short time in the future and has a life through this narrow passage, as if thinking about how to get in.
This child seems to have a special kind of magical power. After being touched for a while, Kou Dong couldn't help but feel the kindness and love that only an old father can have.
Ghost Baby looked up at him.
Kou Dong actually couldn't see it, it was different from the children formed from the fruit, he could only vaguely see a hazy black mist - it was the most yin and evil breath, it was the resentment that had been condensed for many years, wrapped in Hazy shape.
"Daddy."
The crisp and sweet child's voice yelled, and then moved closer to him, with a hint of temptation in the voice, "Daddy..."
Kou Dong opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to respond, his lips seemed to be pried open by the voice, even if he could detect the hidden inaccuracy, he couldn't control it at all.
"Clang—clink—"
A bell rang outside the door, and the crisp wooden bell swayed from side to side, making people suddenly sane.
The sound of the bell was like a thunderbolt, which suddenly fell from the roof of the sky, causing Kou Dong to tremble all over. He woke up suddenly, and immediately closed his lips tightly, no longer answering.
Guiying was suddenly disappointed, turned his head away, stared at the door, and let out a dark breath.
"who is it?"
Walking over there was Ye Yanzhi.
He was shaking a small wooden bell in his hand. The bell was not big, small and exquisite, and it was made of good wood. The wood was fine and clear, and there was a small crescent-like gap on it. Guiying's gaze touched him, and he suddenly retracted it as if he was being burned. After a long while, he put his gaze back again, and looked again.
Ye Yanzhi's arrival seemed to be a switch.
Countless NPCs dispersed like a tide, and the ghost baby in the middle stood still for a long time, finally let out a chuckle, and then climbed down from Kou Dong's lap again.
"Damn," it muttered, "Damn..."
It turned into a pool of light red bloodstains in a blink of an eye, and disappeared without a trace.
Only Kou Dong stayed where he was, watching the young man approach.
The strange sound of the wooden bell did not make other players respond, only the npcs avoided it like snakes and scorpions. After their coefficients dissipated, Kou Dong couldn't hear the bell anymore.
"You found it?"
"Yes," Ye Yanzhi replied, "it should be an important prop."
He has always been very accurate in judging props.
Ye Yanzhi's gaze was still sizing him up and down, and finally stopped at the corner of his shirt that was messed up just now, and calmly said: "What happened?"
Kou Dong tried to sum it up briefly, but he seemed not to understand with his eyes open.
"what? What?"
"During the time I was gone," Ye Yanzhi put down the wooden bell, folded back the corners of his clothes without emotion, and tidied them up neatly, "What happened?"
"..."
To be honest, his state made Kou Tiantian feel flustered.
"It's all right."
The young man stared at him with dark eyes, without saying a word.
Kou Dong couldn't match these eyes. Being looked at like this, he always has a dangerous instinct like a small animal, as if this person is about to go crazy—he told the truth, but covered up part of the truth in the middle, and tried to speak lightly, "He wants to ask me twelve Who is the number..."
But there are some things, it seems that he can guess without mentioning the youth. Ye Yanzhi guessed that even though he wasn't crazy, he couldn't go far. He immediately turned around and kicked the skeleton without saying a word, kicking him apart, and falling all over the ground.
The skeleton frame fell to the ground, and suddenly let out a slightly painful low cry from its mouth—obviously it hurt from being kicked.
Immediately, man No. 3 realized what the sound had exposed, and immediately shrank into a ball trembling.
He is still alive.
After being devoured by NPCs and digging out his heart, he is still alive - he doesn't know what kind of methods these NPCs used. In short, he really understood what it means to cut bones and gouge hearts. Life is better than death. .
But as he has always maintained, he is number three, and his death order should not be at this time.
So these NPCs left him a way out. He didn't know if it was cruel or compassionate.
But when he curled up in a corner, he clearly saw a slight smile on the face of the young man in front of him—
"Brother, big brother," man No. 3 gasped in fear, feeling the oppression from this player no less than that of an NPC. He knelt on the ground and touched the opponent's leg with his bony finger bones, "Brother—you spare my life, I know I was wrong, I really..."
Ye Yanzhi kicked again violently.
This kick directly kicked him off the wall, and he couldn't fall off for a long time.
Kou Dong looked terrified.
He swallowed, trying to pull him back: "Okay, okay—"
This game really kills players, who knows if there will be any impact
Kou Dong coaxed and lied, and it took him a long time to stop him. Ye Yanzhi's eyeballs were slightly red, and he sneered: "They still have a little wink, knowing that there is a breath left."
What did Kou Dongxin say, did I call you with this breath...
They appeared in front of the remaining players well.
When they suddenly saw him, the other players couldn't hide their surprise. They all saw the runaway NPC just now, and they thought that the thin and frail Kou Dong had been torn apart by the NPCs to make soup—Kou Dong, who seemed insignificant, was safe and sound, but it turned out that he was not injured at all. The annoying number three disappeared.
What is this
Brother Tao stood up, patted the ashes off his body, and asked, "Where is No. 3?"
Ye Yanzhi said concisely: "It's gone."
In fact, there is still a breath left, lingering there, more out of breath than in in. But Brother Tao obviously believed it. He stared at the two of them closely, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and his brows relaxed.
He turned around without making a sound, and sat down heavily on the ground again. The two people over there returned to the team and whispered something to their teammates.
A player who followed Brother Tao came over and said in a low voice, "Brother Tao, do you know their order?"
The man touched his pocket, but found no cigarettes. He shook his head, seemingly helpless, "How do you guess? I can't guess."
The players who came sighed.
"But this order is definitely not simple," he said, "Brother Tao, is it possible for us to change it?"
Tao Ge glanced at him.
"How can I change without props?"
That's true.
The player who asked the question turned his head resentfully.
Brother Tao fumbled in his pocket. There is a thin yellow talisman, which he got from the door.
This yellow talisman can exchange his order with others.
He clearly held the most important item, but he didn't mention it to the players who regarded him as the backbone. He only squinted his eyes slightly, and his gaze was still wandering among the five people.
This time, he stayed on Ye Yanzhi for an extra long time.
…
The fish hit the bait sideways.
That night, Brother Tao tried his best to keep his eyes open, so as not to fall into a deep sleep immediately. After the others fell asleep one after another, he slowly took out the yellow talisman from his pocket. The talisman was extremely thin, and the writing on it was so thick that it seemed to flow from the paper.
He took a fire pocket from his side, and carefully lit a corner.
The flames danced between his fingers, a little orange.
When it was in the middle of the fire, Guiying's giggling laughter suddenly came from his ears: "Who do you want to trade with?"
Tao Ge didn't hesitate. He raised his fingertips and pointed straight at one of the five people.
"Change with him."
He said slowly in his heart, quite firmly, "I want to replace him."
Guiying looked forward along his fingers, and his smile deepened—it was Ye Yanzhi.
"You want to replace him?"
It repeated slowly, the light on the fire pocket flickered on and off, and the cold aura came from the back and forward, enveloping the player in front of it, "Are you sure you want to change him?"
Brother Tao didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately said: "Definitely!"
His confidence was built up after going through the day.
Kou Dong, who was supposed to die, didn't die, but No. 3, who shouldn't have died, died. After thinking about it, Brother Tao could only come up with one explanation—the thin young man who was captured earlier was No. 2.
Otherwise, why are his teammates indifferent
And why was man No. 3 suddenly changed in order and died prematurely
The most reasonable answer can only be that the young man changed his order when he was being bullied, swapping his own order with that of man No. 3. In this way, he suddenly became No. 3, but the man No. 3 became No. 2, so he died on the spot.
Since Kou Dong is not No. 12, who else can be No. 12
Combined with their previous performance and the meaning accidentally revealed inside and outside the words, he can only think of one candidate.
——It was Ye Yanzhi.
This inference is actually quite normal. After all, every normal player would never think that the accident of player No. 3 has nothing to do with this order at all, it is purely because he was blinded by lard and insisted on molesting the sweetheart of the game...
He reiterated again: "It's him."
The ghost baby let out a series of joyful giggling sounds, as if someone was clapping in the air, leaning forward and back in joy.
He felt the cold breath, who let out a hair-raising laugh on the neck of his neck.
Immediately afterwards, black smoke rose into the air from the man's side, Tao Ge heard the child's voice reply in a strange tone: "As you wish."
Brother Tao's heart finally fell back into his stomach.
The order has changed.
He finally became number 12.
He lay down in such extreme joy, and blew out the fire, without even noticing that the ghost baby was still in the air, looking down at him. To the other players, it didn't have a friendly attitude towards Kou Dong. The pair of small green hands slowly shrank around the man's neck, squeezing his air and breathing bit by bit.
It was a look that completely looked at a dead thing.
In the darkness, the nursery rhyme sounded again.
"One becomes nine, nine becomes one—"
"His order, you carry it!"