Woke Up, The Love Game Became A Thriller

Chapter 133: Ghost baby (14)

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Kou Dong politely refused: "That's unnecessary."

Okay, what kind of father are you looking for

Nothing to stir up family conflicts.

Guozi was still holding his hand, looking reluctant, insisting: "Daddy is looking for you too..."

Ye Yanzhi's face was completely blackened. Without making a sound, he stretched out his hand to touch the quilt, grabbed the lively second child and held it down, as if he wanted to do something, but Kou Dong hurriedly stopped him, "You can't fight!"

Ye Yanzhi sneered, his hands didn't loosen at all: "It doesn't matter, anyway, it's not your own."

"..."

Cub, be sober - you are not my own either!

Kou Dong feels a little hopeless about this world.

Ye Yanzhi violently suppressed his unrelated younger brother, and the cave fell into a long silence.

After a while, Kou Dong touched his leg.

The young man raised his eyelids again and glanced at him.

"Ok?"

Kou Dong and him posted a little closer, jumping back and forth between saying and not saying, and finally reminded softly: "Your brother will be crushed by you..."

The young man stared at him calmly, his tone was flat, without any ups and downs, "Kou Tiantian."

Kou Dong: "..."

Damn, this is the first time Ye Yanzhi called him that, and it gave him goosebumps.

He was keenly aware of the danger, so he chose to shut up.

"Go out and have a look tomorrow," Song Hong's voice came from the depths of the cave, "I suggest everyone go—to collect clues as soon as possible."

No objection.

Brother Tao is dead, and Song Hong has become the core figure in the team.

Only the strong man still raised his head, in a daze.

"Another one died."

he said suddenly.

No one answered in the cave, and the players curled up in one place seemed to be trembling even more.

"But he—but how did he die?"

The strong man murmured.

"He should be the fifth..."

The long-haired girl lost her voice: "Could it be that some of us are already dead?"

These words made the other people get goosebumps, and they unconsciously moved a little further away from the companions beside them.

Song Hong frowned and denied the speculation, "Don't think about it. At this moment, we can't even fight among ourselves—unity is more important than anything else."

But the players are still flustered, worrying about who will be next. In fact, the answer has already been fixed, it should be...

Song Hong suddenly realized something, and suddenly turned his head to look at Yin Qi.

The young man's skin is thin and white, and his eyes are curved, which are the kind of natural smiling eyes that people say. He met Song Hong's gaze, and called Song Ge timidly and as if puzzled.

He wasn't panicking.

"fine."

Song Hong comforted him, turned his head and exchanged glances with Ah Xue who was beside him.

Brother Tao's death was not unexpected, but the appearance of the clay figurine somewhat disturbed their thoughts. Thinking about it now, No. 2 was burned to death in the temple, and No. 3 already had a breath of remnant gas left at the beginning, and I'm afraid it's gone by now.

So that works out—

The next one should be Yin Qi.

Further down is Ye Yanzhi.

Immediately following him was himself, and even after him, he followed A Xue.

Maybe it's going to be completely wiped out!

The previous boulder fell back heavily on his heart again, and Song Hong couldn't sleep anymore. The death sequence is about to be their turn, and before the sequence officially comes, they must make a breakthrough.

Song Hong decided to stay awake tonight.

He must find something.

He endured it for a long time with his eyes open, until his eyes were red, and he kept pinching his thighs to barely retain a trace of sanity. But even though his entire thigh was bruised and purple, he still tilted his head uncontrollably when it was close to midnight, and soon his breathing became long and even.

A male clay figurine appeared outside the cave.

It lingered outside the cave, and finally slowly put one hand into the cave entrance, and its muddy fingertips lightly rubbed the body of the young man closest to the cave entrance.

A person not much bigger than its palm.

Two short breaths came out of its throat, and it spread its palms dissatisfiedly, trying to lift the person out.

"!"

The clay figurine was startled, and suddenly withdrew its fingertips. There was a whole piece of mud on it, and most of the knuckles were missing, revealing an ugly, uneven gap.

It doesn't feel pain, it just stares blankly at the missing section, as if it can't react.

After a while, the male clay figurine stretched his thick hand in again.

This time, it didn't even touch the young man's clothes. Under that thin layer of cloth, something attacked him mercilessly with its sharp teeth—it glimpsed two faint lights, followed by clear and crisp children's voices laughing.

"whee… "

The huge body of the male clay figurine stiffened suddenly.

An arm made of mud fell heavily to the ground, and immediately shattered, leaving only a handful of residue. With only one arm left, the clay figurine slowly moved its huge body away with its dark, lifeless eyes wide open.

At last it glimpsed something from the shadows of the cave. Right under its eyes, what it does not see, does not notice.

—It was a blue-faced child.

It curled up in the arms of the young man who was sleeping soundly, raised his head slightly, and used his mouth to grab the young man's chest. The piece of fabric was soaked, its face was close to the warm body of the stranger, only a little bit of cold teeth were exposed from the corner of the mouth, sucking greedily like a small animal.

The young man who didn't know it surrounded it in the posture of holding a baby, his pale face was calm and peaceful. One of his hands was still around the ghost baby's back, tightly protecting the baby.

This scene is absurd and weird, just like the Virgin Mary who feeds the devil with her body and saves the world.

The clay figurine took a few steps back in fear.

"what… "

It opened its mouth and made a monotonous repetitive sound.

"what!"

"shh-"

The ghost baby was finally annoyed by it, and put his fingers in front of his lips. The clay figurine's cry stopped abruptly, trembling all over, and suddenly slumped on the ground.

Ghost Baby narrowed his eyes.

"go."

It pointed its finger away.

The clay figurine immediately started to walk away from the cave without looking back.

Without the shelter, there was finally some light in the cave.

The ghost baby was still holding its head up, and its hand was pressing on the young man's abdomen. The body of the young man under this layer of clothing is thin and slender, and there is not much flesh on the waist, and the lower abdomen is so tight that it seems that the bones can be touched.

It let out two dissatisfied grumbles from its throat, and its small hands repeatedly stamped on the young man's stomach, as if it wanted to touch the organs hidden in the flesh.

"Want to go in..."

A creepy child's voice resounded in the cave. The ghost baby leaned tightly on this body, and pushed its head against it, almost embed itself completely, into the young man's bones, soaked in his blood.

"I want Daddy to give birth to me, to give birth to me."

"—Daddy, why don't you want me?"

"Why not me?"

It asked repeatedly, still caressing reluctantly.

"why?"

No one answered, and the young man who was leaning on it still fell asleep. Guiying opened his eyes and slowly climbed up his body. Finally, the two gloomy gazes stayed on Ye Yanzhi beside the young man and stopped moving.

"Damn," it muttered, "another yuck..."

He even robbed him of his father!

Still want to strangle it! !

Guiying'e started from his heart, and he simply strengthened his courage, and slowly stretched his hand towards Ye Yanzhi's neck. The closer it got its hand, the more it shook, and in the end it turned into sieves. The ghost baby frowned for a long time, and slapped its right hand.

What are you shaking!

outrageous! Isn't it just a person, what is there to be afraid of

Here, everyone has to listen to it—

Ye Yanzhi moved his fingers.

Guiying froze, all the lofty ambitions just now were in vain, his head turned 180 degrees, and he almost fell on his back from the young man in a hurry.

When it regained its stability, it realized that Ye Yanzhi just held the young man tighter. Kou Dong also turned around, put his head into his embrace familiarly, and hugged him inseparably.

Compared with the coaxing hug that Kou Dong hugged it just now, it is now purely a hug between lovers—the intimacy between adults.

"..."

Guiying stretched his face and became even more unhappy. He looked at Ye Yanzhi as if he was looking at a mistress who interfered in his parents' marriage, and was completely pissed off by this shameless family destroyer.

It lingered anxiously for a while, trying to break it apart with its hands - it didn't work, but it made them hug even tighter.

Can't spread it at all!

Guiying sincerely felt the despair and the seriousness of the problem. It also counted on keeping its father and its eldest father together, so that it could be reborn as soon as possible. But what's going on now? It absolutely does not want such a person to be its stepfather!

It lay on top of Kou Dong and was angry until dawn. At dawn, Kou Dong opened his eyes, and immediately heard his second son complaining, as if he was suing Ye Yanzhi.

Kou Dong felt dizzy when he heard the noise, and he was afraid of waking up others, so he had to deal with it mentally. But upon closer inspection, Ye Yanzhi had already carried the child's legs out of the cave, and without looking back, he slapped the ghost baby's ass.

The ghost baby was thrashed so hard by his beating that he couldn't breathe well, and the crying was intermittent.

Kou Dong: "..."

It's going to kill me.

These are two ticking time bombs.

Ye Yanzhi: "Are you crying again?"

Not to be outdone, Guiying continued to whine.

Ye Yanzhi said calmly, "If you cry again, you will make soup."

This little threat doesn't frighten the ghost baby, which keeps making noises. Ye Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, walked back with its two legs, and threw it back into Kou Dong's arms, "It's more courageous than yesterday."

Kou Dong caught it upright, and asked suspiciously, "How do you say it?"

Ye Yanzhi: "Yesterday I was afraid of making soup, but today I didn't respond to it."

He said, sweeping across the ghost baby's face lightly, "It's like changing a soul."

The ghost baby's choked sobs paused slightly.

Kou Dong also smelled it, and looked into his arms hesitantly.

He remembered that yesterday he suddenly became smart and started talking, and he only appeared after leaving the ruined temple.

so…

Kou Dong loosened his hand slowly.

This is still a key NPC! Maybe it's the final boss! !

He was holding the dungeon boss in his arms just now! ! !

Kou Dong is not feeling well. According to his usual experience, the final boss is usually the most perverted and sickest one. He hugged this little pervert all night, who knows what this little pervert will do to him

Thinking about it this way, he realized that there was a burning pain in his chest, which seemed to be worn out.

Lifting up the hem of the clothes again, Ye Yanzhi's eyes suddenly became murderous.

— Handprints all over the body.

Kou Dong, who was blue and purple, was dizzy from the shock—you can’t just use him as a canvas to print like this!

In the blink of an eye, Guiying realized that he was exposed, turned around and ran away. Kou Dong caught the air and watched it disappear in the air in an instant, leaving only a pool of deep red bloodstains on the ground.

Ye Yanzhi didn't care about the kid who ran away, he just strode up to Kou Dong's side and touched the mark on his abdomen, his face was gloomy and terrifying. Kou Dong looked at him like this, his heart pounded, and he comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay..."

Others woke up one after another. When Yin Qi stood up, he stared in confusion and asked, "What are Brother Ye and Brother Kou doing there?"

Seeing that Kou Dong was holding up his clothes for the other party to touch, his voice changed instantly, and he almost choked on his own saliva.

Holy crap, what kind of picture is this!

Is it so exciting

Song Hong was also quite surprised: "Your hands are so strong?"

He glanced at Ye Yanzhi.

"Aren't you gentle?"

The little girl's voice suddenly came from behind.

"At first glance, it's not human."

Song Hong took a closer look, sure enough. Such a small handprint is not something an adult man like Ye Yanzhi can leave behind.

He groaned and straightened up, "Has the baby ghost come here at night?"

Kou Dong didn't have the nerve to tell him that not only did he come, but he also slept with them all night...

"Hurry up." Song Hong made a conclusion, "I originally thought that if someone died during the day yesterday, it wouldn't act again at night. - Now it seems that it may not be so."

He looked at the other four people, No. 4, No. 5, No. 6, and No. 7, all of them were in front of him now. If they can't stop them, none of them can run away.

He continued: "Today, we must hurry up."

At the same time, a player outside the cave exclaimed: "What is that!"

This voice brought everyone together, and for the first time, they could see the whole picture outside the cave completely and clearly during the day.

What you see is mountains and hills, rolling up and down, but it is not an ordinary scenery. The ground is covered with grass, scattered with snow, and the grass underneath is densely red and green, stained scarlet by an unknown liquid.

But that's not the point.

When Kou Dong approached, he also understood what the people outside were exclaiming—there were so many ghosts in sight, all of them were evil ghosts with pale faces!

Their heads are small, their necks are thinner, like a needle point, but they have a strange big belly, like a big cloth bag on a compass with thin feet, which looks not very symmetrical. Holding the bowl in his thin hands, he greedily licked the bottom of the bowl with his extremely long tongue over and over again, as if he wanted to suck the remaining few drops from the top.

Not far away, there were figures like two hills, not mountains, but clay figurines who brought them. The evil spirits were close together, rubbing shoulders.

Seeing this level of concentration, Kou Dong felt a little dense phobia, and his throat moved involuntarily.

There is simply no place to stand.

The players watched the eating scene from top to bottom, motionless and stunned. They really don't want to think about what these ghosts are drinking, but the answer is actually quite clear.

—They drank soup.

A soup made from the player's flesh and blood.

The people around him suddenly let out a mournful cry, and the man who spoke seemed to have completely collapsed, staggering and walking towards the cave.

"I want to go back," he said loudly, "I want to go back to the temple! At least there are no such things there!"

Song Hong: "The temple is gone."

"Then I have to go back," the man stuck his neck, "I'm not waiting to die here!"

Song Hong didn't stop him either, "You can go."

"..."

This time, it was instead a man who hesitated. He yelled loudly, but he couldn't take a step.

They were brought by huge clay figurines, and it is unknown how long they walked. Now that there are no clay figurines, how could it be possible to walk back on one's own two legs

This can only be said.

The evil spirits below also found them, and they raised their heads one after another, staring greedily at the strangers in the cave. Their thin, bone-only arms were raised high, and they vaguely shouted words that the player could not understand, as if they were going to welcome the flesh and blood falling from above.

This scene made the players step back again, trying to stay as far away from them as possible. Several people looked and looked, but they couldn't see a way out of this group of evil spirits.

"I can't go down at all!" The strong man's mentality also collapsed, and he cursed, "How the hell are you looking for it?"

Without clues, how could they untie the ghost baby's knot

Could it be that they are waiting to die one by one in the cave

"Don't worry." Song Hong said, "This can't be a dead end."

There must be a way out.

He stared at these evil spirits, looked again and again, suddenly remembered something, and said, "They can't go near the ruined temple, which means there is something they are afraid of. Is it the red line?"

Having said that, everyone remembered the circle of red thread tied in front of the door. At that time they thought it was to imprison strangers, but they didn't expect not only to imprison strangers, but also to imprison evil spirits.

Ye Yanzhi stood with his arms crossed all the time, and only then did he lightly interject, "No."

Song Hong knew that he was wrong, and nodded, "That is purely afraid of ghost babies."

The strong man glanced back and forth between the two of them, not trusting: "Why do you believe what he says?"

Song Hong knew Ye Yan's ability well, so he naturally believed in him. But others had never seen Ye Yanzhi tear moths with his hands, so they naturally didn't believe it, and their eyes were full of suspicion.

Song Hong: "That's what he said when I came out of the temple."

The burly man spat on the ground and said rudely, "That's called a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse. What's the deal?"

He pointed at Kou Dong and the others and sneered.

"Your order, but you haven't said it yet. Two people died in front, the ghost knows if you did something wrong?"

Kou Dong also really couldn't figure it out, why he always likes to put ghosts on people's heads, maybe it's because he feels that what people do is more secure than what ghosts do

He felt that the human heart was much more terrifying than ghosts.

That being said, some people really nodded. Only the long-haired girl stood timidly by their side, "I don't think it's the red line either..."

She whispered her reasons, "All those will-o'-the-wisps have come in."

The strong man was a little helpless to refute, he suddenly rolled the whites of his eyes and turned his head away.

"They are afraid of baby ghosts." Song Hong said, "Right now, we have two paths. One is to borrow the name of baby ghosts, and the other is to borrow the power of clay figurines."

He paused, "The clay figurine's strength is hard to borrow, but the baby ghost can consider it."

The clay figurines were still some distance away from them, and if they really wanted to climb onto each other, they had to go down. In this way, their safest way is actually to sacrifice one person to lure away the evil spirits, and the rest take the opportunity to escape.

The long-haired girl hesitated: "But the baby ghost..."

The strong man also sneered and said, "It's true."

That's the final boss! Could it be that they just borrowed it

How to borrow

What should I do after I borrow it

One problem after another, there is no way to solve it. The strong man looked at them and felt that they were purely bragging, and the cowhide was blown to the sky.

Song Hong didn't answer, but slowly cast his eyes on Kou Dong, with a lot of meaning: "..."

Kou Dong: "..."

Kou Dong: "... ???"

It's him again? ?

Kou Dong was a little bit broken—if you had said earlier that you wanted it, it would still be useful, and he wouldn’t have revealed his identity in the morning!

no way.

Now that the second son has run away in anger, Kou's father has to rack his brains to think about how to get him back.

This is a big problem.

It turned out that Kou Dong used clay figurines to coax children. But now that the clay figurines he squeezed can become bigger, Kou Dong doesn't dare to show off his special skills.

If it was an adult NPC, he could still take a bath and change clothes, maybe he could catch the other party to peek at it.

But a son-type NPC like Ghost Baby...

Kou Dong couldn't make up his mind. He asked his eldest son about this question, but he got a cold answer from his elder son: "It's not necessary."

Kou Tiantian: "Oh, don't say such angry words..."

He didn't know why Ye Yanzhi liked to fight with Guiying so much. He obviously didn't accept the identity of his son, but now he was very good at jealousy, and he couldn't let him go.

Several vinegar factories were built.

Ye Yanzhi's gaze swept across his face calmly, and he didn't explain to the other party that what he cared about was not his son at all, but that this NPC dared to make a child with Kou Dong in the dungeon on his own initiative.

At most, the previous NPCs only dared to think about it. The reproductive cancer like a mermaid is just an addiction.

And this!

He actually had a child with Kou Dong!

Ye Yanzhi's hair has been green since the first day he entered this dungeon. If he can feel better, he will really see a ghost.

Is that hair

Is that grassland

He can run a horse on his head, how can he be expected to have a good face towards his illegitimate child

But Kou Dong looked at him blankly, obviously very trusting, "You must have an idea."

There was a sudden movement in Ye Yanzhi's heart, and he felt a little uncontrollable soft-heartedness. After being silent for a while, he slowly replied, "It's actually quite simple."

Kou Dong listened attentively, he really couldn't grasp the pulse of this kind of child.

Ye Yanzhi pierced the NPC's mind: "What it minds is that you love other children."

Old Kou's father: "That's easy."

Anyway, he still has a cub in front of him, it just hurts—

"If you want it to come out, you have to make it easier." Ye Yanzhi said lightly, "Look at its behavior last night, it still retains its instincts."

Kou Dong suddenly had a bad premonition, his chest throbbed with pain, and the two red lumps seemed to swell even higher.

"What instinct?"

The young man said calmly and composedly, "All babies suck milk."

Kou Dong: "..."

Kou Dong: "!!!"

What nonsense, I—I'm not for you to use like this! ! !

The author has something to say:

Ye Yanzhi: Lift up your clothes. —I'm going to piss this kid off.

Kou Tiantian: ...

Damn you look into my eyes, how dare you tell me you have no selfish intentions! ! !