Kill the game! Become a villain in a mysterious world

There was only one wall lamp on in the room.

The light vaguely warmed most of Quan Heng's body, and the corners of his clothes and shoulders that were submerged in the darkness were hazy and blurred, like a wet oil painting that had just been finished without any modifications and the edges were still furry.

[Although the species are different, Quan Heng is indeed...ahem, good-looking (twisting.jpg)]

[Don’t be pretentious upstairs, beauty + anything is a killing weapon, but beauty alone is food and prey, focus on the plot]

[Well, this should be the prediction of the plot. In the first frontier, I have only seen the predictions of the Mad Hatter and the Earl, the Night Watch, the Forbidden Queen, and the Thugs. It was too early, and I didn’t watch the videos.]

[Tsk, a high-potential newcomer, I don’t know what Quan Heng’s predicted sequence will be]

[Stop talking, look at the photo frame in Quan Heng’s hand]

Lens zooms in.

The five people in the family photo are harmonious and warm. The three- and four-year-old cousins ​​are all well-behaved and cute. The style of the photo in the hands of the wife on the third floor is very different.

It can be called a deception in the world of light and a frame in the world of hell.

[Hiss... This is not exactly the same style as the family portrait in the hands of my wife on the third floor, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it! ——But this also shows that Quan Heng knows that the relationship between the residents of this building and the ghost mother is not simple, they are relatives! ]

[But Quan Heng has never seen the residents on the third floor. This family portrait has a similar face to the game monster. There is no other connection with it. It is different from Xue Rou’s description. There is no way to contact him!

And she seemed to know that there was something wrong with Kelsang first (PS: I don’t even know what’s wrong with Kelsang now), and then she met the residents on the third floor. I’m sorry for the time it took for the information to be obtained]

On the screen, Quan Heng lowered his fingers on his forehead and stroked his cousin's face thoughtfully.

[What is Quan Heng thinking? (Scratching his head and ears), can you read the audience’s minds? With my quotient, I really can’t see through this person]

[Monsters, there is a doubt. I remember that Quan Heng was not surprised when he saw the woman on the third floor. This live broadcast shot gave a close-up.

Furthermore, based on Quan Heng’s IQ, I guess she pushed it from [Gelsang has a problem] to the residents on the third floor who have never been there and also has a problem, and then contacted to predict the plot and learned about the kinship]

[Then it seems that Quan Heng didn’t see the residents on the third floor because of some strange mistake, damn! The clues for predicting the plot are completely useless! So unlucky]

[Several smart people upstairs, wait a minute. Do you think we can extrapolate from Kelsang’s problem to the problem of the residents on the third floor? Hiss, the third floor is related to the ghost mother... so Gesang is also related to the ghost mother? No, no, no, your logic is wrong, right? ?

Even if Gesang's question is I am related to the ghost mother, it cannot be directly inferred that the residents on the third floor are relatives in the family portrait! After all, the female ghost on the fifth floor and the werewolf are not related by blood. This analysis is too flawed. How can Quan Heng be sure that there must be something wrong with the residents on the third floor? ]

[What if... Quan Heng saw not Zhao Liang, but the family Xue Rou described? ]

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a knock on the door.

[who is it? ! ]

[Laughing so hard, it seems everyone is going to have PTSD in response to the knock on the door]

Boom, boom, boom!

The knocking on the door intensified.

Quan Heng seemed to sigh softly, put down the family photo, and opened the door in a familiar manner——

Outside the door, a couple snuggled closely in their arms holding a glass jar with the fetal body sealed. Quan Heng’s invisible kid was lying on his mother’s shoulder, grinning solemnly in the live broadcast footage.

The three members of the family all raised their eyes and smiled at Quan Heng.

Aunt, uncle, how are you? And...

Quan Heng calmly opened the door and paused slightly when his eyes touched the glass jar. There seemed to be a slight and meaningful smile passing through his eyes, gentle and sharp with ease.

——My cousin who unfortunately turned into a brat.

[Holy shit! ! I knew it! There was no chance of missing it by mistake, Quan Heng knew it from the beginning! ! This old fox didn't even show the tip of his tail! ! ]

[Co-author Quan Heng knew everything from the time Xue Rou mentioned that there was a kid on the third floor? ! It is not based on the third floor based on Kelsang, but based on the relationship between the third floor and the third floor. Maybe there is a problem? ! ]

[Damn it! But what exactly is the problem? What is the relationship between the residents in this building and the ghost mother? ! ! ]

The live broadcast screen flashed with snowflakes again and returned to the real-time picture.

The altar full of incense emits white smoke, and dense red fire spots gather in the smoke like strange eyes from another world.

The enshrined tablet began to shake, and the incense condensed into a column and was sucked into the tablet. The couple who stood in the living room and stared at the tablet looked at each other with a smile of success.

Inside the ancestral hall.

So... this family is the sister of Gui Mama, and you can realize that the relationship between the residents of this building and Gui Mama is unusual, and this factor is also affected. After listening to Quan Heng's story, Tang Baoli concluded.

They are not the sisters of the ghost mother, but the sisters of the ghost father, Quan Heng corrected, You can't tell the difference between relatives?

...Yes, I won't call anyone during the Chinese New Year, I will only check my phone.

Tang Baoli's expression was hard to describe. He seemed to have suffered the torment of complex family relationships, and he was quite troubled.

Besides, why haven't I seen a ghost dad here? Isn't there just a ghost mom? What is a ghost dad...

嘤-嘤嘤嗘嗘...

The child's laughter suddenly sounded.

The object covered by the red cloth on the desk shook wildly, and a large amount of white smoke exploded with a bang. The red cloth was also blown away, and fell on the dense red ropes in the room.

The bells tied to the red rope swung wildly, one string after another, and the whole room was disturbed by the noisy sound of bells.

[Ding dong! KP Tip: Player Tang Bao was attacked by the bell, and the SAN value fluctuated greatly! The current data is 15%, please stabilize it as soon as possible! 】

[Ding dong! KP Tip: Player Quan Heng was attacked by the bell, and the SAN value fluctuated greatly! The current data is 7%! 】

The room was shrouded in mist, and the yellow symbols of suppression lit up one after another.

Ahem... Damn! The door is indeed locked!

Tang Bao couldn't hold the door open, so he suppressed his annoyance and looked around, his eyes suddenly fixed, and he raised his finger:

Over there!

Quan Heng turned his eyes and looked.

The dim light of the yellow talisman extruded white smoke and illuminated a wall lifelessly. One could vaguely see the blood-red baby's handprints crawling between the shadowy bells.

- Something is coming out.