"A ghost!? That human's stomach is really a ghost!"

In a dark room outside a certain instance, black ghosts stared at the screen in front of the screen, and the excited voice was very sharp.

"Shut up, be quiet." A low voice sounded behind them, and the ghosts immediately closed their mouths obediently.

Sitting on the sofa was a man whose face could not be seen clearly. He casually rested his feet on the coffee table and stared at Jing Huan on the TV screen.

On the screen, although others were staring at him with skeptical eyes, this beautiful human didn't react much, just raised his hand gently and touched his lower abdomen.

It's really interesting. Finally, an interesting human being came, who is so calm when pregnant with a devil, and even has love for the deadly thing in his stomach.

Another poor bastard who was tricked around by ghosts, and I don't know which Specter is so cunning.

The man thought with great interest and focused his eyes and attention.

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In the copy, the eyes of the others widened when they heard Bu Taiqing's words.

"Ghost fetus? What is ghost fetus?"

"Look! His stomach really seems to bulge out a bit!"

"So there is something in his stomach? Tumor?"

"No, it's not a small thing like a tumor." Bu Taiqing explained : "The ghost fetus is an extremely sinister evil ghost. After a person has sex with a ghost, sometimes people will become pregnant with this kind of thing. Both men and women can get pregnant. The ghost fetus will madly absorb the life of the host, and when it finally matures , will eat the host's internal organs and open the host's stomach. Anyone who is pregnant with a ghost will die in a terrible state."

But... Bu Taiqing looked at Jing Huan's abdomen and his expression became greedy.

He was indeed a Taoist priest during his lifetime. Although ghosts are evil to people, they are different for dead people. If he can eat the immature ghost, a newly dead ghost like him can gain powerful power. At that time, this dungeon can't embarrass him at all, and he can easily get the chance to be reborn through the game!

Jing Huan felt his malicious gaze, and his eyes became a little colder.

Bu Taiqing put away the greed in his eyes, and said in a serious tone, "This little brother, you are young, I can help you get rid of this ghost, as long as you pay a small price?"

However, Jing Huan remained expressionless and replied calmly. : "No need."

Bu Taiqing's eyes widened. Logically speaking, this person should cry bitterly and immediately kneel beside his thigh to plead and thank him, why this person...

"You figured it out!? It has been nine months, and you will mature in three months, and you will die miserably! In fact, you are not feeling well right now, your energy is low, and your physical strength is low. Seeing that you have been sitting there, it is estimated that you have been standing there for a long time. It's difficult."

"Yeah." Jing Huan's tone was sloppy, but he still didn't mean to be nervous. He even put his hand on his lower abdomen back into the pocket of his windbreaker, and said recklessly: "So I want to go to rest now, no With you all the way."

His windbreaker opened with the movement, revealing the condition of his lower abdomen. It is slightly bulging and the arc is not large. This shape may not look good on any man or woman, but there is not much sense of disobedience in him, and it even dilutes his cold temperament.

Bu Taiqing couldn't control the expression on his face, he was shocked and angry: "Are you mentally ill!? You are courting death! At least you can save your life with me!"

"No, I dare not let a murderer come. Help me."

After speaking, he slowly walked up the steps with his feet up, and said to the panicked couple on the steps, "Please let me go."

Song Jiankai and Zhao Xinmeng immediately stepped aside, and looked at him slightly nervously and suspiciously. A raised belly.

Jing Huan was too lazy to care about them. He walked to the door and looked up and down at the blood-red door. He raised his hand and knocked on it twice.

"Dong, dong." The

dull sound was especially obvious in the silent environment. People around him did not expect him to be so bold, and dared to directly knock on this abnormal door.

A few people who were very close to the door immediately panicked and fled away, for fear that a ghost would come out from inside and eat the person directly.

Bu Taiqing scolded: "Such a reckless newcomer is definitely the first to die..."

With a creak, the red lacquered wooden door made a sour sound, a gap opened, and a dim red light lit up inside.

Everyone took a deep breath and stared nervously at the crack of the door... From inside, two girls, dressed in maid uniforms, held an electric baton in their hands.

They were so nervous that when they saw Jing Huan outside the door, they were completely stunned.

Jing Huan and them looked at each other for two seconds, then asked coldly but politely, "Hello, I'm here to be invited to exorcise ghosts." The

two maids then reacted and bowed their heads shyly: "I'm sorry, but... Are you really here to get rid of ghosts?"

Jing Huan's body was a little thin and beautiful, and he looked like a lost traveler, not a person who came desperately to get rid of ghosts.

He nodded to the maid and asked, "I am, can you briefly introduce the situation here?" When the

others saw that there was no danger, they immediately approached slowly, wanting to hear the conversation clearly. Bu Taiqing was beaten in the face when he spoke, his face was red, and he followed silently at the end without saying a word.

The maid replied dutifully: "This is the old house of the Cheng family. The ancestors lived by controlling ghosts, and now they are gradually declining. But there are still many ghosts sealed in this old house, and our lady... She wants to sell the old house. , but you can't sell it without getting rid of the ghosts in the old house, so she hired a lot of money to get rid of the ghosts."

This is probably the background of this dungeon, and the group of them are the ghost killers who were forced to arrange it. The requirements of this game copy now seem to be very clear, that is, to remove ghosts.

Jing Huan pondered, and lowered his head to catch a glimpse of the two maids' expressions of fear and entanglement.

"Do you have anything else to say?" he asked.

The two maids shivered and glanced at the courtyard behind them in unison, as if they were afraid of what was inside. They showed struggling expressions again, and finally said cautiously: "Guests... have you really thought about it? You probably shouldn't be here..."

Oh, it might not seem that simple.

Jing Huan glanced inside the door, it was a very classical courtyard, behind the door was a small open space facing the shadow wall. The shadow wall has always been carved with auspicious reliefs, but this homeowner has carved a picture of a hundred ghosts here, which is very infiltrating.

As expected of a house in a horror game, it's not a good place to tell visitors that it's not a good place.

"We have no choice." Jing Huan asked indifferently, "Can we go in?"

Seeing that they couldn't persuade people to come, the two maids could only open the door to welcome everyone in.

The group of people in the back are like stalkers, hurry up to keep up. The moment they stepped into the old house, the scene changed, the surrounding night scene disappeared, and it became the appearance of just dawn, the darkness shrouded outside the old house disappeared, and when they looked up, they could see the sky and the sun, but even if There is light, but this yard has a chilling feeling of coldness.

When he passed through the hanging flower gate of the courtyard and reached the main courtyard, he felt even more cold. Jing Huan looked around. Dead plants, unknown murals, and twisted decorations could make ordinary people tremble with fear.

In addition, the layout of this old house is the same as that of ordinary courtyard houses, but it is a relatively large family. There are side doors on both sides of the main courtyard leading to different courtyards.

The maid stopped in the main courtyard, turned around and shrank again and started to speak: "Welcome to the old house of the Cheng family. The guests must already know the content of the entrustment, please complete the task as soon as possible... Otherwise, the lady may be angry. The housing provided by us is located on the west side of the courtyard, and we will deliver the food regularly. If you have any questions, you can ask us, or you can go to the room behind the main house to find the lady... But if you are looking for the lady... all guests... be careful. Okay." The

maid said at the end, her body trembled even more, and her expression was terrified as if she had seen something terrible.

The maid's reaction has already clearly hinted at the problem, it's a good time to get information!

Bu Taiqing, who has been silent in the crowd, has found the right time. Now everyone else is unwilling to trust him. It is a terrible thing to be placed in a co-op dungeon. He must make others trust him again, at least let him form a team Act together.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Jing Huan angrily, and squeezed in front of the maid at the same time.

He asked, "Miss, what are you afraid of?" The

maids froze and started shaking their heads in panic.

Bu Taiqing forced a smirk and said, "It doesn't matter, we came to this place to get rid of evil spirits to protect ordinary people, so we will also protect you..." But

after he said this, the two maids were even more frightened. I kept glancing in the direction of the main room in the back room, as if there were floods and beasts over there.

Why don't these two NPCs talk shit?

Bu Taiqing was very anxious, but he was interrupted when he wanted to continue to ask questions.

"Where is the ghost in this old house? I don't seem to see it now?" Jing Huan said, his voice was not loud but pleasant, and he immediately attracted the attention of the two maids.

They replied obediently: "Ghosts and darkness come together. The daytime here is very short, please be careful."

Jing Huan nodded, and then asked: "That means, there is still time to rest now. Do you have a guest room ready?"

Maid and others: ...? ? ?

Doesn't this mean that time is running out, we should hurry up to investigate and explore? How come there is still time to rest! ?

Bu Taiqing said in shock, "You're actually thinking of taking a rest? When you enter the dungeon, there is usually no immediate danger. This is the best time to explore!" But

Jing Huan turned a deaf ear. . The others looked at each other, subconsciously preparing to follow.

Bu Taiqing gritted his teeth and shouted, "Are you all going crazy too!? Go to rest at this time, and wait for your death after dark!? He doesn't know how to play this game at all, and he still has a ghost child in his stomach, you and him! ? Be careful of being torn apart by what's in his stomach!"

This sentence roared the others, who immediately began to hesitate.

At this time, Jing Huan had already passed through the side door and entered the West Cross Courtyard. This yard is as dark and cold as the main yard. The ground is full of dust and dead branches and leaves. There is a small yard in the middle, surrounded by a circle of corridors connecting the rooms in all directions.

Just as Jing Huan stepped into the West Cross Courtyard, there were hurried footsteps behind him. Looking back, it was a very familiar little fat man.

"Oh, so you are here." Jing Huan looked at him and said.

"I've always been there! And I'm right next to you, didn't you see me when you left!?" The little fat man was sad and helpless.

He was the little fat man that Jing Huan met at the bus station at the beginning, and he fell into the sea and woke up together in this weird game. But this little fat man has been silently huddled in the corner, his presence is inexplicably low, and most of the time he is ignored.

Jing Huan recalled carefully: "Oh, what's your name?"

"My name is Song Tong..." The little fat man's voice was a little vague.

Jing Huan nodded, and said "Hello" indifferently, then turned around and continued to walk forward. But the footsteps behind him followed.

"What are you doing with me?"

Song Tong stopped the car, he seemed to be a little afraid of Jing Huan, grabbed his clothes and struggled for a while and asked, "You reminded me on the platform not to get in the car, do you know what would happen!?"

"You think too much." After Jing Huan finished speaking, he turned around and didn't care about anyone at all.

He was so tired that he didn't rest all night and gave birth to a cub in his womb, which consumed a lot of physical strength and energy. It's dangerous here, but don't have the energy to explore without resting.

He walked directly to the main room across the hospital, but he didn't know that the footsteps behind him followed.

Jing Huanhei walked to the door with a sullen face, felt a little bit and made sure that there was no danger inside, and quickly opened the door, went in and turned to close the door.

But Song Tong's chubby body was extraordinarily flexible. He had already put his round face in, and was caught by the door and called out "Ow".

"Are you... courting death?" Jing Huan had run out of patience, his beautiful face was full of killing intent, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows.

Song Tong was startled, but still insisted on being stuck in the crack of the door, and said with difficulty: "Please let me follow you! Please!"

Jing Huan said impatiently: "There are more people there, you go with them. "

Song Tong replied: "I think you are more powerful, you are a good person, and you reminded me not to get in the car... Although I don't believe it at all."

"Haha." Jing Huan suddenly laughed twice, his chin raised slightly stand up.

He suddenly showed an extremely bad smile, like a beauty snake spitting out a letter.

"I'm not a good person? That magician is right? The little baby in my belly is extremely sinister and terrifying. I have worked hard to support him. Guess what I did?"

He Saying that, a slender finger touched Song Tong's chin.

Song Tong's voice began to tremble: "...what, what..."

The smile on Jing Huan's face widened, full of malice: "My little baby said, you look thin and tender, and it seems delicious..."

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