As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

The scarred man turned pale with fright. Still, he pretended to be calm and glanced up quickly.

He glanced very fast, afraid of seeing something terrible. But when I looked down, I couldn't see anything but the ceiling.

Everyone looked at the other side nervously and whispered, "What did you see?" "Nothing."

Lian Qiao shrugged: "Why should I scare you? If I want to hurt you, I will do it directly, and I need to scare you?"

Everyone: "..." You are indeed the unity of knowledge and action.

Scarface also felt that what he said was very reasonable, but as the one who was attacked, the anger in his heart could not be swallowed. He pointed at Lian Qiao's nose, and was about to curse when he suddenly felt his cheeks get hot. Something slammed into his face again.

The man with the scar was irritated, and he opened his mouth and said: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, a **** mouth appeared in the air without warning, and when he opened his mouth, he bit off the scarred man's head!

Before the scarred man could react, his body twitched and fell to the ground. The neck cavity was like a broken faucet, desperately gushing blood, spattering a large amount of blood red on the ground. The headless corpse twitched on the ground, like a fish that was ripped open but didn't know it was dead.

Everyone was horrified and looked at a ghost hanging upside down from the ceiling.

It was a pale man in ragged clothes. Its limbs are as thin as bamboo poles, but its belly is as big as a drum. At first glance, it looks like a big-bellied spider. However, he didn't spin silk, he just puffed out his cheeks and chewed.

The man was huge, and his mouth opened like a basin, so it was easy to chew a living head. With a look of great enjoyment on his pale face, he bit the head with a crackling sound, and bone fragments kept falling out of the corners of his mouth.

Everyone watched helplessly as he swallowed the human head, even the minced meat leaking from the corner of his mouth. Long slender fingers ran across the blood-red lips, greedily stuffing the minced meat back into his mouth. The man's expression changed from enjoyment to contentment, gudonggudong, swallowing all his flesh and blood.

Everyone was stunned, standing on the spot like a puppet.

until Lian Qiao said slowly: "It turned out to be a starving ghost."

Then everyone reacted - that's a ghost!

Some ran outside, some ran to the kitchen, and some panicked and ran upstairs.

However, those little bunnies on the second floor who were watching the fun had long since hid in the room, and the dean was also missing, perhaps hiding with the children.

The Hungry Ghost did not rush to chase, but jumped on the scarred man and frantically devoured his remaining corpse.

In the blink of an eye, Lian Qiao had already run away. All that was left in the living room was the cackling of hungry ghosts.

Lian Qiao glanced at the little apple beside him, and asked a little surprised: "Why don't you run?"

Little Apple pouted: "It's useless to run, and you can't get out. It's better to fight." After speaking, he took out the watermelon knife that Lian Qiao lent him.

Little Apple picked up the watermelon knife A after saying that. I saw the hand rise and fall, and the watermelon knife cut off the hungry ghost. However, the hungry ghost seemed to be unconscious, still gnawing at the corpse without even turning his head.

It turns out that the hungry ghost has no entity. No matter how ruthlessly Little Apple slashed, it all slashed on the phantom, unable to cause any damage to the hungry ghost.

Material Free?

Physical Immunity?

It is rare to hear game terms, and even Qiao is greatly surprised. He held back a smile and asked, "What should I do? Do you know magic?"

"What are you thinking, of course not." Little Apple rolled his eyes at him and reached out to pull him, "Forget it, let's go! The plot kills this! (Note

"Wait." Even Qiao didn't move, but handed the baby in her arms to her, "Hold me for a while, let me try." Then he put his hand into the backpack.

Little Apple's eyes lit up, full of anticipation for what kind of peerless treasure he would pull out, but he never imagined that even Joe was holding the classic crowbar.

"Try it and say it again!" Before even Qiao's words were finished, people rushed out.

The hungry ghost has eaten the corpse, leaving only bits of meat and bones on the ground. At this time, he just turned his head and looked at the fresh two with covetousness.

Lian Qiao waved the crowbar and gave him a look at the door. The Hungry Ghost didn't take it seriously at first, and smiled yinly, neither dodging nor dodging. But the moment he saw the crowbar, his face suddenly changed, and he shrank his neck to hide.

He is really afraid of crowbars!

Lian Qiao swung in the air, immediately changed direction, and smashed at the hungry ghost again. This time, the hungry ghost not only dodged in advance, but even used both hands and feet to climb to the corner of the house extremely flexibly, grinning and roaring at him.

This hungry ghost is obviously very afraid of crowbars. Little Apple was stunned and blurted out, "Why?!"

Lian Qiao: "It's been opened."

Apple: "???"

Lian Qiao was too lazy to talk, picked up the crowbar and rushed towards the hungry ghost. The hungry ghost glared at him viciously, then turned his head and slammed into the wall. Like milk into water, it disappeared without a sound.

Lian Qiao stared at the empty wall with a crowbar, feeling lost.

Little Apple chuckled: "It's all your fault for not taking out the crowbar sooner. The blame slipped away."

She said the "weird" slipped away, not the "ghost" slipped away. There is no doubt about this familiar tone.

Lian Qiao raised his mouth: "You also like to play games?"

Little Apple was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Yes, I'm a game nerd... how about you?"

A strong sense of intimacy rose in Lian Qiao's heart. But now is not the time to recognize relatives, he quickly walked back to Little Apple, stretched out his hand and said, "Give it back to me."

"Don't, let me hug me for a while! This little boy is so cute." Little Apple grinned and hid, and squeezed a hand on Little Honeysuckle's face, "Ah, this little face It feels so good, I've thought about it for a long time... woo!"

Little Honeysuckle bit her finger!

The little apple was in pain and retracted her hand suddenly. Accidentally, the hand holding Little Honeysuckle also loosened, and the swaddle suddenly slipped from her arms!

The two were shocked. Fortunately, Lian Qiao was very responsive and caught Ren Dong quickly, which prevented a tragedy.

Although there was no danger, Lian Qiao was still in a cold sweat. His heart was beating wildly, he hugged the honeysuckle tightly in his arms, and yelled at Little Apple: "What are you doing! You can't even hold a child!"

Not finished.

"Hmm!"

He froze and lowered his head, and was shocked to find that Honeysuckle actually bit him hard!

Lian Qiao's first reaction was why are you biting me, but when she blurted out, it became—

"You have teeth?!"

Little Honeysuckle: “…”

Honeysuckle was stunned by his wonderful reaction, and could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

Lian Qiao instantly forgot the tooth marks on his fingers, carefully opened Honeysuckle's mouth, and counted the teeth in his mouth. Immediately, he said excitedly: "You have teeth! Three! They finally grow hahahaha!"

Honeysuckle: "..." He turned his head awkwardly, smacking his lips, and said nothing.

Lian Qiao was immersed in the joy that the baby finally had teeth, and kissed the little honeysuckle, wishing to throw him into the sky. Little Apple rubbed the tips of her sore fingers, and said suspiciously, "Your son... No, is there something wrong with your partner? How can you like to bite?"

Lian Qiao's mood was rippling, and the ending rose: "I don't know~"

Little Apple: "..." This old father also seems to have something wrong with his brain.

The Hungry Ghost ran away and disappeared. The teammates who were running away came back one after another, and after listening to the explanations of the two, they were extremely surprised.

How can a seemingly useless baby see a ghost? Well, after all, it is normal for children to see things that others cannot.

How can a lighted crowbar kill a ghost? Uh... it seems to make sense. But how did Lian Qiao bring the crowbar to Buddha to consecrate it?

Can this thing still be consecrated? ? ?

In any case, the crisis is temporarily relieved. The director of the welfare home, Shi Shiran, came down at this time, and asked everyone in surprise: "Everyone, it's so late, are you still resting?"

The dean was upright, as if it really wasn't what happened just now, and said pleasantly: "If you still don't want to sleep, please speak softly, the children are going to sleep."

Everyone had complicated expressions, thinking that the children in your hospital are really strong psychologically, and there are ghosts downstairs, and they fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

Speaking of which, this dean might be a group with ghosts, after all, they are all NPCs...

These old players who have been abused by dungeons with PTSD have always been vigilant, not only against each other, but also against NPCs. Lian Qiao was too lazy to talk to these people, so he carried Xiao Rendong back upstairs.

Back in the bedroom, Lian Qiao cautiously locked the door. Turning around, his heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason, as if someone had been to this room.

He surveyed the room carefully.

There are two beds, both adult beds. It stands to reason that one more person can live here, but for some reason, the dean did not arrange other players to live in this room, but left Lian Qiao and Xiao Rendong alone.

Lian Qiao quickly found the reason why he felt strange.

On the only small table in the room, there was a small plate. He walked over with honeysuckle in his arms and saw a few bear biscuits on the plate.

…Who gave them cookies while they were away?

Lian Qiao picked up a biscuit and looked at it in surprise. This biscuit is simple in shape and has no aroma. It is estimated that it is a bargain for a few dollars a pack now. But in the '90s, that was something of a quirk.

Lian Qiao watched for a long time and didn't see anything, but the little honeysuckle in his arms called "ah, ah" twice, and stretched out his fleshy arm towards the biscuit.

Even Joe thought he wanted to study the biscuits, so he handed one over. Unexpectedly, Honeysuckle took the biscuits and stuffed them directly into his mouth.

Lian Qiao was shocked and subconsciously grabbed it: "Hey! Don't eat it! What if it's poisonous!"

Little Honeysuckle shook her head. A pair of black eyes were bright, with tears in their eyes. He held the small cookie and chewed it bit by bit with the only three deciduous teeth. Tears kept rolling in his eyes.

Lian Qiao was stunned, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

"This...is the room you grew up living in?"

Little Honeysuckle nodded.

Lian Qiao suddenly understood.

Snow night, winter, the man who bleeds all the way but insists on walking to the welfare home.

It's Zhongxiu.

The author has something to say:

Plot kill: refers to the failure of the battle arranged due to the need of the plot in the rpg game. For example, in the novice period, I encountered a powerful boss in the late stage. Although the protagonist can fight for a while, the nitrogen boss is far more powerful than the player, and it is impossible to win. Even if the player wins the battle through super high combat skills, he will be directly "defeated" in the plot.