Kou Dong politely refused: "This is not necessary."

All right, what kind of father are you looking for?

No family conflict.

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

Ye Yanzhi's face was completely black. Silently, he stretched out his hand to touch the quilt, grabbed the second child who was jumping around and pressed it, as if he was about to start, Kou Dong hurriedly stopped him, "Don't fight!"

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

"..."

Cub, stay awake - you're not my own!

Kou Dong felt a little desperate for this world.

Ye Yanzhi raped his brother, who was not related by blood at all, and fell into a long silence in the cave.

After a while, Kou Dong touched his leg.

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

"Um?"

Kou Dong posted a little closer to him, jumping between talking and not talking, and finally reminded in a low voice, "Your brother will be crushed by you..."

The young man stared at him calmly, his tone was light, without the slightest hesitation, "Kou Tiantian."

Kou Dong: "..."

Damn, this was the first time Ye Yanzhi called him that, and he actually got goosebumps when he called him.

He was acutely 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 to go - gather clues as soon as possible."

No one objected.

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

Only the strong man still raised his head, stunned.

"Another one died."

he said suddenly.

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

"But he—but how could 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 everyone else get goosebumps, and they unconsciously moved away from their companions.

Song Hong frowned and denied the speculation, "Don't think about it. At this time, we can't have internal strife - unity is more important than anything else."

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

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

The young man's skin is thin and white, and his eyes are curved, the kind of natural smiling eyes that people say. He met Song Hong's gaze, timidly, and called out to Brother Song in confusion.

He didn't panic.

"fine."

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

Brother Tao's death was not unexpected, but the appearance of the clay figurines disturbed their thoughts somewhat. Now that I think about it, No. 2 has been burned to death in the temple, and No. 3 has a residual breath left at the beginning, I am afraid that it is long gone now.

Counting like this-

The next one should be Yin Qi.

Further down, it was Ye Yanzhi.

Followed by himself, and even after him, followed by A Xue.

...

If it's not good, this is going to be wiped out!

The previous big stone fell back into his heart again, and Song Hong couldn't sleep. The death sequence was about to be their own turn, and before the sequence officially came, they had to make a breakthrough.

Song Hong decided to wake up tonight.

He must find something.

He kept his eyes open for a long time, until his eyes were red, and he kept pinching his thighs to barely retain a trace of sanity. But even though he had pinched his entire thigh to blue and purple, he still tilted his head uncontrollably as it approached midnight, and his breathing soon became long and even.

The figure of the male clay figurine appeared outside the cave.

It wandered outside the cave, and finally slowly put a hand into the cave entrance, and the mud fingertips lightly rubbed the young man closest to the cave entrance.

A person not much bigger than its palm.

It made two short breath sounds from its throat, and spread its palms flat in dissatisfaction, trying to hold the person out.

"!"

The clay figurine was suddenly startled, and suddenly retracted his fingertips. A whole piece of mud had fallen from 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, and seems to be unable to respond.

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

This time, it didn't even touch the corner of the youth's clothes. Under that thin layer of cloth, something mercilessly attacked him with its sharp teeth - it caught a glimpse of two faint lights, followed by a crisp, playful child's voice.

"Whee……"

The huge body of the male clay figurine suddenly stiffened.

A mud arm fell heavily to the ground, and it shattered immediately, leaving only a handful of debris left. With only one arm left, the clay figurine opened his swarthy, lacklustre eyes, and slowly moved his huge body away.

It finally caught a glimpse of something from the shadows of the cave. Right under its eyes, what it has not seen, what it has not noticed.

- It was a bruised child.

It curled up in the arms of the soundly sleeping youth, raised its head slightly, and used its mouth to grab the youth's chest. The piece of cloth was soaked, and its face was close to the warm body of the stranger, with only a little bit of cold teeth showing from the corners of its mouth, sucking greedily like a small beast.

The ignorant young man embraced it in a posture of holding a baby, and his pale face was calm and peaceful. One of his hands was still wrapped around the ghost baby's back, protecting him tightly.

This scene is absurd and bizarre, just like the Virgin who feeds demons and purifies the world.

The clay figurine took a few steps back in fear.

"what……"

It opened its mouth and made a monotonous, repetitive sound.

"Ah!"

"Shh-"

The ghost baby was finally disturbed by it impatiently, and put his fingers in front of his lips. The clay figurine's cry stopped abruptly, his body trembled, and he suddenly slumped to the ground.

The ghost baby narrowed his eyes.

"go."

It pointed its finger far away.

The clay figurine immediately took a step forward and left the cave with one foot deep and one foot shallow without looking back.

There was no shelter, and finally there was a little light in the cave.

The ghost baby was still holding his head up, his hand on the young man's belly. The young man under this layer of clothing is thin and slender, with not much flesh on his waist, and his lower abdomen is so firm that he can feel bones.

There were two dissatisfied mutterings from its throat, and its small hands were repeatedly imprinted on the young man's stomach, as if to touch the organs hidden in the flesh.

"Want to go in..."

Creepy children's voices sounded in the cave. The ghost baby leaned on this body tightly, and used his head to push the head, almost embedding himself into the young man's bones, soaking it in his blood.

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

"—Dad, why don't you want me?"

"Why not me?"

It asked repeatedly, still rubbing reluctantly.

"why?"

No one answered, and the young man leaned on by it was still asleep. The ghost baby opened his eyes and slowly climbed up along his body, and finally the two dense gazes stopped on Ye Yanzhi beside the young man, and stopped moving.

"Damn," it muttered, "it's nasty again..."

And robbed him of his father!

I want to strangle it to death! !

Gui Ying Evil started from his heart, and simply gave himself courage, and slowly stretched out his hand to the side of Ye Yanzhi's neck. The closer its hand was, the more violent it shook, and finally it shook into a sieve. The ghost baby frowned for a long time, and then slapped himself on his right hand.

Shaking what!

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

Here, all have to listen to it—

Ye Yanzhi's fingers moved.

As soon as the ghost baby stayed, the pride and ambition just now vanished, his head turned 180 degrees, and he was in a hurry and almost fell from the young man on his back.

When it regained stability, it realized that Ye Yanzhi was just holding the young man tighter. Kou Dong also turned around, and threw his head into his embrace, hugging him inseparably.

Compared to the childlike hug that Kou Dong held it just now, it is now purely a hug between lovers—the intimacy between adults.

"..."

The ghost baby elongated his face and became even more unhappy. Looking at Ye Yanzhi's eyes was like looking at a mistress who was involved in his parents' marriage. He was full of anger at this shameless family destroyer.

It lingered impatiently for a while, trying to break it apart with its hands—to no avail, but made them hug even tighter.

Can't let go at all!

The ghost baby sincerely felt the despair and the seriousness of the problem. It also expects to keep its daddy and its big daddy together, so that it can be reborn as soon as possible. But what's going on now? It is absolutely not such a person to do it after the father!

It lay on Kou Dong and was angry until dawn. At dawn, when Kou Dong opened his eyes, he immediately heard his second son's whistle blowing, as if he was suing Ye Yanzhi.

Kou Dong's head froze when he heard the sound, and he was afraid of waking up other people, 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, without turning his head back and beating the ghost baby's ass.

The ghost baby was slapped straight by him, unable to breathe evenly, and the cries were intermittent.

Kou Dong: "..."

It's dying.

These are two time bombs.

Ye Yanzhi: "Are you crying again?"

Not to be outdone, the ghost baby continued to wow wow wow.

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

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

Kou Dong took it straight and asked suspiciously, "How do you say it?"

Ye Yanzhi: "Yesterday I was afraid of stewing soup, but today I don't have a reaction."

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

The choking sound of the ghost baby paused slightly.

Kou Dong also felt the taste, and hesitantly looked into his arms.

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

so……

Kou Dong's hand slowly loosened.

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's whole body is not well. According to his usual experience, the final boss is usually the most perverted and sick one. He hugged this little pervert all night, what the hell would this little pervert do to him?

Thinking of this, he realized the burning pain in his chest, which seemed to be worn out.

Lifting the hem again, Ye Yanzhi's eyes instantly filled with murderous intent.

- Full of handprints.

Blue and purple, the shocking Kou Dong's eyes were dizzy - he couldn't be so blindly printed as a canvas!

In such a blink of an eye, Ghost Infant realized that he was exposed, turned around and ran away. Kou Dong grabbed the air and watched it disappear in the air in an instant, leaving only a pool of crimson blood on the ground.

Ye Yanzhi didn't pay attention to the kid who ran away, only strode to Kou Dong's side, touched the mark on his abdomen, his face was gloomy and terrible. Kou Dong looked at him like this, his heart fluttered, and he comforted in a low voice: "It's okay..."

Behind him, other people woke up one after another. When Yin Qi got up, he stared blankly and asked, "What are Brother Ye and Brother Kou doing there?"

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

Holy crap, what picture is this!

Is it that exciting?

Song Hong was also shocked: "Do you have such a strong hand?"

He glanced at Ye Yanzhi.

"Aren't you gentle?"

The little girl's voice suddenly came from behind.

"In that case, it's not human."

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

He fucked up and straightened up, "Did the ghost baby come at night?"

Kou Dong was embarrassed to tell him that he had come here and slept with them all night...

"Hurry up." Song Hong came to a conclusion, "I originally thought that if someone died during the day yesterday, it wouldn't move at night. - Now it seems, not necessarily."

He looked at the other four, Number Four, Number Five, Number Six, Number Seven, and they were all in front of him now. If they can't stop them, none of them can escape.

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

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

This sound made everyone gather, and for the first time, it was the first time to fully and clearly see the whole picture outside the cave during the day.

The eyes are hills and hills, rolling, but it is not an ordinary scenery. There was grass on the ground, snow was scattered here and there, and the grass below was densely red and green, dyed scarlet by a liquid of unknown origin.

But that's not the point.

When Kou Dong approached, he also understood what the people outside were exclaiming—all of them were white-faced evil ghosts!

Their heads are small, their necks are thinner, and the needles are the same, but they have a strangely large belly, like a large cloth bag on a compass with thin feet, and they don't look very well-proportioned. He was still holding the bowl in his thin hands, greedily licking the bottom of the bowl with his extremely long tongue, as if he wanted to suck the remaining few drops from the top.

Not far away, there are two hill-like figures, not mountains, but the clay figurines that brought them. The evil spirits were close together, rubbing shoulders.

At this level of density, Kou Dong felt a little phobia of density when he saw it, and his throat couldn't help moving.

There is no place to stand at all.

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

- They drank soup.

A soup stewed from the flesh of the player.

There was a sudden scream from the people around him, and the man who spoke seemed to have completely collapsed. He staggered and turned his head and walked into the cave.

"I'm going back," he exclaimed, "I'm going back to the temple! At least there's no such thing there!"

Song Hong: "The temple is gone."

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

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

"..."

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

They were brought by a huge clay figurine, and I don't know how long they have been gone. Now that there is no clay figurine, how can it be possible to walk back on its own two legs?

This can only be said.

The evil spirits below also found them, raised their heads one after another, and greedily watched the strangers in the cave. Their thin, boneless arms were raised high, vaguely shouting words that the player could not understand, as if 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 didn't see half the way from the group of evil spirits.

"I can't get down at all!" The strong man's mentality also collapsed, and he scolded, "How the hell can I find this?"

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

Is it possible to wait to die one by one in a 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 ghosts and looked at them, suddenly remembered something, and said, "They can't go near the ruined temple, which means that there is something they are afraid of. Is it a red line?"

Having said that, everyone remembered the red line tied in front of the door. At that time, they thought they were imprisoning strangers, but they didn't expect not only imprisoning strangers, but also imprisoning evil spirits.

Ye Yanzhi always stood with arms folded, and only then did he lightly interject, "No."

Song Hong knew that he was thinking wrong and nodded, "That's pure fear of ghost babies."

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

Song Hong knew Ye Yanzhi's ability well, so he naturally believed him. But others have never seen Ye Yanzhi tearing moths with his hands, so they naturally don't believe it, and their eyes are full of suspicion.

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

The strong man spat on the ground and said rudely, "That's a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse, what's the price of it for nothing?"

He pointed at Kou Dong and the others and sneered.

"The order of yours, but I haven't said it yet. Two people died in front of me, the ghost knows if you have done anything?"

Kou Dong really couldn't understand, why he always likes to put ghosts on people's heads. Could it be that he feels safer than ghosts do?

He thinks that human beings are much scarier than ghosts.

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

She whispered her reasoning, "Those ghosts have come in."

The strong man had no way to refute, suddenly rolled his eyes and turned his head away.

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

He paused, "The power of the clay figurine is not easy to borrow, but the baby ghost can consider it."

The clay figurine is still some distance away from them. If they really want to climb onto each other, they have to go down. In this way, their safest way is actually to sacrifice one person to lure away the evil spirits, and the rest of them take the opportunity to escape.

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

The strong man also sneered: "It's the same as the truth."

That's the final boss! Could this be what they borrowed?

How to borrow?

What should do after borrowing?

Problem after problem, there is no way to solve it. The strong man looked at them and felt that they were just bragging, and the cows were blown to the sky.

Song Hong didn't answer, he just slowly cast his eyes on Kou Dong, and said meaningfully, "..."

Kou Dong: "..."

Kou Dong: "...???"

Is it him again? ? ?

Kou Dong collapsed a little - you had said earlier that it would still be useful, and he wouldn't have exposed his identity in the morning!

no way.

Now that the second son has been mad and ran away, Kou's father has to rack his brains to think how to get the other party back.

This is a big problem.

Originally, Kou Dong used clay figurines to coax children. But now that the clay figurines he squeezed have grown bigger, Kou Dong didn't dare to show off his special skills.

If he is an adult NPC, he can still take a shower and change clothes or something, and maybe he will be able to catch the other party peeking.

But a son-type NPC like a ghost baby...

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

Kou Tiantian: "Hey, don't say such a prank..."

He didn't know why Ye Yanzhi liked to have sex with ghost babies so much. He obviously didn't accept his son's identity, but now he was jealous, and he didn't give up.

Vinegar factories have been built several times.

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

At most, the previous NPCs only dared to think about reproductive cancers such as mermaids, but they were just over the top.

And this!

Actually, he really made a child with Kou Dong!

Ye Yanzhi has been green since the first day he entered this dungeon.

Is that hair?

Is that grassland okay?

He can run horses on his head, how can expect him to have a good face for illegitimate children?

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

A sudden movement in Ye Yanzhi's heart made him feel a little soft-hearted. After a while of silence, he slowly replied, "It's quite simple."

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

Ye Yanzhi pierced the NPC's mind: "What it cares about is that you hurt other children."

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

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

"If you want it to come out, you have to do it a little bit." Ye Yanzhi said lightly, "Looking at its actions last night, it still retains its instincts."

Kou Dong suddenly had a bad premonition, the pain in his chest jumped and jumped, and the two pieces that were already red seemed to be swollen higher.

"What instinct?"

The young man is calm and composed: "Babies all suck."

Kou Dong: "..."

Kou Dong: "!!!"

What nonsense are you talking about, I - I didn't use it for you! ! !

The author has something to say:

Ye Yanzhi: Lift up your clothes. - I'm going to make this kid pissed off.

Kou Tiantian:  …

Damn you look into my eyes, you dare to tell me that you are not selfish! ! !