Chapter 17 "Father and Son" Turn around!

[“Hahaha, what are you talking about, these kids probably haven’t even learned what DNA is.”

"It's so vicious, but it actually makes sense."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the anchor is really stingy. Even if he said bloodletting, people might agree. But he is so stingy that he is only willing to sacrifice his hair."

"I just finally gave my virtual speech, but the result was completely different from the content of the speech."

"Thanks for the invitation. I just came over from Li Hang's place. I laughed my ass off. I was very angry just now. Now seeing the host like this, I suddenly think it's good that he came over."

"The virtual speech is right. The anchor does have to donate his body, but it may just be saliva."】

The kid couldn't produce any evidence, but Zhu Ci seemed to know a lot.

"Also, I've looked it up before. There are many different kinds of ghosts. Some ghosts specialize in eating human hair and vomit to fill their stomachs. There are even..." Zhu Ci introduced it seriously. It was obvious that he was just telling everyone what he knew and had no intention of teasing any ghosts.

However, the little ghost suddenly lowered his head: "Tsk..."

He is going to vomit.

That's disgusting.

【“Uh… That’s too bad.”

"I never thought that one day I would be telling a story about a ghost."

"Hello, host. All the ghosts in this game are carnivores. The ones you mentioned eat too many vegetarian and mixed foods. They won't appear here."

"I don't believe it, so I looked for it and found out...it's true. The ancients were really good at imagining things."】

The reason why Zhuci has studied these things is because of Shen Wu.

He did hate these things, but he was not afraid of them, although Shen Wu had tried to tell him stories before bedtime.

Ghost Stories…

After he told a story in which ghosts ate human flesh, Zhu Ci used his mobile phone to search what ghosts eat. The answer he found made him feel physically uncomfortable.

After he showed it to Shen Wu, Shen Wu's expression changed unpredictably, and then he laughed.

…

After vomiting, the little ghost raised his head and stared at him fiercely, then he saw Zhu Ci step forward and pull out a hair.

"Don't move!"

One rat dropping can spoil the whole pot of soup, and this soup was cooked by the little devil with great effort.

Zhuci loosened one finger threateningly.

"That's enough! Get out! Get out!"

Zhu Ci took his hand back and said, "Lin Xiaole asked me to take his friend home. Are you that person?"

The ghost's face changed and he stared at Zhu Ci for a while, as if trying to confirm the truth of his words.

Zhuci took out the crutch from the system space.

The little ghost stared at the speech for a while, his face hesitant.

…

After a moment, Zhu Ci put away the small sign in his hand and turned to look at the purple morning glory.

The trumpet-like flowers were crawling on the ground, heading towards the manor, stretching all the way, looking a little stubborn and vicious.

…

"You are here."

A voice sounded from behind Zhuci.

Zhu Ci turned around and saw a familiar figure.

The woman in black, Fang Yu.

Zhu Ci saw that she was dressed neatly and looked normal, so he frowned and said, "Yeah."

He responded coolly.

Fang Yu looked very cold: "Let's go together?"

The congratulatory speech is meaningless.

"good."

They walked forward together.

【“Something feels wrong.”

"Why does this woman look weird?"

"She didn't do a live broadcast, and I don't know what she went through."】

This garden didn't look very big at first, but once the maze was added, the path they were walking seemed particularly long.

Zhu Ci took out a tissue and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He looked unhurried, as if he didn't care about falling behind and not being able to keep up with the progress.

Fang Yu walked behind him with her head down, so her expression couldn't be seen clearly. She also took out a handkerchief and gently wiped a knife.

The knife looked very shiny. She turned the blade and her eyes flashed in the icy light.

The eyes are dark and there is not a glimmer of hope.

This is a really good knife.

Fang Yu thought that her sister always had a unique vision and knew what to use more easily.

Since he always closed the live broadcast room, he naturally didn't notice the warning of the barrage. However, even if he opened it, the game would block it and prevent him from seeing any spoilers.

[“Ahhh, turn around, anchor!”

“Hurry up!”

"It's cold, wuwuwu, I finally found a live broadcast room that suits my taste."

"You are still too young."】

…

Put the tissue in the space and find a trash can to throw it away when you have time.

He looked indifferent, with only his cheeks still red from tears, as if he was immersed in his own lonely world.

[“Ahhh! Anchor, please turn around!”]

Zhu Ci suddenly stretched out his hand and thrust the paintbrush outward.

"Be careful." His voice was clean and clear.

The paintbrush was entangled by a vine. Zhu Ci took advantage of the gap when the vine spread to let go of the brush. At the same time, the crutch he got from the monster last night appeared in his other hand. He swung the crutch backwards, and it seemed to hit something metal, making a "clang" sound.

"Retreat." He commanded calmly, and used a little more strength to push Fang Yu back a little, and then he jumped to the other side.

Where the two were originally standing, a thick ivy pierced straight into the ground, making a sound of earth and rocks splashing.

Zhu Ci looked at the vines, ignoring the shock in Fang Yu's eyes. She was holding the knife in her hand with a very tight grip, but now she loosened her grip a little. The reflection in her eyes changed from blurry to revealing her figure.

The fog had cleared a little where they were passing, revealing a wall covered with ivy.

This plant has great scalability.

Zhuci couldn't be sure whether there was a child under the plant, after all, it was a vine and had no flowers.

[“Damn it! Who would understand?”

"Love it, love it, so handsome. Has the anchor ever practiced?"

"Excuse me, I play games, and the host's technique is very similar to the character I play. The common point is that they are both very handsome!"

"No way, how did the anchor find out? He found out all this, but why didn't he realize that Fang Yu almost stabbed him in the back with that knife just now."

"You're saving this? Why save a teammate like this? No blood was seen. Bad review!"

"The anchor's observation was focused on the surroundings, but he might not have failed to notice that Fang Yu was not right. I don't believe he didn't notice the moment the crutch swung open just now."

"The Holy Mother deserves even worse reviews."】

…

The vines did not stop, but instead stretched out two vines as thick as arms, which wrapped around to form a swing, as if they wanted to play the swing game with them.

Zhuci looked at the ground pierced by vines.

Human fibers can be vaguely seen beneath the scattered dirt.

Zhuci suddenly remembered what the maid had told him, that there was a corpse buried by the gardener today.

If a corpse is left for a long time it will just become a pile of bones. It shouldn't be so fresh.

As for the swing, you can play with it or not.

Zhu Ci turned his head, looked at Fang Yu, and said one word to her: "Run."

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment.

Zhuci redeemed a lighter from the mall.

He pressed the lighter. The smell of burning was not strong, and the flame was not bright, but the tiny flame jumped into Zhu Ci's eyes and dispersed into his tears. His cold face softened at this moment and turned into the light of hope, which was transmitted to Fang Yu's eyes.

The dagger in his hand was no longer cold, but a protective tool that reflected a warm light.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Zhu Ci frowned and said, "Hurry up."

The vines nearby had begun to stir. Zhu Ci threw his lighter over. Thick smoke billowed and the flames flickered. However, these vines were not weeds in reality after all. Countless fresh green vines spread out.

Fang Yu's eyes had regained clarity at this moment. She looked at Zhu Ci. Yes, this was not her damn boyfriend, nor those damn people who bullied them, but her teammates.

Is there a chance for redemption for those who have made mistakes?

Zhu Ci said: "Then I will run away."

He turned around without hesitation. His usual job at home was to play games, which was exercise, but this thing was a supernatural phenomenon. Even an agile cat could be tied up by the ball of yarn, not to mention humans who were much slower and the agile vines.

"Go ahead." Fang Yu responded. She looked at Zhu Ci's back. The brave Fang Yuan and her cowardly self overlapped at this moment.

[“Damn it, Streamer, turn around again, your teammates have changed!”

"Oh, I never thought she would pick up a real item."

"No way, it turns out that in the game, helping teammates without holding grudges can really promote her growth?"

"Maybe Fang Yu is too sentimental. Maybe he was thinking of something and was moved by himself. But the anchor has done his best."

"Don't throw away the waste, put it in the oil pan and fry it. The kids next door will cry."】

…

The dagger in Fang Yu's hand had been transformed into an A-level item. Coupled with her natural agility, she actually fought against the vines and still had the upper hand.

When Zhu Ci helped her, it was just a simple task. In fact, when playing multiplayer team battle games or doing group assignments, I was too worried about my teammates' performance, so I subconsciously cleaned up the mess for my teammates.

As for whether Fang Yu had hostility towards him, Zhu Ci didn't care much.

People who play team battles still subconsciously think that even if teammates are dragging their feet, they are still their own people.

As for Werewolf, that was another type of game, and he wasn't used to playing Werewolf and multi-camp action games together.

Only after he ran a short distance, turned a few corners, and the noise behind him died down did Zhu Ci stop and look back.

The maze was quiet and surrounded by thick fog. Nothing could be seen clearly. He didn't know whether Fang Yu was still alive.

But the maze was too small and he had no intention of returning.

If Fang Yu was cunning enough, she would call out the name of her teammate and let someone else take on the responsibility.