Chapter 20 "Father and Son" Can you give me a pair of normal shoes? ...

The maze behind me is like a coffin with the ground as its coffin and the sky as its cover, and the fog beside it is the death that separates me from life.

At this time, the giant baby spoke up: "Come on, who of you wants to tell a story?"

Xu An took a deep look at Li Hang and felt disgusted no matter how he looked at him.

"It's just a story. Zhu Ci will definitely get out." Mo Anan said.

Li Hang stepped forward, intending to speak according to the plan they had previously discussed.

The butler handed him the storybook.

Turning to the second page, the content on the second page is exactly the same as the first page, a father and a son.

Li Hang looked at the picture and thought seriously.

He knew that Mo Anan told a story last night and just fell into a deep sleep, and nothing happened. So it seemed that the one who told the story was safe.

He placed his finger on the portrait of the person in the picture, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his fingertips.

His hand trembled and he quickly moved it away, glancing at his fingertips, and discovered that just at that moment, his finger had been bitten, leaving a bruised wound with bumps and dents, but no blood was flowing. His eyes swept across the storybook in his hand, and the person in the picture seemed to move, and the originally simple lines began to twist and dance.

"It bit my finger!" Li Hang suddenly shouted.

A few people were startled and rushed over to take a look, but they didn't see anything unusual.

"Maybe he was scared before." Mo Anan said.

There is no san value marking in this game, but when people encounter something that is mentally unbearable, they will have hallucinations.

In Li Hang's eyes, the person in the picture was sucking the blood from his fingertips. The bright red blood spread from that spot, dyeing the little person in the picture scarlet.

This little man's face... must be the young master of this manor, and the other one is his father. Li Hang comforted himself, but the lines gradually became weird and permeable.

The little man swallowed up the little man next to him, his so-called father, chewed the bone with relish, and then showed him his sharp teeth.

“Crunch, crunch, crunch…”

"Gululu..." There seemed to be the sound of a head falling to the ground.

The head in the painting became extremely realistic, with the broken neck still pulling at the muscles, and it rolled down just enough for Li Hang to see the face clearly.

His hair is parted in the middle...

"no!"

A hysterical sound suddenly sounded, scaring the player.

Li Hang felt that all his bones were aching, as if they had been chewed over and over again. He suddenly paused and roared in a low voice: "It's me! It's me!"

"Crunch, crunch, crunch..." The sound of bones being chewed lingered in my ears.

“Bang!”

The young man with earrings quickly knocked the book out of his hand. If Li Hang continued reading, he would go crazy.

“Hehehe…”

Weird laughter came from the pavilion.

"This is a reward for the first person who comes out. I didn't expect it to be this teacher." said the giant baby.

At this moment, Li Hang no longer has the mental strength to tell stories. He doesn't know if he can recover in the next few days. Now they can't find the next person to tell the story.

Mo Anan said: "I can say it a few more times."

"I'll go this time." The young man with the earrings stepped forward.

"Okay, be careful, Brother Yang." Mo Anan instructed.

Yang Zecheng took a step forward and picked up the storybook on the ground. In his eyes, there was nothing wrong with the storybook.

Is it really true that only the first person who steps out of the maze can see it?

But it's a good thing that you can't see it.

Yang Zecheng had never written a story before, but now it would be scary enough to ask him to write a horror story.

He looked at Mo An'an, and thought of his extremely concise plot that day, and swallowed. Li Hang had not shown them the story he prepared, so he probably wouldn't get anything out of them if he asked them now.

"Then I'll just say whatever I want." Yang Zecheng looked a little uneasy.

"It's okay, Brother Yang, I believe you." Mo Anan said.

Xu An rubbed his head and said, "Just say whatever you want. I'm not good at this either."

Under the gaze of the giant baby, Yang Zecheng spoke: "When the child came home, his father reached out and stroked his head and said to him: 'You came back early today, so do all the housework.' The child had no choice but to do the housework that had accumulated all day, but his father reached out his hand, strangled his neck, and directly broke it, saying: 'Son, the next day is coming.'"

Xu An: "..."

Why does this story sound like it has a hint of reincarnation?

Yang Zecheng said this just to see the next day's sunshine earlier, and they planned to tell a horror story about their son this time. He has never been good at writing essays since he was a child, and even if he was, he probably wouldn't be able to come up with any exciting story at this time.

“Okay, okay!”

The giant baby suddenly burst into laughter, as if he was very satisfied with the story.

"What a pathetic father-son relationship. Having a father is really useless, isn't it?"

His malicious gaze swept over all the players.

He was satisfied, and the players felt a little happy.

Yang Zecheng's face turned pale. He seemed to realize that he had told a bad story, which might determine their fate tonight.

Three players stood there with livid faces, and one went mad, squatting on the ground in a daze.

What echoed in the venue was the giant baby's arrogant laughter.

[“The sky is falling apart.”

"No, I still don't understand the mechanism of storytelling. Why is it that telling a heartwarming story is dangerous, but telling a horror story seems even more dangerous?"

"Anyway, why don't they just go back to their room and stay there? I hope no one will be stupid enough to open the door and run out this time."】

…

Suddenly, something came flying from the sky and hit the giant baby on the head. The flesh contracted a bit before bouncing the thing away.

"Something funny happened? Let me hear it?"

A familiar voice sounded, and several players turned around and saw the young man walking out of the mist in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The young man had a strange smile on his left cheek, with tears still lingering at the corner of his right eye. The wind had ruffled his hair, making him look dusty and yet wanton.

"Brother Ci!"

"Congratulations!"

Xu An's eyes suddenly lit up, and he almost pounced over.

Zhu Ci was holding a wooden slingshot in his hand, and next to him was a woman in black holding a dagger.

He stretched out a hand and tried to push Xu An away, but he couldn't hold Xu An's head. This guy was 1.87 meters tall and just hugged him.

Congratulations: "..."

The right corner of his mouth twitched down slightly, and his eyes froze for a moment.

【“Hahaha, this is so funny. The anchor looks a little petite from this.”

"Hahaha, boys still develop at 22, the host looks about 18 or 19, and he's not short at all when standing next to Fang Yu, he's a normal height."

"Cute, want to..."

"There is nothing to love about being an anchor."】

"I thought I would never see you again!" Xu An cried as if no one was around.

"I have a partner." Zhuci said.

"Oh. I don't think she will be jealous." Xu An let go of Zhuci.

Zhu Ci thought for a moment and said, "Maybe." Shen Wu would probably be jealous. He seemed to be quite against him going with others. I don't remember exactly. But it didn't matter whether he was jealous or not. He didn't like being hugged anyway.

Zhu Ci thought about it, glanced at Xu An's height, and added in his heart, Shen Wu can't do it either.

"Who hit me!" Jubao's words brought them back to their current situation.

Zhu Ci said: "I don't know."

The maid picked up the fallen stones and gave them to the giant baby.

The giant baby picked up the stone and stared at Zhu Ci with his little eyes: "You did it." His tone was full of malice, as if every word was cursing Zhu Ci to death.

Many people began to feel uncomfortable, but Zhu Ci walked away: "My hand slipped."

They were just in the maze, Zhu Ci thought since he was here, he might as well collect a few more brand names, so he stayed there for a while. Fang Yu didn't know why, but kept following him. The slingshot in his hand was from a child, so Zhu Ci played with it.

I just happened to hear his disgusting voice and my hand slipped for a moment, so it’s not his fault.

"Butler, can you give me a pair of shoes?" Zhu Ci asked.

Everyone's eyes fell on his feet, and they realized that they were bare.

The high-end healing potion produced by the system was not difficult to cure his feet, but walking barefoot was not only dirty but also painful, so Zhu Ci was waiting for the butler to bring him shoes.

"Don't give it to him!" the giant baby shouted angrily.

Zhu Ci glanced at him and said to the butler, "Is it a tradition in a noble manor to shout in front of guests? Does the owner of the manor know about this?"

The housekeeper naturally didn't feel anything after hearing this, but it was a different story for the giant baby.

Zhu Ci could feel him shutting his mouth in anger, his eyes piercing him like needles. He wondered if this manor owner could bring him such great pressure.

The hurt from his gaze was like a person feeling there was a ghost in the room in the middle of the night, but Zhu Ci could continue to sleep even if there was a ghost in the room.

Because in reality he believes that ghosts can't touch him.

However, he has enough hatred now, and he doesn't mind a little more.

The butler quickly asked the maid to bring him a pair of shoes.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we can't find any men's shoes in your size at the estate, so..."

Zhu Ci moved his lips but said nothing.

He took a look and fortunately, it was a pair of canvas shoes, not some strange shoes. In fact, it is impossible to tell the difference between men's and women's canvas shoes when they are worn.

"It's okay, thank you." Zhuci thanked him.

"Don't worry, it's new."

【"Ha ha ha ha……"

"This brother is quite capable. He can't even wear a pair of normal shoes when he goes to a dungeon."

"I proved that the anchor is not small."

"Hahahaha, this is so funny. I wonder if the maid who provided these shoes is as tall as the anchor."

"It's so funny. I estimate the anchor is nearly 1.8 meters tall, which is a normal height. The shoes should be size 42."】

Zhu Ci asked, "Whose lady do these shoes belong to? I will return them to her."

The housekeeper looked at the maid next to the giant baby in the pavilion.

The maid was indeed very tall, even taller than Zhuci, but one had to admit that if she was not tall and strong, she would not be able to push such a heavy young master.