Crescent Moon laughed so hard she almost fell over, and then took another bite of the candied hawthorn in her hand, eating it with relish. "This is an incense stick made with candied hawthorn, a special treat for ghosts from the underworld."
"I... vomit..." Qin Xian vomited even more violently.
Su Deng: "..."
Su Muye suddenly covered his mouth with both hands, secretly relieved that he hadn't eaten the food that Yueya had bought for him when they met not long ago.
"As a ghost, this kind of thing is usually quite delicious unless it's fake. You're vomiting like this, you're not a fake ghost, are you?"
Seeing Qin Xian's reaction, Crescent Moon suddenly narrowed her eyes, her gaze filled with inquiry and coldness.
Qin Xian felt a chill run down his spine, "I..."
"I just came down here, and I'm not used to it yet," Su Deng said.
"Is that so?" Crescent Moon turned her head to look at her, seemingly believing it, and the coldness that had been scrutinizing her instantly vanished.
"Let's go. Let me make a more detailed plan. Let's go and find out where Hades might be imprisoned."
Crescent Moon led the group back.
"Oh, right."
Halfway there, Crescent Moon glanced sideways at the child beside Su Deng and said, "You and your son are both dead. What about his father?"
The question caught both Su Deng and Su Muye off guard.
There was a moment's silence.
"Dead."
"Dead."
As soon as Su Deng opened her mouth, she heard the same words coming from Su Muye's mouth, and she looked down.
Su Muye squeezed her hand and smiled sweetly and affectionately.
at the same time!
These two words gave him new inspiration.
He can tell his mother that his future father is dead!
But what if Mom finds out Dad is dead and falls for that Yan Sizhan instead?
no!
"Dad can't die!"
Beneath the innocent smile on Su Muye's pretty, youthful face, her mind raced, and she began weaving again.
Whether Crescent Moon believed it or not, she clicked her tongue and didn't ask the question again.
The buildings in the underworld look almost identical, as if they were carved from a mold, and the residences resemble apartment hotels.
What some ghosts possess are basically gifts burned for them by their relatives in the mortal world.
Offerings, food, and drink for sacrifices.
And incense and candles.
There are also RVs, villas, and money, etc.
“I have no relatives to burn offerings for me, and I don’t have much ghost money to buy. This is a gift from the King of the Underworld.” Crescent Moon led them back to the apartment and pushed open the door to the next room. “You can stay here for now. I need to go see Judge Yao.”
"Su Deng, I'm going crazy!"
Qin Xian plopped down on the sofa, crumpling his face in frustration, almost frantically yelling, "I was just dragged into a game by you! What is all this?! And I died... I died... I died!!!"
Seeing him groaning and rolling around in pain, Su Muye didn't understand and looked up at Su Deng, asking, "What's wrong with him?"
Su Deng said calmly, "He might be having an epileptic seizure."
Su Muye nodded, "Oh."
Qin Xian: "..."
Your whole family has epilepsy!
On the system's control panel, 14 hours of game time have passed.
KPI: 54
Health Points: 87
Whether this is the real underworld or not, the game continues.
All she had to do was complete this insane game.
Everything else is irrelevant to her.
Su Deng turned off the panel, took out a few cakes she had bought in the Spirit Realm before entering the system warehouse, one for herself, one for Su Muye, and one for Qin Xian, who was wailing incessantly.
After taking a couple of bites, Su Deng looked down at Su Muye sitting next to her, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "What kind of person is your father?"
I asked!
Mom asked!
Finally asked!
Su Muyue's ears perked up, and she recited the story she had already made up: "Dad has jet-black, shiny hair, sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and a high nose—he's so handsome!!!! Dad loves Mom and me so much. He never contradicts Mom, and he never goes against her wishes... Oh! Right! Dad has a mole on his face! He likes to wear white clothes! Just like the moon in the sky!"
He emphasized the words "jet black and shiny hair," "white clothes," and "mole."
After all, Dad never wears white clothes, has no moles, and his hair is dark green.
Besides, he has black hair, so how could he have a green-haired father?
Even the most obvious features are different, so Mom definitely won't doubt it!
Su Deng glanced at him and raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"Yes!" Su Muyue's eyes widened as he met her gaze, his expression filled with sincerity and naivety. "I would never lie to Mom!"
He's so good-looking, his mother definitely wouldn't believe it if he said his father was average-looking, and that an average-looking man wouldn't be a match for his mother's good looks.
He's so smart!
He directly copied Uncle Fu's design and combined it with his father's, ensuring there wouldn't be any flaws!
That kind of person...
Even based on his descriptions, Su Deng couldn't quite picture what he looked like.
She leaned against the wall and asked again, "You said you came from the future, so do you know about Divine Court Technology, or that there is such a thing as a Divine Court in the future?"
have!
Mom killed him!
Su Muye opened his mouth as if to speak, but no matter how much his lips moved and his upper and lower lips touched, he couldn't make a sound.
He grabbed Su Deng's sleeve, making her see his constantly moving mouth.
But in Su Deng's eyes, he just kept making "ah ah ah" sounds like a mute, and she couldn't see any mouth movements.
Seeing his anxious expression, Su Deng rubbed his head and said, "Don't say things you can't say."
Su Muyue pouted, somewhat sadly, "There are so many things about the future that I can't say. Subic has been in hibernation since the last game, so I can't let it talk about them either..."
It should be due to the restrictions of another dimension, or perhaps he himself is a descendant and heretic within this game world.
Su Deng's thick, long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes.
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