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Chapter 2022 The King of Children (3)

I broke out in a cold sweat at this moment, lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed.

My sister was startled and subconsciously wanted to come forward to help me, complaining: "Brother, don't..."

She didn't finish her words, she raised her face and stared at my expression.

My expression must be ugly right now.

The focus of my eyes is not on my sister either. From the corner of my eye, I saw my sister tremble, and her stiff body leaned toward me, but she walked over directly without moving her legs.

I walked over and grabbed my sister's arm, trying to block her behind me.

The figure naturally followed her sister, as if programmed to follow her at a fixed distance.

I stretched out my hand to stop it, but it suddenly turned its head and looked at me.

At that moment, I saw the malice in his eyes.

The malice disappeared immediately, and his figure also disappeared.

I looked at that place and felt the arm trembling under my palm. I slowly calmed down and patted my sister's back comfortingly.

"It's okay. Don't be afraid, it's okay." As I said this, I felt like I had seen the scene before me.

The last time I comforted someone like this was to comfort Mu Ai.

Mu love...

I suddenly thought about it and felt uneasy in my heart.

This world is no longer the world where ghost kings run rampant, but it's not much better either. The Ghost King is still here. It's possible that the courier ghost is still alive.

Mu Ai and Mu Ge may not have been sent away by the costume ghosts, but are still in this real world and are still alive.

I suppressed this thought and looked at my sister.

She slowly calmed down and didn't look at me, but leaned against my chest and held the hospital gown on my body with both hands.

I felt her crying.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch her head, still repeating those few words.

The younger sister said with a nasal voice: "The amulet, it's not hot." She pulled out the red string from the collar of her winter coat, and the amulet of Qingye hung underneath.

I rubbed the amulet, feeling helpless.

Everyone in Qingye is dead...

"It's probably useless. You..." I didn't know what to say, so I helped my sister sit down and asked, "What did you do at school? Did you encounter anything on the way here?"

The younger sister shook her head, "No, not at all. The school also changed the dormitory because of the incident last time... the suicide incident... We didn't talk much. Everyone was very depressed. But there was nothing... nothing strange. Nothing happened on the way here.”

"In the hospital? Did you encounter anything in the hospital?"

My sister looked at me blankly, "No. There are more people when taking the elevator. When queuing, one person jumped in, and there were no others. It's all normal."

"Didn't you meet any children?" I got to the point.

The thing that just appeared was clearly Han Yun!

However, compared to Han Yun, his figure was blurry, somewhat like a shadow.

Regardless of whether it is a phantom or not, it is the image of Han Yun, and it must be related to the child.

My sister is not a child, it can only be that she met a child before.

My sister still shook her head, "The children's ward is not here. When I came here before, I saw children... far away. I only saw the pediatric outpatient clinic."

"What about earlier?" I asked.

My sister was even more puzzled.

"Have you ever encountered a dead child before? Or a child who was bullied? An unhappy child?" I kept giving examples.

I don't know what happened.

Just limiting the scope to the word "child" leaves too many possibilities.

I remember Aoba received a commission together. The victim simply saw the death of a child, felt sympathy, and was targeted.

For children, many things cannot be understood with adult logic. For ghosts, and even for some people, normal people's logic does not work.

I'm worried that my sister has provoked some kid without even knowing it.

There is no way to reason about this, and it is even more difficult to find the source, and it is impossible to solve the problem.

My sister recalled it very seriously, shaking her head in embarrassment, and when she looked at me, she was a little more scared.

"I really don't know. I don't have any impression. If you want to say..." She suddenly started to hesitate.

"Say whatever comes to your mind." I held my sister's hand.

The younger sister lowered her head, "When I was in elementary school, there was a girl in the class. She seemed to be born with a deformity and her mouth was crooked. We ignored her. She always wanted to play with us. We ignored her... Later How, I don’t know.”

I thought about it and realized that it might be because of this that I might attract ghosts.

If that child died early, it would make sense for him to come to the door at this time under the deteriorating world environment.

Han Yun was affected, and the appearance of his image next to his sister may be a sign.

I still held my sister's hand with one hand, and took my mobile phone with the other. I sent a message in the group and asked Chen Xiaoqiu for help. I asked Chen Yihan to look up my sister's elementary school classmate.

It can always be found out whether a person is dead or alive.

Han Yun can find us at any time, but we can't contact him.

Besides me, he might go to Guo Yujie. I will ask Guo Yujie to convey my words when the time comes.

"There must be something wrong with him. I don't know how long he can last. You should also be careful." I reminded Guo Yujie again.

Guo Yujie agreed. She wasn't very nervous herself and even asked about her sister.

"She's okay. That thing has disappeared." I replied to the message and told Chen Xiaoqiu about Mu Ai and Yixun Express.

"I know. I will tell my brother-in-law." Chen Xiaoqiu replied, "But they can only search and monitor. There is nothing they can do against ghosts."

This history has been changed!

I was shocked, but also felt that this was expected.

If the whole world hadn't fallen under the control of the Ghost King, I wouldn't have gone crazy and singled out the lairs of the courier ghost and the costume ghost. They should all be intact. The courier ghost may not be so rampant as to kill so many people with abilities and send their bodies and souls to the future world.

Speaking of which, she did this, or should I say, the purpose of the future God doing this, I was not able to ask the costume ghost at the time.

I have a little headache.

No matter what, it is the easiest way to restore the entire world directly through the entrance and exit of the different space and my ability.

But these unanswered questions left me with a knot in my throat.

I know the general plan of my opponent, but I don’t know the reason or the details. This will definitely create hidden dangers for my next actions.

After killing Qingye's people, they don't know what other methods are waiting for me.

Han Yun's incident may be one of them.

I looked at my sister.

She sat quietly, as if in a daze, but kept holding my hand nervously.

She is not "that sister" and there is no way I would leave her alone.

Maybe that future God wants to use this method to hold me back.

When the Han Yun-like thing followed my sister earlier, there was no reaction, but at the end, it gave me a malicious look. This may reflect his tendency. He didn't want to attack my sister, but he wanted to use her to attack me.

I was making random guesses when I suddenly heard a commotion.

I stood up, followed by my sister.

We walked to the window together.

Looking out, I saw someone running out from the end of the road below. The shouts and noises came from farther away. I couldn't see what was there because of the building blocking it.

This is not the original ward. I wasn't familiar with this hospital either, so I didn't know what was going on.

"That's the outpatient and inpatient departments of pediatrics." My sister suddenly said, looking at me with a pale face.

Pediatrics...kids!

Good night everyone~

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