hum!

In front of the small room, blood-red tree roots intertwined into a wall, trying to block Yang Jian, but Yang Jian just grabbed it with one hand.

boom!

The red rhizome shattered instantly as if it had been bombarded by high-explosive bombs. Broken rhizomes were flying all over the sky, and a stream of blood flowed under Yang Jian's feet, and he rushed into the small room in an instant.

There are two completely different worlds in the room and outside, with white walls, a small bookcase, and the little prince on the bookcase, as well as some comic books. In the center of the room, there is a bed with a red Velvet quilt, surrounded by various toys.

Yang Jian could tell that these toys were definitely piled here later and did not belong to the original owner, because the toys were stained with blood and dust, and in the center of the velvet quilt, there was a strange pool of red.

Behind Yang Jian, the roots stopped outside the small room, twisting as if very anxiously, but did not intrude, as if they were afraid of angering Yang Jian.

Yang Jian walked towards the small bed, stretched out his hand to lift the velvet quilt, and saw only a rotting corpse lying on its side on the bed. However, this bed was completely soaked in blood. The velvet quilt should not have been red originally, but came from the corpse. Judging from the size and clothing, it is certain that this was originally a child.

Outside the room, the rhizomes of Gui Sophora japonica were squirming, wrapping up the entire room, and Yang Jian saw that there were rhizomes on the corpse's body connected to his blood vessels, and blood slowly seeped out from the mouth and nose of the corpse.

"What a...weird scene!" Yang Jian had a strange expression and took out a brick-like object from his waist. When he pressed it with both hands, the object suddenly appeared with facial features, and then let out a weird howling sound. .

Soon, someone entered from outside the mansion. Zhang Yuan outside saw the person coming and said with joy on his face, "Boss Gu."

"Well, are you okay?" Gu Qiu pulled Zhang Yuan up and checked his condition. With a press of his palm, the evil ghost in his body who was about to revive suddenly calmed down.

Patting Zhang Yuan on the shoulder, Gu Qiu said, "Your teammates are fine too. They just lost too much blood. We may have to organize a wave of blood when we get back."

Zhang Yuan took a long breath and said, "It's okay."

"Okay, you go out first, put everyone in place, and I will take care of it here." Gu Qiu said, and after Zhang Yuan retreated, Gu Qiu walked towards the small room.

Guihuai sensed Gu Qiu's approach, and the squirming rhizomes suddenly accelerated, trying to strangle Gu Qiu. However, when the rhizomes approached Gu Qiu, they seemed to have lost their power and fell to the ground.

Gu Qiu walked straight into the small room and saw Yang Jian standing in front of the small bed, so he walked over and asked, "How is the situation?"

Yang Jian turned to look at Gu Qiu, and then said, "Mr. Gu, the core of this Guihuai should be here."

Gu Qiu looked at the little rotting corpse on the bed, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the forehead of the rotting corpse. In the next second, in Gu Qiu's eyes, the whole room returned to a clean state.

A child sat on the bed and coughed dryly. After a while, a trace of blood flowed from his mouth. The child wiped his mouth as if he had been used to it.

Someone whose face he couldn't see clearly gave blood to a child in the room. He never made any noise or fuss, but after a while, no one came again, and the child seemed to be abandoned in the small courtyard.

The child walked out of the room and came to the door of the small courtyard, but the door of the small courtyard was locked. I don’t know how long it took, but a meal was delivered through the gap in the door. The child wanted to say something, but in the end He didn't speak, he just took the food and put the tableware back at the door after eating.

The child does this every day, eating food delivered from outside. Occasionally, if there is a change of clothes, he will change them by himself, and then put the dirty clothes at the door for others to take away.

A lonely life is enough to crush anyone, including children, so he created a friend, his locust tree fairy. He took the storybook of the little prince and told it to the locust tree. He took the comics and turned them over. Look at the locust tree.

He lived alone, with only the locust tree accompanying him. In the end, the child did not escape the clutches of the disease and died under the locust tree.

When people outside the small courtyard learned about this, they did not think about how to bury the child, but threw a fire. Seeing this, Gu Qiu probably understood that the child must have contracted some infectious disease.

The flames engulfed the entire yard, but at the same time, recovery began, and the ghost tree stretched out its roots to put out the fire, and then it returned the child to the bed in the room.

The child has only one friend, and so does Guihuai, so it wants to save its friend. It captures the people in the mansion, extracts their blood, and puts it into the child's body.

But the child did not survive, probably because there was not enough blood. In Guihuai's perception, the child's health was fine when he received blood transfusions in the past, but after the blood transfusions were stopped, the child became worse and worse. Since it was not enough... then get more. many.

The people in the mansion have become the ghost slaves of Guihuai. They imprison all creatures that enter the ghost and hang them on the eaves, and Guihuai draws their blood.

But no matter how much blood Guihuai injects into the child, the dead person is dead after all. It found toys, but its friends can no longer play with these things.

The illusion in Gu Qiu's eyes dissipated, and then he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. He saw Gu Qiu picking up the corpse, and the ghost locust roots outside the door immediately began to dance wildly.

"Ashes return to dust, dust returns to dust, some people and some things cannot be kept!" Gu Qiu walked out of the small room, looked at the weak ghost locust tree, and said slowly, "The forest is really big, and there are all kinds of trees. Do you really think you are a locust tree girl? Go back, go back!"

I saw Gu Qiu holding the corpse under the locust tree and placing the corpse on the roots of the locust tree. The rhizomes of the ghost locust tree immediately covered the corpse in layers.

Gu Qiu had already pressed one hand on the trunk of Gui locust tree. Yang Jian walked out behind Gu Qiu, but when he came out, he only saw red powder all over the sky, with a psychedelic color flying in the air.

"Mr. Gu, if we get this done, Area C will be completely cleared." Yang Jian said to Gu Qiu.

Gu Qiu nodded slightly. The occupied area was divided into twenty-six districts in the human world, divided by letters. Every time an area was cleared, it would be marked. Currently, three areas have been completely cleared.

For Yang Jian, this was something that he had never dared to think about before. Gu Qiu calculated by himself that he had completed eighteen recovery missions, and the harvest was really not small. If all of them were eliminated, the number of missions would probably be too high. Gu Qiu felt a little guilty after getting more than a hundred points and more than [-] points at once.

The Nightmare Club will not allow itself to gain points so easily. It is estimated that it will encounter changes in the next few days, but I don’t know whether this change will come from the resurgence event or from the official and ghosts.

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