Run with the ball in an escape game

Song Tong cried with a loud cry: "Don't, don't eat me, I'm fat if I don't taste good!"

Tears and snot flowed down together, looking dirty.

Jing Huan immediately withdrew his hand in amused and disgusted manner, and returned to his expressionless state, saying: "I'm lying to you. I just want to be alone, get out."

This face change was so quick that it was a completely different person from just now.

After Song Tong was frightened once, he was stunned. Jing Huan didn't bother to care about him, and turned around to look at the room in front of him.

The setting of this dungeon is probably a ghost story with a modern background. Although the building looks ancient from the outside, there are indeed some modern facilities in the room.

However, it's also scary.

The room was covered with a layer of dust, the windows were very narrow but there were cloth curtains installed, and the room looked gloomy.There was something dark red on the bottom of the cloth curtains, which looked like blood, and there seemed to be some traces of careless cleaning in the corners of the floor.

Strange scratches criss-crossed on the wooden furniture, and there was a broken nail inside a slightly smaller scratch, and the flesh at the end had turned black, as if someone was bitten by a wild beast here, struggled, and died in despair.

Jing Huan calmly withdrew his gaze, and turned to look at the bed. The sheets and quilt should be freshly put on, so he could barely sleep.

Too tired to take off his clothes, he took two steps forward, lay on his side on the surface of the quilt, and closed his eyes.But before he fell asleep, he heard the sound of cowardly footsteps slowly approaching.

"... But, but I really don't want to be alone, I think it's more scary. Hey... did you sleep? Sigh..."

Jing Huan opened his eyes suddenly, and there were several bloodshot eyes on the whites of the eyes, which made Song Tong let out a chicken cry in fright.

He lowered his voice full of murderous intent, the volume was not loud but his tone was terrifying: "Then shut up, and I will cut your neck off if you say another word."

Song Tong was so frightened that he trembled all over, and immediately covered his mouth tightly.

He had no doubt that the last time it might have been a joke, but this time the cold-faced beauty in front of him was really angry, and this murderous look might really want to cut his neck off.

But he didn't directly refuse, which means that he can stay!Song Tong trembled and froze in place for a long time, then looked around cowardly, and silently squatted down near Jing Huan.

The room fell silent... Jing Huan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and glanced in midair as if feeling something.

But there was nothing there, and he closed his eyes again.

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"Master, are you looking at this newcomer again?" A black figure suddenly appeared beside the sofa, his body was as slender as wood, and the skin on his hands was terribly dry.

The man was still casually sitting on the sofa, staring at the screen.

Heiying glanced at the man on the sofa. He is the master of all the ghosts here, named Ying Mutian, who suddenly parachuted into this place not long ago, and beat up a group of unconvinced ghosts until no one dared to disobey him.

Thinking that some of the most powerful ghosts could not last a few minutes under the opponent's hands, he bent down a little lower, and said respectfully: "Master, if you are interested in him, do you want us to go and talk to him first?" He's playing?"

play with him?Ying Mutian finally reacted, and turned his gaze to the speaking shadow.

None of his subordinates are evil spirits, and one of the greatest pleasures is to play with different players in the dungeon, causing players to collapse and suffer.

If they were allowed to go, this human being would be absolutely dead, and his beautiful pupils would lose their luster...

A nameless fire suddenly surged...

Before the ghost next to it had time to react, it was directly knocked into the air by an invisible force, and it slammed into a certain place without making any sound.

"Did you touch something I'm interested in?"

Ying Mutian withdrew his hand indifferently, and looked at the TV screen again.

On the screen, Jing Huan was sleeping on the quilt, curled up to subconsciously protect his abdomen.It can be seen that he treasures the things in his belly, even if it is a very cruel existence.

why?Is the love between people and ghosts gone?

With more and more interest in his heart, Ying Mutian rubbed his fingers and had a new idea.

It's better to try and test this human being yourself.

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In the main room across the courtyard, Jing Huan finally woke up slowly after sleeping soundly for nearly three hours.

It is not an easy task to pick up a cub, especially a ghost.Putting it on ordinary people is something that will kill you at any time, but for Jing Huan, it's just easier to get tired.Even fatigue is easy to deal with, and a few hours of rest can fully restore the body.

He slept well this time, and he was refreshed at the moment.

Turning over and sitting up, he touched his lower abdomen for the first time, his expression was not indifferent to other people at all, it was full of tenderness.

After comforting the little baby in his stomach, he turned his head and looked around.The room was still dark and dingy, but sunlight was already seeping through the windows.It was bright outside, and if it wasn't for the wrong place, I might wonder if everything I experienced last night was a dream.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up, a little hungry, but the first task now is to figure out the situation of this copy.The rest has been delayed for some time, and the next step is to hurry up.

Jing Huan straightened his clothes, opened the door and was about to go out, but was stopped by a weak voice.

"Well, did you forget about me..."

Turning around, I found that the little fat man was still in the room, curled up in a clean corner of the room, looking tired and listless, probably too scared to sleep.

Jing Huan was also a little surprised, this person's sense of existence was so low that he didn't realize it.

"You're still here? Didn't you leave?"

Song Tong stood up with difficulty, his legs trembled numbly: "No, I dare not go out..."

This little fat man is also strange, he is obviously timid but dares to follow him.

"You didn't understand what I meant before. What I was pregnant with was indeed a ghost, and it was a terrible thing for ordinary people."

Is there really such a violation of science?Song Tong glanced hesitantly at Jing Huan's slightly protruding belly.The originally tall and perfect man's abdomen suddenly showed a soft curvature... This is really, a bit lewd and daydreamy.

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of an incident on Weibo not long ago, a group of rotten girls and marketing accounts reposted some shocking pictures of "male mothers", and they were still screaming in the comment area.

When he first saw it, he really couldn't understand what was so attractive, but now it seems...

"You keep watching what I do." Jing Huan's tone was unpleasant, and the windbreaker was pulled up to cover his lower abdomen.

Song Tong blushed, and hesitated and said: "In short, I want to follow you! Brother, please take me! I will never make trouble. I can also serve you tea and water to wash your clothes. How about it?"

If I had known it earlier, I would not have said so many words at the bus stop. I knew that the doomed thing could not be changed, but I still talked too much, and the result was an extra cause and effect.

Forget it, protecting one more person is not impossible.

Jing Huan stopped talking and walked forward expressionlessly.

Seeing that he didn't object anymore, Song Tong knew that he had succeeded, so he quickly took a deep breath and followed out.

Sure enough, it was already bright outside, and the sun dispelled part of the darkness.But this old house is an evil door. Even though the top of the courtyard is wide open, it is still dark and cold, which makes people feel creepy.

Song Tong rubbed his fleshy arms, and followed Jing Huan step by step. After walking for a while, he couldn't help asking: "Brother, where are we going now? Hey, I don't know what happened to the other four people. .”

Jing Huan, being a lazy man, went straight to the door of the west side room in the main courtyard and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and two maids emerged from the door, and said timidly, "Guest, you... are you finally here?"

When they opened the door yesterday, they stuffed a note into the hand of the person in front of them. The note said that there was an important secret to tell, but they didn't expect that the first thing this person did was to go to rest and sleep!

I have never seen such a person...

The maid was still complaining, but Jing Huan had already said calmly: "I'm hungry, may I ask if the food is ready?"

Unlike Jing Huan who expressed his appeal plainly and directly, the maid and Song Tong were shocked again.

Even if the first thing to do in the dungeon is to go to bed, the first thing to do when you wake up is to eat! ?Is this a trip here?

Jing Huan looked at the three people's numb expressions, and had no intention of explaining.He has to replenish his strength in time, but his behavior is probably different from ordinary people when he is full of strength.

The expressions of the two maids were tangled, but now this man is only looking for them for food! ?Where's the note! ?

Could it be that his heart is so big that he completely forgot about the note! ?

One of the maids said embarrassingly: "Well, the food is not ready yet, we will prepare it right away... But before that, there is one thing I want to discuss with you..."

Jing Huan directly pushed open the door of their room, moved a chair and sat down, and said, "Okay, you guys talk."

He moves freely and casually, as if he is the real owner of the house.

The two maids were speechless, but there was nothing they could do.They adjusted their moods, revealing expressions of pain and fear.

One of the maids who looked older said: "Guests, before you, there were many people who came to the old house to get rid of ghosts because of the high bounty, but they all died..."

Jing Huan waved his hand and said, "There's no need to lay the groundwork, just tell me what you want me to do."

maid:"……"

"In short... the ghosts here are all controlled by one person. The so-called commission to invite people to eliminate ghosts is a scam. She tricked people into the old house to become the best food for raising ghosts... Alas, I also warned at the time you."

Jing Huan nodded and asked, "The 'she' refers to Miss Cheng?"

As soon as Ms. Cheng said these three words, the two maids trembled and looked terrified.

"Don't mention her name! She will hear! If she knows what we are doing, we will all die!"