Salted Fish Zombie [Unlimited]

Under everyone's gaze, Gui Sheng and Blood Baby trotted silently to Ning Su's side.

One is dumb, and the other is timid.

Without hesitation, Ning Su pulled Guisheng and Xuewawa towards the little Gu Po.

There was no strange expression on Shi Tianshu's face, but the faces of the players on the sixth floor were not good-looking.

Someone scolded in a low voice: "I don't know good from bad."

It is not an exaggeration to say that no matter how they behave on the surface, more than 90% of the male players in the base have at least some respect or admiration for Shi Tianshu. Politely decline.

Zhu Shuangshuang was sitting on the sixth floor. Seeing Ning Su go to the fifth floor and hearing this low curse, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Ning Su didn't seem to know this, and looked a little happy.

He walked up to the little Gu Po, and carried Guisheng to the place the little Gu Po kept for him, "Gu Po is big, if you drop a bug, Gui Sheng will pick it up for you immediately, he may adore you very much, this time let the ghost come to you." He sits next to you."

Gui Sheng suddenly turned his head: "Huh?"

Ning Su had already pulled the blood baby towards Shi Tianshu.

Guisheng: "..."

was sold.

Just as the player on the fifth floor was about to say something, the two ghost children were slightly different. The same ghostly eyes were looking straight at them, and the purple mouth was slightly pursed on the pale face.

The players on the fifth floor suddenly fell silent.

Born under Ning Su's feeding, the ghost no longer looks like a dead child. His grayish-white and purple complexion has turned pale, and his lips have a little rosy feeling.

But his delicate yin and yang face, and his eyes, which are big and beautiful but make people feel like abyss, always give people a sense of fear in the underworld.

It is impossible for the players not to discuss such a child who is by Ning Su's side. In fact, when he first came out of the copy of "Ghost Beast", the community noticed him.

Basically, the players thought that the child was a puppet or something, a skill weapon that Ning Su got from the dungeon.

The base has all kinds of weapons and skills, which is very acceptable, but it is the first one that looks so human.

He looked small and weak, and it was easy for people to take it seriously. Unexpectedly, when he met his eyes, his heart was gripped tightly by fear.

In fact, the child's heart is full of sadness.

The little kid, who looked a size smaller than three or four-year-olds, was thinking about the "protection" he said to Ning Su when he entered the dungeon, and he picked up the chopsticks on the table unskillfully, and hugged a certain unscrupulous little zombie. thigh.

His hands are also so small, with only a little bit of each finger, holding the chopsticks with difficulty, standing on tiptoe and reaching out to the plate of lemon chicken feet not far away.

After moving his fingers several times, he separated the chopsticks, picked up a chicken foot with difficulty, and put it tremblingly into the little Gu Po's bowl.

It looks a little sad.

The fingers twisted hard on the chopsticks, and one fell into the chicken feet plate.

"..."

Today's breakfast is no longer steak and lamb shank, but a refreshing Chinese breakfast. The hot and sour lemon chicken feet are very appetizing, but no one on the table picks them up.

It wasn't until a long time later that a female player hesitated and said, "Hello, that, your finger fell into the plate."

The child who lowered his head to eat paused for a moment, then looked up at the little finger that was not so obvious mixed in the chicken feet.

He scooped his finger out of the plate with a small spoon expressionlessly and put it on the small plate in front of him.

He stared down at the fingers on the small plate for a while, and then thought of what Ning Su told him, to be polite and talk more.

"I'm sorry." The child apologized bluntly, "I didn't develop well in the mother's womb, my body is fragile, my memory is not good, and I tend to forget things."

"..."

"No, nothing."

In short, the atmosphere at this table is very harmonious.

Alternative harmony.

At another table, Ning Su came over with a bloody doll. This reversal made many people silent, but Shi Tianshu was in a good mood.

She watched the little boy sit down beside her, and listened to him say hello to herself, "Hello."

Shi Tianshu didn't know why she was in such a good mood.

Today the little boy is wearing a bright yellow shirt with a round neck and a small light green vest outside. His peach blossom eyes are clear and bright, like a bud growing under the warm sun in the spring breeze. One look is enough to make him feel good.

"Hello." Shi Tianshu replied to him.

"What's your name?"

Ning Su said: "My name is Ning Su. The beautiful scholar Ning Caichen, Ning, is a free lodging place."

"..." Shi Tianshu was silent for a while, and she said, "Good name."

Unexpectedly, Ning Su stared straight at her with a pair of beautiful eyes and asked, "Where is the best place?"

Shi Tianshu also answered him earnestly, "Ning itself has the meaning of peace and peace of mind, and sleeps at night. Maybe your parents gave you this name in the hope that you can sleep peacefully every night. It is a blessing in real life. Games even more."

"In this kind of horror game, it is even more rare to be able to sleep peacefully."

"Then my parents' wish has come true, I always fall asleep in 1 minute, last night too."

Saying that one minute is to hold the respect, one or two seconds sounds a bit heartless.

other people:"……"

Shi Tianshu smiled and said, "That's good."

Ning Su nodded, "Yes."

Shi Tianshu asked him again: "How old is it?"

Ning Su: "It's 23."

Shi Tianshu and Zhu Shuangshuang looked at him in surprise at the same time.

Shi Tianshu: "It doesn't look like it."

Of course, she didn't mean that the six-year-old didn't look like 23, but that she saw it in front of the light screen in the game hall before entering the instance.

Ning Su also knew, he said: "Ning Caichen married the beautiful ghost girl Miss Nie, maybe my ancestors have ghost genes, so I don't look old."

In fact, Ning Su turned into a zombie that year. After he turned into a zombie, except for a little sluggishness, his face never changed a bit.

And he was originally small. When he graduated from the junior class, others thought that he had just entered the junior class. From the age of 16 to now, he has always given the impression of being 16 years old.

Zhu Shuangshuang snorted, "Why are you holding on to Ning Caichen because he married Nie Xiaoqian?"

Ning Su let out a "huh", "I think I am their descendant, because I can see strange things since I was a child."

Everyone took him as a joke, and joked with him.

"It's quite similar. You see, you have the stupidity of a scholar and the beauty of a ghost girl."

"...Are you polite?"

The atmosphere at this table is also very harmonious.

In the gorgeous and retro dining room of the castle, on two long dining tables, five and six-year-old players were eating while trying to feed their smaller weird ghost friends.

If this scene is printed as a painting, it must be gorgeous and gloomy, with a chilling and weird feeling everywhere.

Almost all ghost friends do not eat, after all, they are not human beings, not even living things, and they do not have a digestive system.

This does not prevent players from being gentle with their ghost friends and trying to feed them.

Basically all the players guessed from the players who got lucky points last night that they had to treat ghost friends well, and ghost friends would give them lucky points.

At the same time, they also discovered that these ghost friends with intriguing appearances are actually like a blank sheet of paper just like newborn children.

They will naturally rely on the player they like to see at first sight, similar to how a broken-shell cub will regard the first person it sees as its mother.

As long as they treat the ghost friend a little better, the ghost friend will definitely give them all the luck points.

Players think so.

After breakfast, the system didn't ask them to do anything. Some players took their ghost friends to play in the small garden of the castle, and some took their ghost friends back to the room to adapt.

Ning Su saw that many people had dark eyes, and suddenly felt that he said at the dinner table that he fell asleep in a minute was a bit too much.

The ghost, who was forced to be eaten by the Gu mother-in-law, walked up to Ning Su, staring at Ning Su with dark eyes.

Ning Su: "I've heard it all, Guisheng is really cute and polite."

The child stared at him for two seconds, but still couldn't hold back, he flung his arms and hugged Ning Su, rubbing lightly on his shoulder.

Zhu Shuangshuang: "..."

Guisheng, why are you so happy after being sold by him?

You should stare at him for a while, don't be coaxed by his cute words!

Zhu Shuangshuang suddenly felt that when she saw Guisheng's small body in the slaughterhouse and pulled Ning Su out of the incinerator bit by bit, she had already seen her fate.

You should not be a ghost master, you should be a little angel.

Zhu Shuangshuang and Ning Su brought ghost friends to the small garden of the castle.

In the garden, some players are pushing swings for ghost friends, some players are playing slides with ghost friends, and some are leading ghost friends to pick flowers.

They all regarded the ghost friends as innocent children with treasures.

Zhu Shuangshuang looked at this scene, pursed her lower lip, and said to Ning Su: "Are you still bringing your ghost friend to take a bath with me tonight? Don't mess up the blanket on the sofa this time, so I have to take a good bath." tidy."

She was telling Ning Su that she had seen the note that Ning Su had left for her.

She also knew why Ning Su didn't tell her, but secretly told her in a note.

He was carrying his ghost friend behind his back, and he didn't want the ghost friend to know.

Because ghost friends are not as simple as they imagined.

Ning Su touched the hair and scalp under the blood doll's skin, which meant that these ghost friends were not what she had speculated on the first night.

It cannot be said that they are not Guman, but they are more likely to be Guman.

In foreign countries, Azan is divided into white clothes and black clothes.

Azan in white clothes used the orthodox method to make genuine cards for Yingling. This kind of Gumantong has no resentment and no intention of harming others.

And Azan in black uses a negative way to make negative cards with baby corpses and organs. According to legend, this kind of Guman contains deep resentment and hostility. They are faster and stronger than genuine cards in terms of helping luck and wealth. But it is easy to be backlashed when raising them. ①

At the beginning, they were afraid of these ghost friends knocking on the door, but at this time, many players regarded ghost friends as harmless newborns like blank paper.

However, how did the system set up these ghost friends?

Positive or negative?Or is there any other setting?

Are ghost friends really as innocent and harmless as newborn babies?

Zhu Shuangshuang was a little at a loss.

When seeing the note from Ning Su last night, Zhu Shuangshuang broke out in a cold sweat, holding the note and not daring to look behind her while sitting on the bed looking at her paper piercing.

After a long time of mental preparation, she walked to the bedside to sleep with her ghost friend.

She didn't fall asleep for several hours, and the tip of her nose could smell more and more obvious rancid smell.

Zhu Shuang buried her head in the pillow, not knowing when she fell asleep.

Ning Su was basking in the sun, watching Gui Sheng take the timid blood doll to play on the seesaw, and said, "Well, I see, I won't mess with your blankets in the future, don't worry, it's fine."

It was rare for him to say such a long sentence, and Zhu Shuangshuang was really not so worried.

Nothing happened during the day, and after dinner at night, the players went back to their rooms after being prompted by the system.

With no ghost friends knocking on the door tonight, the players relaxed a bit, but only for a short time.

When night completely enveloped Fairy Tale Town, the playground outside the castle resounded with childish and shady children's songs.

Following the thick fog, it drifted into the castle intermittently.

"Mom's belly is so warm, I want to be accompanied by hell."

"When I died, it was trembling, but the attachment to me?"

Now players can understand the lyrics.

"Fuck!" Someone scolded in a low voice, "They don't come here every night!"

"Go and lock the gate of the castle and the door on the first floor! The stairs are also sealed!"

Ning Su stood on the balcony of the room, with Gui Sheng on the left and blood dolls on the right, each sucking with one hand.

He looked at the fog that was getting closer and said to Guisheng: "Guisheng, do you understand? We have to protect our ghost friends."

Guisheng: "Yeah!"

He understood.

After the ghost friend from the house next door was smashed by the monster kid last night, the player also died.

Guisheng said that in order to protect Ning Su, he must protect the ghost friend well.

Ning Su rubbed the blood doll's increasingly real hair, and said to her, "Don't be afraid, we will protect you."

As the mist approached, blood and tears filled the blood baby's eyes again, Ning Su touched his head, and when he said that, the blood and tears stopped in his eyes.

She raised her head, looked at Ning Su bloody, and traced his appearance in a bloody world.

"Oh, it's not me, it's the ghosts and those thighs who will protect you."

"..."

The fog has already reached the gate outside the castle, and the ghost friends who are born afraid of these monster children are not suitable to watch here anymore.

But Ning Su was still standing here, not knowing what to look at.

Guisheng had no choice but to drag the blood doll who had started to tremble and was about to fill her skirt with blood into the room.

He took out the little red flower swaddle, wrapped her skillfully in the swaddle, and put a few skulls next to the swaddle, sticking to her swaddle and cheek.

He also took out a feeding bottle from the small refrigerator, which contained her blood.

The two little boys kept their word and kept it for her.

Gui Sheng took the bottle and put it in the blood baby's hand, "Don't waste it."

The blood doll only gave a symbolic push, then held the bottle and began to drink.

Ning Su: "."

He turned around with confidence and looked outside.

The fog was already close to the castle wall, and when it touched the vines on the wall, it gradually dissipated, revealing the monster child inside.

They thought it was a monster kid walking out of the mist last night, but Ning Su, who saw this scene clearly, had other ideas.

Instead of the monster kid crawling out of the fog, the fog that had been surrounding the monster kid was sucked away by these vines.

Zhu Shuangshuang said that the mist might be the resentment of the water baby spirits.

After being absorbed by the mist last night, Lingxiao flowers bloomed on the vines.

Ning Su blinked.

The first time he entered the dungeon, Ling Xiaohua had already bloomed on the villa, and that villa was the place where Xueqiu and Yin Daijun died.

After absorbing Xueqiu's blood and tears, seeing and experiencing its past, Ning Su saw the process of Ling Xiao's birth and flowering.

When Yin Daijun was sealed in the coffin, when Xueqiu was in the most pain, the hatred was the deepest, and the resentment and hostility were the heaviest, it grew from the blood of that place.

When the Ling Xiaohua bloomed, Xueqiu became a ghost.

When the monster kids were climbing up the castle in a dense crowd, the six-year-old boy leaned down, and when he was about to fall, his feet in short sheepskin boots caught the railing on the fence.

With his head down, he stretched out his hand to hold a blooming Lingxiao flower.

The soft hair hangs down, and the long eyelashes are separated from the petals by a hair, and the tiny veins under the blood-red petals can be clearly seen.

Nose approached, "It's still the same smell."

He said to a flower, "Can you hear me?"

He stared at the flower seriously, waiting for its response.

"Ning Su!"

Zhu Shuangshuang yelled from the balcony next door: "Don't be afraid, hold on! I'll come to rescue you right away!"

Ning Su: "..."

Zhu Shuangshuang ran to the door of 405, and when she was knocking on the door, Ning Su opened it from the inside.

He stood there intact, with a blood-colored three-petaled Lingxiao flower stuck in the bright yellow shirt pocket. The flower seemed to have just grown out of blood, and it was so red that people panicked.

"I just wanted to pick a flower."

"..." Zhu Shuangshuang felt helpless, "What kind of flowers are you picking at this time!"

The monster kids are already smashing windows.

Ning Su turned his head and took a look. The players had all come out of the room and were looking solemnly at the arched window.

On the big window, there are many monster children lying on their stomachs and smashing the window hard.

The monster kids couldn’t come in through this window last night, and those who smashed the glass mirror villains climbed up from the door and stairs. They thought it would be the same tonight, so they didn’t protect this window, but sealed the door and stairs mouth.

Unexpectedly, tonight, these monster children became more ferocious and stronger.

It seemed that they would not be reconciled to not killing a ghost friend. They slammed the thick glass fiercely, splashing out strips of unknown liquid, so strong that the whole corridor trembled.

The ghost friend in the room started to cry, and stood uncomfortably at the door looking for the player.

"No, the glass is cracked!" shouted a male player.

He yelled and was about to hide in the room.

Zhu Shuangshuang: "Don't run! We have to block the window!"

Meng Jiang from room 406 moved a bookcase out of the room and blocked it on the window.

The furniture in each room considers the height of players and ghost friends, but there are also some very tall ones, such as this bookcase with wooden ladders.

The sight of a six-year-old boy blocking a window with a bookcase ten times its size is shocking.

Needless to say, Meng Jiang's skills must be related to strength.

His action stabilized the hearts of the players on the fourth floor, and other players moved over to help block them one after another.

The arched window is so large that a bookcase cannot block it.

Zhu Shuangshuang stood on a chair and glanced out, suddenly her scalp tingled, "Why are there so many layers of children, and there are still many climbing down from the top!"

At this time, it was no longer a layer of impenetrable monster children, but piled up like a hill.

They never imagined that one day they could feel the dense fear from the group of children.

Ji Mingrui said with an ugly face, "Because the upper windows are more tightly blocked."

The players on the fourth floor suddenly understood why some players on the fifth and sixth floors were fighting.

In addition to the inherent grievances between the Yinhua Society and the Yongming Society, it is also related to the current situation. They have long considered that this situation will arise.

The monster kid enters the corridor on the floor mainly through two entrances, the stairway from the gate and the large arched window in every corridor.

Once the gate is locked, this arched window becomes the main entrance.

The masters on the sixth floor closed the windows and drove these monster children downwards. The monster children could only enter the fourth and fifth floors. If the fifth floor was blocked by any powerful means, they would only be on the fourth floor.

All the monster kids gather here.

"Fuck! What have we become!" A male player cursed angrily.

There are thousands of monster children outside, and they all look like six-year-old children at this time. The glass shards have fallen all over the ground, and the ghost friends in the corridor are crying loudly.

They are inevitably sad and hopeless.

At the same time, some players uncontrollably hate the indifference and selfishness of the upper two floors.

Not only glass shards rustled down at their feet, but also foul-smelling yellow-white liquid.

The six children were knocked and swayed forward, their feet were constantly rubbing and moving on the ground, even those with strength could not resist the increasing number of monster children.

Powerless and small.

They knew that it was going to be unstoppable soon.

One player yelled in panic: "I feel them piercing through the table, let's hide in the room!"

Zhu Shuangshuang shouted loudly: "You can't run! If we run, we will be sure to become pawns who sacrifice the wall!"

The other players understand what she means. If all six of them can't resist tonight, the meaning of the two floors above is obvious again. In the future, if there are fewer of them, they will never be able to resist. The whole army was destroyed.

Zhu Shuangshuang pulled off the red headband on her head, "You must hold on! Let's hold on together!"

Ning Su let out a "huh", he put his hands on the door of the bookcase, black lingering, and he moved backwards.

The wide gap pushed by the monster child disappeared immediately, and hundreds of monster children outside the window were shaken away.

"We, really want to withstand it?"

"Awesome, Meng Jiang! Base King!"

"Ah?" Meng Jiang said uncertainly, "Really?"

Zhu Shuangshuang opened her eyes wide and said in surprise, "Really!"

Everyone wept with joy, "Come on, brothers and sisters, we can do it!"

"Oh!"

Ning Su's face was spattered with blood and finely minced meat.

Not only him, but the other four players were also splashed.

The female player next to Ning Su exploded into a blood mist.

The blood mist blasted into the sky and fell on the hair and shoulders of the five boys and girls.

Just when they wept with joy.

The cries of the ghost friends in the corridor and in the room were even more terrifying.

Three greasy and sticky white monster kids came out of Room 402 silently and grimly licking their fingers, leaving water footprints on the ground and looking up at them gloomyly.

That room lived in a female player named Lin Yue, and her monster child was a bubble figure with blisters like tumors, and she liked to rub the female player with blisters the most.

[Player Lin Yue's ghost friend is destroyed. 】

[Player Lin Yue died. 】

The players standing in front of the window opened their eyes wide and looked at the three monster kids with dilated pupils.

The crying in the corridor made the corridor extremely quiet.

Last night, no player opened the door to invite them into the room, and the glass mirror villain who was locked outside the door in the corridor was smashed by the monster kid who crawled into the corridor.

None of the monster kids ran into the room, they thought the room was the system's default shelter, they just closed the window of the room, and they all came to block the window.

Unexpectedly, tonight's monster child even smashed the window of the room.

that……

The five players stared at the three monster kids who had entered the hallway.

Zhu Shuangshuang is especially nervous.

402 is very close to her room. Her ghost friend Zhizharen was watching her anxiously at the door. When she saw the three monster children, she immediately fell to the ground in fright. At this time, she was crying and retreating a little bit. Tears soaked his paper skin.

Zhu Shuangshuang tightly held the red ribbon in her hand, Ning Su stood up slightly.

Just when all the players on the fourth floor were tense, the three monster kids retreated to 402 and disappeared, and the impact behind them also disappeared.

Zhu Shuangshuang immediately ran to the door of her room and hugged her ghost friend.

At this moment, she deeply realized a fact.

It doesn't matter whether there are corpses, organs, or carrion under this layer of red paper.

It doesn't matter if he is Gumantong, an evil spirit, or an evil boy.

He has another identity.

It's her life.

It is the carrier of her life.

The red paper stick was buried in Zhu Shuangshuang's neck, crying loudly, wiping away the sprayed blood mist on her face.

sixth floor.

In the clean and tidy corridor, Shi Tianshu stood in front of the intact and bright arched window, watching the monster children and the gray fog receding from the castle below.

"It seems that they have to destroy a ghost friend every night. If they can't destroy it, they will go crazy and their energy will increase. If they destroy one, they will retreat with satisfaction."

"You're right."

Fifth floor.

The dense black Gu worms receded from the arched window, revealing the empty night scene outside.

All the players on the fifth floor stood behind the little Gu Po respectfully.

On the fourth floor, it took a long time for several players to move away from the bookcases, tables, and chairs in front of the window, covered in blood.

Wearily and obsessively, they tidied up the hallway.

Nineteen players entered the castle, six on the sixth floor and six on the fifth floor. They were the most on the fourth floor, with seven, and now they are the least.

Only five players remain.

Before the five entered the room, they said good night to each other at the door.

At twelve o'clock that night, besides Shi Tianshu, Ning Su, Zhu Shuangshuang, and Meng Jiang got another lucky point, seven other players also got lucky points.

Some are happy and some are silent.

On the second night after entering the castle, many players lying next to their ghost friends experienced subtle but huge psychological changes.

The same goes for relationships between players.