God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Yang Yingying: "..."

She looked at Tian Zhen dumbfounded, "Is that why?"

Tian Zhen felt even more aggrieved: "Otherwise? What else do you want?"

Yang Yingying pondered for a moment and said, "...do you still want to wipe it?"

Tian Zhen snorted coldly: "Don't wipe it!"

"You really don't want to wipe it anymore?"

"Don't wipe!"

Yang Yingying pretended to sigh, "Forget it, I'll wipe it myself. Oh, my head hurts so much. Is it because of the rain and the cold..."

As soon as he heard what she said, Tian Zhen became anxious. He quickly ran forward and coaxed: "Where does it hurt? Let me see, let me see!"

Yang Yingying suppressed her smile and pinched her eyebrows: "It seems, it seems like this, right?"

"I'll come, I'll come! Let me see!"

"..."

[...Can anyone tell me why the painting style suddenly changed? ! ! 】

[Family members, are we also part of their play? 】

[I’m full, I’m full, I don’t need to eat tonight’s meal anymore, I’m exhausted]

[On the one hand, the sisters have a deep love for each other, while on the other hand, the young lovers are in love and playing around... No kidding! I'm really angry! 】

[Ah ah ah, why are there people falling in love everywhere in this dungeon! Can you give the horror copy some respect? ! ! 】

[emm, Tang Sheng, Ye Zhi and the others are still in horror movies, hahaha]

【...wait for me to go and take a look】

【…】

"Boom."

Just as a few people on the first floor were chatting and laughing, the sound of something falling suddenly came from the second floor.

It was very light, a subtle sound that perfectly blended with the sound of rain outside the door.

But the four people downstairs looked up to the second floor almost at the same time and stopped what they were doing.

Facts have proved that even if someone falls in love in a horror movie, they will not lower their guard easily.

The four of them looked at each other and decided to go upstairs at the same time.

"Don't you think so?"

Yun Feiduo was the first to ask questions.

Yang Yingying had some doubts. She was worried about what they might encounter if they went up. After all, He Ziyun hadn't come back yet, and they hadn't unlocked some plots.

Instead, it was the youngest Lu Ying who spoke.

"Go up there. It's not dark yet, so there shouldn't be anything there. I prefer the clues given by the copy."

There was no light in the room. Lu Ying looked at the stairs, his pupils dark and strange.

"Let's go."

Yang Yingying looked back at her and frowned slightly, but did not object.

In some respects, what Lu Ying said was right.

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The dark night of heavy rain always comes earlier than usual.

When He Ziyun proposed to leave, An Wu was obviously reluctant to leave, but he still stood up slowly and prepared to send the young man out.

As for the broken white porcelain doll they brought...

An Wu glanced at the bag in the corner and lowered his eyes slightly: "I'll give it to you."

He Ziyun did not refuse. He also looked back at the bag in the corner, opened the door and said:

"What are you going to do with it?"

The contents of the bag were corpses.

An Wu walked to the young man and stopped, saying calmly: "Buried."

Buried?

He Ziyun tilted his head, remembering the deserted grassland he passed when he first entered the dungeon, and said calmly:

"Where to bury?"

An Wu stared at him with eyes that looked as gentle as water, without hiding anything:

"I have buried several of them in the wasteland outside the village."

"..." He Ziyun sighed: "That's not bad."

For these babies sealed in white porcelain dolls, this should be regarded as being far away from Taoyuan Village.

"Let's go, it's getting dark."

An Wu didn't seem to want to say anything more. He walked up to He Ziyun and held a bag of apples in his hand.

He Ziyun didn't notice, he nodded and walked out of the door.

As soon as they walked out, the two of them squinted their eyes due to the dazzling light outside the door.

Same as last night. In front of every tiled house in Taoyuan Village, white light bulbs were as bright as day, illuminating the entire village.

As the two of them walked on the road, the air was filled with a moist smell after a heavy rain. The ground was still a little wet, and the cement floor was full of potholes, as if it had been paved with cement many years ago.

He Ziyun looked at the puddles on the ground and suddenly said, "You know what they are doing, right?"

An Wu paused and gave a faint hum.

"Why didn't you call the police?"

He Ziyun remembered that the police in the dungeon seemed to be quite useful, completely different from the fake ones in the main city.

An Wu looked up at the Lingxiao flowers spreading out of the eaves on both sides, and shook his head:

"It's useless, I have no evidence."

"evidence?"

He Ziyun didn't seem to understand: "Aren't those white porcelain dolls evidence?"

Having said that, He Ziyun actually felt like a mirror in his own mind. Things like white porcelain dolls were too easy to hide, not to mention that it seemed that the entire Taoyuan Village was involved.

Sure enough, An Wu shook his head, "Before the police arrive, they will hide all the white porcelain dolls, and the police will not find anything."

In the end, the police just made a futile trip and even thought An Wu was reporting a false police report.

Over and over again, even if the police really believe that there is something wrong with Taoyuan Village, they can only give up if they can't find any evidence.

Without evidence, it is impossible for the bones inside those white porcelain dolls to be freed.

But He Ziyun still felt that something was not right. He thought about it and asked:

"Then the bones you buried can't be used as evidence?"

With so many bones dug up out of thin air, the police should also know that there is something strange in this place, right?

An Wu was silent.

Just when He Ziyun thought he couldn't speak, An Wu spoke in a low voice.

He also seemed confused and a little unable to understand:

"It's useless. The police came and dug up the grassland during the day, but there was nothing under the soil."

So much so that when An Wu was warned by the police not to make a false police report, he was completely confused.

This time He Ziyun, who probably guessed why, fell silent.

【ah? So why can’t we dig it out? Aren't they all buried in the wasteland? 】

[Are you stupid upstairs? The world in the dungeon is absurd and unrealistic, do you understand? Just think about it this way, are there ghosts in the main city? No? But there is a ghost in the copy]

【...I seem to understand but not understand,】

[To put it simply, don’t compare the weird and story-based dungeon world with the normal world. After all, there are no ghosts in the normal world]

[...Where are your tongue twisters upstairs? 】

【…】

He Ziyun, who didn't know how to explain it, closed his eyes and said, "An Wu, do you think there is a possibility -"

The young man's voice seemed to have been dipped in cold water at night, and his words made people feel chilly:

"I mean An Wu, what if the world you see is all fake?"

An Wu's hand hanging by his side tightened.

After a moment, he lowered his eyes and looked at the young man beside him. His eyes were hazy like a layer of mist, but extremely focused.

"Are you also lying?"