God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

"Open... open... open quickly..."

The shrill and shrill cries of babies outside the window became much clearer, as if they had gained new weak strength, and even the cries and roars became louder.

"Open it, oh, oh, oh... open it... I want... I want to go in..."

In He Ziyun's sight, the glass on the window was being patted continuously by the infant spirits, and blood-red palm prints were all over the glass.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but He Ziyun always felt that the force they were hitting on the glass had become much stronger.

Is it because of those two broken white porcelain dolls?

He Ziyun stood up from the bed and was about to walk towards the window when the temperature in the room suddenly dropped several degrees.

Before the young man could react, the atmosphere in the entire room suddenly became chaotic. Something seemed to be looking at him in the thick darkness, giggling.

He Ziyun's footsteps stopped in place, and he slowly turned around, only to find that a piece of white wax had burned on the table that was supposed to be empty.

The white wax was burning, and as the weak firelight swayed, the white wax candle dripped downwards, solidifying into a white and sticky wax droplet shape.

At this time, behind the white wax, a very small baby figure was sitting.

It was pitifully thin all over, except for its head, which was slightly bigger, but it was only a little bit bigger than its body.

At this moment, it was sitting on the table, its body covered in blood and flesh. A strong smell of blood and putrefaction soon filled the entire room. Strangely, as it appeared, the sound of banging outside the window slowly disappeared. .

The sound of patting on the window disappeared, and He Ziyun naturally stopped walking to the window.

He looked at the ghost infant spirit on the table and walked towards the table amid a lot of chattering in the barrage area.

[It’s so scary, damn, it turns out that the baby is so scary after turning into a ghost, I’m a little scared]

[...It is a living thing that turns into a ghost and is quite scary, not just for babies]

[Speaking of which, does anyone really think it’s weird that it keeps laughing? 】

【? It’s just background music, aren’t you used to it yet? 】

【…】

Xu realized that Gui Yingling's malice was not serious, and the audience in front of the screen was not nervous and laughed and joked until they saw the young man on the screen pulling up the bench and sitting down.

The barrage area fell silent for an instant.

Judging from the screen, He Ziyun was only half a table away from the bloody ghost infant spirit.

Although Gui Yingling did nothing for the time being, the audience felt a chill on their backs just looking at it.

As the protagonist, He Ziyun did not have such worries. He sat on the bench, looked at the ghost infant spirit behind the white wax, and smiled:

"Are you the white porcelain doll from last night?"

Although it was a question, He Ziyun himself was already sure.

There is no other reason, the main reason is that the position where Gui Yingling is sitting is exactly where the young man placed the white porcelain doll last night.

The ghost infant spirit, which had been grinning and laughing sharply, suddenly stopped, and its large, blue eyes stared blankly in the direction of He Ziyun.

"Are not you afraid?"

Gui Yingling's voice is a bit high-pitched, with a bit of a baby's unique milky sound. If you don't look at its appearance carefully, it is quite a pleasant voice.

"Fear?"

He Ziyun seemed a little confused: "Why are you afraid?"

Such a skinny little ghost baby, how useless does he have to be to be afraid?

The Ghost Infant Spirit was obviously stunned by his words. It hesitated for a while, but the first thing that came out was the blood coming out of its head.

The blood flowed along the table to the other side of the table. Only then did He Ziyun notice that there was a very large gash in the back of Gui Yingling's head, as if he had been cut with a sharp weapon.

The young man frowned and was interrupted when he was about to speak.

"Bleeding again..."

Gui Yingling's thin fingers touched his head, and the rancid scarlet blood soon dyed all his fingers red, but he looked down at his fingers and smiled foolishly.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

Under He Ziyun's gaze, Gui Yingling put his bloody finger into his mouth and licked it. His purple tongue licked along the finger several times and wrapped around the fingertip.

It tilted its head and smiled, and when it grinned, it revealed a pair of sharp saw teeth. The top was as sharp as a steel cone, and it was so white that it looked extremely scary in the candlelight.

But no matter how scared it looked, strictly speaking, it was just a dead baby. It muttered for a long time that it was in so much pain, as if it had completely forgotten that there was a living person in front of it.

He Ziyun stood up calmly, and when Gui Yingling, who was licking his fingers, reacted, a warm hand had already covered the wound on the back of his head where pain was constantly emanating.

The ghost infant spirit was stunned. It raised its head blankly, as if it wanted to look back to see who it was. As soon as it twisted, its head fell directly on the table with a "snap".

If He Ziyun hadn't quickly held its head with quick eyes and hands, Gui Yingling's head would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

But the scene was really scary, with blood flowing everywhere, not to mention the various rotten black blood vessels and other things exposed on Gui Yingling's neck.

Anyway, He Ziyun was a little nauseous watching it, let alone the audience in front of the screen.

[I, I am C, so disgusting, so disgusting, I can smell the stench through the screen]

[vomit... I feel like vomiting]

[Silently reaching out, I just thought I saw maggots]

【……What? ! What did you say? ! 】

[Maggots, they were crawling around in that ghost baby’s neck just now]

【…】

As soon as this sentence came out, the entire barrage fell silent.

At the same time, all the audience's admiration for the young man on the screen reached its peak at this moment.

My dear, you are indeed the only omega who has survived the "miracle" to this day. It's so terrifying!

He Ziyun, who had no idea what title he had been given, silently picked up Gui Yingling's head from the table, oriented it and placed it on the broken part of his neck.

In such a short time, Gui Yingling's blood almost soaked the entire table, and his breath was filled with a strong rotten smell.

He Ziyun looked at the thin ghost infant spirit on the table and wondered how on earth there could be so much blood in such a small body.

Although it is rude to think so.

After being delayed for such a long time, the ghost infant spirit in front of me could only cry or laugh. Then he said "Aren't you scared" and then said it hurts without any intention of attacking anyone.

He Ziyun was a little curious.

Do ghost babies have any chance to attack people?

Otherwise, it would have a very fierce look, but it would just grin like Aba Aba?

Just when He Ziyun was about to test it out, a woman's cold laughter suddenly sounded in the room.