God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

"Dong dong dong."

The ten-year-old girl was lying on the bed sleeping when there was a knock on the door.

Zhuzhu, who had not been in bed for so long, wished she could stay in bed twenty-four hours a day, except for meals.

Zhuzhu rubbed her eyes and opened the door. The first thing she saw was the neatly packed lunch box.

The young man in the cloak bent slightly, his lips under the hood curved: "Are you awake? It's dinner time now."

Zhuzhu rubbed her eyes with her hands for a moment. She looked up blankly, but her hands quickly hugged the lunch box with great force.

He Ziyun didn't pay attention. He opened the door and walked in, then closed the door and looked at the little girl who was already sitting at the table and started to unpack the lunch bag, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Zhuzhu, did you lie to me about something?"

The young man asked.

Zhuzhu had just opened the bag of the lunch box and looked up in confusion when she heard this: "Me? What did I lie to you about?"

This strange wizard gave her food and a place to live. Why would she lie to him?

The little girl's reaction didn't seem to be fake, which made He Ziyun a little embarrassed.

According to Andy's words combined with the tips from the dungeon, Zhuzhu should have chosen to enter the "other world" on her own, but what she said was exactly the opposite...

Zhuzhu didn't care what the young man was thinking. She opened the lunch box and started to swallow it in big mouthfuls. Her thoughts were completely attracted by the food.

He Ziyun sat on the edge of the sofa and looked at the little girl eating, and a shocking idea suddenly came to his mind.

Assuming that neither Andy nor Zhuzhu lied, there are other explanations...

Then only Zhuzhu's parents actually came to the "other world", and it is possible that they sold Zhuzhu in the "other world".

But this logic is a bit confusing...

The messy clues gave He Ziyun a headache. His cold white skin turned as white as paper under the light.

[My wife looks so distressed]

【Can you not be distressed? I'd already given up. The clues would change every now and then, as if I had a convulsion. Who would have thought? 】

[I just came from Yang Da’s live broadcast room, they didn’t seem to trigger this hidden clue]

[Ahem, let me explain it to the host. To put it simply, hiding clues is not necessary. It is similar to increasing the luck value when the skill is exploded at the end of the host's copy]

[Ah, this means that it actually doesn’t make a big difference whether it explodes or not, right?]

[It’s almost the same, but sometimes it’s a burden]

[No wonder, my wife’s face turned pale, woo woo, I feel so distressed]

【But it seems to look better】

[What plot? I don’t care, I don’t care, I’m just a screen licker (^3^)]

【……】

While the young man was thinking, Zhuzhu had already finished eating.

She burped and licked the lunch box without any waste. After making sure there was not a grain of rice, she reluctantly threw the lunch box into the trash can.

"I'm done eating."

Zhuzhu wiped her mouth casually, walked to the young man and looked up at him.

"Are you going to take me to the "Night Parade" with you tonight? "

Zhuzhu asked.

He Ziyun's thoughts were instantly broken. He raised his head a little irritably and saw the oily shine on the cheeks of the little girl opposite.

He Ziyun: "...do you want to go?"

Zhuzhu nodded, her cheeks covered with flesh marks moving: "I always feel that if I don't go, you might throw me away."

He Ziyun: "..."

He looked at her in surprise, "Why do you think so?"

Zhuzhu shook her head: "I don't know, it's just a feeling."

He Ziyun had nothing to say.

After all, he couldn't really take the little girl away in the first place. As long as the dungeon ended, even if he wanted to take the little girl out, he couldn't.

From the beginning, this was impossible.

He Ziyun's own heart was like a mirror, and he didn't feel any guilt for deceiving others, but he didn't expect Zhuzhu to be so sensitive and noticed it himself.

Zhuzhu was still saying: "Did you really not lie to me?"

He Ziyun: "..."

He showed a sincere smile: "I won't lie to you, if I can take you away, I will definitely take you away."

Zhuzhu looked at him quietly for several times, and finally reached out and held the young man's right hand on his knee, "Then I'd better go with you tonight."

He Ziyun's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably. He sighed, resisted the urge to pull his hand back, and said softly: "Okay, but Zhuzhu, can you wipe your hands and your face clean?"

The young man endured it for a moment: "It's very oily."

Zhuzhu: "..."

"Oh, then I'll wipe it."

…………

Perhaps because the Night Parade Festival is approaching, it gets dark very quickly. Many stalls have been erected in the originally quiet square. Colorful lights are hovering on the pillars of the square, and countless small and large stalls are crowded. Together, it looks a bit like a real-life night market stall.

He Ziyun held Zhuzhu's hand and walked on the road. On both sides were people of all kinds wearing all kinds of clothes, including witches wearing cloaks and black robes, beautiful women wearing scarlet dresses with fangs exposed, and people carrying heavy iron with exposed muscles. At first glance, he looked like a muscular man who was a member of the legion.

The difference is that witches sell potions and some glass jars that look like blood, while legions sell various things similar to weapons or home appliances. As for the men or women who look like vampires, they look more like buying Home.

Of course, more buyers are ordinary people who seem a little timid.

He Ziyun even saw the two front desks of the hotel where Zhuzhu checked in among the crowd.

They looked a little scared, but they still stopped in front of each stall, as if discussing something.

As for the beautiful floats Zhuzhu mentioned, I haven’t seen them yet.

He Ziyun estimated that it might be the finale of the "program".

Zhuzhu held his hand tightly, her eyes hidden under the cloak staring at the surrounding stalls motionless. She suddenly said: "Trash" is not eligible to participate in the annual "Night Parade Festival". "

He Ziyun's heart moved and he looked down at her.

"why not?"

The young man's clear tone was mixed with some doubts.

Zhuzhu looked up at him, the growth scars looming under the hood: "Trash can't get anything out, they have lost everything of value. "

As if in response to Zhuzhu's words, He Ziyun suddenly felt that there were many more shadows in the darkness.

He looked up into the dark alleys surrounding the square, and sure enough he saw many figures huddled in the darkness. They were staring at the stalls in front of them, but no one dared to come out.

Like a rat in the gutter, it dares not see the light at all.

He Ziyun couldn't help but wonder what would happen if they came out.

At this moment, a piece of "garbage" in the alley seemed to have been pushed by someone, and fell out of the alley and was exposed to the bright and dazzling light.