Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

The little girl looked very quiet, not very beautiful, and her eyes were full of weirdness, looking gloomy and deep, and she didn't know what she was thinking.This expression seemed to hold the soul of a grown woman under the skin of a three-year-old girl.

She was quietly, sitting upright on the chair like that, neither making a sound nor coming out.

Li Hongyu looked very tired, she didn't notice the person behind her, and she was still telling Jiang Wenluo the story of her former companion.

Jiang Wenluo clasped his hands together, his teeth chattering.Li Hongyu suddenly noticed the abnormality, and asked him alertly: "What's wrong with you? Is there... is there anything behind me?"

Jiang Wenluo's heartbeat was fast, he paused, and then shook his head to Li Hongyu and said, "No."

Li Hongyu turned his head, and there was nothing behind him.

She felt a little strange, but she still didn't get to the bottom of it, and attributed it to Jiang Wenluo's fear.

Li Hongyu closed her eyes and lay down on the cushion indifferently, and comforted Jiang Wenluo a few words.Before closing his eyes, Li Hongyu said to Jiang Wenluo: "I'm sleepy, so I'll go to bed first, and you should rest quickly, the safe time is limited, at seven o'clock, we will go downstairs immediately."

Lying on his back, he yawned again, and saw Jiang Wenluo drag the mattress to the position above her head.

"I'm used to sleeping next to the wall," Jiang Wenluo explained.

The little girl had disappeared, but worried that she would run out after Li Hongyu fell asleep, Jiang Wenluo wanted to stop her in this position, so that Li Hongyu could also react.

"I sleep very badly, but my biological clock will wake me up when the time comes, so you don't need to worry about me." Li Hongyu looked very tired, and she put her hand on her forehead, but her tone was very serious: "So you You must remember, no matter what happens at night, no matter what noise you make, don't leave this room!"

"Absolutely not."

The rain outside had gradually subsided, and it was still dark, with a damp smell in the air.

Jiang Wenluo's body was wet, so he felt a little cold here.He rubbed his body, anxiously looking at the window where the little girl had appeared again and again, but everything had returned to normal.

"Could it be my illusion?" Jiang Wenluo was a little puzzled.

Li Hongyu seemed to know something, and he was very careful when giving him advice, for fear of alarming something, but he refused to believe and tell him.

"But people who came to this world before have been to the third floor?" He thought, "Maybe there are some taboos that cannot be said."

Soon, Li Hongyu fell asleep, her brows were furrowed, and she did not relax in her sleep.

The sound of even breathing sounded, and the room was dark. When Jiang Wenluo lay down, he put the dagger by his hand, and sniffed the smell of the handkerchief vigorously. His body relaxed, and he hugged it like a priceless treasure.

Just for a moment, he began to miss Liang Yaowen again.

Miss his hugs, his kisses, his caresses, and his saying to himself, "You're cute today, too."

Jiang Wenluo would smile shyly, knowing that Liang Yaowen really liked him, that's why he was willing to say love words to his ugly and terrifying face, repeatedly expressing his affection.

At the same time, Jiang Wenluo regretted that he didn't respond to Liang Yaowen more - he always said very little and kept his words of love in his heart.If given the chance, he would say "I love you" to Liang Yaowen many times.

And treat him better than before.

Jiang Wenluo didn't know all of this - what was going on in this world, and whether it was related to Liang Yaowen.

But he is also willing to believe that that person may still exist here, so it doesn't matter if he stays in this ghost place for a while, anyway, he will just be alive when he goes back, which doesn't mean much, he has to work hard to find Liang Yaowen.

The drowsiness gradually subsided, and Jiang Wenluo closed his eyes.

A sudden gust of wind blew up the white curtains at night, and the clock in the dilapidated room still turned as usual, but everything was filled with a sense of gloom.While Jiang Wenluo was asleep, another faintly small black figure appeared on the window separated from the other room, watching Jiang Wenluo and Li Hongyu quietly, but he didn't know how long it had been there.

The wind blew by Jiang Wenluo's ears, and gently penetrated into his ears, making Jiang Wenluo shudder in his sleep.

He woke up instantly, his drowsiness disappeared, and he immediately opened his eyes wide, looking at the ceiling——

Faintly, a voice came from outside.

"help me……"

"Come and save me!"

Jiang Wenluo sat up from the cushion, Li Hongyu was still sleeping beside him, oblivious to everything.Jiang Wenluo covered his ears, remembering Li Hongyu's advice to him.

"What happened outside?" Jiang Wenluo held the dagger in his hand, he hesitated, "Do you want to go out and have a look?"

In addition to the sound of calling for help, there was also a shrill scream outside, which was a man's voice.

There was also the sound of very thin footsteps.

It's not the voices of the headless doctor and the little boy, there are more emotions that belong to "living people" than their voices.

So at the very least, it is a "thing" with a human mind.

——Jiang Wenluo fell into a violent struggle.

There may be monsters outside, but it is more likely to be new people besides him and Li Hongyu.

On the first day I came here, I entered the scene on the third floor, and unluckily triggered the "game". Now I am struggling on the line of life and death, and I am desperately calling for help.

Jiang Wenluo had a case sheet, a painting, and a dagger in hand.

When his dagger hits other things in the corpse tide, it has strong damage, and maybe it can really save a person.Jiang Wenluo was very tormented, and it was really impossible to let him go.

When he was stuck in the mud in real life, Liang Yaowen rescued him.

When he met the headless doctor here, Li Hongyu rescued him again.

Jiang Wenluo breathed out, sat up calmly, and chose to walk to the door.

The corridor outside was empty, and the voice for help disappeared out of nowhere.

"It doesn't seem too good." Jiang Wenluo murmured, "Is it a trap?"

For a moment, Jiang Wenluo wanted to go back to sleep, but he noticed a strange, rustling noise around the corner.

Jiang Wenluo hid lightly at the door, and from the opening, he saw the little girl in the skirt again, with her back to him, holding a carving knife in her hand.

He moved his gaze upwards and saw a row of human heads on the table...

More precisely, the puppet's head.

The girl is making them alone in a dark room.

The head she holds in her hands is empty where the eyes are, and the eyes have not been installed yet.Hands, feet, all placed by her hand.Jiang Wenluo's footsteps were very light, and the girl didn't notice that there was a person standing behind her, and her movements were very focused.

Facing the human head in her hand, she suddenly laughed, put a woman's wig on the doll's head, and stuffed the eyes in from under the head, fixed it, and fiddled with the eyeballs with her hands.

As if very pleased with the new doll, she smiled happily.

Jiang Wenluo, who was behind her, noticed that her head was deformed, and there was a large tumor growing on the back, hanging strangely.

She stood up quickly and dressed the doll carefully, slowly and carefully.

Jiang Wenluo felt that the puppet had a strong sense of disobedience, but it looked very familiar.

...He suddenly shuddered, it was Li Hongyu.

The clothes on the doll are exactly the same as those worn by Li Hongyu.

"Help me..." The voice calling for help appeared again.

Jiang Wenluo held back his beating heart, and stepped back cautiously.

——The man who called for help was standing in a corner not far away.

In the room in front of him stood a row of puppets.They held hands like children, forming a circle, their jaws dropped without warning, revealing their tongueless mouths—they were counting the people in this room.

"One, two, three." Their voices were still in a thick childish tone, and they sounded cheerful, like children playing a game carefree.

But on the fan in the center of the room, there was a doll's head hanging.

When the man appeared at the door of the room, the huge eyes of this head turned suddenly, staring at him eeriely.

The man didn't dare to move, and he didn't even dare to make a sound.

Obviously the fan in the room was still running as usual just now——

The man has witnessed the whole process of this game.

——When the "dead" doll was playing the handkerchief game and failed to chase people, the fan in the room suddenly fell down, cutting off the doll's head.

Then the remaining seven dolls jumped up excitedly, tore off the doll's arms, opened their mouths and gnawed, leaving fragments of dolls all over the ground.

"Four."

"Five."

"..."

"Seven."

The man's heartbeat became faster and faster, and an ominous feeling enveloped him. He could only hold his breath as hard as he could, and minimize his sense of existence.He wanted to retreat and escape as quickly as possible, but there was a force pushing his shoulders, making him keep moving forward.

The puppet's finger had already touched the door, it paused mischievously, and soon showed a mocking smile at the man.

"...our eighth person has appeared."

At the other end of the corridor, Jiang Wenluo saw the man who was caught in the room, and he bent over and walked over.

"This person really doesn't seem to be a monster." Jiang Wenluo looked at the situation inside through the window on the door.

"Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief."

"Put gently on the back of the stranger—"

"Everyone, don't tell him."

"Hurry up and grab him."

"Hurry up and catch him—"

The neatly arranged puppets were singing the same ballad in the dark room. Jiang Wenluo saw that the man was already shaking. At this moment, he raised his head expectantly and looked in Jiang Wenluo's direction, grasping at the last straw.

"help me……"

"help me--"

"Come and save me!"

At this moment, the handkerchief was thrown behind the man, and the singing stopped abruptly.

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