I play the horror world as a development game

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Xiaotian's father's face was a little dark, and the horrible wound on his body was still bleeding black blood. For a moment, he couldn't tell who was the perpetrator.

"Xiaotian is a lovely child. It is normal to love children, but you must also have filial piety."

"It's wrong to reject an old man like this, no matter what."

"I'm just helping an old man to see his grandson who misses him day and night. What's wrong with that?" Qin Nuo spread his hands and said.

After he said this, Xiaotian's parents squinted at Qin Nuo.

Qin Nuo was puzzled: "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

"It's that old woman downstairs again, what I want you to do right?" Xiaotian's father suddenly said, his eyes darkened.

"Sounds like it's not the first time?" Qin Nuo's eyebrows twitched.

"She told you that we were not filial, neglected her, and didn't even give her a glance at our grandson."

Xiaotian's father repeated what the old lady said earlier.

Qin Nuo had a strange expression on his face: "You know everything?"

"Of course we know, she says that to people all the time."

"But these are all fabricated by the old woman out of thin air. We are not her son and daughter-in-law, and our child is not her grandson."

"The old woman is demented, or crazy. That day when we checked into the hotel, she set her eyes on our children and often went to our grandson. Later, we somehow became her unfilial son and daughter-in-law. her grandson."

"It's that old woman again, I've had enough, I can't even avoid it!" the short-haired woman said coldly.

At this point, the misunderstanding seems to be resolved.

The two couples didn't intend to settle accounts anymore, or in other words, they didn't have the ability to settle accounts.

Xiaotian's father glared at his son fiercely: "Stinky bastard, what did I tell you? Don't run around! You will only add trouble to me!"

He grabbed Xiaotian's ears, and the latter burst into tears.

The short-haired woman turned towards Brick beside her, called him directly in the face, and said coldly, "Aside from complaining about the child, what else would you do?"

"Mom..." Xiaotian looked at her aggrievedly.

The short-haired woman glanced at her son coldly, but also did not change her tone: "Next time, make trouble for me and break your legs, so you don't have to run around!"

Xiaotian lowered his head and said in a low voice: "You don't care about me, I can only play with myself..."

The two ignored it at all, and dragged Xiaotian away.

Both fathers obviously lacked concern for their children, as if they had fulfilled their responsibilities as long as they were alive.

Qin Nuo looked at Xiaotian, at his skinny skin, frowning, and suddenly a horrifying thought appeared in his heart.

Will the parents' neglect cause Xiaotian to starve to death?

Qin Nuo didn't think too much about this guess. He chased after him, thinking that no matter whether Xiaotian was his grandson or not, he would get the ingredients first, but when he got out of the corridor, the family of three had already disappeared, as if he knew his plan, and slipped away. faster than anyone else.

Qin Nuo had a helpless expression.

"What do we do now?" the blood-eyed ghost asked.

"Go back and have a look at the dream first, it was a while ago."

Qin Nuo said, turned around and walked upstairs.

However, he went up one floor after another, but he always found himself on the third floor.

The numbers painted with red paint on the wall are particularly conspicuous under the light.

"Ghost hitting the wall?" Qin Nuo looked up and down the stairs.

"No, it's a ghost that died in the wall of the stairs. It likes to play tricks on you." The blood-eyed ghost said.

Qin Nuo was exhausted. This night was really spooky. Generally speaking, it shouldn't be like this. It should be because of involvement in dungeons.

He looked up at the number 3, and some red paint had seeped out of it, forming a few words.

"Play with me until I am satisfied, then I can let you go."

The red paint peeled off from the lettering, it was as bright as blood, and it looked quite horrifying.

Qin Nuo lost his patience: "Yes, I can play with you, but I have my own unique way of playing."

As he spoke, he took out the bone cracking hammer and poured a bottle of boy urine on the hammer.

"Shall we play something exciting?"

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Meng stayed alone in the room, the wall behind the TV was shaking again, and the cracks on it were getting longer and longer.

Some weird sounds came from behind the wall...

Place the music box on the balcony, and there will be pleasant music.

Meng stood on tiptoe, unaffected by the sound behind the wall, and was about to jump when the door suddenly knocked.

Meng ignored it, she seemed to know whether the person outside the door was Qin Nuo.

But the movement outside the door still did not stop.

Some weird thin wires protruded from the doorknob and wound around it.

Meng looked at it, and suddenly said: "You should have entered the wrong room, this is 501, my brother said, strangers are not allowed to enter."

Click!

As soon as she finished speaking, the doorknob was turned, and then the door was opened little by little.

The door opened, and the cold night wind poured in. The candles on the table flickered, and the light flickered on and off.

Meng stopped dancing and looked around with blinking eyes.

A tall figure appeared.

Wearing a generous windbreaker and a high hat on his head, a vicissitudes of the middle-aged face was revealed. Seeing the dream, he showed a kind smile: "Nizi, what a coincidence, we meet again."

"Uncle during the day, what's the matter with you?"

Insufficient light, extremely dim, but Meng still recognized it at a glance.

"Where's that brother of yours?" Li Mo's eyes fell around the room, and finally landed on Meng's body, petite and exquisite, but like a piece of rough jade, ethereal and flawless.

"He went out."

"It's not safe to go out at night, there are many dangerous things outside, if you don't come back now, I think something happened to him." Li Mo said, there were four little birds dancing on the windbreaker.

"No, my brother is quite powerful, don't worry." Meng said flatly.

"Aren't you bored staying here by yourself? Go out for a walk with uncle. There are many beautiful things outside at night. I'll take you to see them."

Meng pulled up a chair and sat down, shaking her head: "I can't go out."

"And, uncle, you are a stranger, go out quickly, you will suffer when my brother comes back."

"Your brother can't come back, I have seen his body."

"You need someone to take care of you. From now on, how about I take care of you?"

Li Mo opened his mouth quietly, the crutch in his hand shone with a strange light.

The door behind him suddenly slammed shut.

Meng suddenly stopped laughing, and with her bare feet, curled up on a chair, she asked, "Uncle, do you think I'm biased?"

"Do you still think I'm an idiot?"

Li Mo's smile continued, and his tone became more serious: "Little girl, uncle, I'll just say something smart."

"From now on, you have become a piece of forbidden land, a piece of forbidden land that belongs only to me."

"No, it should be said that the collection is more beautiful and pleasant to hear."

===Chapter 383 The shadow emerges and almost vomits blood===

Expressing his intention, Li Mo no longer concealed the greed in his eyes, it was pathological greed.

"Oh."

"Then can you leave?"

For such eyes and words, Meng behaved very plainly, sat on the sofa, picked up the music box by the window, stopped the rotation of the clockwork, and the lingering music stopped abruptly.

Li Mo raised his head, first squinted his eyes, and looked at Meng strangely, then the corners of his mouth curled up: "It seems that you still have to resist."

He snapped his fingers, and a bird flew down from the windbreaker.

It fiddled with its head, and there was a blood mark on its feathers shining brightly. In the next second, the bird swelled rapidly, the feathers fell off, and the bulging flesh and blood, like foam, grew wildly fast.

Then, a girl in thin clothes curled up on the floor, looking pitiful. On her smooth and smooth skin, there were horrifying sewing needles and threads, like ferocious centipedes, climbing on it.

Meng looked at her sister with a dull expression on her face.

Liuli's pupils trembled slightly.

"Pretty? Don't worry, you will be like this soon."

Li Mo said.

Meng didn't answer, looking at the girl on the ground, the tone of her voice changed a bit: "Why do you treat them like this?"

"What can you gain by turning them into this?"

The girl on the ground stood up slowly, her delicate face was pale, and the eyeballs in her eye sockets seemed to be necrotic, full of holes.

"You have to be clear, they were just slaves in the past. I experienced the value they should have and gave them new life."

"They enjoy the way they are now, and they are willing to be my flesh and blood."

Li Mo laughed out loud.

"But you can't hear them, are they crying?"

Meng's complexion looked worse and worse, and her mood swings gradually expanded.

She looked at the girl, and a large number of fragments suddenly appeared in her mind.

Those fragments of memory that she had forgotten and discarded.

It's like a mirror, pieced back together bit by bit.

She held her head in her hands and looked at the girl with fear gradually.

The girl looked at Meng, but without the slightest hesitation, she rushed out and grabbed her with one hand.

Li Mo didn't rush, pulled a chair from one side, sat down, leaning on crutches with both hands: "Don't break it."

Those hands dreamily pinched Meng Meng's neck. As the strength increased, the needle thread on the girl's arm suddenly broke, and the skin was torn apart.

Those needles and threads, like living things, moved strangely and turned towards the dream.

"No!"

A strange light appeared all over Meng's body, and she easily got rid of it. She leaned in the corner, and the fear in her eyes became more and more obvious.

It wasn't the needles and threads that she was afraid of.

but girls.

His eyes fell on her, and those figures that she didn't want to see kept appearing in her mind.

The girl looked at Meng and continued to pounce, the needles and threads on her body broke one after another, moving on the white skin like a living thing, which was especially terrifying.

Li Mo looked at Meng with a strange look on his face: "This girl..."

With a movement of his eyes, the three little birds on his body also flew out, lifted the curse, turned back into the girl's real body, and continued to pounce on the dream in the corner.

Li Mo took out a pocket watch, looked at the time on it, and then at the door, frowning slightly.

The other two haven't returned yet.

There was a vague premonition of uneasiness in his heart...

In the room, it was a mess, and the four girls frantically clawed towards Meng.

Meng lost her composure, she kept breaking free from those hands, and one hand grabbed her body, leaving a black mark.

Her eyes were full of fear, and she kept wiping them until her skin was flushed red.