"Is this the kid they raised?" Tang Baobai looked at the desk and made a quick decision, "I'm going to smash the kid."
"Smashing it now will do no harm but no good." Quan Heng plucked the beads to calm down the irritability aroused by the sound of the bell. "Those things are not used to protect it, but to restrain it."
Tang Bao took a deep breath, calmed down, and took out the prisoner's bayonet: "The door is blocked. If this continues, we will be trapped. Only by breaking the restraints can we really hurt it. I have opened a ghost map before to attack these ghost hand shadows." It's useless, but when they attack, we..."
Ghost hands came from all directions, and Tang Baobao rolled on the spot to avoid the intensive attacks: "——It will be difficult for us to escape, and ordinary attacks are useless. My weapons have no additional supernatural damage and have no attack on ghosts. Effectiveness, I’m afraid…”
"Bah——!"
The burning noise and the kid's resentful cry of pain rang out. Tang Bao Bao was startled and turned his head to look at the ghost's hand that had been retracted by the burning. He saw the long nail in Quan Heng's hand: "Why are you..."
"Time is too tight, I don't have time to say anything."
Quan Heng raised his hand, and the evil nail between his fingers turned into a prop card, and then turned back into a long nail the next second.
"Your other suspicion is also right. I did make a deal with the piper and exchanged prop cards.
"I think you are too. Senior, if you don't take it out and use it, I'm afraid I will have to help you write the address for the urn."
Tang Badan's face darkened, and he realized that he had been fooled.
He thought that because the ancestral hall was such an obvious trap, Quan Heng dared to enter because he had a perfect way to break it.
I didn’t expect that this person did exist, but not him!
In other words, Quan Heng also thought of a way to break the situation for him, but he had to bear the cost of breaking the situation himself, and at the same time consume the prop cards he obtained from trading after completing the mission without telling Peng Qinan.
but……
"I understand." Tang Bao calmed down, "Thanks for the reminder."
However, the [killing Peng Qinan] part of the transaction has been completed, and Quan Heng is also reminding him——
It’s time to show your sincerity.
Tang Bao took out the prop card from the [backpack] and spoke quickly and clearly, "The one-time prop card has the effect of [purification]. All supernatural soul monsters within a range of 20 meters will be affected, and their attack power will be reduced by 50%. The duration is five minute."
Quan Heng's smile deepened: "Use it, then use Peng Qinan's [Master Key] to open the door and bring the couple in."
Sure enough, everything was arranged.
Tang Baobao used the prop card resignedly and immediately stood up and opened the door.
[Ding dong! KP tip: You have used the item card "Purifying Spray"]
[Ding dong! KP Tip: You have used the item card "Master Key"]
The fresh and gentle mist spreads out from the prop card, overwhelmingly dispersing the choking smoke of the incense, and the spine-chilling gloominess also weakened a few points.
"What are you doing? You-ah! Don't grab my hair!"
"Let me go! Brat, do you want to die..."
There was an argument outside the door, and the couple cursed and screamed harshly. It seemed that Tang Bao had vented all his anger on the NPC monster.
Quan Heng laughed and turned around. The ghost hand that was about to approach immediately avoided the nail with fear, hesitantly explored it and then awkwardly retracted it.
"Children are afraid of pain," Quan Heng said with a warm smile, "After learning your lesson, don't bump into me again."
Dozens of pairs of ghostly hands were twisted together on the wall, like a little girl who was uneasy and a little unconvinced after being scolded.
Quan Heng lifted the red rope bell that was in the way, walked to the desk and uncovered the red cloth. The half-formed fetus was squeezed into the jar, just like what he saw in the predicted plot.
"Let me go ah——!!"
Tang Bao kicked the weak man with weak kidneys into the house. He then dragged the woman by her hair into the ancestral hall in a ferocious manner, turned around and locked the door.
The woman covered her scalp and wailed. She looked up and saw Quan Heng standing next to the imp sealing jar. She shivered with resentment in her eyes.
"Auntie," Quan Heng didn't care. She put her left hand on the desk, shook the black spike in her right hand, and chuckled, "Do you think my cousin is... happy in there?"
The woman's expression suddenly changed, and she screamed in horror: "Don't smash it——!!"
Quan Heng's smile deepened, and he held the evil spirit nail in his hand and drove it hard into the damaged part of the glass jar. The glass shattered with a "bang"!
The antiseptic fluid splashed everywhere, and the pale fetus as big as a palm rolled out. It suddenly coughed and choked a few times in the dead silence.
The woman screamed in horror.
The ghost fetus was awakened, his deformed arms twitched a few times, turned over with a wrinkled face, slowly opened his eyes, and saw his frightened "parents".
"Ah... ugh... na..."
Her eyes lit up, she stretched out her limp fingers, and tried her best to bend her smile, but her facial features didn't even grow properly. She was so ugly and scary. No matter how happy and flattering her smile was, it still looked weird and distorted.
"Ghost... ghost! She's coming out! She's coming out..." The woman was so frightened that her legs became weak, she was trembling and wanted to crawl out, but she couldn't even speak clearly.
The ghost child didn't understand her mother's words. She stretched out her hands to her parents with all her strength, as if she was longing for a hug.
The man's eyes widened in panic, he looked around in panic, gritted his teeth and picked up the broken chair legs on the ground, and angrily shouted: "Go back to your jar, you lose money! Why don't you go back! What are you looking at? What are you trying to do with your hands?" !”
The ghost child was stunned by the roar, and the smile that was desperately raised at the corner of her mouth melted little by little. She lowered her hands and quietly looked at her roaring and frightened parents. After a long time, she blinked very slowly, smelling the unpleasant filth. The antiseptic water dripped from her eyelashes, as if she was crying.
But the stillborn kid is just a tool. How could an ugly monster, a tool for profit, shed tears?
It's impossible, it's ridiculous.
The ghost fetus grinned, and the whole room trembled. Countless bloody handprints climbed up the wall. The unseen shadow tightly grasped the woman's hair from behind and bit the man's thigh. Fear and pain overwhelmed the loved ones.
“Ahhhh——!!”
The bell rang wildly, and the red rope broke and fell to the ground.
…
Three minutes later.
The ground was strewn with body parts and men's and women's clothes were in shreds.
The ghost hands dissipated with the kid's exhausted resentment, and the mutilated fetus lost its vitality and turned into a doll with buttons sewn on.
"The skin was peeled off to make her flesh and blood, and the buttons were sewn into her eyes." Quan Heng read slowly, bending down to pick up the wet doll, which felt like wrinkled flesh. "After taking revenge, she turned back into a doll, and her resentment was gone. I spread it to my parents."
Tang Badou dusted off his arms, looked at the torn couple, frowned and sighed:
"There is no kindness and no kindness. A person who could have been reincarnated directly after his death was turned into a little ghost by his parents. Although there is also the ghost mother's handiwork in it, the main users are the parents. Who should they blame if they are not right?
"These two monsters really don't regard children as human beings, they only regard them as objects that can bring benefits."
Quan Heng didn't say anything. He gently placed the flesh-skin doll on the table, pulled the red cloth aside to cover it, and then turned around and took off several talismans from the house.
"What are you doing with this?" Tang Bao asked.
"I told you, buy it for zero yuan."
"...Are you really here to rob?"
Tang Bao was leaning against the wall. When he saw Quan Heng nodding, the corner of his mouth twitched. He took a deep breath, held down the fire, and changed the subject.
"This talisman can't suppress the little devil, so it's not very useful. It's not as good as the one drawn by the Taoist priest in the player. It also works in the game."
Quan Heng paused and spoke with interest: "Taoist?"
"Well, he is a Taoist priest who is not very serious, but he is very good at playing games." Tang Baobao simply mentioned, and continued to ask unwillingly, "So you came to the third floor just to rob? There is no other gain, just two prop cards for nothing?"
"Of course."
"for example?"
Quan Heng folded the intact yellow talisman, put it into his coat pocket, and said casually: "For example, I found a way to kill the ghost mother."
"Oh, you found Killer Ghost..."
Tang Bao Bao was coaxed by this light tone. He suddenly paused for a few seconds when he said this. After realizing it, his eyes widened and he stood up in shock:
"——What did you say you found?!"
