Chapter 7 - 148,158

Chapter 148 Chicken Leg Incident

Chapter 148 Chicken Leg Incident

The younger brother's cowardly look made the Dragon people who were watching the live broadcast quickly forget the heavy heart of the death of the Chosen One of the Korean Country.

In the picture, Mo Lian narrowed his eyes and looked like he was thinking.

"Sis, I promise you will like it very much." The younger brother was afraid that she would not agree, so he quickly grabbed her sleeve and shook it, "If you don't like it, you can beat me hard again."

"Okay." Mo Lian agreed.

The younger brother immediately smiled and said, "Sister, wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

Before he could run, a strong hand pressed down on his shoulder, preventing him from escaping. "Sister is not an impatient person. It won't be too late to go back and get it after you finish reading the book and have dinner."

"Oh." The younger brother was afraid of being beaten, so he had to return to his desk to read dejectedly.

Ever since entering the Rule Ghost Story copy, that kind of prompt sound has never sounded, making Mo Lian unaware of the extent to which his plot has been unlocked.

Is it that there isn't one, or that they simply don't remind you?

If it was the latter, she would be put in a passive position.

To pass the level perfectly, you must find as many clues as possible!

After thinking it over, she decided to look for it in her room first. After all, her father was outside now. If he knew that she didn't read the book, it would probably cause some strange events.

"No." Mo Lian was shocked and suddenly remembered her mother who blew herself up last night.

Why didn't any unexpected situation occur after an NPC disappeared from the dungeon for so long?

She searched the room while thinking.

I searched under the bed, under the pillow, under the sheets, every drawer of the desk, and every book on the bookshelf.

Finally, in the innermost closet, I found a clay ceramic basin with some ashes of something burnt in it, like paper.

"Sister, what are you looking for? Do you want me to help you?" the younger brother asked flatteringly.

Mo Lian looked back at him calmly, with an indifferent expression, "Study hard and recite a text today. I will test you in the evening. If you recite a word wrong, you will be punched."

"Sister, you are so fierce, which boy would dare to marry you?" The younger brother's eyes were red, "If you can't get married and stay at home every day, won't I be beaten every day?"

Just when he was heartbroken, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom…"

After a knock on the door, a woman's doting voice came from outside the door, "My dear, come out for dinner."

Mo Lian was startled. This voice...

It's mom!

She thought about all the rules before she walked over, opened the door, and looked at the woman standing outside her room.

The woman was so thin that she was just a bag of bones, with no flesh on her face. She could be considered a walking skeleton.

But a bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her loving and doting eyes fell on Mo Lian, without any of the murderous look she had last night.

This is the world of regular ghost stories. If the mother is gone, it is normal for another one to appear.

Mo Lian put away the guard in her eyes, raised her hand to push the black glasses frame on her nose, turned her head to look at her brother who was stealing glances at her, and shouted, "Mom asked us to eat, come quickly, don't let the family wait anxiously."

"Coming." The younger brother hurriedly threw away the book in his hand, jumped off the chair and ran out.

Mo Lian followed her brother into the living room and saw her father and grandfather sitting at the dining table waiting for dinner. Her mother went back to the kitchen alone to serve the dishes.

Just as the younger brother was about to climb onto the chair, Mo Lian pulled him down and said, "Go help mom serve the dishes."

The pinched wrist hurt a lot, and the younger brother was reluctant to do it. He nodded and agreed because he was afraid of being beaten, "Sister, let go, I'll go right away."

After watching her brother go to help her mother, Mo Lian looked at her father again, "Dad, I'm tired from reading. Come with me to help grandma get down."

"Okay, Dad will go with you." The man stood up, went upstairs with Mo Lian, knocked on grandma's door, and carried her and her wheelchair to the dining table.

Although my brother couldn't help much, my mother was still very happy, "The dishes are ready, let's eat."

Mo Lian sat next to her mother, with her younger brother on the other side, and her grandparents and father opposite her.

Today's dishes include meat and vegetables, which are delicious and appetizing.

But she simply couldn't forget the human head dinner last night. It wasn't because she had a psychological trauma, but she was just afraid that eating meat would be contaminated by the strange aura and reduce her mental strength.

In the Rules Ghost Story, the strength of mental power determines how far the Chosen One can go in the end.

She took the chopsticks her father handed her and only picked up the vegetables on the table to eat.

"My dear, why don't you eat meat?" Her mother looked at her with distressed eyes, "You read books all day long, how can you be nutritious without meat?"

"Your mother is right, you should eat more meat." Dad picked up a chicken leg and put it into Mo Lian's bowl.

The thirteen rules do not say whether you can eat meat.

Mo Lian thought of the head from last night and realized that the meat might be another hurdle.

"Eat quickly, this is the first time your dad picks food for you." Her mother looked at her dully, her eyes wide open, her eyeballs almost falling out of their sockets.

Dad also had a grim look on his face.

The light in the room suddenly became dim, and it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

"My dear, why don't you eat?" The mother's eyes were red and she looked like she was about to cry at any time.

[Rule 4: If you have a mother who only knows how to cry, when you see her crying, please pretend you didn't see it]

[Rule 6: When Dad is at home, you must comfort Mom and never let her cry]

Right now, the only way for my mother to return to normal is to eat the chicken legs.

The more this happened, the more Mo Lian felt that there was something wrong with this chicken leg and it could not be eaten under any circumstances.

If she doesn't eat, her mother will cry, her father will stare at her, her grandfather's eyes will become even more gloomy, her grandmother will lower her head and her expression will not be clear, and only her brother will be trying hard to eat.

Seeing this scene, the leaders of the Longguo Weird Management Association were busy analyzing solutions.

After reading the rules on the notebook, Gu Changsheng thought for a moment and picked up the prompter beside him.

Before he could press the prompt button, Mo Lian had already taken action.

Where her family couldn't see, she pinched her brother hard and pointed at the chicken leg in her bowl.

The younger brother looked confused. Although he really wanted the chicken leg, he didn't dare to snatch it from his sister.

Mo Lian felt helpless and wrote on his palm, asking him to have a chicken leg.

"Sister, can you give me your chicken leg?" the younger brother cautiously tested.

"You are my brother, so of course I have to give you delicious food." Mo Lian picked up the chicken leg with the other end of the chopsticks and put it into his brother's bowl before continuing to eat.

The atmosphere among the family was no longer depressing. No one spoke and everyone lowered their heads to eat.

[Rule 8: The whole family dotes on your younger brother, so don't reject any of his requests]

With this rule in place, Mo Lian let her brother ask for the chicken leg and then took the opportunity to give the chicken leg away. This did not violate the rules at all. In this way, Guiyi could not kill her.

She didn't use any innate skills or strange pets, and only relied on her own speculation to escape the disaster, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

Little did they know that everyone in Longguo's live broadcast room was almost going crazy with laughter.Chapter 149: Brother's GiftChapter 149: Brother's Gift[Hahahahahaha… Miss Mo Lian raised the difficulty of the rule-based ghost story dungeon by herself, and solved the crisis by herself. Who else is so amazing? ]

[That's right, when other Chosen Ones were eating, their younger brothers would cry and ask for chicken legs. Only Mo Lian's younger brother didn't even dare to look at the chicken legs.]

[It can be seen that the younger brother has been traumatized by the beating]

[My goddess is domineering and dealing with weirdness in the rules and ghost stories every day, I really love it]

The live broadcast room was bustling with activity, and everyone in the weird management committee looked at the barrage of comments, feeling both amused and helpless.

Xuan Lingzi coughed lightly, "Principal Gu, wait for Mo Lian to come out of the dungeon, and then we can have a small gathering together."

"I couldn't find an opportunity when I was in school, and she was injured and stayed at home a few days ago. If I keep waiting, I really don't know if I can succeed in accepting a disciple in my lifetime."

"After all, we are colleagues. You have to help me with this."

Gu Changsheng thought of the female ghost who broke into Gu Garden that day, and the Black Gold Cone whose source had not been found for such a long time. He pondered for a long time before saying, "Wait for Mo Lian to come back, I will ask her opinion first."

"If she agrees to go, I will contact Daoist Friend Xuan."

"It's settled." Xuan Lingzi laughed, "If I can successfully recruit a disciple, I will definitely book the Bliss Fairy Pavilion of Xianwei Hall and invite everyone present to a banquet. You can also be my witness."

Seeing his bold words, Mr. Zhou also smiled, "It's not cheap to book a day at the Paradise Fairy Pavilion."

"It can be seen that you, as a master, are absolutely sincere."

"It's easy to find a priceless treasure, and it's hard to find a talented disciple. What's the point of spending some money?" Xuan Lingzi looked at the live broadcast screen and saw the girl who had returned to the room sigh.

"You guys are all very good at dealing with people and have a lot of ideas in your heads. Come on and help me come up with some ideas."

"What should I do to make this little girl Mo Lian willingly become my disciple?"

Hearing this, everyone smiled helplessly.

"We can't talk to Mo Lian, so we can't help you."

"That's right. Don't think we can still act like a leader in front of Mo Lian. If she gets upset and doesn't participate in the rule talk, we will be dumbfounded."

"As far as I know, Mo Lian is not a money-loving person. I heard that she has never used the card given to her by the state."

"Mo Lian is a true hero who cares about his country and his people, and regards money as dirt."

When Gu Changsheng heard the praises from the leaders, he couldn't help but recall the day when someone was asked not to swipe the card given by Mr. Zhou and looked very angry.

The corners of his lips curved up.

To him, money is the most worthless thing.

He would personally give Mo Lian everything he needed, without asking for charity from others.

Accepting the cards and using the money means being tied to the Dragon Kingdom and becoming a puppet to be controlled.

That was not the result he wanted to see.

A person who wholeheartedly fights against the weird rules and weirdness, does not ask for money, but only seeks to protect the lives of some people. Even if some people want to make a move, they have to consider themselves and see if they can withstand the wrath of heaven and the resentment of people!

He didn't like being bound by any rules in this world, so naturally he wouldn't really push Mo Lian into the abyss.

And Mo Lian only needs to do one thing, fight against the weird rules and buy time to find the truth!

…

The emerald green jade ring on the left thumb trembled slightly.

In the bedroom, Mo Lian came back to his senses as he looked out the window at the dark sky.

She took off the ring and placed it in front of her eyes, quietly studying the familiar handwriting on it.

[Do not hate or complain, have compassion for all living beings]

Who do you blame? Who do you hate?

Why should we have compassion on all living beings?

Why are there these words on the equipment given by the rule ghost story?

Mo Lian's slender white fingers gently stroked the eight words, and her eyes involuntarily emerged with the scenes she saw when she first met Gu Sui'an at the Taoist Academy.

Even though she couldn't see the man's face clearly in the vague illusion, she inexplicably wanted to get close to him, but also felt aggrieved and suffocated.

She thinks she is not a fragile person.

My heart is as cold as stone.

Those unexplained emotions were all caused by Gu Sui'an.

In the Death Forest copy of the Princess Escape Ghost Story, Gu Sui'an's voice awakened her.

In the castle pagoda, Gu Sui'an appeared for no reason.

When he said his goodbyes, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

Everything indicates that the memory she forgot is likely related to him.

What on earth did I forget?

"Boom boom boom~"

A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

My brother's deliberately lowered voice came from outside the door.

"Sister, open the door!"

Mo Lian put aside his tangled thoughts, walked over to open the door, raised his hand to pull his brother into the room, locked it, all in one go.

"Bring out the gifts."

"Here." The younger brother took out a box from his clothes.

Mo Lian took it, opened it and saw that it was filled with pens, all kinds of pens.

The younger brother came closer and whispered, "Sis, Dad doesn't like you touching this the most. Don't let him find out, or we will both be beaten to death."

"Also, be careful when you draw. Don't let others see you, especially Dad."

"Otherwise, he will burn all your paintings again."

When Mo Lian heard him say this, something flashed through her mind.

There will be no useless information in the copy.

Her brother gave her a paintbrush and said that she liked painting, which was enough to show that this was her hidden personality.

In this family, the father likes people who love to study the most, so if she is found drawing, she will be attacked.

"I understand." Mo Lian pinched her brother's fat face, "Don't worry, this is our secret, we won't let anyone else know."

"Yeah." My brother nodded.

After he left, Mo Lian immediately moved the stool in front of the wardrobe, wanting to put all the paintbrush boxes in an invisible corner.

Unexpectedly, when she climbed up, she saw a stack of drawing paper with drawings on it in the corner of the cabinet.

"It seems that the 'I' in this family really likes painting." Mo Lian took out the drawing paper and looked through them one by one.

In the painting, there is a grandfather with a solemn expression, a grandmother in a wheelchair, a father with a gloomy face and a mother with a forced smile.

There were four people, but neither she nor her brother was there.

There are too few clues to figure it out for now.

Just as she raised her hand to put the drawing paper and paintbrush inside the top of the cabinet, she accidentally touched a rough rope!

Almost at the same time, the lights in the room exploded.

It was dark in an instant.

A gust of wind blew her hair and brushed across her slender neck, leaving a chill that biting her bones.

Mo Lian felt someone was spying on him in the dark. He turned around and was face to face with a knotted rope.

"Die, die." The bewitching voice floated into his ears.

"You are so stupid and can't learn anything. You are really useless."

"Why do you always make dad angry?"

"Mom cried again today."

"You are so useless, you have no value at all."

"Be free."

The room was filled with a strong and strange atmosphere, and the jade ring instantly emitted a dazzling white light, enveloping Mo Lian's body.

She lowered her head, her long dark blue hair covering half of her face, leaving only her delicate and tempting cherry lips exposed.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly in a playful arc, "No, you're not right."

Chapter 150 All are correct rules

Chapter 150 All are correct rules

"In this world, no one is completely useless."

"Even if it's garbage, it can be recycled."

"Even if it cannot be recycled, it once had its own value."

Mo Lian took out the rusty butcher knife and cut the rope in front of him, "You said I'm stupid?"

"Without my stupidity, who can set off the smart people?"

"I am so valuable!"

"As for Dad being angry, it's because he can't control his temper. What does it have to do with me?"

"Mom is crying because she can't get over it. Once she figured it out, she will stop crying. After all, crying is not helpful for the current predicament except venting the emotions in her heart."

The smile in her eyes was wanton and confident. "You want to brainwash me? You're dreaming."

In the room, the black fog seemed to solidify for a moment before gradually dispersing.

"Since I got the mental illness, my condition has been so good that I won't blame myself at all."

Mo Lian's words made the group of Dragon people in the live broadcast room laugh, and easily eased the tense and terrifying atmosphere just now.

[Hahahahaha… Miss Mo Lian said it well. Each of us should have this mentality and not drive ourselves crazy because of other people's expectations.]

[As long as you go crazy first, you won't be driven crazy by others! ]

[That's what they say, but in reality, many people are under too much pressure and drive themselves to death]

The screen was filled with comments expressing everyone's admiration.

During the live broadcast, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the room door.

Mo Lian hurriedly got down from the stool, looked down at the watch on his wrist which was glowing with a faint golden light, and realized that it was already twelve o'clock.

Due to the arrival of the black fog, I completely missed the opportunity to give a reminder yesterday.

Now, according to rule ten, you need to lie down on the table and sleep immediately.

She didn't care about her depression, she lifted her chair and went back to the desk, opened a book at random, rested her head on the book, and closed her eyes.

"Squeak~"

The door was opened from the outside.

The light in the bedroom was broken. Only a faint ray of moonlight shone through the window, illuminating the room that was so narrow that the end could be seen at a glance.

Not long after, the footsteps disappeared.

But the feeling of being stared at still did not dissipate, and it was right behind me.

Mo Lian frowned, a sense of vigilance arose in her heart, and she was ready to counterattack at any time.

The sound of a lighter was heard.

The small flame illuminated the bedroom, casting two dark shadows on the wall.

One was of Mo Lian lying on the table.

The other one was a strong man, the father of this family!

"Why is the light broken?" After checking the light, the man walked behind Mo Lian and pushed her with his hand. "Wake up and help Dad light up. I'll change the light bulb for you."

Mo Lian slowly opened his eyes, pretending to be sleepy, and rubbed his eyes as if he was half awake.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"You kid, you read so much that the light went out. Next time, go to bed and don't ruin your body." The man sighed helplessly.

"I want you to study hard, not to kill yourself."

"Oh, I understand." Mo Lian took the lighter from his hand and lit it up.

Dad walked out of the room, and after a while, he came back, holding a new light tube in one hand and a folding ladder in the other, and started to install the light for her.

Mo Lian looked at him quietly from below, lost in thought.

[Rule 10: At midnight, do not go to the bathroom. You must sleep on the desk. After you hear the door open and close, lock the door and go to bed.]

When she first saw the rules, Mo Lian thought that the person who came to see her at twelve o'clock every day was her father. After all, he was set up to like children who love to study.

But this unexpected event tonight made her feel that it was not the case.

Dad was very concerned about her health and didn't want her to stay up late to study.

So...

Whose voice could be behind the sounds of doors opening and closing and leaving?

[Rule 13: Attention, there is a dead person in your house, and this person cannot leave the house]

Could it be the 'dead person' at home?

Soon, the light was fixed and the light suddenly came on, which was a bit dazzling.

Dad came down from the ladder and patted her on the head. "Go to bed early. Next time the light breaks, ask Dad to fix it."

He left with his tools and disappeared into the darkness of the living room.

Mo Lian locked the door and thought back to Rule 10, "Don't go to the bathroom after midnight?"

"What will happen if I go?" Her eyes flashed with eagerness. Seeing that it was almost one o'clock in the middle of the night, she hurriedly opened the door, tiptoed past her brother's room, and came to the bathroom at the corner of the stairs.

The bathroom door was made of translucent glass and it was pitch black inside.

She turned on the bathroom light and walked in.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the temperature here is obviously much lower than that in the bedroom.

Under the pale light, Mo Lian stood alone in front of the mirror above the washbasin, staring at the other self in it.

[Do you think there will be a female ghost with blood coming out of all seven orifices in the mirror? ]

[Perhaps it was the Miss Mo Lian in the mirror who gave the real Miss Mo Lian a sinister smile]

[Is it possible that after Miss Mo Lian leaves, the Miss Mo Lian in the mirror will still be there, staring at her back? ]

[A strong woman like a female eagle has put her feet back into the quilt]

In Longguo's live broadcast room, all conceivable horror scenarios were thought through, which invisibly intensified the atmosphere of fear.

Mo Lian had already made all preparations, but there was no strangeness in the mirror. When she blinked, the person in the mirror also blinked. When she didn't move, the person in the mirror also didn't move.

She didn't believe that this bathroom wasn't evil.

So, late at night, I played rock-paper-scissors with myself in the mirror.

Dragon Country People: "…"

Weird management of the congregation leader: "..."

Gu Changsheng could see that Mo Lian wanted to quickly find a perfect way to pass the level, but he was amused by her actions.

The game lasted for an hour with no winner decided, and Mo Lian completely lost his patience.

[Mo Lian, the Chosen One of Dragon Country, I am Gu Sui'an from the Weird Management Committee. Based on the performance of Kenston, the Chosen One of Beautiful Country, the thirteen rules are all correct rules.]

A prompt sound rang in Mo Lian's mind.

Mo Lian, who was doubting the truth of the rules, raised a happy smile at the corner of his lips.

"Master, we are so in tune with each other. As soon as I thought of this, you gave me the relevant answer."

There was no reply from the other end, only a low laugh.

The reminder tone is turned off.

Mo Lian decided to come over at exactly twelve o'clock tomorrow night to see what was going on.

As soon as she walked out of the bathroom, she suddenly met the little boy's frightened eyes. His eyes, which were squeezed into a slit by the flesh on his fat face, opened wide, as if he was not seeing her, but a ghost.

"sister..."

"No, what kind of evil spirit are you, possessing my sister?"

"I warn you, if you hurt her, don't hurt me again."

As he spoke, he backed away and immediately turned around and ran towards his room. Unfortunately, someone was faster than him, and by the time he could react, he had been grabbed by the collar and lifted up.

I wanted to shout, but my mouth was suddenly covered by a cold hand.

The girl's gentle but dangerous voice came to my ears, "Don't make a sound, or I will eat you right away."

The little boy shuddered, and a large spot of his pants got wet, which flowed down his trouser legs.

Mo Lian: "!!!"Chapter 151 Weird Family

Chapter 151 Weird Family

The next morning, my brother was nowhere to be seen.

He even didn't follow rule seven, which required him to play games with her every day.

Just as the sky was getting light, a suppressed crying sound came from outside, which made Mo Lian unable to sleep.

Our copy is a copy of the harmonious family, and it takes ten days to complete it.

Today is the third day, and there are seven days left.

However, the warning sound of the rules of the ghost story never gives the completion degree of the plot.

This made Mo Lian a little annoyed.

She didn't know how many clues she had found.

This family looks normal, but in fact everyone is weird.

Thinking of this, she closed her eyes and silently reviewed everything she had experienced in the past three days.

It is known that there are six people in this family, one of whom does not exist, and there is also a "dead person".

Dad is very strict and likes children who love to study.

Mom loves to cry.

Grandpa's strange temper has not yet become too obvious.

Grandma in a wheelchair...

right!

It's grandma!

Mo Lian suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light burst out in his eyes.

She remembered that the first day she entered her grandmother's room, she saw a photo on the altar in her bedroom.

"After I go into the bathroom to find out what's going on at twelve o'clock tonight, I must find a chance to go into grandma's room and take a look!"

After making up her mind, she threw back the quilt and got up.

"Bang, bang, bang…"

A burst of smashing sounds came into my ears from outside the door.

Mo Lian calmly put on his black-framed glasses, picked up the book that proved his status as a top student, held it in his hand, and pushed the door open and walked out.

"Cry, cry, cry, just cry!"

"All my wealth will be wiped out by your crying."

"Look at what you've taught your child to be like. He's still wetting his pants at this age!"

As soon as Mo Lian walked into the hall, he saw the mess on the floor and his father who was furious.

There was a cut on my mother's forehead and blood was gushing out. She was huddled in a corner, covering her face and crying.

My younger brother was sitting on the sofa with his lower body naked, eating an apple with an indifferent expression.

"Still crying, still crying?" Seeing Mom's timid look, Dad became even more furious.

"It's Monday and I haven't had breakfast yet. Should I go to work?"

"You eat my food, drink my drinks, and cry all day long."

"Does it mean that I have to stop working and let my whole family starve to death before you can be satisfied?"

The man's face turned red with anger. He grabbed a chair and was about to smash it at my mother, but he found that the chair was fixed in mid-air and could not move at all.

He turned around and saw the girl in black-framed glasses reading a book while grabbing the back of the chair.

It was clearly a white, slender and boneless hand, but it was so powerful that it was impossible to resist.

"Mo Lian, let go."

"I'm going to beat this woman to death today!"

Mo Lian then raised his head and said in a cold and calm voice, "That won't work. If she dies, who will make breakfast for me?"

She turned her gaze to the disheveled woman on the ground and sighed, "Mom, I read all night last night and I'm starving. I want to eat bread in the morning."

When the woman heard what Mo Lian said, she stopped crying immediately, got up from the ground, hung her head, and murmured, "You want to eat bread, but Mom doesn't have time to make it, so I can only go out to buy it."

"It's downstairs. Wait, mom will be back soon."

"Mom, bring me a box of milk." Mo Lian took the opportunity to make a request and add a snack to himself.

My younger brother also raised his voice and shouted to my mother who opened the door, "I want some too. Remember to bring me some..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp gaze falling on him.

Meeting his sister's cold gaze, he shrank his neck in fear and quickly shut his mouth.

Mom has walked out the door.

[Rule 13: Please note that there is a dead person in your house and this person cannot leave the house]

All the rules are correct rules, and the possibility that the mother is dead has been ruled out.

"Mo Lian, let go." Dad's voice brought Mo Lian back to his senses.

She looked into the man's eyes calmly, "Dad, how old is your brother?"

"Seven."

"He's seven years old and still wets his pants. He has a problem. Why is he taking it out on his mom?"

"this..."

The younger brother, who was eating an apple, was stunned and looked at Mo Lian in disbelief.

But she continued to sow discord, "Dad, he is a man and should pay the price for his actions."

"As an elder, it's only natural for you to punish him."

"But as a man, if you smash things and hit your wife, it would be really unethical."

Just as Dad was about to get angry, Mo Lian snatched the chair and threw it to the ground, breaking it into pieces. He was even angrier than he was.

"Dad, don't forget, I'm a top student!"

"Why do I study every day?"

"Isn't it for your own face, so that others can see you and praise you for having a child who is top in academics, obedient and sensible?"

"If people knew that you were a domestic violence man, where would I put my face?"

"Have you ever thought about what to do if everyone points fingers at me and it affects my studies?"

The man's anger was easily eliminated by Mo Lian's words.

"Dad is wrong."

"It's not Dad's fault. It's all my brother's fault for wetting his pants." Mo Lian shifted the blame to someone else.

The apple in his brother's hand fell to the ground with a "bang". He said in disbelief: "Sister, if you hadn't scared me last night, how could I have wet my pants?"

"Dad, it was her who pretended to be a ghost and scared me last night!"

Before Mo Lian could speak, his father yelled, "How dare you slander your sister? That's too much!"

Mo Lian added fuel to the fire, "Dad, you are the best. You trust me so much."

"I'm not like my brother, but he said I look like a ghost."

"He's really going too far."

"I'm so angry that I'm afraid I won't be able to read today's book."

Dad hurriedly spoke to comfort him, "Don't worry, Dad will help you vent your anger."

Seeing that the situation was not good, the younger brother jumped off the sofa and tried to run away, but the father was faster and grabbed him and threw him back.

The scene of a father beating his son is played out.

Mo Lian walked to the table, picked up a bunch of grapes from the fruit plate, and ate while watching the show.

At this moment, I felt a chill down my spine and a sense of crisis arose.

She looked up and saw a white-haired old man standing behind the glass fence on the second floor.

It's grandpa.

Meeting his grandfather's gloomy gaze, Mo Lian frowned.

I thought he was looking for trouble, but I didn't expect him to just stop a farce, "What are you making a fuss about so early in the morning?"

With one word, Dad stopped.

The younger brother, who was already screaming loudly, didn't dare to cry anymore.

"Come up and carry the wheelchair."

"Got it, Dad." The man hurried upstairs.

Mo Lian caught up with him, "I'm going too."

The two walked to the door of the bedroom on the second floor, one after the other, and just saw grandma being carried into a wheelchair by grandpa.

Dad stepped forward and pushed the wheelchair.

There were too many people, and Mo Lian felt a little regretful that he couldn't go in to look for clues.

Before leaving, she glanced at the altar in the room and saw four incense sticks, only half of which were burning, in front of the photo on the table!

When I wanted to take a closer look, the door had been closed tightly by my grandfather.

Mo Lian had no choice but to give up temporarily.Chapter 152 Dad Goes to Work

Chapter 152 Dad Goes to Work

Mo Lian and her father were carrying her grandmother's wheelchair downstairs, just in time to see her mother pushing the door open.

When the younger brother received his sister's gaze, he immediately stood up, ran to the door, took the bag from his mother's hand, and put it on the coffee table.

The dining table was smashed and the family could only eat at the coffee table.

Today's breakfast was simple, just some bread, snacks and milk, no meat. It was a rare occasion for Mo Lian to have a full meal.

"I have to go to work. You two siblings should review your lessons at home." Dad looked at his watch, stood up and said something to Mo Lian and his brother.

"Okay." Mo Lian nodded.

The younger brother grumbled unwillingly, "I don't want to read."

Dad left at 7:40.

There are six people in this family. The mother went out to buy breakfast, so she is not the "dead person" in the family. The father went to work, so he is also ruled out as a possibility.

So...

Now there are only grandparents, younger brother and herself left!

Thinking of this, Mo Lian looked up at the grandparents opposite him calmly, then glanced at his fat brother beside him, wondering who was more likely to be the one.

After dinner, grandpa stood up.

"Mo Lian, help your mother clean up the room. How can you live like this if you smash things all day long?"

The old man's cold eyes swept over my mother, scaring her so much that she quickly lowered her head. Her eyes turned red instantly and she was about to cry at any time.

Mo Lian couldn't let her cry, she didn't want to clean up the mess alone.

"Grandpa is right." She stood up from the sofa and looked directly into the old man's dark eyes. "If a son is not well educated, it is the fault of the father. Dad's habit of smashing things and hitting people is something that needs to be managed."

"Otherwise, how much money would be wasted if we were to buy more things at home?"

"It's really not easy for my father to support the whole family with his salary alone, so we can't waste it."

"The task of persuading Dad to calm down and live a good life is now left to Grandpa."

"How do you talk to your grandpa?" The grandmother in the wheelchair finally spoke up. "It's normal for a couple to quarrel. You're just a kid, so don't be nosy."

Mo Lian was so angry at her words that she laughed, "Grandma is right."

"Then the quarrel between mom and dad is a matter between husband and wife. Grandpa shouldn't worry too much about it. After all, it is a normal thing. You can't just blame mom for it."

"you..."

Grandma was mad at her.

The mother was afraid that Mo Lian would say something to make the old man angry, so she hurried forward and held Mo Lian's hand, "My dear, accompany me to the kitchen."

Before Mo Lian could agree, he was pulled into the kitchen by his mother.

In this house, the only places Mo Lian explored were his bedroom and the bathroom. This was his first time entering the kitchen.

She looked around.

In the room, which was neither too big nor too small, there was a gas stove, a sink, a freezer, and a row of cabinets.

Simple, clean and bright.

Even the knives were arranged too neatly.

Mom opened a cabinet, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from it and stuffed them into her hand. "My dear, you eat the melon seeds in the kitchen. Mom can clean up by herself."

The woman looked at her with loving eyes, no longer a sad face, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, "My dear baby has grown up and loves mommy."

Mo Lian didn't feel sorry for anyone, she just couldn't stand the fact that grandparents protected their son and bullied their daughter-in-law.

If she were in the mother's position, no one in this family would have an easy life.

She ate a melon seed angrily. The rich aroma dominated her taste buds and immediately made her feel happy.

When her mother saw that her expression looked much better, she walked out with peace of mind and started cleaning the room.

"Yin Yang Cat, come out." Mo Lian sat on a stool and ate melon seeds.

"Meow…!"

When the Yin Yang Cat started meowing, Mo Lian covered its mouth and said, "Stop meowing. There are people outside."

It nodded, and Mo Lian let go, "Help me see if there is anything suspicious here."

So she ate melon seeds and watched the Yin-Yang cat jump up and down.

There were a lot of snacks hidden in each tall cabinet. Mo Lian thought that he would have to stay in the dungeon for another seven days, so he coughed lightly and said, "Captain, take down a little of each and send it to my bedroom."

The Yin-Yang Cat didn't meow, but only made a slight purring sound. It then found a small bag, put a little of each snack and fruit in it, turned black, and ran out of the kitchen invisibly.

All the cabinets above were searched, but no clues were found.

Mo Lian put the melon seeds in his pocket, opened the freezer next to him, and suddenly saw two bloody holes.

[Oh my god, I was almost scared to death, there was a dead person in the freezer]

[He has yellow hair, a fist-sized hole on his forehead, his eyes are blinded, and the clothes he wears, all of which reveal his identity]

[Strange, why did the Chosen One from Kimchi Country appear in the freezer at Miss Mo Lian's house? ]

Everyone in the live broadcast room felt a chill down their spines when they saw Kim Hee-hyun's miserable state.

The freezer is very large, more than one meter high.

The man was sitting on his knees with his hands behind his back, tied with a hemp rope, and his head looking up, so Mo Lian was caught off guard and looked him in the eye.

She didn't have much contact with Kim Hee-hyun, so she just felt a little familiar, but she didn't think too much about it.

My eyes passed over him and looked down, only to find that it was filled with internal organs such as the heart, liver, lungs, and large intestine.

"Why does this method of death and placement look familiar?"

Mo Lian thought about it, but couldn't remember it no matter how hard he tried.

At this time, the sound of "da da da" footsteps was getting closer and closer.

She immediately covered the freezer, sat back in her seat, took out a few melon seeds and continued eating.

The woman walked into the kitchen and said, "My dear, I'm done cleaning up. Go back to your room and read a book. If you get tired, take a rest."

"Okay." Having searched the kitchen, Mo Lian had no intention of staying any longer.

She returned to her room, locked the door, and took out the drawings on the closet, hoping to find clues to advance the plot.

In the past, these paintings included grandpa, grandma, dad, and mom, but this time there was one more, which was the man tied up in the kitchen freezer.

The black and white painting style and extremely simple lines vividly depict the grotesque and extremely distorted expression, as if the person in the painting is about to crawl out of hell and tear apart everything he encounters.

Mo Lian looked at it for the whole morning.

At twelve o'clock, there was a knock on the door, and my mother's voice came from outside the door, "My dear, it's time for dinner."

[Rule 12: A harmonious family should eat together]

Thinking of her father who went to work, Mo Lian frowned. What if her father didn't come back for dinner? There was no way she could go out for this meal.

"My dear, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" the mother said anxiously.

Mo Lian hid the drawing paper and walked over to open the door, "Mom, I have a few questions left to finish, so I can't eat. You guys eat first."

Looking through the door, she found that, just as she had expected, her father would not come back for lunch.

"How can you not eat?" Mom disapproved. She reached out and grabbed Mo Lian's arm and pulled her out.Chapter 153 Thousand-legged GodChapter 153 Thousand-legged GodNo matter how her mother pulled her out, Mo Lian remained motionless and stood firmly inside the door.

Mom was a little confused.

Mo Lian sighed lightly and decided to use the rules to get her to let him go.

"Mom, I'm dizzy from reading. I just want to sleep."

In an instant, his whole aura changed suddenly. He leaned against the wall like a willow in the wind, looking at his mother pitifully.

The mother felt distressed and said, "You can only sleep after you finish your meal."

"I don't want to move."

"Wait, mom will bring it to you."

Just as her mother was about to leave, Mo Lian quickly grabbed her wrist and said, "Mom, I feel dizzy and can't eat meat."

"Okay, Mom knows." The woman gently stroked her forehead, "You haven't eaten any meat these days. It must be because you are studying too hard."

She sighed, turned and walked away. Not long after, she came back with a bowl of rice and a plate of dishes, brought them into the room and placed them on the desk.

He put down the food and took out a box of milk from his pocket.

"Eat more and replenish your nutrition."

"Thank you, Mom."

Mo Lian sat at the table to eat. Her mother left with satisfaction and closed the door.

In fact, she wouldn't starve even if her mother didn't bring her food.

In her ghost story space, there are nine boxes of strange canned food and ten delicious desserts to eat.

But, as long as there is something to eat, she will never touch the food in the ghost story space.

During those years in the ancient city of Tianshan, she lived in hunger and hunger, and developed a habit of feeling uneasy if she didn't have food in stock.

While eating, Mo Lian looked at the snacks on the table that were covered by books, and felt that the remaining few days would not be so difficult to endure.

[Hahaha… It's just dinner time, I can watch Miss Mo Lian eating while I'm eating]

[Poor goddess can only eat vegetarian food, no wonder she is so thin]

[Eating meat in the rules of the ghost story can cause psychological trauma for a lifetime if you are not careful! ]

[What's wrong with Miss Mo Lian being a little thinner? She has plenty of strength and a mouth that can kill people]

[This morning, Dad, Grandpa and Grandma were scolded by Miss Mo Lian so hard that they couldn't even say a word back. It was so cool]

[Mom was also completely won over by Miss Mo Lian, and even secretly gave her snacks]

[Goddess is mighty, you don't know yet? Except for our Dragon Country and Kimir of the Great Bear Country, the Chosen Ones of other countries are starving.]

[No way, our Miss Mo Lian is loved by everyone, even Gui will worship her]

There was jubilation in Longguo's live broadcast room.

At the strange management meeting, Gu Changsheng looked deeply through the lenses at Mo Lian on the laptop screen.

The girl ate very gracefully but very quickly. Her mouth was full of food and her cheeks were puffy, like a little hamster.

Soft and cute, not like a sick attack at all, dangerous and unpredictable, like an ancient weapon unsheathed, extremely lethal and unmatched.

Inexplicably, he thought of what happened in Lianju that night, and his eyes fell on Mo Lian's delicate and tempting lips. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked away.

…

Mo Lian waited until late at night.

After communicating with the great god, it was exactly twelve o'clock.

She lay on the table and pretended to sleep.

The door opened and closed as usual.

She immediately stood up, holding the black cat, and tiptoed out of the room.

The darkness in the living room was like surging fog, which even light could not completely dispel. Even with the light from the jade ring, one could only see within half a meter.

"Master, there is a strange aura." The Yin-Yang Cat's hair exploded and his eyes were full of vigilance.

"Um."

Mo Lian also felt that there was a vague gaze scanning back and forth in the dark.

Maybe "it" couldn't see itself because its smell was blocked by the black cat, so it quickly disappeared.

She knew that this weirdness was powerful, but it was not the "unspeakable" that often spied on her.

The crisis was over, and the man and the cat moved carefully towards the bathroom, close to the wall step by step.

At twelve o'clock and four minutes later, Mo Lian arrived outside the translucent glass door.

There was no light on inside, but there was flickering flames and one could even hear the crackling sound of something burning.

"May the thousand-footed god bless me. I wish to offer incense, candles, paper money and other sacrifices every day."

"The old woman doesn't ask for great wealth and honor, she only asks for harmony among her family."

"Please ask the Thousand-footed God to show up."

When Mo Lian heard the voice, surprise flashed in his eyes.

The person inside is a grandmother who is in a wheelchair and needs someone to help lift her up and down every day?

Unable to figure it out, she walked closer and looked inside through the crack in the door.

The bathroom door was not closed tightly, and the glass window opposite seemed to be covered with a thick layer of ink, not even a bit of moonlight could get in.

On the ground, a white-haired old woman with her back to her was burning something in a clay pot.

There are gold ingots, paper money, and white paper with blood on it.

No, not blank paper.

That is...

painting!

A hunch told Mo Lian that she had found an important clue.

However, after waiting for a long time, the prompt sound of the rules and ghost stories did not appear in my mind.

After burning the paper, the old lady stood up and opened the snakeskin bag beside her. She did not look sickly at all as usual. She easily dragged out the corpse inside. It was the person who was frozen into a popsicle in the kitchen freezer!

The body was placed on the sink, in a kneeling position.

In front of him was a red ceramic bowl filled with white rice.

Grandma picked up a fruit knife and cut her palm hard. Blood splattered onto the mirror with a "hiss", and some of it flowed into the rice.

There was no pain in the old lady's eyes, but rather a strange excitement and piety.

"After eating the offerings, I ask the Thousand-footed God to help me fulfill my wish." She lit four incense sticks, knelt on the ground, and bowed four times towards the sink before inserting the incense into the rice bowl.

This was the second time Mo Lian heard the name of the Thousand-legged God.

She didn't rush in, but waited quietly for the changes inside.

Suddenly, the burning incense made a few "crackling" sounds. Seeing this, the old lady's smile became even more crazy.

"Great, the Thousand-Footed God is here."

Her words made Mo Lian pay extra attention.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, and until ten minutes, there was still no change in the bathroom.

The time on the watch is almost half past twelve.

Just when she thought her exploration was over for the night, a slight rustling sound was heard in the mirror on the sink.

The black cat standing on Mo Lian's head and looking inside was wagging its tail, signaling her to look quickly.

The mirror in the bathroom shattered with a "crackling" sound, and the fragments flew out like bullets, scratching the old lady's face.

She seemed to feel no pain and kowtowed even harder, and the ground was soon stained red with blood.

Mo Lian didn't look at her. His eyes were fixed on the bottomless black hole on the sink, and his eyes narrowed.

Since the hole appeared, the surrounding air suddenly became colder.

The black cat instinctively made an attacking gesture.

This is enough to show how powerful that thing is that it can actually sense a threat.

Mo Lian raised his hand and stroked the black cat's fur soothingly until it relaxed.

The sound of the thing crawling kept getting closer to the cave entrance.

"Thousand-footed God, please use the sacrifice." The old lady's ancient voice echoed in the air.

At the same time, several slender red tentacles stretched out from the dark hole and headed straight for the corpse on the sink!

Chapter 154 Come here, I have something to tell you

Chapter 154 Come here, I have something to tell you

The blood-red tentacles wrapped around the corpse and were about to pull it into the black hole, but Mo Lian had already rushed into the bathroom, and a butcher knife flew out, cutting off several long tentacles.

"hiss--"

The Thousand-legged God screamed, causing her to feel dizzy and dazed.

When I came to my senses, I found that there was no brazier, paper money or grandma in the bathroom.

Even the washbasin was clean. There were no corpses used for sacrifice, nor any deep, bottomless black holes.

The mirror was pierced by the tip of the butcher knife, leaving spider-web-like cracks. In the broken lens, the murderous intent in Mo Lian's eyes had not yet dissipated.

There was nothing, which made her feel like she was punching cotton, with no place to put her strength.

"Captain, did you see what happened just now?"

"Meow~" The black cat rubbed her leg, "Master, it ran too fast, I couldn't see clearly, I just knew it had many legs."

…

The clues in the bathroom were gone, and the next few days were calm and no useful information could be found.

Mo Lian started to think about his grandmother's room again.

But I can never find an opportunity.

In the bedroom, she rested her elbows on the desk and held her chin with her hands. "There are only three days left before the clearance deadline. If I don't think of a solution, I probably won't be able to pass it perfectly."

"Meow~" The Yin-Yang Cat said while eating snacks, "Master, how about we go in together?"

"I don't think so."

"Why?"

"Don't forget, the name of the dungeon is "We Are a Harmonious Family". If we fight with them, there might be accidents, which will affect our clearance rating."

"Then why have you been beating your brother every day these days?"

"That wasn't a fight. I was just playing games with him." Mo Lian defended himself.

At this point, she suddenly came up with an idea, "That's right, brother!"

"My whole family dotes on my brother, especially grandma and grandpa. When dad goes to work and sends mom away, I can use my brother to keep them company and go to the second floor."

Do what you say.

In the morning, as soon as Dad went to work, Mo Lian pulled Mom into the kitchen, "Mom, help me buy some things."

She handed over a list with a lot of school supplies, vegetables and fruits on it.

Each one is not much, but enough to take up a lot of mom's time.

After reading it, my mother asked with a smile: "You are exhausted from studying every day. Why don't you go shopping with me and relax at the same time?"

Before Mo Lian could answer, a light blue screen appeared in front of him with two options on it.

I won't go

[Okay, I'm going shopping with my mom]

She felt there was a trap here, and she didn't choose any of them. "Mom, I really want to go with you, but I feel a little dizzy, and I want to rest for a while while Dad is not at home."

When her mother heard her say that, the deepness in her eyes faded, and she raised her hand to touch her head, "That's right, if he was at home and saw you sleeping in the broad daylight, he would beat you up again."

"Have a good rest. Mom will buy these things for you."

"Thank you, Mom."

After her mother left, Mo Lian glanced at her grandparents who were watching TV on the sofa, turned around and walked to her brother's room and knocked on the door.

She knocked several times before her brother reluctantly opened the door.

Facing Mo Lian's smiling eyes, the little boy subconsciously shrank his already nonexistent neck, "Sister, why did you come to see me?"

"Play games with you."

When he heard about playing games, my brother shuddered and quickly made a move to close the door.

Mo Lian was quick-witted and squeezed into the room sideways. Seeing this, his brother wanted to run out, but someone picked him up from the ground and threw him into a pile of building blocks.

The door is closed to isolate the outside world.

The younger brother sat up among the colorful building blocks and looked at Mo Lian with horror, "Sister, I don't want to play games anymore. I want to read a book."

These past few days, he lost every game he played. From head to toe, from heart to body, there was no part that didn't hurt.

Not only has the big bump on my forehead not gone away, but my face has become several sizes fatter and is swollen!

He complained to his father, but after a few words of instigation from his sister, he was still the one who got beaten. He told his mother, but she didn't believe him at all. His grandparents couldn't argue with his sister either.

Thus, a world was created in which he was the only one hurt.

"I want to read a book, that's good."

Mo Lian took out the evidence of her academic mastery from her bosom and placed it in her brother's hand. "I'll give you ten minutes to finish reading this book. If you don't finish it, or can't remember it after reading it, there will be a punishment."

The younger brother took a look at the book which was half a palm thick and was shocked. "Sister, you can finish such a thick book in ten minutes and remember it. Do you think I am you?"

"If I had this ability, how could Dad only like you?"

"If you want to hit me, I'll hit you. Don't make excuses like that."

"At worst, you can beat me to death!"

"If you don't want to study, then let's play a game?" Mo Lian squatted down and approached the little boy sitting on the ground.

"Sister, are your hands itchy again today?" The younger brother held his head with both hands and retreated to the corner, "Please, don't hit my face. If you really can't, you can do like dad and hit the fleshy part."

As he said this, he turned around and squatted on the ground.

Mo Lian looked at his fat buttocks and the corner of her mouth twitched, "Brother, roll over here immediately, sister has something to tell you."

The brother turned his head to look at her, "You talk, I can hear you."

"come over."

The girl's voice turned cold, and her brother rolled and crawled to his knees at Mo Lian's feet, hugging her slender calves.

"Sister, if you have anything to say, just tell me. Don't smile at me. Your smile makes my heart almost jump out of my chest. It's more terrible than being beaten."

The people in Longguo's live broadcast room almost laughed crazy when they saw the younger brother's actions.

[The younger brother follows his heart as always. When he sees his sister, it's like a mouse meeting a cat.]

[Don't forget the Chosen One he killed. He is no pushover. If Miss Mo Lian hadn't subdued him on the first day, he would have been the most troublesome person in the dungeon.]

[That's right. No matter how difficult the weird NPC is, when they see my goddess, they have to kneel down and sing "Conquer"]

[I think it's better to be careful. This time, the single-player mode has been restored. We thought it would be the same as the beginning. Although it's not easy, it won't wipe out the whole team. Even newcomers can survive by chance. But this copy of the harmonious family is obviously extremely difficult.]

[Yes! The old man who participated in the dungeon has also died, and now there are only seven Chosen Ones left.]

While everyone was sighing, Mo Lian had already grabbed his brother's ear and discussed with him in a friendly manner, "My dear brother, mom and dad are not at home, why don't you go watch TV with grandpa and grandma?"

"It won't take long, just an hour."

"During this period, grandparents can only stay in the living room and cannot go back to the second floor."

"What do you think if we let them go upstairs and we go on a roller coaster tonight?"

When he heard the word 'roller coaster', fear clearly flashed across his brother's eyes.

He never wanted to be grabbed by the legs and swung around for fun again. Even though he was not thrown out accidentally, the feeling of weightlessness and impending death could make people despair.

"Sister, I promise to accompany grandpa and grandma well. Not to mention one hour, even two hours is no problem."

Mo Lian raised the corners of her lips and pinched the little boy's chubby face, "Then I'll trouble you, brother."Chapter 155 Where is God?

Chapter 155 Where is God?

My grandparents were watching TV in the living room. My brother walked out of the room reluctantly. When he turned around, he found that there was no one behind him.

He was just about to get some snacks from the refrigerator while his sister was away when he was gently pushed.

But...

No matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find the person who pushed him. He was immediately scared and broke out in a cold sweat. He hurried to his grandparents, squeezed in between the two of them, and trembled like a sieve.

"Why are you running? You're sweating all over." Grandma wiped the sweat off my brother's forehead with a loving look on her face.

Grandpa frowned and said, "As a man, you should be more steady."

The younger brother opened his mouth to say that there was an 'invisible man' in the house, but when he saw the fist waving in the air, he quickly swallowed his words.

"I...I just want to watch TV with my grandparents."

When the two heard his words, they laughed and said, "What a good grandson."

Mo Lian, who was not far away, saw the three of them watching TV with snow all over the screen, so he picked up the black cat and tiptoed up to the second floor.

Just as she was about to reach the second floor, she suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at her back.

Turning around, I saw through the glass fence that the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were still watching TV.

That gaze has not disappeared yet.

Mo Lian narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly analyzed the situation in his mind.

There are six people in this family, namely grandpa, grandma, dad, mom, her, and younger brother.

But in the strange story, the setting given in Rule 1 is a family of five!

There was a dead man among them.

There is another person who is not included in the family of five.

So what role does this thing in the dark play?

She raised her head and saw the door at the far end.

Since that thing didn't move, she decided to continue going upstairs. The more closely it watched, the more it showed that the clues inside were crucial.

Grandma's door was locked, but luckily she was prepared.

He took out a thin wire from his pocket and inserted it into the keyhole and turned it a few times. In just twenty seconds, the door was successfully opened.

The moment she stepped into her grandmother's bedroom, the air around her suddenly dropped.

The windows were closed, the curtains were all drawn, and the lights were on in broad daylight, illuminating the entire room in a pale white, giving people a creepy and eerie feeling.

Mo Lian was not afraid and walked towards the altar step by step.

A strange fragrance filled the air, mixed with a strong smell of blood. This fragrance came from the four incense sticks that were still burning.

The photo frame that was turned upside down in the center of the table trembled slightly.

The two plates of fruit in front made a 'crunching' sound, and long, thin scratches appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had been gnawed by something in a short period of time.

"You think you can scare me off with just this little trick?" Mo Lian sneered.

"Now, let me see what kind of monster you are." As she spoke, her hand reached out for the photo frame on the table.

In the blink of an eye, a drop of bright red blood fell from the sky.

"Pah—"

On the back of the photo frame, blood beads spread out.

Mo Lian froze, and the reminder sound of the Dragon Country Weird Management Committee immediately came to his mind.

[retreat!]

Hearing the great god give only one simple word, Mo Lian bent back without hesitation and narrowly avoided the attack.

If you were any slower, your head would have been chopped off.

The slender tentacles were as sharp as steel knives and as red as blood. It was the monster in the bathroom that my grandmother called "Thousand-legged God".

At this moment, she finally saw the other person clearly.

Where is God?

It's clearly a weird one!

The monster in front of me was shaped like a centipede, with a pitch-black body and densely packed legs on both sides that were all bright red. Only the head was human.

It was not someone else, but a dead body she had seen once in the bathroom.

He has blond hair and a gray face. Countless red tentacles extend from his originally empty eye sockets.

The bloodless lips opened and closed, and the voice was mechanical and cold.

"A useless child doesn't deserve to live."

"Go to hell."

"Why don't you just die?"

"Dad works hard every day for you, and you can't even meet his expectations."

"If it weren't for you, Mom wouldn't have been beaten."

"Idiot, what have you done?"

The face of the "centipede" came closer, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Grandma's leg was broken because she was in a hurry to go downstairs to see you. You are a jerk."

"I'm not good at studying. I just draw pictures every day."

"You deserve it."

"Your paintings were all burned by Dad. You deserve it!"

As those cold words reached his ears, scenes appeared before Mo Lian's eyes.

In the room, everything lost its color and turned black and white.

"She" stood in front of the window, looking through the tied knot at the gloomy sky outside. Although the sun was clearly out, one still couldn't feel the temperature.

On the ground, half-burned paintings flew up one by one and floated in the air. The family members in the paintings had hideous faces, smiling at themselves strangely, cursing angrily, crying in disappointment, or accusing themselves expressionlessly.

"You see, they don't love you."

She heard that cold voice again, exactly the same as the one she heard in her bedroom.

This means that the sound in my bedroom, the monster in the bathroom, and the centipede over two meters long in my grandmother's room are all part of the same weirdness!

After figuring this out, Mo Lian let out a carefree smile.

She bit her middle finger and used the pain from her fingers to her heart to wake herself up.

I returned to my grandmother's bedroom and saw a bloody mouth in front of me.

If she had woken up even a second later, she would have become this weird snack.

"Meow!"

The black cat jumped down from the top of the cabinet and landed on the strange head. Its sharp little claws scratched the man's eyes fiercely, cutting off several tentacles.

Guiyi seemed to feel no pain and continued to attack Mo Lian.

In Mo Lian's eyes, he could see the dead head getting closer and closer to him, and his right hand tightly grasped the butcher knife he summoned from the rule-based ghost story space.

"Let me see how powerful this thing of yours that confuses people's minds is!"

"Puchi~"

With one knife, the strange head was chopped off and rolled to the door.

"So simple?"

Mo Lian frowned and saw that where the head was strangely severed, another head soon emerged.

she:"..."

In the ensuing struggle, she chopped off one head, then another, for a total of nine heads.

"Why are there so many dead heads?"

Not only Mo Lian was shocked, even the Dragon Country crowd in the live broadcast room turned pale.

Brothers and sisters, did you see it?

[I saw those dead heads. They were all chosen ones who failed to clear the Rule Strange Stories dungeon.]

[Who can tell me what kind of monster this is? ! ]

[In a single-player instance, there is something so strange. How can the Chosen One survive?]

[In fact, I think it is very simple to survive, just like the Chosen Ones of other countries. If you don't break the rules, you can return to reality after surviving for the tenth day. This weirdness is more like preventing the Chosen Ones from passing the level perfectly.]

After these words were spoken, the barrage of comments suddenly stopped.

Weird Management Council.

Mr. Zhou's eyes were filled with worry. "Xiao Gu, who do you think is better, this weird creature that looks like a centipede or Mo Lian?"Chapter 156: Distorted Family PortraitChapter 156: Distorted Family Portrait"There is no comparison."

Gu Changsheng's tone was calm, but there was no trace of worry in his voice.

Seeing that everyone was looking in his direction, and other national leaders in the video link were quietly waiting for his explanation, he continued.

"This centipede is weird. Not to mention Mo Lian, even I can kill it with my bare hands."

This sentence shocked the leaders of the four countries.

In their eyes, Gu Shaoshuai, who firmly sits at the top of the Rule Weird Stories Ranking, is irreplaceable, but he feels that he is no match for Mo Lian.

The conference room fell silent.

Gu Changsheng continued, "Three years ago, when I left the dungeon for the last time, I almost lost all the rewards for clearing the dungeon eighteen times."

"So, if I enter the Rules Strange Talk again, I will be equivalent to a half-newcomer, and naturally I will not be as good as Mo Lian."

"Don't forget, she has never used her talent until now."

Old Zhou knew that he deliberately increased Mo Lian's value. Although he didn't understand why he did that, he continued the conversation, "Don't keep us in suspense. Tell us, why didn't Mo Lian use his innate skills to deal with the weirdness?"

Gu Changsheng wanted to test the young man beside him, who was wearing a Taoist robe, and said, "Xiao Qi, you go first."

Qi Xiangfeng quickly thought about Mo Lian's behavior in the past few days before speaking, "Before facing this weirdo, Mo Lian brainwashed my mother, and my mother blew herself up."

"Nothing strange happened at the time. The next day, my mother showed up at home as if nothing had happened."

"I guess she's afraid that the weird brainwashing will cause uncontrollable accidents. The reason for this is probably because she suffered a loss in the previous copy."

In the previous copy, time went backwards infinitely, which added too much difficulty to the Rule and Ghost Talk. Even the vice president of the United States Rule and Ghost Talk Club died in that sea of ​​flowers. It was normal for Mo Lian to be a little afraid of this.

Gu Changsheng shook his head and laughed, "What you said before is correct."

"Then what's wrong with the latter part?" Qi Xiangfeng asked: "Brother Gu, please enlighten me, where did I guess wrong?"

As a qualified tipster, you need to understand your chosen one through information and copy performance as quickly as possible.

Although one person is inside the dungeon and the other is outside, they are both considered teammates.

Therefore, tacit understanding is very important!

Even if he, as a temporary substitute prompter, is equivalent to a spare tire, he must be a qualified spare tire.

This concerns the destiny of the entire Dragon Kingdom and the lives and deaths of many people, so we cannot be careless.

Gu Changsheng saw him pick up the notebook and waited for him to give an answer. He chuckled and said, "First of all, you must believe that Mo Lian will not have any psychological trauma about anything."

"Secondly, she didn't use her innate skills on the centipede monster. On the one hand, as you said, she was afraid of accidents. On the other hand, she must not like this monster."

"Didn't you notice that all the weirdos she brainwashed were taken out of the dungeon and became her weird pets?"

Qi Xiangfeng suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. Then why doesn't Mo Lian like this strange pet?"

"You can only ask her this question in person." Gu Changsheng raised his eyelids, and his deep black eyes looked into the pink-dressed girl on the laptop screen. A smile flashed across his eyes, which he himself did not notice.

…

Mo Lian really didn't like the weirdness of centipedes.

It was filled with many negative emotions, and made her feel like a dead rat in a gutter, which made her feel sick just by looking at it.

It's an inexplicable feeling of discomfort.

Since entering the Rule Ghost Story, her mental strength has increased a lot and she rarely gets sick.

But this centipede made her clear mind more and more confused.

Fear, expectation, disappointment, grief, pain, despair, failure to obtain, inability to let go, and other negative emotions flooded Mo Lian like a tide.

Her peach blossom eyes were slightly red.

No, she didn't want this weird thing to be her pet.

And the things she didn't want and hated...

Everyone is going to die!

"Zheng~"

The rusty butcher knife flew out, chopped off a strange head, and then spun back into her hand.

The eleventh head fell to the ground.

After several fights, Mo Lian saw clearly that every time the centipede's strange neck emerged from the human head, it would pause for three seconds before launching the next wave of attack.

Finally finding an opportunity, she slid from under the centipede's countless claws, crawled to the altar, and grabbed the photo frame that was upside down on the table.

Before she could even look, a sickle-like clamp reached out to grab her.

"Captain, go invisible."

"Meow!"

The black cat turned into black mist, instantly covering Mo Lian's body. The centipede missed its target strangely and let out an angry cry.

At this moment, Mo Lian was at the corner of the wall where the centipede monster was, and the man and the monster were less than thirty centimeters apart.

She took out the photo frame and saw a family portrait.

Although it is called a family portrait, it is not a photo, but a black and white painting drawn on drawing paper.

There are five people in the painting.

Grandpa and grandma sat side by side, holding a chubby little boy between them. Mom and Dad stood behind them. Mo Lian was not among the family.

The moment the blood from her fingertips stained the glass of the photo frame, the picture changed.

In the painting, everyone has a weird smile on their face, except for the cute little boy, whose face becomes blurred and distorted like a scratched water line.

"ah--"

The shrill screams that echoed throughout the bedroom brought Mo Lian back to his senses.

The centipede that was originally looking for Mo Lian suddenly shrank rapidly and strangely, and finally became the size of a chopstick, and its shape became more like a centipede.

"Pah!"

Mo Lian stepped on it and crushed it to pieces.

"Is he dead now?" She glanced at her watch. "It's been that long?"

Half past four!

At this time, maybe my mother has already come back.

Dad comes home on time at six o'clock every day, and dinner is served at half past six. According to the rules, the whole family has to eat together.

If the clearance sound is not heard, it means that the clearance has not been completed perfectly.

Thinking of this, she opened the door a crack and walked out silently. As soon as she reached downstairs, she heard the sound of a key turning in the door lock.

My grandparents were watching TV inside, and someone opened the door outside.

The black cat's invisibility time has expired. If someone sees me coming down from upstairs, I'm going to get into new trouble.

After weighing the pros and cons, Mo Lian grabbed the handrail of the stairs, jumped down cleanly and neatly, landed silently, went into the bathroom and locked the door.

She waited for the person outside to come in before pretending to come out of the bathroom.

The person changing shoes was not the mother, but surprisingly, the father.

"Dad, why are you back so early?"

The man changed his shoes, turned around and saw her, smiling, "How could you forget that I go home early every Friday?"

Mo Lian brought out his own academic master persona, turned a page, and said as he read, "I was so engrossed in my reading just now that I thought it was only after noon."

"You even read when going to the toilet. You are really a good boy." Dad looked satisfied.

When the father was kind and the son was filial, a cold gaze swept over them.

Chapter 157 Split PersonalityChapter 157 Split PersonalitySensing that gaze, Mo Lian and his father turned around and saw their grandfather standing not far away with a gloomy face.

"Mo Lian, you were in the room all the time, when did you come out to use the bathroom?"

Seeing Mo Lian frowning while holding a book in her hand, Dad stepped forward to stop her, "Dad, I'm just going to the bathroom, you..."

"Shut up."

Grandpa scolded and Dad shut up immediately.

Mo Lian walked out from behind his father and said, "Grandpa, when I came out, you were watching TV. If you don't believe me, ask your brother."

The younger brother who was mentioned turned his head and shuddered when he saw the threatening smile in Mo Lian's eyes, "Yes, I saw my sister go to the toilet."

Grandpa still stared at Mo Lian. Just when she thought she was going to face new trouble, the old man turned back to the sofa and continued watching TV full of black and white snow.

Dad breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go back and read."

"I'll help my mother cook first." Mo Lian rolled up the book and put it in her clothes. As soon as she walked into the kitchen, she smelled a strong aroma of food.

Mom was wearing an apron and cutting a leg bone.

"Mom, do you need help?" Mo Lian walked to her mother, but she turned around with red eyes, as if she was about to cry at any time, "My dear, did grandpa scold you again?"

[Rule 6: When Dad is at home, you must comfort Mom and never let her cry]

Mo Lian immediately moved closer to her mother and whispered, "Mom, let's not bother with him."

My mother's eyes became redder, and she felt that she had been wronged. But she lowered her voice even more, "Put more salt in the dishes later, and consider it as my revenge."

"Puchi~" Mom burst into laughter, "You put too much salt, should we still eat it?"

"Okay, kid, stop trying to make Mom happy here. Go back and read your books and do your homework. Mom will call you for dinner later."

As he spoke, he mysteriously opened the cabinet beside him, took out a handful of chocolates, and quietly put them into Mo Lian's pocket.

Mo Lian was pushed out of the kitchen.

In the living room, grandparents, dad and brother were all watching the TV with no picture and laughing.

She turned and walked back to the bedroom, closed the door, and took out from the bookshelf the color photo frame she found at home on the first day she entered the copy.

One family of five, one family of six.

The only extra person is yourself!

"According to the setting given by the rule ghost story, this is a family of five, so the black and white frame should be real."

"In this case, I am the one who does not exist in this family."

"But I exist, and everyone in this family knows I exist."

"My father loves me and my mother loves me."

"My grandmother's attitude is a bit cold, but she doesn't hate me. She's even a little afraid of me. Only my grandfather seems to have a lot of complaints about me."

"who I am?"

Mo Lian frowned. If she could decipher this key information, she would be close to passing the level perfectly.

She dropped the color photo frame and her eyes fell on the faces of the five people in the black and white photo.

Just like in grandma's room, my brother's face was so distorted that you couldn't even see his facial features clearly. The smiles of other people looked more like crying.

"My brother should be dead."

"I don't exist."

"And that weird centipede full of negative emotions, what do these represent?"

Mo Lian's copy progressed the fastest, and now was the time to focus on analyzing the plot. In Long Guo's live broadcast room, everyone helped to think about the possibilities of these clues.

[If the younger brother is dead and is a member of the family of five, then what is Miss Mo Lian? ]

[Who knows? There is a living person in the family for no apparent reason, but the family members don't think it's strange. This is the strangest thing.]

[Dad likes academic masters, and Sister Mo Lian's personality is that of an academic master. This should be a very important message]

[Also, Mom also feels sorry for Miss Mo Lian]

[It's so confusing, what happened to this family of five? ]

[Of course, this kind of thing needs to be figured out by the official analysts. Even if we figure it out, we can't pass it on to the rules discussion. Here's a tip for Miss Mo Lian.]

[@Longguo Weird Management Committee "Hurry up and think of a solution. Miss Mo Lian's brows are about to be knotted."]

For a while, Weird Management will receive countless ats.

Mr. Zhou closed the homepage, turned to look at the young man with gold-rimmed glasses beside him, and then scanned everyone one by one, "Now it's time to use us."

"Everyone, based on the clues found by Mo Lian, analyze in detail how to proceed with the next plot."

The conference room fell into silence, the only sounds being the clicking of the mouse and the slight rustling of flipping documents.

On the contrary, Gu Changsheng, who had been taking notes, stared at the computer screen with a frown and unfocused eyes, as if he was thinking about something or in a daze.

In his mind, the scenes that happened after Mo Lian entered the copy appeared clearly.

Every scene, every word.

Every expression of the girl, and even the environment around her, becomes a 3D image.

Even if there were any shortcomings, he gradually made up for them according to the situation of the copy.

Finally, she took on Mo Lian's perspective and experienced everything in the copy from beginning to end.

What happened over several days flashed through Gu Changsheng's mind in just a dozen seconds.

"I see."

Gu Changsheng's words made the people around him freeze, and they were all wondering how he could come up with a solution in such a short time.

He lifted the prompter to his lips and pressed the button with his slender fingers.

[Mo Lian, in this copy, your younger brother is the fifth member of the family, and you were born because of him. This is related to psychology and metaphysics.]

The leader of the Weird Management Congregation was confused after hearing this.

In the video links from the other three countries, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

No one understood what he meant.

But...

But we are a harmonious family. Mo Lian's eyes lit up in the strange story copy, "I understand, so this is the case!"

She quickly walked to the closet, took out the earthenware basin and placed it on the desk.

There was a small piece of yellow paper inside, probably paper money, which meant someone had really died in this family.

Mo Lian took a pencil and rummaged through the ashes. Soon, he found a half-burned drawing paper. On this paper, there was a drawing of a young boy.

Unlike his younger brother, the boy was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome yet gloomy appearance. He wore black-rimmed glasses, his eyebrows were drooping, and his eyes were empty and lifeless, giving the impression of a man who was still alive but already dead.

"I was born because of him, and he became my brother."

"psychology."

"So his situation is..."

"Split personality!"

"Just now the great master said that my younger brother is the member of this family. Doesn't that mean that I am the extra personality?"

Mo Lian's eyes sparkled, "Next, as long as my brother recognizes his true identity, the family will be able to return to normal, and I can pass the level perfectly and return to the real world."

"Boom boom boom…"

The knock on the door interrupted Mo Lian's thoughts, and her mother's gentle voice came from outside the door.

Chapter 158 Other people's expectations are shacklesChapter 158 Other people's expectations are shackles"My dear, come out to eat."

"Here I come."

Mo Lian put the photo frame and the half-burned drawing paper into his clothes, and picked up a book at random.

When she walked out of the room, she saw her grandparents and father sitting at the dining table chatting, but her brother was missing.

"Kid, why are you standing there like an idiot? Why don't you go and eat?" Mom walked past her, went to the next room and knocked on the door.

"Good boy, come out for dinner." She knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no sound from inside.

The others immediately turned to look.

Grandpa frowned. "Such a loud noise, but you didn't even respond. You are so disobedient."

Grandma glared at the mother and said, "It's all because of you that you spoiled the child like this."

Dad looked gloomy and scolded, "You do nothing at home all day and can't even take care of the children. You are really useless!"

My mother's eyes turned red and she was about to cry.

"Shut up." Mo Lian shouted.

She looked at her grandfather and said, "My brother may be asleep and can't hear you. Don't make a big deal out of such a small matter."

Then he looked at his grandmother, "She secretly gave her brother snacks when she had nothing to do, and made him as fat as a pig. I don't know who spoiled the child."

"And you, Dad." Mo Lian looked at his father coldly, "You are the pillar of this family, there is nothing wrong with that."

"But what else have you done besides giving money?"

"Mom married you, not your family. Why should grandpa and grandma be so arrogant to her?"

"You dare to say that mom does nothing? Then what did you do?"

"Who do you spend the money you give to your family on?"

"Without your mother to cook for you, the three of you don't even have anything to eat now, and you still have the nerve to make a scene?!"

Mo Lian's attack made the three people's faces look ugly.

Little Pearl, who was about to fall down, was frightened by her and disappeared immediately. She carefully tugged at her sleeve and said, "My dear, quickly apologize to your grandparents and dad."

"I admit my mistake?" Mo Lian retracted his gaze and looked at his mother.

A cold light flashed in the girl's sparkling peach blossom eyes. Her mother's heart skipped a beat and she took several steps back unconsciously.

"Wait until I'm done speaking, then apologize!"

"Mom, and you."

"Crying will never solve the problem."

"They bullied you so much, do you have no mouth or no strength?"

"Where did the energy for cutting bones that day go?"

"Remember, if a woman is not ruthless, her position is unstable. If you don't know how to scold others, go and learn. If you don't have the strength, go and practice. Be obedient. I don't want to see you being bullied again!"

Mom was so moved that she wanted to cry, but when she thought of what Mo Lian had just said, she quickly swallowed back her tears and nodded heavily.

"My dear, Mom knows."

"That's good to know. As a mother, you must have the courage to fight against everyone in the world and protect yourself and your children." Mo Lian sensed the murderous aura and quickly hid behind her mother.

"Mom, look at them, they are so scary."

"Don't be afraid, baby. Mom is here." The woman, contrary to her usual behavior, pulled out a kitchen knife from somewhere and stood firmly in front of Mo Lian.

The weird grandparents and dad rushed up together.

"Go to hell!"

"No one can touch my sweet baby." The mother rushed forward like a gust of wind, "I have tolerated you for a long time."

Mo Lian originally planned to send Gui Chong to help, but she saw that her mother had the demeanor of a general and was able to fight three people alone.

"Mom is awesome, keep it up!"

With her encouragement, her mother's momentum became even stronger.

[Hahahaha… Miss Mo Lian weirdly PUAs her mother into being one of her own]

[It must be said that a mother who protects her children definitely possesses superhuman powers]

[It's not about having superhuman strength, but having the courage to risk it all]

[I won't say any more, woo woo woo, I miss my mom]

While Long Guo was scrolling through the comments in his live broadcast room, Mo Lian had already arrived at his brother's door, tore off a piece of cardboard from a book, and easily pried the door open.

My brother's room is very dark, so dark that I can't see anything.

Mo Lian walked in and the door behind him closed with a "click". A thick smell of death filled the air, blocking out all sounds.

She turned on the light and realized that this was not her brother's room, but the bedroom where she had lived for several days.

There was a single bed with a large patch of white sheets stained with blood.

"Tick…"

"Tick-tick…"

The sound of drops of blood falling from the roof could be clearly heard.

Mo Lian raised his head and saw a bony hand hanging down. There were many wounds on the wrist, some of which had healed and some of which were so deep that the bones could be seen.

Looking up, I saw a young man about 1.7 meters tall lying on the ceiling.

The thin boy had a delicate appearance, his face was as pale as paper, and he wore the same black-framed glasses as Mo Lian.

Mo Lian looked at him.

The boy also turned to look over.

The look in his eyes was dull and numb, without a trace of life.

"Who are you?" His voice was very soft, as if he had used up all his strength to say it.

Mo Lian looked up at him, "My name is Mo Lian, and it's your personality."

"A top student? Ha!"

The boy raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Come here to show off that dad likes you and not a useless student like me?"

He floated down from the roof, fell to the ground like a thin leaf, and looked straight at Mo Lian.

"Yes, I am useless."

"Even the personalities born in my brain can't compare to it."

"All I hear every day is abuse."

"My grades fluctuated. When I did well on the test, the school thought I was cheating."

"Because of me, my father is always very angry and my mother is often scolded and cries. I can't change anything. I can't do anything."

"I don't even know when and where I suddenly stopped being myself."

"I want to leave, but I'm trapped in this room and can't get out."

"If I can get out, Mo Lian, do you think I should go to hell and receive the most severe punishment?"

The young man's eyes were filled with pain and despair.

Mo Lian felt the strange, disgusting and decadent aura of the centipede from him.

If you feel it carefully, it is quite different.

Centipedes are strangely powerful and have a fascination with blood.

The boy in front of him, although clearly already dead, did not choose to hurt others. He just stood there quietly, looking at the world coldly.

"You are really stupid." Mo Lian chuckled, "But you don't deserve to go to hell, and you haven't committed an unforgivable mistake."

"The only thing you didn't do right was choosing to hurt yourself."

"No one loves me." The young man lowered his eyelids and said lifelessly, "Everyone says I'm mentally ill."

"Heh~"

Mo Lian raised his hand and straightened the boy's large black-framed glasses.

"Who isn't a psychopath?"

"Life is all about experience, but your experience is different from others."

"It's not wrong."

"The reason why my personality was born in your mind is because you are too eager to be a father."

"You want to be a top student, but you can't do it."

"You think that your mother is wronged because of you, which is even more nonsense."

"Everyone is responsible for their own life."

"Young man, you must remember that other people's expectations are shackles. Only when you understand where your heart is, can you see clearly where the road under your feet leads."

"Whether you are a top student or a poor student, there is no useless person in this world."

"Really?" The boy raised his head, his eyes filled with tears.

Mo Lian took his hand and said, "Don't look down on yourself just because you are mentally ill, and don't care what others think of you."

"Just think of their opinions as bullshit!"

"And you just need to work hard to be your true self, not to try your best to become a better self."

Her words made the boy laugh.