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Chapter 175 Bond Deck Group: [A Family of Five on a Blood Moon Night]

"Lulu, is brother back?"

The gentle female voice came out from the darkness, appearing ethereal and cold.

"No, my brother went to buy me a gift, and brother Ji Nian came up first."

The little girl turned her head to respond, revealing the back of her head, with thick hair and white worms wriggling.

"It's disgusting enough."

When Ji Nian made a complaint, he was about to enter the house.

The little girl called "Lulu" turned her head at this moment, blinked and asked him, "Brother Ji Nian! Where's my gift?"

She grinned, and her bloodless lips slowly pulled to the base of her ears, making her paler.

"Here, here's your birthday present."

But Ji Nian was keenly aware that there was a deep strangle mark on her neck.

she said with a smile.

"Mom..." The middle-aged woman smiled awkwardly at Ji Nian, rubbed her dangling right hand lightly, then turned her head silently: "Lulu, it's time to eat."

Ji Nian turned his head, and saw an intellectual, elegant, gentle and beautiful middle-aged woman walking out of the darkness.

That is to ask him to sit here and eat at a normal high school student's eating speed for 10 minutes.

It seemed that the next second, he was going to go crazy.

And as soon as he spoke, the middle-aged man who was reading the newspaper stopped shaking his feet, and turned his head slightly, with most of his face pressed against the newspaper, only revealing a bloodshot eye.

"?"

Ji Nian walked into the living room without seeing anything.

Ji Nian narrowed his eyes, and the little girl immediately changed her words: "Repay, repay."

"I am a kind-hearted person who knows how to take care of my opponent."

Because of the low light, she had to lower her head very low to see the moldings.

Then, her eyeballs fell off with a "click", leaving a dark red blood flower on the pale sweater.

Brother Zongzi was chewing happily at first, but he spit out the piece of meat the next moment.

It can be seen that the family's conditions are good, and the oil on the meat drips down the edge of the plate.

"Wow, so rich."

Then he turned his head suddenly, revealing a sinister and strange smile.

Ji Nian nodded approvingly.

The middle-aged man seemed to be angry, and kept making venting sounds.

There was also a plate of red meat in his hand.

An off-white turtleneck sweater on the upper body, a pair of jeans underneath, red cotton slippers, and a pink plaid apron with a mouthless cat in a bow tie in front of her body.

The old lady who kept her head down all the time spoke at this moment with a gloomy voice: "That little bastard, it's best to starve to death outside."

Although it was deliberately covered up with the high collar of the sweater, it still fell into Ji Nian's sight as he moved.

You know, Ji Nian usually uses it as a kitchen waste eliminator.

"Hoo! Chi!"

"Forehead……"

Holding a thick pile of exercise books, the little girl was stunned. It took a long while for her eyes to regain their agility: "Thank you Brother Ji Nian, I will definitely take revenge on you when I grow up."

"Tsk." Ji Nian gave him a slightly disgusted look: "You really don't care about hygiene."

If it is a real enemy, then he can dodge, counteract, or even break through various methods the moment the opponent casts the field.

He has a well-proportioned body and a good face, with only faint crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

"Well, here we come."

"It's dinner time."

"puff."

Ji Nian shook his head and couldn't help laughing.

His demeanor looked normal.

The key to breaking the field, as early as when he opened the door, the field rules clearly stated:

"Good Yu Anran."

"Very good task-based field..."

He didn't speak, and after handing the things in his hand to Lulu, he sat next to Ji Nian.

Even it can't swallow the meat, which shows how disgusting this thing is.

"It's not like this group of students from Yunding, all of them are bad, tricks one after another, and they are not as simple as Qingshan people."

He squinted his black and red eyes, as if he was trying to read the words inside.

But soon, he seemed to be strangled by the neck, and there was no more movement.

Although separated by the wet "door curtain", Ji Nian can still see those black hole-like eyes full of resentment.

Lulu subconsciously stretched her hand towards the red piece of meat, but was hit by the middle-aged woman with her chopsticks: "I have guests, it's rude."

Soon, its feet were shaking too.

Ji Nian quietly looked at this woman:

She placed the dishes on the greasy dining table, looked at the clock with a broken dial and said, "I'm not coming back so late."

It was the child's birthday, and the lights were not lit at home, so a few candles were inserted on the cake with weird smiling faces.

Ji Nian nodded, sat on the chair, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, and threw it into Brother Zongzi's mouth from a distance.

"It's strange that the old lady knows how to live. She doesn't even turn on the lights when knitting sweaters."

After Ji Nian finished speaking, Brother Zongzi, with his legs crossed stiffly and his arms around the middle-aged man's shoulders, suddenly poked his head into the newspaper in a dignified manner.

The light that just ran out along the crack of the door was from the TV with a big head in a gray shell, on which "snowflakes" were "rustling" and flashing.

But now that he has entered the other people's field, it is difficult to forcibly break this field from the inside without exceeding the spiritual power too much.

This was the first time he had encountered such an opponent.

Facing the stranger, he salivated uncontrollably, soaking the dull and yellowed old newspaper.

"Be generous, let it have a look."

"Ah."

He gasped heavily through his nostrils, heavy and stuffy, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time.

The screen that occasionally flashed was a cartoon.

A gentle female voice came from behind.

A tall, thin, high school student with long bangs covering his eyes walked in, carrying a toy cat in his hand.

The strange blue-haired white-bellied cat that walks upright caught the dirty and ugly yellow-haired mouse, together with disgusting creatures such as snakes and toads, they cooked it into a pot of soup.

Now in his hand, whether it is the "finished product" of [Red and White Collision] or the plug-in of [Death of Daiyu], they are all aggressive field cards.

If you want to get out of it, it's very simple.

"Then don't wait for him."

As Ji Nian was speaking, the door in the corner of the living room suddenly opened.

Ji Nian smacked his lips, didn't speak, and sat down on the sofa by himself.

How can there be so many twists and turns.

Just smash the Kalingtong in the field with brute force.

"It's a small year."

The frequency of shaking his feet revealed the mania in his heart.

"Ah."

"I'm starting to hate them too."

——It can’t even recognize the picture because of its low intelligence.

Beyond the middle-aged man, on the single sofa next to the balcony, a gray-haired old lady was knitting a sweater with reading glasses and bowed her head.

It looked perfectly normal.

"Ah Bin, it's so slow to buy a gift."

With his back to the screen, he filled a spoon full, bowed his head and sipped, the soup overflowed.

There was a man sitting next to him, unsurprisingly, he should be the "father" in the field.

Ji Nian dug out the exercise book seized on the school bus from his bag, and threw it into Lulu's arms: "Brother Ji Nian will buy you a new one when it's done."

Then you have to abide by other people's rules, complete some tasks, and then use this as a loophole and attack point to break it.

At the moment, he is crossing his legs, reading a newspaper, and looking at his watch from time to time.

Ji Nian played the game with Erlang's legs crossed, his tone, movements, and expression were as natural as if he had returned to his own home.

"Ok?"

"Got it." The little girl curled her lips a little aggrieved, then turned her head with a smile: "Brother Ji Nian, you are a guest, you eat first."

"Look at what I'm doing, eat."

　Agai is the eldest child in the family. He went to deliver the lamp in the afternoon, and he came back a little late. Today, there will be less and more, and tomorrow afternoon will be updated and completed in advance.

　　Happy Lantern Festival, babies.

　　I wish you and your families good health and success.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)