Heavenly Master Enters Another World

Chapter 3 Ghost Baby (3)

"Mom" just caressed An Qing's face with hands like a mummy. An Qing could imagine how weird this scene was without opening her eyes.

"Turn over the flower rope and wrap it around your fingers to tie a knot

It's really cute to pull the thread and hook it into shape
You turn over a big chicken foot, I turn over noodles one by one
You turn over a big fishing net and I turn over a bathtub
You flip the parachute, I flip the scissors and the vase

Turn over, turn over, turn over the rope and compete with our skillful hands"

The hoarse throat hummed nursery rhymes, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

After An Qing listened to the nursery rhymes, she silently wrote them down.Just as he was about to wait for the other party's next move, he felt the bed lighten up and the surrounding area became empty.

It's the turn of the next victim, Nasha.

Nasha also felt her face being rubbed by a pair of sandpaper-like hands, but remembering that An Qing said not to have any reaction, she suppressed the discomfort and remained still.

Sure enough, "Mom" changed the bed after singing the nursery rhymes.

I thought that two of them had already played a leading role, and the people behind should be fine.

But An Lu, who couldn't help trembling, was found.

"I haven't slept yet, I haven't slept yet!! Not good at all!"

"Mom" was suddenly furious, and slapped Anlu frantically with withered palms.

An Lu was so painfully shot by her that he couldn't help crying: "Don't hit me, don't hit me..."

The others didn't dare to react, they closed their eyes tightly, pretending they didn't hear.

After all, they have never met each other, and An Qing's reminder has been very clear, don't have any reaction, his mental quality is really bad.

Everyone is a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, there is no way to save him.

There was nothing An Qing could do to help, she still didn't know the strength of this undead domain master, and she might give away two heads for nothing if she saved people blindly.

"Don't cry!!"

"Mom" seemed to be very irritable by An Lu's crying, not knowing what happened, An Lu's crying stopped abruptly.

Although they didn't dare to open their eyes, everyone knew what was going on.

Unruh may be more ominous than ominous.

The last one to be sung nursery rhymes was Ou Lewen.

Olewen closed his eyes tightly, trying to calm his breathing.

"Mom" stroked his cheek with his hand, and began humming again in a hoarse and ugly voice.

"Turn over the flower rope and wrap it around your fingers to tie a knot

It's really cute to pull the thread and hook it into shape
You turn over a big chicken foot, I turn over noodles one by one
You turn over a big fishing net and I turn over a bathtub
You flip the parachute, I flip the scissors and the vase

Turn over, turn over, turn over the rope and compete with our skillful hands"

Ou Lewen didn't dare to move, and let her rough palms rub it.

But the face...why does it seem a little warm?

After singing "Mom", she got up and left the room.

Several people dare not get up, for fear of being killed and turned back.

An Qing didn't move either, after all it wasn't daytime yet.

Let's wait until dawn, it's too dangerous at night.

Worried that she would not be in the mood to cope, An Qing really fell asleep, but her sleep was extremely light.

When I woke up, it was already dawn.

The pointer points to seven, indicating that it is already seven o'clock in the morning.

An Qing stood up and looked at An Lu's bed for the first time.

I wanted to see how he was doing, but... the bed disappeared.

"The bed is gone."

Nasha also woke up, and swallowed with some panic.

An Lu can already be sure that he is really dead.

Others also woke up one after another. After all, in this environment, it is impossible to really sleep soundly.

Basically all of them have big dark circles under their eyes.

When Olewen got up, everyone looked at him and couldn't help being stunned, with panic flashing in their eyes.

Nasha's lips trembled, she pointed at his face, and said with a trembling voice, "Your face..."

Olewen was puzzled, thinking of the warm liquid last night, he hurried to the mirror to take a picture.

"what…"

Seeing his appearance clearly, he just wanted to scream when his mouth was covered.

His face was covered with black and red bloody palm prints, as if he had been murdered by a ghost.

An Qing tightly covered Olewen's mouth, frowned and said, "Don't shout, it's not your blood."

Hearing that it wasn't his own blood, Olewen nodded and thought of An Lu again.

Eyes widened, she turned her head and asked An Qing, "Is this...An Lu's?"

An Qing nodded, Olewen felt his stomach churning and just wanted to vomit.

"I want to wash my face."

The one who asked for help looked at An Qing, and pointed to his own face.

An Qing spread her hands and pointed to the door.

"There should be toilets outside."

Thinking of the unknown territory, Olewen shook his head quickly.

Losing a classmate, still in such a tragic way, the atmosphere was a little depressed for a while.

An Qing sighed, clapped her hands together and said, "Let's look for clues first."

The six of them began to rummage, this time with plenty of time, they found many useful clues.

The most useful of these are those children's doodles.

Meng Yue found a painting, but didn't understand it very well, so she just put it in her hand.

An Qing also found an iron box hidden under the table, and opened it immediately.

There is a rope in the box and a small mobile phone, but there are no other functions on the mobile phone, only to check the time and make calls and send text messages.

An Qing frowned, and rubbed the rope in his hand.

Flip rope?
Reminiscent of the nursery rhyme sung by "Mom", An Qing watched it carefully.

"what is this?"

Nasha came over curiously and looked at the things in the box.

"It's a flower rope."

An Qing always felt that the handle was not right, it was too flexible, not like a rope.

Nasha took the flower rope out of curiosity, played with it, and said with a smile, "I never thought there would be such a childlike thing in this room."

An Qing stared at the flower rope, and said quietly: "I feel that the material is not like a rope, but like intestines."

After saying this, Nasha shook her hands in fright, and the flower rope fell to the ground.

After taking a look, trying to maintain his composure, he said in a trembling voice, "No way, the intestines are much thicker than this..."

"So, it should be the intestines of a child."

Nasha stopped talking, but silently rubbed her hands on her body.

After all, the organs of the dead are still very taboo.

In addition to a flower rope made of intestines, there are also various greeting cards.

Greeting cards are all blessings to mothers, which shows that the relationship between mother and child is quite deep.

"An Qing, look at this painting."

Meng Yue came over and handed over the painting she found to An Qing.

An Qing took it and looked at the picture.

In the picture, a little boy is holding a little girl, and the two are standing on the grass hand in hand.

Next to it is a long-haired woman in a red dress.

But beside... there is another man?
In the picture, the child and the woman all have smiling faces, only the man has a stern face, his eyes are still red, and he looks very angry.

Very childlike, it looks like an ordinary children's painting.

"Any ideas?"

Meng Yue asked.

Nasha and Ou Lewen were also watching, pointing at the man and asking:

"Will this man appear in the realm of the undead?"

(End of this chapter)