"Xiao Jie...... Xiao Jie...... Wake up. ”

The long-haired girl sat on the edge of the bed tremblingly, and the short-haired girl lay beside her, the red blood stained the white sheets, and even dripped blood, and the heavy fishy smell almost condensed into substance.

Ah Xiao circled around Ji Jie and looked at the long-haired girl named Xue Rou, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"I don't know," Xue Rou trembled, "Originally, we didn't want to sleep, but Xiao Jie said that she was very tired today and wanted to sleep and rest, but I didn't expect her to suddenly scream just now, and it was already like this when I came to see her." ”

"There was no wound, the blood was oozing directly from the skin, and her whole body 'leaked'."

Ah Xiao inspected Ji Jie's body and confirmed: "It should be that the death condition was triggered, and he was killed by a monster in a dream, what special behavior did Ji Jie have before he died?" For example, look in the mirror. ”

"No, we guessed that there was something wrong with the mirror," Xue Rou shook her head, "I heard the ghost mother say that the bath, Xiaojie and I were afraid of fraud, so we didn't even enter the bathroom." ”

Ah Xiao: "How can it be ......?"

"My children, what are you doing here?"

The ghost mother pushed the door in, curled her lips when she saw the bed, and pulled out a long black needle from her pocket.

"Oh, is there a good child sleeping obediently?" She stepped closer, "It's better to sleep here, go to your mother's room." ”

"What are you going to do?!"

Xue Rou panicked and stopped her, but was pushed away by the ghost mother's raised hand.

"Child, you have to learn to be obedient, and you must know that here, you are all under my control."

The ghost mother stabbed the long needle into Ji Jie's eyes, and the blood and yellow and white room water were squeezed out together.

Xue Rou wanted to rush forward, but was pulled by Ah Xiao.

"You are all children, and you are not complete people in the eyes of the whole society, and you are all appendages of your parents, from the law to the folklore."

The ghost mother said, squinting contentedly, sewing the buttons with a needle, moving faster and faster, and even getting so heavy that her eyeballs were seriously deformed.

"So I have the power to dominate you, to decide your hobbies, your social interactions, your development, and so on, and even your life and death—it's up to me to decide!"

Syllable!

The needle and thread were torn off, the ghost mother dragged the back of Ji Jie's neck, and slammed her face with black buttons in front of Xue Rou, Xue Rou wanted to scream, but she trembled and couldn't make a sound, her throat seemed to be forcibly closed, and she couldn't even pronounce a single syllable.

"Behold, how merrily she laughs, and how peacefully she sleeps?"

The ghost mother twisted Ji Jie's head back 360 degrees, and the neck and neck joints were all twisted off in a tooth-aching sound, facing Quan Heng and the others.

Bloody tears flowed from buttonholes and melted down the bridge of his nose into an eerie, serene smile.

It seems to be extremely happy to wear buttons, and it is extremely wonderful to die in a dream.

"Scream with the dream game and become the appearance of a puppet." Quan Heng said softly.

The ghost mother looked at her.

"Mom, will screaming in your dreams turn into a puppet?" "In a dream, emotions such as fear are easily amplified, and if it's a nightmare under your control, it should be easy to scream. ”

"How so, my child? We are here for the perfect triangle. ”

The ghost mother tilted her head, as if she suddenly remembered something, and cut a terrifying and sickly distorted smile on her face:

"By the way, do you know what perfection is? The triangle is the most perfect! Because it is the most stable graphic, and what a family needs most is as stable as a triangle! All the families in the Triangle House are very stable, so we are perfect enough to be happy! ”

The ghost mother's speed of speech gradually increased, and she was faintly excited:

"Everyone fights for the good of the family, and nightmares are not perfect enough to be happy, so there are no nightmares here, only sweet dreams!"

"Then why is she screaming?" Don asked badly.

"Because she chose to stay with me!"

The ghost mother turned her head and replied viciously:

"She was sleeping in her dream of her own volition, can't you see her laughing? It's going to be a makeover and a new lease of life! She will become smart, obedient, and in good shape in the future, and will slowly become a genius in the eyes of everyone.

"You'll understand later, adults are all for your good!"

"So screaming in a dream is indeed a death trigger." Quan Heng was not led astray at all, "If you still scream in a sweet dream, you can be sewn up by you if you scream voluntarily." ”

【Ding Dong!】 KP Tips: Player Kwon Heng unlocks key information and gets a reward of 100 game coins! 】

【Ding Dong!】 The plot line has been unlocked, and the current plot line completeness: 40%, which has been distributed according to the proportion of plot unlocked (Reminder: Only the first discoverer of the plot can get game currency rewards, and the amount is linked to the difficulty of the map and the unlockability of the plot)]

The players present all heard KP's reminder with different expressions.

"Oh, it seems that I am right," Kwon Heng smiled slightly, "The dream that my mother has arranged must be very interesting." ”

The ghost mother stared at her for a few seconds and nodded meaningfully, "You're right. ”

"Raising a genius from the dead? What's the point of that. Peng Qinan held the boning knife, and his attention was already on the corpse carried by the ghost mother, "It's better to eat her directly." ”

"You want," the ghost mother curled her lips, "then the mother can satisfy you." ”

She stretched out four parallel fingers and stabbed them into the back of Ji Jie's skull with sharp nails.

Click-

The herringbone was easily cut, and the parietal bone was pried off from the scalp like a walnut, and the fingers were submerged, rotating around in the center, digging out a piece of red and white brain marrow like tofu.

"My child, do you want to eat it raw, or do you want to fry it?"

Peng Qinan's eyes salivated: "What if I want both?" ”

"There are no tools here, if you go back to your room with me, I might be able to help you."

"No," Peng Qinan sneered, "I won't break the rules and walk out of the room at will and leave the first floor." ”

"That's a shame."

The ghost mother raised her hand and stuffed the slippery egg white into her mouth, swallowed it into her stomach, and slowly licked off the remnants of her mouth.

"Go to bed early, kids," she walked to the door with the back of Ji Jie's neck, turned her head and smiled, "Don't run around anymore." ”

"Boom!"

The door closed, the sound of high heels faded away, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"There will probably be clues now, do you want to ......?"

Ah Xiao was the first to react and turned to Quan Heng, who just shook his head helplessly, "I have more than enough heart but not enough strength, my legs are not very convenient." ”

"Then you accompany this player," Ah Xiao was not reluctant, "Let's find the clue." ”

"It's okay, but the ghost mother killed someone in a dream, and most of them have to go to the sixth floor to dispose of the corpse," Quan Heng said, "This is a floor-controlled elevator, how are you going to keep up?" ”

"This depends on Brother Peng," Tang Wei said, "The MVP reward of the last game, I got a [Master Key] prop card, and it is not a problem to unlock the elevator." ”

Peng Qinan's eyes were angry, but he didn't say anything.

Now is the most important time to get clues, and it is indeed not a good time to kill people for enjoyment.

It's not a big deal to let him use prop cards, anyway, multiple players can carry multiple pads.

After the three of them left, Kwon Heng had time to observe the room.

It's the same layout as my own room, except that instead of posters, the walls are plastered with Olympiad test papers full of answers, cram school arrangements, and the toilet door is tightly tied with torn sheets, probably afraid that something will come out in the middle of the night.

On the bedside table is a "family portrait" photo frame, and a headless girl in a white dress holds an Olympiad gold medal in both hands.

Kwon Heng opened the picture frame and a yellowed tissue paper fell out of the mezzanine behind him.

The black-and-red text crawls all over the page, like a delicate nerve that has been suppressed to the point of cracking:

[Perfect calculation, perfect grades, perfect grooming!!] Get a perfect score! Be slim! To be perfect!! I am the most successful and dazzling mathematical genius and mathematical star!! 】

Quan Heng carefully discerned, and barely understood the complete sentence.

She hung her head and sniffed at the hideous handwriting.

Smell the stench of despair.