Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Subject three is a dance that is very popular on China’s short video platform.

As for why He Feng knew this, it was all thanks to Old Zhang’s grandson who lived in the same ward.

He was very young with yellow hair, and he would form gangs at school every day. He even came to visit his grandfather on the surface, but was actually hiding from his parents in the hospital corridor to learn the third grade jumping skills. He was seen by the crazy He Feng.

Well, what a strange dance, it’s an art that He Feng can’t understand.

So He Feng, who couldn't sleep, performed a overhead hook. The heavy dark circles under his eyes made him look very haggard, which scared the grandson so much that he screamed and let out a roar.

He Feng: ...

He Feng: *Come down the stairs, sit like a good kid*

The head nurse came over quickly, and when she saw He Feng sitting in the stairwell, she was confused about everything.

Head nurse: "Do you know what happened just now?"

He Feng: "What's the matter? I don't know."

The head nurse let out a long sigh, raised her chin slightly and continued to ask, "Why are you here?"

"Good boy," He Feng shook his feet, "I can't sleep."

The head nurse naturally knew that He Feng couldn't sleep so he just took advantage of people to make trouble. She gave He Feng a fake smile, turned around and told Old Zhang's grandson that there was a weird uncle here and he should not come if he had nothing to do.

After that, He Feng never saw the yellow-haired grandson again, but that strange dance left a deep impression on him, so much so that when he was led by the people in the live broadcast room, he wanted to dance with Li Ming.

But Liming didn't know. He was a native. He had lived in this village for fifty-six years, and forty-nine of them he had been trapped around the so-called altar. He could only come out at night, and during the day he could only hide under the millstone to avoid the sun that made him feel uncomfortable.

So he had never even heard of the third subject, let alone whether he knew how to do it.

He Feng looked at Liming's dazed expression and sighed regretfully: "It's okay, if it doesn't work, we can still do the Yangko dance! Yangko dance should be okay, right?"

Dawn, who had lived for fifty-six years and had never seen anything, shook his head very honestly.

He Feng turned his head and looked at the live broadcast room: "He nodded! He can do it! Come on, dance!"

[No, our little Liming shook his head, didn’t I see it wrong?]

[The person above just arrived, don’t you know what kind of person our He brother is?]

"Ah? Did he shake his head just now?" He Feng raised his hand and pinched Liming's chin, shaking it up and down: "Look, isn't this a nod?"

The barrage was silent, and after the silence they chose to shower He Feng with gifts.

I have never seen a BOSS being bullied like this. More of it, I love watching it.

Liming looked even more bewildered. After his chin was pinched, he just stood there motionless, staring blankly at the air in front of him.

"He's nothing but a piece of crap."

A woman's voice was heard from the relatively quiet courtyard. It sounded soft, but it was full of sarcasm.

He Feng looked up in response, and saw that the window in the middle of the two floors of the small building was opened. A graceful woman leaned out her upper body, her hair was softly draped behind her, her pair of phoenix eyes were half-closed, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of her lips, outlining the casualness of a superior.

"I admire you very much." Wu Nanchun's eyes showed admiration, and his tone was full of frivolity: "How about working with me?"

"Goodbye." He Feng waved his hand and pointed at the hole in the wall: "I don't have this habit."

“Hahahahahahahahaha.” Upon hearing this, Wu Nanchun laughed so hard that she couldn’t straighten her back. Her hair fell to her forehead and was gently tucked behind her ears. “You are so capable that you can knock down those idiots. Are you still afraid of this?”

He Feng gave a fake smile: "What I mean is, I'm not interested in locking you up to satisfy your fetish and become a ***."

Wu Nanchun's expression changed, but then quickly returned to normal. She raised her hand, and the bracelet on her hand emitted colorful light under the sunlight.

The iron chains in the wall were summoned and came out of the holes one after another. They seemed to have life, dancing like silver snakes, and quickly stretched towards Liming when Wu Nanchun waved his hand.

He Feng knew that if these chains touched Liming, they would pierce his flesh and bones, so he took out a dagger and stood in front of Liming.

"Look, you are the most outstanding sword." Wu Nanchun leaned over, staring straight at He Feng: "With me, you can also have this kind of power."

The iron chain stood in front of He Feng, like a threat, but also like an invitation.

"Is the outside world attractive to you?" Wu Nanchun covered his mouth and laughed, "Maybe you have a little lover and you can't bear to leave him?"

He Feng did not answer. He slowly retreated with Li Ming. When they reached the outside of the courtyard, he grabbed Li Ming and ran away.

Wu Nanchun stood in front of the window, sneering at He Feng's departing back.

Let them enjoy themselves for another afternoon, and once midnight passes, her time will come.

As for leaving?

I heard that this Feng offended the game system and triggered the initial mission one. She knew that no one could accomplish that mission.

And this Feng, her progress is probably only over 70%, otherwise how dare she come to snatch her curse? No matter how much it is, it doesn’t matter.

"My most beautiful curse." Wu Nanchun picked up the white xun of unknown manufacture on the table beside him, held it in his hand and stroked it: "Continue to bring me wonderful screams."

"It was a wrong choice for you to take me away." Li Ming was dragged forward by He Feng. He looked gloomy. "After twelve o'clock tonight, I will turn into an evil ghost who will not recognize anyone until I kill all of you."

"If I don't match your eyes, I won't be able to lock onto the target." He Feng whistled, "The only shortcoming of your weapon is that it can't automatically lock onto the enemy."

As soon as the whistle sounded, a small head popped up on the wall not far from them, followed by another one. The two heads stood side by side and looked over at them together. It looked very interesting.

The two funny heads also made He Feng laugh: "What are you two doing? Come here quickly."

After a while, Wang Wang and Zhou Ningning, who were hiding on the house, came running over happily, and the former nodded at He Feng calmly.

"Let me introduce you." He Feng pretended not to see anything. He turned sideways to reveal Liming behind him: "This is the BOSS of our Liming Village, Little Liming. Everyone applaud and welcome him!"

Dawn felt a little embarrassed as it was the first time he was introduced to others in such a grand manner, not to mention facing these two people who were clapping enthusiastically. After hesitating for a while, he could only nod shyly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, He Feng gathered his scattered fingers together and clenched them: "Let's stop the pleasantries! We have more important things to do!"

Ten minutes later, Wangwang realized that the more important thing for his brother was to tease him as much as he could whenever he got the chance.

Subject three? Jump!

Yangko? Twist!

Square dance? Who? Zhou Yuanyuan will accompany you.

Only when Wang Wang was extremely tired was he allowed to stop and sit on the ground to catch his breath.

"Now there are vehicles that can fly in the sky in the outside world." Zhou Ningning chatted with Liming: "The speed is super fast! For example, the entire Liming Village can be flown over by plane in a few seconds."

Dawn exclaimed from time to time, and was fascinated by the sound.

"And now we are forced to broadcast live, so that all the players involved in this game can watch." Zhou Ningning gestured at the location of the live broadcast screen: "It's about this big, like a piece of glowing glass, and many people can see us."

He Feng took out the photo he had just taken and showed it to Li Ming, "Here, this is what the camera took."

In the photo, two young men are standing very close to each other. One of them is smiling with his eyes curved and showing his big white teeth, looking very happy. The other one is a little dazed. After being suddenly hugged, he seems to stagger and his body is a little unstable.

Zhou Ningning couldn't help but sigh: "It's really pleasing to the eyes."

The people in the live broadcast room also echoed the voice. He Feng snorted and waved his hand casually.

Liming held the photo in his hands, feeling a little dazed as he looked at the strange yet familiar person in the photo.

He had never seen what he looked like before, never, but it was magical, he knew that person was himself.

There was a gentle knock on the door of the room, and the village chief's wife pushed the door open. When she saw the grandson she had been thinking about for a long time, her nose felt sore and she burst into tears.

"Aruan, my dear Aruan." The village chief's wife did not dare to approach Liming, for fear of scaring him away. She could only stretch out her hand from a distance and keep picturing Liming's face, "My poor dear, grandma misses you so much."

He Feng tugged at Zhou Ningning's sleeve, nodded towards the door, and then picked up Wang Wang, and the three of them walked out of the house.

After arriving at the yard, he persuaded the village chief, who was a little timid and did not dare to go in, and pretended to be the village chief who was guarding the villagers to go in and talk to Liming.

"The village chief's wife changed into new clothes." He Feng sat on a small stool: "Let the three of them chat for a while."

Wang Wang and Zhou Ningning did not respond, but also sat down on the small stool.

He Feng suddenly remembered what he had told Wang Wang: "So, is there any flaw in the old witch?"

Wang Wang replied: "The bracelet on her hand is a control chain, but she really did as my brother said, and brought something that can control the dawn with her."

In fact, the development of things this afternoon was much easier than He Feng had imagined.

Simply put, he didn't expect that when the old witch failed to win him over, she didn't turn hostile and instead let him take Liming away.

It was originally just a simple test, and the result was pretty much what he expected.

No matter how powerful Dawn is, or how well the witch can control Dawn, this is just a novice copy. It only needs to keep the novice players, and it doesn't need to be too powerful.

Just like Dawn needs to make eye contact with the prey in order to hunt, horror games are ultimately afraid that the BOSS in the dungeon will become disloyal, especially in a novice dungeon of this difficulty. It would be bad if the BOSS starts to make trouble. It would be better to think of some conditions to restrict the BOSS so that the BOSS can only serve as a tool for transferring resentment.

So the restrictions on the old witch are very simple. First of all, the result for Dawn Village may be the annihilation of the entire army. Dawn will kill everyone and finally die under the sunlight.

As for those reincarnations, He Feng blindly guessed that it was probably the horror game negotiating with the old witch, so she regained her youth and had a fixed date to refresh the players, the 13th of every month.

This is Eternal Curse, a horror game that promises the old witch's dream of eternal life.

It gave her the right to kill, the right to enslave and kill villagers, while at the same time limiting the old witch's ambitions.

This restriction has now become an opportunity for He Feng. "Dangerous" is updated at midnight, and the old witch can only completely control Dawn in the early morning, which is just convenient for He Feng.

As for what he asked Wang Wang to find?

The old witch has not shown up from the beginning until now, and combined with the brief conversation this afternoon, He Feng can deduce that the old witch looks down on everyone. She thinks that the old witch looks down on everyone. She thinks that the power is in her own hands, and she thinks that no one can shake her position, so she is arrogant and regards herself as a superior. She even has a contemptuous attitude towards He Feng's behavior of taking Liming away.

This kind of people are often the stupidest and will keep important things with them.

"It's a white thing." Wang Wang took out the xiao that his brother had passed by twice and didn't see: "But it looks a bit creepy."

He Feng took the black Xun and observed it in his hand, and said thoughtfully: "Besides the creepy feeling, is there anything else about it, such as fragility?"

Wang Wang's eyes widened in surprise: "Brother, how did you know?"

Since Wang Wang has unlocked his talent, then this skill would be of great use. Hearing him say this, He Feng felt relieved.

"The way that gave birth to Dawn." He Feng threw the black Xun high up and caught it steadily: "It was that Youan. I won't say more, but I always feel that the way of giving birth is special. If that's the case, the mother body shouldn't die so easily."

According to the village chief, after Liming was separated from the womb, the old witch stabbed Wang Youan's chest with her magic wand, ending her life.

"If it were me, I would let her watch how her child was tortured, how she was bled dry, and how everyone was killed." He Feng's voice was very slow: "The relationship between mother and child, plus the fact that the xiao looks very fragile and white, would give me a very bold idea."

He Feng turned his head and looked at Liming, whose face was extremely pale, and continued, "The Xun that controlled Liming might be made of his mother's bones. The power that controlled Liming was blood, his mother, and the endless resentment of a woman after seeing her child being treated like this."

Liming's legs went weak and he fell on the doorstep. The sudden noise scared Wangwang and Zhou Ningning. They turned around and saw Liming with red eyes.

"How could it be..." Liming murmured softly: "How could this be, how could that thing be..."

Having said this, Liming suddenly turned his head to look at the village chief and his wife who were chasing after him.

The two old people supported each other, their faces were wet, obviously they had been crying.

They looked at Liming for a long time without saying a word. Finally, the village chief nodded, confirming what He Feng said.

"Aruan, your mother is the person who loves you the most in this world."