Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"I, we want to..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the village chief: "Young man, that's enough. How long can we old people live? Can't you give us a thought and let the children spend more time with us?"

Sun Chengan took out his mobile phone and looked at the information on it.

"Village chief, you said the children were with you, but do their parents know? When you close your eyes, it will be complete, but how are the children's parents going to face this emptiness?"

"If I tell them the truth, they'll be painful at first, but they'll gradually accept it, have children, and continue living their lives, instead of waiting in vain amidst lies."

The village chief's expression darkened, and he seemed to be struggling.

Aunt Fat had a gloomy face, completely unlike her previous kind self.

"Bullshit, do they know that it doesn't delay having a second child? My daughter-in-law has already given birth and is now in the city. I just look after Dabao as a thought, what's wrong with that?"

"What's wrong? You killed people and used living people for sacrifice, and you still want to justify it and say that you did nothing wrong."

Sun Chengan didn't expect that even at this time, they were still stubborn. They were so paranoid that it was terribly difficult. No wonder they did such a thing.

Several children suddenly lay down and screamed, looking extremely painful. Their souls began to fade, as if they were missing pieces here and there.

Su Chen raised his eyebrows, made a hand gesture, and shot out a beam of light.

The screams died down instantly. He jumped up, patted himself, and shouted, "Grandpa and grandma, we want to be reincarnated. We don't want to be here. Something bites us every night. It hurts so much."

The villagers were stunned. They didn't know what that thing was and how it could bite souls. This was a joke. How could it be possible?

Su Chen glanced at them and explained, "You think that as long as you sacrifice a living person, you can let the children stay, but have you ever thought about why that thing would help you?"

"It won't be satisfied with nourishing it with living souls. The gaps in the child's body were all devoured by that thing. When it is almost full, you will all die together."

"That thing is an evil creature, not a good thing. Sending the children to reincarnation is what's best for them."

"The dead are gone, the living should not force it!"

The villagers looked at each other, at a loss for a moment.

The children cried out: "Grandpa and Grandma, we are in so much pain, don't stay here, that thing bites us at night, no matter how much we shout, you can't hear us, wuwu~~~~"

The village chief trembled his hands, closed his eyes and sighed.

"Forget it, forget it. We've been messing around for a few years now, isn't that enough? Listen to the kids and let them go and reincarnate."

"No, I absolutely won't allow this. Village chief, don't forget, it's because you didn't keep the medicine that your grandson took it out and gave it to other children. You are the sinner."

The emotions of the others were aroused by Aunt Fat.

The village chief's face became uglier and uglier, his body swaying and somewhat powerless: "I, but my grandson is gone too."

Aunt Fat sneered, her eyes filled with madness: "I don't care, anyway, my grandson can't leave until I die, he must always be with me, no one can take him away."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense and both sides were in a stalemate.

Soon the stalemate was broken, and thirty bodyguards rushed up and protected Su Chen behind him: "Sir, what do you need us to do?"

Su Chen nodded and looked at the old village chief: "Village chief, where is that thing? Do you want to lead us to find it, or should I have someone search directly?"

Aunt Pang glared and was about to speak when something flew over and hit her forehead directly. She was instantly unable to move, and only her eyeballs could move.

"It's too noisy, Auntie Fatty, please be quiet."

This strange move scared the villagers.

"...Okay, I'll take you to find it. It's enshrined in the village ancestral hall. Please follow me. It's very quiet during the day and usually speaks at night."

The village chief brought the people to the ancestral hall and pointed at the wooden sculpture on the altar. He said in a hoarse voice: "Master, this is it. My grandson found it and brought it home."

"The children... died, and then I heard the voice. Then I did what it said, and I really could see the children, but I couldn't get close to them. I couldn't touch them even if I got close."