Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

At night, the boys live in one room and the girls live in another. Fortunately, they both have kangs, which can be used as a large bunk bed.

In the dead of night.

The surroundings were as quiet as death. Not even the chirping of insects or birds could be heard. The only sounds in the room were breathing, snoring, and grinding of teeth.

While Liu Qingshan was sleeping, he suddenly felt very cold. He couldn't help but pull the quilt, but it was rolled away by the person next to him and he couldn't pull it away.

He said angrily, "That's enough, Fatty. I'm the leader and I can take care of people, but you can't let me get cold. What if I catch a cold?"

He couldn't help but sit up and stretched out his hand to pat the person next to him, but he grabbed something slippery. Before he could react, the thing in his hand disappeared in an instant.

The fat man muttered impatiently: "Captain, stop tickling my neck. It's itchy, you know? It's late, go to bed."

Liu Qingshan felt something was wrong, but seeing that everyone was sleeping soundly, he didn't want to wake them up. He was indeed very tired after riding in the car and climbing the mountain today.

He fell back onto the bed, looked at the darkness around him, and muttered softly, "I must be overthinking it. This place looks so normal, there shouldn't be any problem."

I pulled the quilt over myself, closed my eyes and fell asleep unknowingly.

They were completely unaware that in the next room, an old woman was sitting cross-legged with countless black tentacles extending from her body. They slipped through the crack in the door and stabbed at the necks of the students.

The blood was transported to her body little by little, and her pale face was visibly getting better, her breath was getting stronger, and she opened her eyes with a smile on her lips.

The voice was less weak.

"Young guys are still the best. They're full of blood and energy. I can use them all over my face. Next time... I'll think of a way to get them to come."

The old woman felt at ease. Young people were going to donate blood anyway, so why not give her an old woman? It wouldn't take their lives, wasn't it?

The black statue placed on the table had bloodshot eyes at this moment, greedily absorbing blood and energy to nourish itself, with a cold and ferocious look.

It soon became daybreak.

Everyone opened the door and yawned weakly, saying, "Well, I'm not used to the new place. I feel so tired. I miss my Simmons bed."

Mu Wan'er glanced at them. Their faces were pale and their eyes were dark blue, as if they had stayed up late. She couldn't help but laugh.

"You guys are exaggerating. You shouldn't be like this if you didn't sleep well. Look at your face, it's so ugly, your lips are even pale."

Liu Qingshan was drawing water. Hearing this, he raised his head, glanced at the few people, and asked in confusion.

"Fatty, are you okay? You look so bad."

The fat man's real name was Wang Zhen. After hearing what they said, he took out his cell phone, touched his face, and felt a little dizzy and had no strength in his body.

He said weakly, "Ah, it's okay. I think I slept well. I just don't know why I look pale."

As he spoke, he felt a slight itch on his neck and scratched it subconsciously. He found dried blood on his fingers and froze in shock.

After coming to his senses, he stammered, "Captain, please help me check if I was bitten by a poisonous insect on my neck. Otherwise, why is there blood? I am not poisoned."

When Liu Qingshan heard him yelling, he put down the wooden barrel in his hand and walked over quickly to take a look.

There were two red spots on the fat man's neck, as if he had been bitten by something. There was also a small piece of blood on his neck, which had already dried up.

Frowning, he said, "Yes, there are red spots. I don't know what bit them. I'll ask when grandma wakes up and apply some herbal medicine. It's normal to have more insects in the mountains."

"Ah, I'll be fine then. No wonder I felt so weak. It turns out I was bitten."

The other female classmates came over to take a look and were a little scared.

"Luckily we used toilet water at night, otherwise we would have been bitten too. The three of you look unhappy. Look and see if you have all been bitten."

Mo Wen saw them gathered together and walked over to ask softly, "What's wrong?"

Wang Zhen stretched his neck out, looking aggrieved. "Look at my neck. What kind of poisonous insect is this? It's so powerful. Look what it's done to me. It's a blood-sucking insect."