Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

It pierced directly into the neck and began to greedily absorb blood. The faces of the unconscious students were losing color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scene in the room was weird.

There was a sound of kicking the door. Mo Wen looked at the monster on the bed in horror, his lips trembling, "Grandma?"

The countless black flesh tubes on the old lady's body on the bed wrapped her directly inside. She looked weird and terrifying, and it was not what a human should look like at all.

The old woman met her grandson's frightened eyes. The greed and bloodthirstiness in them quickly faded, and her expression became a little flustered.

The black flesh tube retracted into the body, and its eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Xiao Wen, do you want to listen to grandma's explanation?"

Mo Wen subconsciously took two steps back and looked at her warily: "You are really still my grandma, not some monster. Why are you in my grandma's body?"

The old woman waved her hand, got out of bed and walked towards him.

Seeing her grandson retreat, her eyes were a little hurt: "Xiao Wen, grandma is not a monster, she is trying to protect more people. If you want to know the truth, I will tell you everything."

"...Are you really willing to tell me the truth?"

"Well, you are grandma's pride. I would rather hurt myself than hurt you. I tell you everything."

Mo Wen walked in, stretched out his hand and said with some resistance: "Don't come near me, at least don't come near me until you are sure it is grandma."

The old woman was silent for a moment, then slowly backed away and sat down beside the bed.

He said slowly, "Ten years ago, after you left, there was a fire in the village. I escaped by going up the mountain. I wanted to bury the body, but who knew... it would come back to life."

"Those zombies ate people and tried to get down the mountain. I later summoned the evil spirit to suppress them, trapping them to death on the mountain."

Ten minutes passed and the old woman looked at him sadly.

"Grandma misses you guys, but I dare not go down the mountain. Can you forgive me? I just sucked a little blood and didn't want to kill them."

Mo Wen lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of struggle.

Seeing this, the old woman continued, "It takes blood and energy to suppress the evil god. I have no other choice. Can you understand me, grandma?"

"Don't worry, I'll let you go tomorrow. Don't come back. Grandma is fine here."

"Grandma, are you sure the evil god is alright?"

"...!!"

Mo Wen looked at the black statue on the table and felt endless evil. He wondered how terrible it would be if this thing backfired.

"Grandma, it's not so much that the evil spirit is helping you suppress it, but rather that you're feeding it. What if it retaliates one day?"

"We can find a way to destroy the evil god."

As soon as the words fell, the black statue's eyes flashed red, the old woman screamed, and fell to the ground and rolled around.

Mo Wen was startled and hurried over to help the person up, but his wrist was instantly grabbed like a branding iron and he couldn't get away, then he met those scarlet eyes.

My eyes were blurry and my consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred.

Before he fell unconscious, a voice that sounded like a man or a woman rang in his head: "Oh, how can you destroy this god? You don't know what's good for you. Don't even think about leaving the village tomorrow."

The next morning, Mo Wen shook his dizzy head, slowly got up, looked around, and asked in confusion, "Why am I in grandma's room? This is strange!"

I called out, "Grandma, are you there?"

No one answered, so Mo Wen had to open the door and walk out.

The other two rooms were opened, and people came out staggeringly, their eyes dull and lifeless, with dark circles under their eyes, which was very scary.

Liu Qingshan was also startled and looked them up and down: "What's going on? Who was on guard last night? Why are they all asleep?"

"That face is too ugly, there must be something fishy going on. Oh, where is grandma? Why can't I see her?"

Everyone shook their heads and said weakly, "I don't know. We didn't see anyone. Who made breakfast? I'm so tired and sleepy. Why do you look so good, Captain?"

"I, I had a very comfortable sleep, and Mo Wen looked good too."

"...I fell asleep in grandma's room, but I can't remember why I was there. Does anyone know?"

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

"Captain, why don't we go down the mountain after breakfast and go back to school early? I feel like I'm going to faint if we continue this way."