Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

Even when he harms himself, he only dares to do it in secluded places.

Once exposed to his mother, he will face endless questioning and crying, and even intensified surveillance.

Liang Zaibing, with her keen ears, immediately turned her head toward the bathroom door.

A shadow was vaguely reflected on the frosted glass door. The person knocked on the bathroom door, and a soft voice came in, "Baby, Auntie has made dinner. You can come down and eat now."

Liang Zaibing couldn't speak, she could only say "ah" to indicate that she heard.

Ye Shu is like a ghost, impossible to shake off.

Liang Zaibing didn't even have time to complain before she quickly put on her clothes and tidied herself up.

If Ye Shu were to see the scars on his body, there would be no peace in this house.

He had just pulled up his clothes and reached for the doorknob when the door was pushed open before he could even reach it.

Liang Zaibing and Ye Shu looked at each other through the crack in the door.

Didn't I lock the door?

But he didn't dare ask any more questions and obediently followed Ye Shu downstairs to eat.

As he left the bathroom, he casually turned the door lock and discovered that it had been broken for a long time. It looked like it was locked, but it could be opened with a simple turn. The bedroom door was in the same condition.

He even suspected that Ye Shu had been lurking outside the door since before he entered the instance, which was why she was able to arrive so quickly after hearing his movements.

Well, if he were constantly being monitored without any privacy, he'd go crazy too.

-----

The dining table was spacious, with six dishes, a soup, and a dessert on it, but only two seats had bowls and chopsticks.

Ye Shu was like a melancholy white crane, so thin she was almost emaciated. She said she was full after only a couple of bites, and put down her chopsticks while watching her son chew bite by bite without blinking.

Seeing this, Liang Zaibing could barely eat his rice and could only pretend not to see it and bury his head in his rice.

Ye Shu suddenly shifted her gaze from him and looked towards the door.

Liang Fan took off his suit jacket and draped it over his arm, bent down to change his shoes, and walked into the magnificent living room, looking exhausted and smelling of alcohol.

Ye Shu got up and walked over to him, but instead of asking about work, she looked up at him eagerly and asked, "How's it going with Xiao Bing's matter?"

Liang Fan suppressed the impatience in his eyes, took out a bright red envelope with gold lettering from his briefcase, and handed it to him.

Ye Shu hurriedly reached for the envelope, but Liang Fan raised the hand holding the envelope upwards and said in a serious tone, "This is the last time. If it still doesn't work, then give up your unrealistic fantasies and raise him as an ordinary child."

"I promise," Ye Shu replied casually, tiptoeing to reach the envelope without regard for decorum.

Liang Fan sighed deeply, tossed the envelope onto the dining table, and left without looking back.

Ye Shu didn't try to stop her; all her attention was focused on the mysterious envelope.

Even though only one person is disabled, the whole family seems to have gone mad.

-----

Realizing that a clue had appeared, Liang Zaibing immediately put down her rice bowl, pretended to be a good girl and sat next to Ye Shu, pointing at the envelope and looking at her.

Ye Shu quickly understood what he meant, and smiled as she peeled off the sealing wax from the envelope. "Baby, you really want to get better, right? Then let's read it together."

Rather than an envelope, its format is closer to that of an invitation.

Inside was an antique-style parchment scroll, soft and elastic to the touch, but something seemed... off.

Liang Zaibing hesitated, then picked up the sheepskin roll and rubbed it. It was too thin and too soft, not tough enough.

After seeing a black bow-shaped pattern on the edge of the parchment scroll, Liang Zaibing fell completely silent.

This is not sheepskin at all, but human skin.

Ye Shu, however, was completely unaware of anything amiss and continued watching with great anticipation.

“Mrs. Liang, I am also heartbroken to hear about what happened to your child.”

“His congenital disability was not his fault, nor was it a sin from his past life; it was simply a test that God had given to his people.”

"The God of Talero will deliver his devout followers as if he were to bring down a trial."

"I'm sure you've heard about the miracles of Talero from other believers, and I can assure you that everything they say is true."

“If you are willing to join the Moyog religion and believe in the God Talero with us, we can allow your son to participate in this year’s ceremony. After receiving the divine medicine, all physical pain and torment will be cleansed away.”

"If you are determined to take the solemn oath, please come with your child to the Ramu Mansion at 10:00 AM tomorrow, where we will hold the formal initiation ceremony. We look forward to your arrival."

—Chen Jinshan, Priest of the Moyogga

Liang Zaibing was too lazy to even comment on this cult that was stitched together from the ground up. It was full of clichés, and who would actually be fooled?

Seeing Ye Shu's eyes light up, as if she couldn't wait to rush to the Ramu Mansion to join the church, Liang Zaibing silently turned her head away.

Well, people in despair are so easily seduced by a glimmer of hope, even if it's just a man-made, false candlelight.

So, is the main quest's cure for disability achieved through this ridiculous ritual?

He didn't think such cults could actually produce any cure-all medicine; they might just be using deceptive magic tricks.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Ye Shu hugged Liang Zaibing tightly, saying, "Baby, let's go together tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Okay, okay, it's good that you agreed. This time, I'll definitely be able to cure your illness." Ye Shu couldn't suppress her smile, and she was in a state of morbid ecstasy.

What he actually meant was that he was being strangled to death.

Liang Zaibing didn't refute, broke free from Ye Shu's embrace, pointed upstairs to indicate that she was going to rest.

Ye Shu gently brushed his hair behind his ear and said, "Go to sleep early. You need to look your best when you meet Mr. Chen Jinshan tomorrow. Your mother went through a lot of connections to get in touch with him."

Liang Zaibing nodded obediently and immediately slipped away.

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The plot point is tomorrow's meeting, so Liang Zaibing is too lazy to bother searching around tonight and plans to get a good night's sleep to recharge.

After entering the bathroom, Liang Zaibing deliberately blocked the door, because if his mother were to suddenly appear again, she might really scare him into a mental breakdown.

After observing for a while and not seeing any sign of Ye Shu, Liang Zaibing felt relieved and went to the cupboard to get shower gel and shampoo.

While getting the shower gel, he accidentally knocked something down from deep inside the cabinet, and a pack of Marlboro menthol cigarettes fell onto the sink in front of him with a thud.

Liang Zaibing was silent for a few seconds, then rummaged through everything in the cupboard.

Besides toiletries, there were also three packs of cigarettes, two lighters, and two opened boxes of dextromethorphan tablets hidden inside.

Dude, what happened to the good boy you were supposed to be? How come you're smoking, cutting your hands, and abusing drugs in private?