I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 157

[Chapter 147 Dangerous Heresy Processing Bureau]

Such good-looking children are easily bullied in private welfare institutions.

Because this place can’t hold such beautiful things.

But he doesn’t seem to be bullied very often. Although he is always injured, the people who seem unlucky are those who bully him.

Bai Liu likes to watch the show of this somewhat ruthless and withdrawn child fighting back against the small group that bullied him.

He is very withdrawn, and his body exudes the smell of strange mushrooms and strong blood. The back of his bare hands is always full of fresh pinholes, and sometimes blood seeps out of the pinholes. He wiped it away carelessly.

He hardly talked or communicated with anyone, and on the other hand, no one dared to speak to this strange child whose complexion was getting paler and paler and looked like a vampire.

He didn’t seem to care about that, and he always went alone to places no one wanted to go, and stayed there all day long.

And this is what Bai Liu likes to do.

This person is sitting in the church behind the orphanage, sitting in the first row of the statue, opening a book, and reading it page by page with his head down, Bai Liu, or Bai Liu sitting not far from him Place, with a little lazy interest, propped his face with his hands, and curiously observed this strange guy and the book in his hand.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Bai Liu, raised the book in his hand, and said in a very light tone: “Would you like to read it together?”

Bai Liu glanced at the title of the book “The Slender Ghost Murderer”, he said, “Okay. ”

Do you also invite others to read books with you like this?” Bai Liu sat next to him and turned his head to ask him, “I’m also curious how you got this kind of book in the orphanage. Is it contraband? If the dean sees that woman, she will go crazy and say that we have a tendency to be violent and bloody.”

There were still pinholes in his hand turning the book. He was looking at the book with his head down, not looking at Bai Liu sideways, but he answered Bai Liu’s questions one by one: “I asked other people if they wanted to read it together. , but when they read the contents of the book, they all screamed and ran away. I got the book from outside, and I like to read these scary things.”

“Why do you like these scary things?” Bai Liu asked interestingly.

He said, “Because I think I’m scary too.”

He squinted at Bai Liu: “Do you like it too?”

“I like it too.” Bai Liu smiled, “I like watching the plot of terrifying monsters slaughtering human players. ”

Later, the child who read books with Bai Liu found more and more terrifying books and games from outside to share with Bai Liu.

They hid behind the church and under the statues of gods. Under the protection and indifference of gods, they secretly played the terrifying contraband in these orphanages, played various terrifying games, and read various terrifying picture books. There was a happy smile on Bai Liu’s face – he began to like staying with this child a little bit.

He is different from Lu Yizhan. When Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu play games, they will basically let Bai Liu. If they lose, they will scratch their head with a smile and say that Bai Liu is really good.

But this guy’s competitive spirit is completely incompatible with his indifferent appearance. No matter what type of horror game he plays, this person will kill wildly, and then win Bailiu and take the first place, and lose in Bailiu. Depressed and discouraged From time to time, he would occasionally come over uncomfortably, pat Bai Liu on the shoulder unskillfully, and say, come on, you might be able to beat me next time.

Bai Liu will challenge him again soon, this kind of repeated defeats excites him, and he finds it very interesting to play games with this person.

They were tired of being together all day, and gradually became two freaks outside the crowd.

But soon, the book “The Slender Ghost Murder” was discovered by the teacher during the general cleaning. The book was confiscated and reported to the dean. Outside, one by one, they asked who brought this unhealthy picture book back to the orphanage.

Everyone bowed their heads in silence, trembling, and no one dared to stand up.

So the dean angrily tore up the book page by page in front of everyone.

Bai Liu pursed his lips tightly. He raised his head in the crowd and stared straight at the book “The Slender Ghost Murderer” that was torn to shreds by the dean. He and that person didn’t know how much he had read. Paintings all over.

No one admitted who brought the book back, everyone tried their best to deny it, and put the blame on Bai Liu and that strange child.

When the dean pressed Bai Liu’s body, Bai Liu also denied that it was his picture book.

Only he did not deny it.

He stood calmly in front of the dean, lowered his eyes and looked at the fragments of the picture book on the ground, and asked the dean: “Are you afraid of this book?”

He looked up at the dean: “Or you are afraid of me, right? Do you think I’m a terrifying monster that will make bad things happen to you?” The

dean looked a little panicked at him, and looked at the pinholes in his body dodgingly, not daring to look him directly or answer him.

This book, which was not supposed to be in the orphanage, caused trouble in the end, but in the end, it was only held up high by the dean, put down gently, and let him go.

He always had the privilege with the Dean and would not be easily hurt, and the Dean seemed to be unable or afraid to do anything to him.

As he said, the dean seemed very scared of him.

Not only the dean, but the teachers here are also afraid of him, afraid of the smell of blood on his body, afraid of the absorbing mushroom smell, their fear is hard to hide, and even this fear eventually spread to the children in the orphanage who are good at observing words and emotions. body.

The kids who had no idea what was going on were also starting to fear him.

The child was hostile to him, repelled him, beat him, and when he found out that he couldn’t beat him, he looked at him from a distance with the terrified eyes of monsters, and used all kinds of gossip and horror stories that he had imagined.

He becomes a monster that grows pinholes and bleeds on his own.

But he didn’t care, just squatted down calmly to pick up the shreds of the torn book.

After the crowd dispersed, only Bai Liu stood beside him, squatting down with him to pick up the fragments of the book.

They packed up all the pieces they picked up and took them to the church – that was their safe area.

Because there are no children or teachers willing to go there, the church in the welfare home will only be open on special days. On those days, there will be many people who seem to be rich to baptize these children and perform very strange ceremonies. .

Bai Liu escaped every time during the ceremony. He didn’t like the way those rich people looked at children.

Like a greedy look at the goods.

After each ritual, his body became more pinholes, and his face became paler, from a person to more and more like a bloodless marble sculpture.

Bai Liu and him were silently piecing together the shredded “Skinny Ghost Murder” on the church table, and directly above them, the deity was watching their attempts to stick together a book of no repair value. Childish game of books.

“Do you think those people who came here really believe in the existence of gods?” Bai Liu suddenly asked, “Do you think there are gods?

He still lowered his head very calmly and put together the pieces of paper with his fingertips. He asked Bai Liu back. :”Do you believe?

”

“I don’t believe it.

“Bai Liu gave the answer very succinctly, he pointed to the fragment of the picture book on the table, and said casually, “If there is a god, let him turn this pile of paper into a real slender ghost for me.

”

Bai Liu’s sticking to the book was a little irritable, but the other person was still patient.

He raised his head: “Aren’t you too happy when you were torn apart?”

“No.” Bai Liu quickly rejected it.

He looked directly at Bai Liu, and continued to ask: “Do you like this picture book? Like slender ghosts?”

“Not at all.” Bai Liu quickly rejected it again.

He lowered his head calmly and continued piecing together the pages: “I see.”

Bai Liu rarely felt that he was suffocated: “What do you know?!”

After a month, Bai Liu finally knew what he knew.

Beneath the church, an ugly doll that could only look a little like a lanky ghost sat calmly in the first row below the statue, with a straight back.

This doll looks to be made of discarded sheets and quilts from various welfare institutions, with a straw on its head, and patches of different colors all over its body, causing this [Slender Ghost] to look poor and clumsy, like a An unskilled homeless man.

[Slender Ghost Shadow] Turned his head and looked at Bai Liu who was standing in the doorway. He raised his hand. I don’t know how long it took to spell it together. He asked him in a tone of voice, “Want to watch it together?”

Bai Liu calmly sat there, calmly read the book with him for less than a minute, and then began to bury his head in the table and laugh: “… It’s so funny to stick it out.”

“The front face needs to be made with bandages.” He explained lightly, “I can’t find so many bandages, you can just use my face, I think my face should be the same as that of the Slender Ghost. Ying’s face is almost terrifying.”

“I don’t believe it, you have been covering your face with your hair, in case your face is more terrifying than the slender ghost-” Bai Liu took advantage of the other party’s inattentiveness, wearing a doll suit to make it inconvenient to move, Bai Liu With one turn, he forcibly pulled his hair up with his hands.

At the moment of lifting, the two looked at each other strangely, and both fell silent.

Silver-blue, looking like white eyes without eyeballs, looked at Bai Liu faintly, while Bai Liu’s dark black pupils completely reflected his face – silver, staring intently at Bai Liu’s eyes, Clear jawline, and pale, bloodless lips.

After more than ten seconds, both of them looked away in unison.

Bai Liu retracted his hand that had touched the other’s forehead, pinched it calmly, and his breathing became slightly faster.

And he lowered his head, one hand dipped under the table and clenched tightly, as if he wanted to glue his eyeballs into the book, flipping through the book one second at a time, not knowing what he could see at such a fast speed.

“Do I look… terrifying?” he asked softly.

“It’s alright.” Bai Liu replied calmly, “It’s not very scary.”

“Then why is your heart beating so fast?” he asked, “Didn’t you be frightened by me?”

“No.” Bai Liu took a deep breath, and he He closed the book and stood up with his back to him, “Let’s see here today.”

“Wait.” He hugged Bai Liu slightly from behind, and put the repaired book into Bai Liu’s arms, his tone Qingrou: “It’s repaired, I’ll give it to you.”

Bai Liu didn’t dare to look back for some reason. He held the book with a tense expression and walked away quickly.