[MTL, BL] Horror Game Live BUG is Actually Me (Book 1)

Chapter 187 - The Unseen Child

"What are you doing?!"

Lao Sun's voice sounded from behind Fu Yan, and his tone was quite fierce. Fu Yan straightened up and turned to look at him, with a natural look on his face: "I've never seen it before, but I want to see this statue." "

This is not something you can just look at." Lao Sun put down his bedding and stepped forward to push Fu Yan, " You all sleep in the outhouse, and don't disturb the Holy Mother in this room."

"The Holy Mother?" A reporter came over and asked, "Do you believe in a Western sect in your village? How strange."

"It's not some imported thing. !" Lao Sun immediately retorted, "The Holy Mother is the goddess who bless our Shengxi Village. She specifically protects us and allows our village to survive the catastrophe and continue to have descendants. It has nothing to do with you outsiders."

He said this Said, the reporters became interested: "That's it! Old Sun, do you have time to tell us about the legend of the Holy Mother?"

Old Sun looked at them warily: "Why do you ask this?"

"It's just that I didn't We have heard of this immortal family, and I want to hear about her miracles, which can also make us feel more awe in our hearts." The reporter asked, "Your place is called Shengxi Village. Is it also the same as this one? Is it related to the Virgin Mary?"

"...Yes."

"You just said that the Virgin Mary helped you survive the catastrophe. I grew up in City B and have never heard of any catastrophes in nearby villages and towns... Yes Was it a long time ago?"

"It was a long time ago, and ours is just a remote village. It's normal that you haven't heard of it." Old Sun didn't want to say more, but he warned a few people again, "Don't touch this house. The things inside are all for the Mother of God's Day tomorrow, and outsiders are not allowed to touch them."

Sure enough, tomorrow is a festival related to the Mother of God.

Fu Yan used the weak candlelight of the ever-burning lamp to see some glass lamps, candles and dark fabrics nearby. It should be said that in this era, festivals to pay homage to gods should include some paper-tied incense candles and food offerings. But these are the only ones here...are they stored elsewhere?

Fu Yan kept these questions in his mind and did not ask them. They definitely couldn't leave tomorrow and were in no hurry to anger the villagers now.

The Sun family quickly made noodles for the four guests. There were no side dishes, just some chopped green onion and some salt, which would be good. The four of them ran to the kitchen and ate directly in the yard with a small stool. After eating, the four of them got some well water to wash their faces. Now they were done washing and ready to go to bed.

Since they were sleeping in pairs, Cen Yi naturally stayed close to Fu Yan.

The candles were blown out, and the room fell into darkness, so quiet that it felt like your ears were ringing. Cen Yi adjusted to the darkness for a while and confirmed that the NPC on the other haystack could not see clearly from his side. He suddenly pulled the quilt and covered his and Fu Yan's heads.

Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, but soon understood that the other party had something to say, and tilted his head in response to his approach.

"There's something wrong with the hay that Lao Sun brought out from the back room just now." When Cen Yi saw that the hay was brought out from the back room of the utility room, he felt that hay could only be kept in a shed at a farmhouse. Why do you still keep it so mysterious? So he went in when everyone else entered the back room, but instead of observing the statue of the Virgin like Fu Yan and other reporters, he quietly looked at the corners of the back room, especially where the hay was originally stacked.

With a little light and quietly prodding with his feet, he discovered something covered by dry grass.

"They hid children's supplies in the back room." Cen Yi leaned into Fu Yan's ear and said in a breathy voice, "It's not much. It was covered with hay. I only saw it when I opened it. There are toys, clothes, and The supplies all look pretty good...why are you hiding them like this?"

Yes, why are you hiding the traces of a child's existence?

If the child dies or leaves and is no longer needed, these things can be burned, thrown away, or given away. Why should they be hidden so well? If the child is still here, why are the things he uses every day buried like this?

Fu Yan replied in a breathy voice: "They don't have a daughter-in-law."

When the village chief and Lao Sun talked about the family relationship, they were talking about Lao Sun, his wife, and his brother and sister. The daughter is still too young, thirteen or fourteen years old; the son looks to be in his twenties, and it looked normal just now, but I didn't hear that he has a wife. Twenty years old has long been the marriageable age in the village. Originally, Fu Yan and Cen Yi didn't care that he was single. But as soon as the doll supplies appear, one has to wonder who has a child in this family and where the child is.

Nine times out of ten it is related to the Virgin Mary.

"Go to sleep first." Cen Yi probably thought a lot, but he didn't talk in detail. He could only whisper, "I'll find a way to find out the situation tomorrow."

Fu Yan said, "Don't sleep too hard."

There are still two NPCs that need to be protected. Just keep it safe.

"Understood." Cen Yi replied, "I have always been a light sleeper in the game world. Don't worry, I think I won't be able to sleep." "

Good night then."

"Good night."

***

As a result, after a night passed, Cen Yi fell into his trap. The crow's mouth was so noisy by the NPC's snoring that he couldn't sleep.

At this time, he missed other game bosses so much that he would switch scenes and fast-forward whenever there was no point in time. Why doesn't this game switch? There is no point in staying up all night without anything to do.

Fu Yan's condition was better than his, and he fell asleep while the NPC's snoring stopped when he turned over. When Fu Yan opened his eyes, he felt that it was quite dark outside. Just when he was about to look at his watch to confirm what time it was, a very bright light happened to flash outside.

Rumble——!

It turned out that the rainstorm was coming.

Fu Yan glanced at his watch. It was already past seven in the morning.

He got up, but the heavy rain covered up his movements. The two reporter NPCs on the other bed were still lying peacefully. But Cen Yi, who was sleeping with Fu Yan, quickly opened his eyes in confusion: "...It's time to get up?"

Fu Yan saw that he looked seriously sleep deprived, and pressed his head as he was about to raise it: "You Go to sleep first, it's raining heavily, I'll check the situation."

Cen Yi fell down at a glance.

But in fact, he didn't fall asleep again. He was finally able to take a rest after the heavy rain started, and he was actually just sleeping lightly.

Fu Yan got up, first confirmed that the two NPCs were still alive, then reached the door leading to the back room, opened the curtain and looked inside.

The wooden statue of the Virgin still stood on the altar table. Amidst the thunder and lightning, the statue of the Virgin looked more and more delicate and inconsistent. Fu Yan's eyes scanned the rest of the room, and he also saw clearly things he hadn't noticed at night.

First, the fabrics look like some kind of clothing, such as robes, cloaks, etc.; second, these clothes are actually red!

This is definitely not normal. A sect whose believers collectively wear red robes is not a decent sect. However, Fu Yan has concluded that there is something wrong with the Holy Mother, and it doesn't matter what color the believer's clothes are. Fu Yan took another look at the place where the remaining hay was piled up in the back room. Now he could only see the hay, but not the children's supplies that Cen Yi mentioned. It was probably that Cen Yi had covered it up after looking at it last night.

There was another thunder, and the light and sound seemed like thunder exploding above the head. The two NPCs finally woke up, and Fu Yan also left the door.

At about eight o'clock, Lao Sun appeared in the utility room, handed a few steamed buns to the overnight guests, and brought news that the leading soldier and reporter had gone to repair the car. Because of the heavy rain, the others didn't move. They would come back to call after them after repairing the car, or wait until the rain subsided and others could go there together.

Lao Sun also said: "You all go to the village chief's house to wait. My family is very busy and I don't have time to entertain you."

The four of them had nothing to object to, so they ate steamed buns and drank a few sips of well water mixed with rainwater. Cen Yi saw Fu Yan eating the steamed buns with a calm expression, and couldn't help but leaned closer and whispered: "I thought you didn't have to endure hardships together."

Fu Yan glanced at him: "What kind of hardship is this?"

Cen Yi said: "I I thought it mattered to you."

Fu Yan said, "I don't think it matters."

Cen Yi thought about it and agreed. In the last game world, Fu Yan was going to eat with them, but Boss Fan suddenly appeared and took him away. But in this world, why doesn't Mr. Fan appear? I never felt like there was any quarrel between these two before.

But Cen Yi didn't dare to ask Fu Yan in detail.

After they finished eating, they briefly washed themselves with rainwater, and then ran to the village chief's house next door, carrying a raincoat. Lao Sun's two coir raincoats are not new either, so there is not much difference between them. Fortunately, the village chief's house is relatively close. Even so, the four of them ran into the village chief's house and took off their raincoats, only to find that most of their clothes were wet.

Cen Yi came over to look at her brother, then at Fu Yan, and said, "Let's change."

"Forget it." Cen Yi looked outside the door, "It's raining so heavily, I might have to go out later, don't get wet again." I already have one set. Use it sparingly."

"At least wipe it, the temperature is not low, don't get sick. I feel like there's going to be a tough battle here."

"Okay."

Cen Yi still found a piece in his bag There was really no cloth towel in Fu Yan's bag. Seeing this, Cen Yi gave her own towel to her brother, then took Cen Yi's towel, washed it in the rain, and handed it back to Fu Yan.

Fu Yan: "...I'm not that squeamish."

Cen Yi: "I've done it, let's continue."

She did this just in case. After all, Mr. Fan took good care of Fu Yan. If Fu Yan fell If something happened when she was alone, Cen Yi always felt that she and her brother could not escape responsibility. However, although she herself felt that doing so was nothing, Cen Yi and Fu Yan didn't feel anything either, but it was not that simple in the eyes of others.

While Fu Yan was wiping the water next to him, a male reporter who had been in the same room as Fu Yan came over, bumped Fu Yan's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Cen Yi has become your girlfriend?" "

..." Fu Yan responded lightly, " No."

"Come on. She doesn't like you, so she twists the towel for you? After all, your brother-in-law lent it to you." The male reporter said, "You can do it, you can do it quietly, but many people like it Cen Yi is here."

Fu Yan continued to wipe the water on his body and head: "I said no."

"That means she is chasing you." The male reporter said, "You have accepted what she gave, so you should be inseparable. Are you done? Hey, a woman chases a man, and there is a layer of gauze..."

Fu Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned around, washed the towel, and returned it to Cen Yi. Cen Yi said: "Take it. If my sister lends it to you two more times, the scandal will be confirmed."

Fu Yan said: "Those two men may like your sister, you can use this to attract them."

Cen Yi said : "..."

Cen Yi just came over: "What are you talking about?"

Cen Yi: "...Nothing."

"Oh, let me tell you two things." Cen Yi did not pursue further and whispered, "The first one , the female reporter in yellow clothes is also a player. Last night she told her about her mission, just like us, she wanted us. Secondly, last night I heard someone quarreling at the village chief's house, it should be his daughter-in-law She's pregnant, but her family wants to send her away. I wonder if they're getting a divorce."

The second thing she said sounded like it was just a family matter of the village chief's family. But Cen Yi knew that this matter was not simple: "No wonder I didn't change the scene quickly last night. It seems that this matter has some meaning and may be a metaphor."

Fu Yan said: "...Send away the child."

Sending away a pregnant woman is equivalent to sending away the child.