Salted Fish Zombie

Chapter 39

"Bu Bu!!!"

Chen Jinpeng widened his eyes in fear and poked his head out from the hidden space.

It turned out it had a name.

Its name was Bu Bu, made of cloth, and could only make a sound like "bu bu."

It had a favorite person. That person used to treat it very well, very gently. But later, that person pushed it away, threw it outside the wall, locked it out of the door. But it never left, returning to its favorite person's side again and again.

Until its favorite person hung it in front of the scariest monster children, forced to provide luck points, it finally despaired.

It opened the stitches on its neck and let its body fall into the group of monster children.

The four players on the fourth floor all witnessed the scene of its body falling, especially Ning Su and Zhu Shuangshuang standing in the front row, who saw it very clearly.

It was very small and not heavy because it was made of cloth. So it floated down, carried by the night breeze, and fell into the densely packed group of monster children.

The head on the whip swung lightly, without support, swaying with the wind.

And in the next second, it also fell.

Then, a headless boy fell from the upper floor, holding a red whip in his hand.

Finally, a head fell next.

As that head fell past the arched window on the fourth floor, it faced them directly.

Those narrow, single-eyelid eyes widened in fear, the most frightened expression that could be seen on a child.

In addition to fear, there was also shock.

He knew that if his ghost friend died, he would die too. So he dared to hang the rag doll like this, confident that he could use his weapon, the red whip, to pull the rag doll up when the monster children approached.

But he didn't expect that the rag doll would unravel the red thread on its own and fall hopelessly into the group of monster children.

【Player Chen Jinpeng's ghost friend was destroyed.】

【Player Chen Jinpeng has died.】

The arched window on the sixth floor opened, and the area in front of the arched window on the fifth floor was also filled with players. Bai Shuang, who had survived the ordeal, stood there with tears streaming down her face.

The monster children retreated.

This was the first time they had left without entering the corridor.

They had arrived at the castle less than ten minutes ago.

[Mother's womb is so warm, I want to tear through to hell and accompany her.
When I died, it trembled. But was it longing for me?]

Under the moonlight, the several pale, oily monster children had scraps of beige cloth and blood-red pieces of flesh on them.

They sang a chilling song, contentedly, with an inexplicable mix of sorrow and joy, innocently departing.

Zhu Shuangshuang murmured, "Bu Bu, in the end, it didn't have any luck to give to Chen Jinpeng, right?"

Ning Su responded with a grunt, "It only had 3 Luck Points to give."

And those 3 Luck Points were obtained at the expense of its damaged body, forced out of it.

If it had more, it would have definitely given them to Chen Jinpeng.

But it couldn't give him any more luck points. Its body was already torn and tattered, jumping into the midst of its most terrifying natural enemies in despair, being shredded apart.