This is not a weird story

"Mom, will my cousin die if I drink this water?" the fat boy asked in confusion.

The middle-aged woman shook her head: "I won't die, but... haha, when the time comes, if you ask him what one plus one equals, he won't be able to answer."

"Really?" The fat boy laughed innocently, holding a lollipop in his mouth, "Okay, okay, my cousin is a big idiot!"

Wei An stared at this scene from his third perspective, looking at the trembling fat face of the fat boy, and secretly said: "Why are you so happy? Have you finally found someone stupider than yourself?"

He didn't know why his emotions changed at this moment, as if he had completely transformed into the boy who was being beaten, as if he himself was suffering this inhuman treatment.

The pain in his body was still there, but he knew that he was in a coma at the moment, his mind was very confused, and his thinking was no longer so smooth.

But the strange thing is that he can realize that the slowness of his thinking is related to the unknown solution he just drank.

Time passed quickly in this image. In the blink of an eye, Wei An felt that his mind had returned. He opened his eyes and looked at the little boy from the perspective of the little boy. He found that he was looking at the ceiling, that is, lying on the bed.

There was severe pain all over my body and it was completely red and swollen.

Some of the red, swollen and bruised areas, and the swollen flesh disappeared and swollen again and again. Under the torture of that hateful woman, they could not be healed at all.

The most important thing was that Wei An noticed that the little boy's thinking had become slower. It took him a long time to realize that he was beaten by his aunt again.

But after his uncle came home from get off work every day, he didn't care about him at all. He just looked at him indifferently, then returned to the house and never came out again.

His aunt gave him something to drink every day. It had a spicy taste and stung his throat. He didn't want to drink it, but almost every time he drank it without any resistance when he was beaten until he was about to faint.

The little boy intuitively felt that this was not a good thing, but he could not refuse or escape.

After his parents died suddenly, his uncle and aunt appeared. From then on, it was his own hell, and the sky above his head was never sunny again.

"Die, just find an opportunity to commit suicide." An idea came to Wei An's mind.

He knew that this was the little boy's thought at this moment, but he and the other party had telepathy, achieving the effect of empathizing with each other.

I moved my hands and feet and found that an iron chain was tied to my left wrist. The other end of the chain was on the iron window next to the bed, and was firmly locked with the iron window grille.

Wei An gave it a hard tug, but it didn't budge.

He looked around, hoping to find some way, even if there were sharp objects around him, as long as he could commit suicide.

But what was disappointing was that there was nothing around him. He was tied up and couldn't move, and he couldn't find anything to end his life.

The pain in my body is still coming, getting more and more painful, especially in the vest, as if something is about to poke a hole out.

Wei An knew that the Moonlight Man lying on his back was still hurting him.

If it weren't for the foreign object tolerance body that resisted him for a while, he might have been killed by the weird moonlight man long ago.

But time is running out now, and we cannot delay it for too long, otherwise our lives are still in danger.

"Brother Fool, are you awake?" At this moment, a voice sounded from the door.

The door was opened, and the fat boy walked in with a bag of brightly colored mushrooms in his hand. He threw the mushrooms casually on the ground and stood two meters away from the bed, looking at Wei An.

Wei An said: "Where is aunt?"

"Kill the big rooster outside, and she will stew the chicken legs for me later." The fat boy pointed to the mushrooms on the ground, "Mom said, use the stewed chicken soup to cook these mushrooms for you to eat, and you will not be able to get up after eating them. Already..."

Wei An was stunned.

Mushrooms? Can't get up after eating?

This suddenly made him think of something.

There was a brief silence in the room. It seemed that the little boy knew what he was about to face, all because the fat boy suddenly spilled the beans.

Wei An's lips moved, revealing what was in the little boy's heart: "You don't know this. When my aunt saw that I was injured, she specially stewed mushrooms in chicken soup to replenish my body. After drinking it, I couldn't get up, so she just let me lie down. It's better to be faster in bed."

"Is that so?" The fat boy was a little confused, and he didn't look very smart.

The little boy nodded: "Stewing shiitake mushrooms in chicken soup is very good for the human body. It recovers very quickly. If there are no injuries on the body, eating this food will strengthen the brain. You can get the first place in the class in the exam."

"I'm going to ask my mother? Why don't you give me such a good thing?" The fat boy turned around and prepared to go out.

"Hey, if she doesn't give it to you, I'll just give it to you." The little boy said, "This is a secret between the two of us. Don't tell anyone. I'll eat half of it and leave a little more for you secretly. That way you can You will be smarter than me, and I will not be as good as you in the next exam."

"Really?" The fat boy was a little moved.

"My aunt is also good for me." The little boy continued: "From now on, everything in this house will be yours, and no one is allowed to snatch it from you, so naturally we have to share the good things together."

The fat boy laughed: "Thank you, cousin. I won't tell anyone. You can save some for me tonight."

After saying this, he took out a lollipop from his pocket and prepared to hand it to the little boy.

The little boy shook his head: "The food is all yours, I don't want it from you."

The fat boy nodded, put the lollipop away, and left happily with the bag of mushrooms.

The picture in front of me was dim for a while, and when it gradually became clear, it was already night.

A bowl of fragrant chicken soup with mushrooms stewed was brought to Wei An. The sarcastic middle-aged woman came to his side and said expressionlessly: "Eat more and finish this bowl."

Wei An hardly hesitated. Although he knew that these mushrooms were poisonous, the little boy's behavior still prompted him to quickly take the bowl and drink the soup while chewing the fragrant mushrooms and scattered chicken skins in his mouth.

I have to say that the aroma of mushrooms stewed in chicken soup is very rich. If you didn't know it was poisonous, it would be really delicious.

This bowl was quickly eaten by Wei An.

He put down the bowl, pretended not to know anything, and said to the woman while thanking her: "Auntie, this is so delicious, I want another bowl."

The woman seemed to be weighing something in her mind and immediately shook her head: "You can't eat more. You can only eat one bowl today and the rest tomorrow."

Wei An nodded quickly: "Then you can put it here and serve it to me tomorrow. Thank you, aunt!"

The woman smiled calmly, turned and left.

Later that night, the fat boy sneaked into the house without turning on the light, and asked quietly: "Cousin, are you asleep?"

At this time, Wei An's stomach and intestines were as uncomfortable as a knife. He wanted to vomit but couldn't, and his face turned purple.

But the fat boy couldn't see it in the darkness.

Wei An endured the discomfort and reluctantly spoke: "Come here, I will wait for you to come, and we will eat delicious...mushroom soup together."

Although the fat boy was stupid, he still felt a little suspicious at this time, because Wei An was out of breath when he spoke, and there was obviously something wrong with his body.

When he took a closer look, he was startled: "Cousin, you... you are sick, very sick..."

"It's okay." The little boy shook his head and still said: "If you eat some fungus soup, you'll be fine... It's okay. Bring me a bowl."

The fat boy turned around hesitantly: "No, I'm going to call my mother..."

"No, drink soup with me." The little boy said in a low voice after holding back all his strength.

The fat boy turned a deaf ear and ran out.

The little boy's plan failed. He couldn't take a breath. He spat out a mouthful of blackened saliva and passed out on the bed.

Wei An felt like he was dead, without the little boy's mind, but still having his own mind. This was a very strange feeling.

He found that his body was rising slowly, as if it was turning into a soul. At the same time, a pain that was a hundred times stronger than before hit him, and he had the illusion that his body had split.

At this moment, he saw that his suspended shadow on the ground had separated from himself and was struggling.

Is this how Moonlighters attack themselves? !

After the severe pain, is the shadow separated from yourself?

"shadow?"

Wei An was suddenly startled. He thought of the slender black shadow that had been attacking him in the first ghost story, the shadow named "Yin".

Is this how shadow weirdness comes about? Is it the shadow of someone who was attacked by the Moonlight Man before?

If the elongated black shadow is produced in this way, then this place is a weird story with a plot, which is completely different from other areas where the Dead City is located.

Having a plot means that other functions in your plot editor can also be used!

An idea immediately came to Wei An's mind.

"Spectator mode!"

With a flash, his body instantly broke away from the control of the current plot. The shadow of himself that was still struggling violently just now was forcefully taken back into the body by a force.

Wei An felt a sense of fullness in his whole body, no longer exhausted, and then stood in front of the bed of the little boy in the scene in front of him.

Staring at the little boy who died of poisoning on the bed, looking at the open door, he could still hear the footsteps of the fat boy running away.

"Okay, you can actually use spectator mode." (End of this chapter)