Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 150

The child was not sure how long she had been locked up. She slept soundly, waking up occasionally to eat fasting pills and drink water, and then continue sleeping. If she felt dirty, she would go and wash.

The child found this boring and often left her to play outside. When he was with her, he rarely talked about his own affairs, let alone what the outside world was like.

It was as if she was pestering the child just to watch her have fun and make some sarcastic remarks, not to make friends.

The children found her annoying, but they couldn't drive her away. After all, she was a ghost and could come and go freely. Besides, it would be really boring to be alone if no one talked to her or argued with her.

After an unknown amount of time, someone finally paid attention to them.

A chicken-headed demon stood at the prison door, peering inside. The child rushed over and asked impatiently, "Are we going to go on the stage of life and death?"

The chicken-headed demon just looked at her without any response. After a while, it turned around and left, followed by two minotaur demons.

"Where are you going? When will you let me out?" the child asked loudly.

No demon answered her.

Judging from the footsteps, they didn't go too far and stopped very nearby. After a while, the sound of a door opening was heard.

They took Cao Ping away.

"Why don't you take me away?" the child cried out in fear.

She doesn't like being alone.

It would be good even if her companion was next door. When she heard the banging noises next door, she knew there was someone on the other end. No matter what happened, she would not face it alone. But if Cao Ping left, she would be left alone.

"And me." The unreliable kid came to join in the fun again.

The child ignored her. When Cao Ping reached the stairs, he looked back at her. His face was shining as if something was reflecting light.

"Where are you going?" The child couldn't help but knock on the door and ask him even though he knew it was soundproof.

Cao Ping naturally couldn't hear what she said. He turned his head and asked the chicken-headed demon if he could go and say goodbye to her.

The chicken-headed demon sensibly agreed, but also reminded him, "If the door is not open, she can't hear you."

But they won't open the door.

After asking, Cao Ping still ran to the prison door.

The child quickly pulled his ears, nodded at him, and then said word by word: "I can hear it, I can hear it with both ears! Why did you become like this?"

She pointed at Cao Ping and drew a circle on his face again.

Cao Ping:?

He probably knew what she wanted to say, but he still pointed to the child's hand: "Give me your hand."

The child hesitated and put his hand through the crack.

As Cao Ping wrote, he said, "Practice hard and absorb more spiritual energy."

Practice hard and absorb more spiritual energy?

What he wrote and said were exactly the same, but that was not what Old Man Li said in his letter.

Old man Li said that he turned into a monster, and Cao Ping also looked like a monster, so why did he let me absorb his spiritual energy?

Is he confused?

The child couldn't understand it, and neither could Cao Ping.

He had clearly transferred that thing into her palm while writing, but why didn't she react at all?

The two of them stared at each other, and Cao Ping had no choice but to solemnly close her hands and push them back: "Absorb more spiritual energy, and you must listen to me."

If they betray you, they might kick me out.

Child: ...You don’t look believable right now.

The chicken-headed demon was already getting impatient: "Are you done yet? Let's go."

Cao Ping nodded at her and followed her.

The child watched him leave, returned to the bed in disappointment, curled up facing the wall, and thought sadly: Why don’t you take me away with you!

At least we have a companion if we die together.

The little boy leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Am I not considered a companion?"

The child was about to cry: "...I'd rather go with Cao Ping, at least he's not that...

The child sat up.

Yes, Cao Ping doesn’t talk much. He often disappears without a word. It was not until he came out of Wuxiangshen Village that he chatted with everyone.

But after entering here, he returned to his normal self. Even if he was kind enough to help her at the beginning, he would act first and then talk. No matter what the matter was, he would only say it once.

It wasn't like him to remind her so repeatedly, and everyone knew that she could hear people talking even with soundproofing.

Why bother talking and writing?

Are you afraid that she won’t remember it?

Cao Ping... doesn't seem like such a kind person, right?

The child said, "Don't think so badly of him. Didn't he help you when you first came in? Later, he even got buckets and ropes for everyone. When Aunt Li and the others went outside, he followed them to protect them. He came here to save others."

Now the child stopped saying bad things about others. She probably just liked to go against children.

Whatever her purpose, she had a point.

But thinking of the scales on Cao Ping's face, the child stammered, "I, I'd better trust Old Man Li."

There is no way that legitimate spiritual energy could turn a person into that state.

"I don't like it very much. Things growing on my face."

Unless it's not on her face, Cao Ping looks quite special now. I don't know where he went. Maybe he can see Old Man Li.

Little boy: "If you listen to him, you might be able to see Old Man Li, and that girl called Waiya might be with them too."

Child: ...Yes.

She tossed and turned in hesitation, and fell asleep while thinking.

But things don't stop just because she falls asleep.

Cao Ping had already met Old Man Li and fought two rounds with him, so he had figured out everything.

The so-called life and death stage does not say that one person must die.

But they are like fighting cocks, where two people are put down and then the gambling begins. After a round, if the loser is not satisfied, he will ask for another fight, and they have to fight again and again.

If you refuse to fight properly, they will let monsters onto the stage. The two people in the last match died at the hands of a bull monster.

Old man Li said that such a situation is rare.

They want the aliens from the upper level to fight against the aliens from the lower level. The latter often fight with all their might once they come on stage, because the former have absorbed the evil spirit, which will erode their spiritual power, and in serious cases they will become the same as them.

Most of the people who live down there don't want to become like this.

If you use brutal force, there will inevitably be casualties.

When Old Man Li said this, he smoothed the rice on his head and told Cao Ping to be careful.

He had already become a cook, which was very safe. He only had to steam rice for the most powerful aliens on the upper level.

Cao Ping looked at him, his face only a layer of skin left, his eyes sunken: ...

I probably know how his hair full of rice grows.

After saying casually, "Take care of yourself," Old Man Li walked away tremblingly.

The skeleton-like legs supporting the frame made one worry that he would get scattered while walking.

As for the others, Old Man Li didn't see anyone else, but he did mention the letter he left behind.

What could Cao Ping say? He could only hope that the child didn't see it, was honestly deceived, and didn't mind giving her a ride before he was beaten to death.

Or Old Man Li would be fine too. Jin Tong seems to particularly dislike harming his comrades.