Rules of the Strange: Starting with the Weird Peppa Pig

Several "children" with their heads tilted to one side sat on the roller coaster, their limbs swaying with the roller coaster, and occasionally a few limbs would fall off the roller coaster.

wrong!

This isn't a corpse, but... a pile of human skin.

Wuyin saw a clump of white stuff inside the fallen limbs; it was cotton.

Therefore, these are all human skins filled with cotton.

And now only children in human skin remain in the amusement park; all the adults have disappeared.

Silent Spirit Value: 60%.

At that moment, his shoulder suddenly felt as if it had been touched by some kind of dry twig.

He elbowed backward, then turned around, only to find an old man standing five meters behind him.

It's Grandpa Niu.

How did his hand manage to touch my shoulder from such a distance?

Before I could think any further, I saw Grandpa Niu in front of me, looking blank, slowly speak:

Have you seen my child?

Chapter 42 The Haunted House

child?

When did Grandpa Niu have children?

Besides, doesn't the rule say that Grandpa Cow is dead? So who is standing in front of him now?

Wuyin was stunned for a moment, a little confused about the current situation.

The other party continued speaking.

Have you seen my child?

Wuyin even felt that Grandpa Niu's words were not directed at him, because Grandpa Niu was only looking in his direction, but his gaze was not focused on him.

Wuyin glanced left and right, but there was no one else around, so she could only be talking to herself.

He shook his head, and just as he was about to say that he hadn't seen it, he noticed that Grandpa Niu had pointed behind him with his right hand.

"Isn't my child right behind you?"

Wuyin felt a chill in her heart upon hearing this, and turned around abruptly, but there was nothing behind her.

He frowned slightly: "Where is your child? I can't see him."

"Oh, he just ran into the haunted house behind you."

Grandpa Niu lowered his hand, his expression still very stiff.

"Can you help me find him?"

"If you help me find him, I can give you what you need."

As he said this, he took a piece of paper out of his pocket.

It's a rule sheet.

This is indeed what Wuyin needs most right now.

He looked at the haunted house; it wasn't very big, so finding a small child shouldn't be too difficult.

So he nodded to Grandpa Niu.

"Then wait here for a while, I'll help you find the child and come right back."

After saying that, he turned around and started walking towards the haunted house.

He had only taken two steps when he remembered that he hadn't asked Grandpa Niu what color clothes his child wore and what he looked like.

I turned around to ask again, but found that Grandpa Niu was gone.

Wuyin had no choice but to go inside the haunted house first.

This haunted house is not large, with peeling paint on the exterior walls and thick dust covering the glass, indicating that it has been abandoned for many years.

He stepped over and saw two large stone ghost faces standing at the entrance of the haunted house, spewing out white mist and creating a sinister and terrifying atmosphere.

But this was child's play for Wuyin.

Pushing open the wooden door of the haunted house, it creaked open, and a smell of dust hit you.

Before me was an empty living room. Against the innermost wall was a table with a portrait of the deceased and some offerings on it.

These offerings of fruit are all very fresh, and look like they were just put up in the last couple of days.

The person in the portrait was Grandpa Niu, and the photo was wiped very clean.

If it weren't for the "Haunted House" sign hanging at the entrance, Wuyin would have thought it was someone's private cabin.

As he stepped into the living room, he saw a door on each side, which should be either a bedroom or a bathroom.

After thinking for a moment, Wuyin chose to walk towards the door on the left first.

He grasped the doorknob, turned it gently, and the door opened.

But he didn't go inside, because he was surprised to find that the layout of the room was exactly the same as the living room.

There is a door on each side, a table, a portrait of the deceased, and some fresh offerings.

Wuyin walked to the door on the right again, turned the doorknob, and found that the layout behind the door was the same as the living room.

A strange feeling arose in his heart, and he wanted to turn around and leave this eerie place, but when he turned around, he found that the open door reflected the same furnishings as the living room, just like a mirror.

The only difference was that he was in the living room where he was standing, while the "living room" outside the door was empty and had nothing in it.

The gate now is not the same gate as before.

Where are the children here?

He felt he had been tricked by that so-called "Grandpa Niu".

A few beads of sweat appeared on Wuyin's forehead. It was best not to wander around now, or she wouldn't even know where she was.

He looked around the living room, and finally his gaze settled on Grandpa Niu's photo frame.

Picking up the photo frame, I noticed that Grandpa Niu's eyes in the frame seemed to be staring straight at me through the glass, which gave me goosebumps.

He moved the picture frame to the side to avoid Grandpa Niu's gaze falling on him.

In the blink of an eye, the eyes in the picture frame suddenly turned and looked sideways towards the direction of Wuyin.

Wuyin's heart raced a little. He glanced at the portraits in the other rooms, and all eyes were on him.

Especially on the left and right sides, Grandpa Niu's eyes were almost rolling to his temples in a way that no normal person could possibly do, staring intently at Wuyin.

He took two steps back, but the portraits just stared at him without making any other move.

Wuyin suddenly remembered that she seemed to have one more prop that she hadn't used yet.

It was Li Fan's soul, a reward for completing a special quest in the previous instance.

Since it's a soul, it should be able to pass through walls and see what's happening outside.

With that in mind, he opened his personal information panel and released Li Fan's soul.

When Li Fan appeared in front of him, his expression was still somewhat blank.

"I...didn't disappear?"

He only remembered that he was squatting in that empty space, and then suddenly everything went black and he lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in this dilapidated little wooden house.

Standing in front of me was a little boy with thinning hair, wearing a red short-sleeved shirt with a five-pointed star on it.

The child looked unfamiliar, but his eyes seemed strangely familiar to Li Fan.

It was as if I had seen it countless times before.

"Could you help me find out which way the exit is?"

The silent voice was very serious.

Li Fan pursed his lips, thinking to himself.

That kid is so rude, ordering people around without even saying hello.

So he transformed into a pig-shaped monster, baring his tusks and roaring at the child in front of him, intending to give the child some childhood trauma.

To everyone's surprise, the child not only remained completely calm, but also looked at him as if he were mentally challenged.

Instead, he himself was violently thrown away by an unknown force.

"Ouch."

He regained his balance, floated back, and stared into the eyes of the little boy in front of him, his voice somewhat tentative.

"Kid, haven't we met somewhere before?"

Li Fan couldn't help but speak up.

That look was all too familiar, especially the look he gave someone with intellectual disabilities.

"The Chosen One you worked with last time, Wuyin."

The silence was calm.

"Now, can you go and take a look for me?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the surrounding walls out of the corner of his eye and inexplicably felt that the room seemed smaller than before.

"Oh, it's you. No wonder."

Li Fan suddenly realized that George in the previous instance had also looked at him with the same gaze.

"Your name is Wuyin? By the way, how come we meet again?"

Wuyin sighed and rubbed his forehead. He really couldn't understand whether this person was addicted to playing a child or was just naturally immature.

He emphasized it again.