Rules of the Strange: Starting with the Weird Peppa Pig

Perhaps this is the difficulty of the Super S-level dungeon.

Wuyin suddenly realized that the person with the lowest sense of presence in this instance was Wuyin.

Hu Yingjun.

Perhaps he holds the answer Wuyin seeks.

Time flies when you're in kindergarten, and before long, Wuyin was home from school.

Once home, he would occasionally help his mother wash vegetables in the living room, or play with toys on the floor. After all, he no longer lacked mental energy, and boosting the favorability of the eerie Zhang Xiaoli was just a matter of course.

Chapter 57 They have feelings for each other.

Soon after, Hu Yingjun also got off work and went home.

As before, he didn't even glance at Wuyin in the living room. He casually placed his briefcase on the table in the entryway and then sprawled out on the sofa to rest.

Wu Yin also noticed Hu Yingjun's briefcase at this moment. His briefcase always seemed flat, as if it didn't contain much.

But he takes this briefcase with him to work every day and then goes home after get off work. Could there be some clues inside?

However, Wuyin couldn't openly rummage through his bag now, so she could only wait until the two of them were asleep and then sneak out to check on him at night.

Thinking about this, Wuyin sighed.

I never imagined I'd become the kind of person who secretly goes through other people's bags.

There's no way around it; when faced with ghost stories, one has no choice but to bow down.

Before long, Zhang Xiaoli had prepared the meal and called the two of them over to eat.

Wu Yin sat at the dining table, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs before starting to eat, handed it to Hu Yingjun's bowl, and said with a smile.

"Dad, you work hard. Eat more meat to replenish your energy."

Li Fan responded curtly from beside Wu Yin.

"Hey? Good son, Dad's not tired."

Although Wu Yin really wanted to roll his eyes, he couldn't do anything underhanded with the two people at the table watching him, so he completely ignored Li Fan.

Li Fan's inner thoughts: This sword-selling is awesome!

Then, adhering to the principle of treating everyone equally, Wuyin also put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs on Zhang Xiaoli's plate.

"Mom, you've worked so hard taking care of me."

He was actually testing his own guesses.

When he first entered the ghost story, he felt that the two people initially seemed to be imitating the behavior of Zhang Xiaoli and Hu Yingjun.

But gradually he suddenly felt that the two of them seemed to have feelings for each other.

Zhang Xiaoli happily ate the sweet and sour pork ribs that Wuyin had given her, and hugged Wuyin while muttering to herself.

"TuTu has grown up and knows how to care for her mother."

On the other side, Hu Yingjun lowered his head and remained silent.

This left Wuyin somewhat confused: were they completely bizarre, or did they have genuine feelings for each other?

At that moment, a drop of water fell from Hu Yingjun's face and landed in the bowl.

Hu Yingjun, who had never given Wuyin a second glance, was now experiencing even more intense emotions than Zhang Xiaoli.

After these actions, Zhang Xiaoli's favorability increased by 10, but Hu Yingjun's favorability increased to 60.

Hu Yingjun didn't say anything, but silently picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs that were stained with tears, stuffed them into his mouth, and savored them carefully.

Wuyin understood; they did indeed have genuine feelings for each other.

Are they still considered ordinary ghosts? After all, in the previous ghost story, the already completely bizarre Lady Antelope had no emotions whatsoever.

If the real Zhang Xiaoli is inside Xiao Guai's body, then who exactly is the Zhang Xiaoli who still possesses emotions?

Wu Yin felt that things were getting more and more complicated, so she decided to stop thinking about it for now and wait until night to see if there were any clues in Hu Yingjun's briefcase.

After dinner, he helped Zhang Xiaoli wash the dishes. After all, he was already full of energy, and he could always go to the children in Xiaodou's class to get more energy tomorrow.

As he went to sleep that night, he remembered that he seemed to have another skill that he had forgotten about and had never used because of his low mental energy level. That skill was "ear-twitching technique".

His current mental state is at 80%, which is enough.

After gesturing to Li Fan beside him to be quiet, Wuyin began to strain his ears.

Soon, two deep voices reached his ears.

"Is this fruit almost ripe?"

"No... but Xiaoli, don't you think this fruit really looks like Tutu?"

"Well, so what if it looks like it? The fruit is destined to be eaten. Handsome, don't be too soft-hearted."

"Well, I'm tired after a long day and a little sleepy. You should go to bed early too."

"it is good."

There was no sound after that.

Wuyin was puzzled after listening. If they were just the "keepers" that Tu said, why would they think that they looked like Tutu?

But if they have feelings for each other, why would they want to eat the fruit?

All these clues were intertwined, and Wuyin felt that she was almost able to sort out her thoughts, but she was always just a little bit short.

When Li Fan saw that Wuyin's ears had stopped moving up and down slightly, he leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

Did you hear that?

Wuyin nodded, but instead of immediately telling Li Fan what he had heard, he first posed a question.

Do you think that Zhang Xiaoli, who has become a monster, is the real Zhang Xiaoli?

Li Fan was somewhat puzzled.

"Isn't it obvious at a glance? She not only didn't hurt you, but she also saved you. It must be true."

Wuyin nodded and told Li Fan what she had heard.

Li Fan couldn't understand what was strange about these words either; in his eyes, the bizarre was something that was inherently incomprehensible.

Of course, Wuyin didn't expect to rely on Li Fan to guess the clues hidden in these words.

He lay in bed quietly waiting for the night to fall.

After some time, Wuyin calculated the time and estimated it was already midnight.

He used his ear-twisting skill again and heard two even breathing sounds coming from the master bedroom, as if they were sound asleep.

Wuyin then quietly got up and left the bedroom with Li Fan.

Upon arriving in the living room, Wuyin subtly hinted to Li Fan to keep an eye on the master bedroom and to inform him immediately if there was any noise. Li Fan patted his chest, implying that he would take care of it.

Wuyin slowly made her way forward by the moonlight, trying not to make any noise. Li Fan watched her with some excitement.

"Wuyin, don't you think it's a bit exciting for the two of us to do this kind of thing at night?"

Wuyin was speechless, inwardly roaring with anger.

If you can't speak properly, can you at least stay silent? If the viewers in the Dragon Kingdom's live stream misunderstand, his lifelong reputation will be ruined.

After all, Li Fan is his personal prop, and he should be able to be seen in the Dragon Kingdom's live broadcast room.

Since Wuyin's voice could be heard by the two people in the master bedroom, he simply glanced at Li Fan with a speechless expression and continued to walk quietly toward the briefcase.

Li Fan seemed to realize that his words were somewhat inappropriate, so he quickly explained.

"No, I mean, what we're doing right now is exciting. No, no, I mean it's exciting to do things that aren't allowed on Earth."

But even he himself felt that the more he tried to explain, the worse it got.

Wuyin sighed softly, looked at Li Fan with some helplessness, and mouthed two words.

"Shut up."

Li Fan, using the moonlight, clearly saw Wuyin's lip movements, quickly nodded, covered his mouth, and refused to explain any further.

Chapter 58 TuTu's Mental Illness Record

Wuyin also moved to the briefcase. He gently unzipped it and found that there were only a few A4 sheets of paper inside.

No wonder this briefcase looks so thin.

He took out an A4 sheet of paper from his briefcase, intending to quickly glance through it before putting it back.

Although it's a bit dangerous to look at it in the living room, if we take it back to the room, we'll have to return it, otherwise Hu Yingjun will definitely find out.

By the moonlight, he saw the words "Mental Hospital Medical Record" on the A4 paper.

Just as I was about to continue reading, a voice suddenly appeared.

"Hu Tutu, what are you doing?"

Wuyin was startled and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

Hu Yingjun was standing at the door of the master bedroom, quietly watching him.

Oh no, when did he get there? Could he have already seen me taking the medical record from his bag?

Li Fan, who was standing nearby, was also startled and quickly said something.

"This person is like a ghost, appearing out of nowhere without making a sound. I have no idea when he came out."

Wuyin hid the medical record behind her back, her expression perfectly calm.

"I'm thirsty, I came out for a drink of water. Dad, why are you still up so late? Are you having trouble sleeping? Let me tell you a story to help you fall asleep."

Li Fan: "To save your life, you even called him 'Dad,' and you said it so smoothly. You have no backbone at all. I despise you!"

Hu Yingjun simply stood at the door of the master bedroom, quietly watching Wuyin for a while, before saying something.

"No need, you should go to sleep early too."

Then they returned to the bedroom.