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Between the two stood a little boy who was about eight years old.

Fan Xiao's gaze passed over them and looked towards the innermost part of the house, where he found a simple altar against the wall, somewhat like a shrine.

On the wall above the altar hangs an old painting depicting the Five Ghosts Sending a Child—five fierce ghosts of varying heights and builds, huddled together, holding a smiling child in their hands, as if running out of the picture.

The five vengeful ghosts were painted so lifelike, especially their eyes, which seemed to possess a spirit; when you looked at them, they seemed to be looking back at you.

From any angle, it meets the eye.

It's really weird.

Hot rice and dishes were laid out below the altar.

Below the food was an incense burner, about the size of a washbasin.

At this moment, five incense sticks are inserted into the incense burner and are lit.

The room was filled with smoke.

Some of the smoke drifted into the living room through the open door of Fan Xiao and Li Jian's room.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man frowned: "Women are so slow and indecisive!"

The woman next to him changed her expression immediately upon hearing this, and looked somewhat frightened.

However, when her gaze fell on Fan Xiao and Li Jian, her expression turned fierce again, and she immediately scolded, "You two little beasts! You dare to dawdle when serving Lord Wu Gui his meals? Get your ass in here right now and close the door!"

As she scolded him, she approached, raised her right hand, and slapped him across the face.

Fan Xiao had already sensed that things were not going well, and took a small step back before the woman could speak.

Before Li Jian could react, he was back in the front row, and the woman's slap landed squarely on his face with a crisp sound.

"..."

Li Jian's eyes turned cold.

Even a clay Buddha has some temper!

As a D-level player, being treated like this by an ordinary person would normally make him want to teach the other person a lesson.

However, remembering the game's hint that "don't rebel against your parents," he could only swallow his anger.

Hold it!

Keep holding it in!

"Come here! Close the door!"

The woman rebuked her coldly.

Fan Xiao obediently closed the door and walked towards the altar with Li Jian.

At this moment, the little boy standing in the middle suddenly shouted, "Dad, Mom, I don't want to prick my finger. Let my older sister and second older sister prick it. You can prick them a few more times. I don't want to prick my finger, okay?"

"Binbin, be good, listen to me, it'll only hurt for a moment, it's okay."

The middle-aged man squatted down, reached out and rubbed the little boy's head, a kind and gentle expression on his face.

The woman squatted down and comforted him with concern, "Yes, Binbin, it will only hurt for a moment. Mom will put some medicine on it and put a band-aid on it, and it will be fine."

"I don't want to! Just prick the older sisters! Prick the older sisters a few more times!"

The little boy started throwing a tantrum.

"You kid..."

The middle-aged man sounded somewhat helpless. He had no choice but to forcibly grab the boy's hand and, amidst the boy's pig-like screams, gently and carefully prick his finger with a sharp needle.

Then the man said, "Good boy, drip the blood into the bowl, just a few drops will do."

The little boy kept struggling and crying, refusing to cooperate at all.

Seeing this, the man could only sigh and grab the boy's hand, bringing it above the rim of the bowl.

After a few drops of blood dripped down and mixed with the water, the man said, "Quick! Quickly apply the medicine to Binbin and bandage his wound."

"Binbin, come here quickly."

The woman applied the ointment she had prepared to the boy's finger and bandaged his wound.

The man then picked up the bowl of water that had been mixed with blood and poured it into the incense burner.

Then the couple squatted down together, hugged the little boy, and talked in detail about the boy's many good qualities and how satisfied they were with the child. At the same time, they began to sincerely kneel and kowtow to the "Five Ghosts Sending a Child" picture and pray continuously.

After a few minutes, the couple stopped what they were doing.

The man turned to look at Fan Xiao and Li Jian, and said in a commanding tone, "It's your turn, come here."

As soon as he finished speaking, something unexpected happened!

Fan Xiao and Li Jian both discovered that they could no longer move their bodies.

The brain seems to have lost command and control over the body.

Not only are his limbs and other parts unable to move, but he can't even make a sound.

Immediately afterwards, their bodies suddenly started moving on their own, taking a few steps toward the altar before kneeling on the ground.

Fan Xiao wanted to frown, but found that he couldn't control his facial expressions.

On alert, he activated the "vampire" artifact.

He had already put all the props into operation before even entering the house.

Moreover, "Vampire" is a passive item, which can be activated without having to say its name.

Under the influence of the "vampires," the blood in his body becomes active, and whenever needed, it can instantly pierce through his skin and rush out to form weapons for combat, or be transformed into the power of "emotional magic."

Just as Fan Xiao was on edge, the couple began to talk.

The woman frowned and said, "Old Qiu, Xiaohua and Xiaocui's fingers haven't fully healed yet; they're still wrapped in cloth. Where should we prick them this time?"

"If your fingers don't work, prick your toes."

"Let me see……"

The woman took off Fan Xiao and Li Jian's shoes and said, "Uh... their toes aren't fully healed yet, there are needle marks everywhere, there's nowhere to prick them, if we force it and it gets worse, we'll have to waste money to treat it."

"You women just love to dawdle!"

The man said impatiently, "Just stick it anywhere on your body, as long as it bleeds."

"Yes, yes, don't be angry, I'll do it right away, right away."

The woman picked up the needle in her hand, first fixing her gaze on Li Jian, and began selecting the spots to prick: "Tsk...why are there so many holes on your arm? When were you pricked? I don't remember."

"So slow!" the man yelled. "Get out of the way!"

After saying that, he pushed the woman away and prepared to take matters into his own hands.

The woman was pushed and fell sideways to the ground, but she dared not show any dissatisfaction, and her face still maintained a fawning expression.

"Xiaohua, stretch out your hand."

The man gripped the needle, gave Li Jian a command, and then plunged it into his skin.

Li Jian's eyes turned cold, and he immediately wanted to use the props to resist.

He had quietly activated the props before entering the house; he wasn't completely unprepared.

But after thinking about it... damn it! He held back!

The long needle pierced Li Jian's wrist a centimeter or two, and blood quickly gushed from the wound. Then the man grabbed his bleeding wrist and brought it close to one of the two empty bowls on the ground.

Blood kept dripping into the empty bowl.

Seemingly afraid that the blood would coagulate over time, the man kept stirring the bowl with a bamboo skewer.

Only after the bowl was completely filled did the man release Li Jian's wrist.

Li Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

If this continues, he could die from excessive blood loss.

At that point, in order to save his life, he wouldn't care about violating the dungeon rules.

After finishing with Li Jian, the man said to Fan Xiao, "Xiao Cui, you should also put your hand out."

Fan Xiao obediently extended his right hand.

The man gripped the steel needle and plunged it in.

*Pfft*, blood immediately gushed out.

"..."

The man was stunned.

He hadn't inserted it completely yet; the needle tip had barely touched the skin.

The blood... seems to have come out on its own?

Shaking his head, not paying attention to such a small problem, he grabbed Fan Xiao's hand and brought it to the rim of another bowl.

Blood flowed down rapidly, filling the entire bowl within 10 seconds.

"..."

The man rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had seen wrong.

Why so fast?

“Xiao Cui has quite a lot of blood,” the woman next to her said, leaning closer. “It seems the tonics are working.”

“Supplements aren’t cheap. Since Xiao Cui is fine for now, let’s give Xiao Hua more supplements. I think she’s a bit weak.”

The man reminded him.

Chapter 110 The Monster on the Roof Beam

Hearing the man's reminder, the woman quickly nodded and said, "Xiaohua is indeed a little weak. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

After saying that, she took out the ointment and quickly applied it to Fan Xiao and Li Jian's wounds.

That concerned look was very much like a mother's.

But Fan Xiao and Li Jian both understood that the woman was just worried about their wounds getting infected and having to spend more money on medical treatment.

If it affects the next worship ceremony, then it will be even more of a loss.

It's just like raising pigs.

The healthier the pig, the better.

On the other side, the man picked up the two bowls of blood from Fan Xiao and Li Jian and poured them into the incense burner with incense sticks.

Then he turned around, took two whips from the table next to him, and handed one of them to the woman.

Then the couple began to whip Fan Xiao and Li Jian, who were unable to move.

clap, clap, clap...

"You two little beasts! Wastes that waste food! How could we have given birth to you two!"

"You two little beasts are useless! You're weak, you do little work, but you eat so much!"

"Heavens above! Please open your eyes and stop sending such a scourge!"

"We want a boy! We want a boy!"

The couple seemed to have gone mad, whipping Fan Xiao and Li Jian while loudly hurling insults at them...or rather, "them".

The two would also kneel on the ground from time to time, bowing and praying to the "Five Ghosts Sending a Child" picture hanging on the wall.

After bowing, he continued to whip the woman, seemingly trying his best to demonstrate his wishes and attitude.

This was completely different from how she treated the little boy before.

Fan Xiao used the "Dustless Shield" to generate a slight repulsive force to envelop himself, thus withstanding all the lashes.

Li Jian wasn't so lucky; he was whipped until his skin was torn and bleeding.

Logically speaking, given the evolution rate of a D-level player, even if they were whipped by an ordinary person without resistance, they would only suffer minor injuries.

Li Jian is now on the verge of death from being beaten.