"Are you sure you want me to come with you?" The chubby ghost in black's expression turned somewhat strange upon hearing Lin Fan's invitation.
In that instant, it seemed as if another layer of dense darkness appeared out of nowhere, obscuring his face.
Her originally chubby and somewhat cute features instantly became terrifying.
Extremely eerie.
He slowly turned his head, his eyes staring straight into Lin Fan's eyes. A thick, tangible, cold darkness appeared behind him, and a tall, black palace vaguely appeared behind him.
Some inexplicable malice, as if it were tangible, appeared around him, transforming into real matter. It seemed that as long as Lin Fan gave affirmation, that matter would instantly devour him.
The younger sister stopped eating her cake. She tilted her head and looked curiously at the face of the ghost in black, a slight smile playing on her lips, revealing her sharp little white teeth. She just stared at it, lost in thought.
You can come with me.
Lin Fan laughed happily. He stretched out his finger and carefully wiped away the little bit of cream stuck to the black-clad ghost's lips.
"I can already tell, you're an orphan too, aren't you?"
Lin Fan reached out and patted his head.
The chubby ghost in black was momentarily stunned.
His simple mind couldn't understand why this young man could ignore the palpable, eerie atmosphere surrounding him and then pat his own head like he was patting a child's head.
"We've been eating cake together for so long, and no adults have come to look for you."
"Are you an orphan?"
The ghost in black: "...???"
"Actually, I'm an orphan too," Lin Fan said with a smile.
Hearing his words, his younger sister snorted in dissatisfaction.
"But that's all in the past. I have a family now. I have a grandma, a dad, a mom, a dad, an uncle, and a sister."
"If you were also an orphan, you—"
Lin Fan recalled what Cai Sheng had told him not long ago: "You can join our big family."
"Become our family."
Lin Fan patted the black-clad ghost's head again.
Lin Fan patted his head repeatedly, and although the black-clad ghost had a simple thought process, he still felt an uncontrollable rage. He opened his mouth, and his black teeth became extremely sharp. His mouth kept opening and closing.
It grew to a size large enough to swallow an elephant whole.
It was a very strange and contradictory state. At this moment, his body was still very small. Even his head was still very small, but his wide-open mouth gave people the feeling that it was very, very big.
Small and large, two contradictory extremes that would not normally appear in one thing, strangely appeared on him after he opened his mouth wide.
"Hey, this kid, he's getting upset when we ask him if he's an orphan. Look at his mouth, it's so wide open, is he about to cry?" Lin Fan reached out and patted the chubby little boy's head.
He looked at his younger sister with a smile.
"Don't you think so, little sister?"
The younger sister frowned, looking the little boy in the black tuxedo up and down.
"Brother, we don't know anything about him, we don't even know his name."
"but..."
She sniffed hard, detecting a chilling, eerie scent emanating from the chubby boy. She liked that scent.
It smells so good, so milky.
"However—I like his scent."
"If he's willing to be our family, I'm willing too."
The younger sister, imitating Lin Fan, also reached out and patted the black-clad ghost's head.
Snap!
As his younger sister slapped him, the chubby, black-clad ghost suddenly saw a little girl who hadn't been there before, standing in the darkness.
The little girl wore a tiny red bib, and black flames burned around her. Behind her was a dusky yellow sky, and a huge sun radiating a black halo hung behind her—
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Some fiery red ribbons fluttered and swirled around her body, carrying an almost blindingly ethereal aura and an eerie, ghostly energy.
A fiery red pattern danced and swirled between her brows, as if it were alive.
At that moment, the little girl, who had seemed incredibly terrifying after just one glance, actually reached out and slapped him on the head.
Her hands were small and delicate, yet strangely plump.
In the eyes of the black-clad ghost, this palm carried an aura capable of killing him with a single blow, representing the birth and death of all things.
In that instant, the simple-minded man in black made the most correct choice he had made in all the time he had lived.
His malice towards Lin Fan vanished instantly, and his instinctive, amused nature also disappeared in an instant.
"Smack!"
He bent both knees and knelt on the ground.
"Big brother! Big sister!"
"I want to be part of your family. From today onwards, I am the younger brother of the older brothers and sisters!"
The moment he said those words, his sister placed her hand on his head.
At this moment, the environment and reality overlapped.
In the eyes of the sorceress, the spider, and all the people and ghosts watching Lin Fan and the black-clad ghost.
On the pitch-black paper stage,
The newly grown head, only the size of an egg, has completely relegated the God of Mockery to the background.
In the center of the stage, a chubby ghost in black knelt on the ground, allowing the real Lin Fan and a little girl with an illusory body to place their hands on his head.
"This is... Gui Jun?!"
"How is this possible?"
The spider's eyes widened in astonishment.
"So, starting today, Lin Fan is a dual-sequence user?"
The sorceress was equally shocked, but subconsciously shook her head: "No! It's not Gui Junzhe."
"no?"
"Yes, no!"
"The term 'ghostly talent' sounds nice, but in reality, it refers to evil spirits, especially those who manipulate humans into playing bizarre games."
"Humans provide entertainment for ghosts, and ghosts share power with humans. In the logic of the ghost-genius hierarchy, ghosts are the superiors."
"But look at the relationship between Lin Fan and this ghost. Is that ghost a superior?"
Her gaze swept over the black-clad ghost kneeling on the ground, then followed the tangible, malevolent substance behind him to the vaguely visible black palace.
"The Ghost Palace, the Ghost Throne! This guy... is a Ghost King."
"But... if it's a being like the Ghost King, something that could destroy a human city with just a casual movement, why would it kneel before Lin Fan and submit to him?"
"Isn't this a disgrace to the Ghost King?"
"And if it's not a Ghostly One, then what is it?"
She looked at Lin Fan curiously, subconsciously guessing what he was thinking.
"Could it be because of that girl?"
...
"good!"
"This is so much fun!!!"
"Hahaha, the Black Demon King is so funny! As expected of the Black Demon King!"
Is this a game of submission?
"Are we going to devour this human in the next second, when he's at his happiest?"
Below the stage, a group of entertainers cheered excitedly, slamming their hands on the octagonal table laden with yellow and white ingots.
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