Wu Sheng sat next to Wu Jinpeng and kept crying. It felt like he was trying to release all the tears that had been accumulated in his heart over the years.
His small hands gripped Wu Jinpeng's shirt, and his face was filled with sadness. He wanted to say something, but when the words came out of his mouth, they turned into sobs.
"Did you have a nightmare? It's okay, I'm here to accompany you. "Wu Jinpeng hugged Wu Sheng and patted his back lightly.
The father and son leaned against each other, and Chen Ge sighed in relief. He rubbed his knees and slowly walked out.
When he pulled back the curtain, the black phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. Chen Ge took out the phone and clicked open the latest unread message.
"The four-star Trial Mission, ghost fetus, has been completed two-ninth. The ghost fetus can no longer curse you through sound. Lucky Red Specter's Favored, you do not have much time left! "
Curse me through sound? Does that mean he can curse me just by hearing me speak? This power of the ghost fetus is a bit too scary.
In Chen Ge's memory, curses required a medium. To curse a person, one had to get their hands on the person's hair, nails, or even clothes, but the black phone's information had upended Chen Ge's previous understanding. It turned out that the ghost fetus only needed to hear a voice to carry out the curse.
This power was exposed by the black phone. The ghost fetus was able to become a Demon God, so his power was not limited to this. Even with the protection of a Red Specter, Chen Ge did not feel safe. The enemy has too many tricks up their sleeves. I might get tricked without knowing it. No wonder the black phone said that after the ghost fetus is born, I will definitely die.
The crying on the other side of the curtain woke up his younger brother. He hugged the broken fan and looked at Chen Ge with fear.
Initially, Chen Ge did not mind it, but after being stared at for a long time, Chen Ge felt something was wrong. Why do you keep looking at me? Could it be that you saw something in me? "
Hearing Chen Ge's voice, Wu Jinpeng's younger brother grabbed the thin blanket to cover his head. He looked like he was about to cry from fear.
Wu Kun was eight years younger than Wu Jinpeng. Being treated like that by an adult in his thirties, Chen Ge felt quite uncomfortable.
"Are you afraid of me?" Chen Ge walked towards Wu Kun. Before he could get close, Wu Kun stretched out his trembling hands.
"Fan, fan …"
Wu Kun held the broken fan with both hands and half-kneeled on the ground. His body was trembling.
"You want to give me the fan?" Chen Ge sat in front of Wu Kun. When he was about to pick up the fan, he saw Wu Kun's injured hand.
"Something doesn't feel right. Why does he keep talking about the fan? What was he trying to express? I did not see Wu Kun in the world behind Wu Sheng's door. As his father's younger brother, Wu Sheng must have some impression of him. "
Chen Ge returned the fan to Wu Kun. After a long time, Wu Kun slowly calmed down.
"What are you afraid of?"
Without waiting for Wu Kun's answer, ten minutes later, the curtain was pulled back, and Wu Jinpeng turned off the lamp beside Wu Sheng's bed.
"Is Wu Sheng feeling better?"
"The boy fell asleep after he got tired from crying." Wu Jinpeng's eyes were red and swollen. He stood before Chen Ge. "Brother, my biggest wish in this life is for Wu Sheng to return to normal. I am prepared to take care of him for the rest of his life … Thank you."
"Brother Peng, honestly, it's all because of you that Wu Sheng was able to recover." Chen Ge planned to hire Wu Jinpeng as his new employee, so he did not hide too much from him. "You can choose not to believe what I'm going to say next, but do not tell anyone else."
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Behind that door is a world of despair, blood, strangeness, and terror. After Wu Sheng fell asleep, he would dream that he was trapped inside that world, and he, a young boy, had to face all the ghosts alone." Chen Ge lowered his voice. "To prevent himself from breaking down, he imagined a version of you in his dream. The you in the dream was like the you in real life, trying your best to protect him. It was because of your existence that he did not lose himself and have his soul consumed by the ghosts. "
"That's quite a lot of information. Let me process it." After a moment's silence, Wu Jinpeng suddenly pinched himself hard. "Doesn't this mean that if I had entered the door earlier, Wu Sheng would have suffered less?"
"Not everyone can enter that door. A normal person might not be able to return after pushing open the door." When Chen Ge looked at Wu Jinpeng, his pupils narrowed. He was using Yin Yang Vision.
Meeting Chen Ge's eyes, Wu Jinpeng felt chills run down his spine. He felt like Chen Ge's eyes did not belong to a living person's eyes.
"Are you afraid?"
"A little." Wu Jinpeng nodded honestly. This handsome uncle sat obediently before Chen Ge like a child.
"Actually, I lied to you earlier. I told you that my relative had a child with the same symptoms as Wu Sheng. I used that to get close to you." Chen Ge put down the backpack and sighed. "Actually, there is no such thing as a relative's child. The child with the same symptoms as Wu Sheng is me."
"You?" Wu Jinpeng was in disbelief. "But you look so normal."
"I was able to grow up like a normal child because I have parents who love me. They entered one of the doors for me." Chen Ge opened his mouth and slowly lowered his head. "The only difference is, they still haven't come out from the door. I can't find them."
"That's why you're looking for the door? To see if your parents are behind it? " Wu Jinpeng's eyes were red. He understood Chen Ge well. "Brother, if you don't mind, let me help you in the future! One more person means one more power, and you're my and Wu Sheng's savior. I have to return the favor! "
"There's no need. I came to help Wu Sheng out of selfishness. Actually, I just wanted to see if there were any traces of my parents behind the door."
"No matter what, you've saved Wu Sheng! Don't make me feel guilty! "Wu Jinpeng was desperate.
"Fine, I can't argue with you." Chen Ge raised his head again. "My real occupation is a haunted house owner. Have you heard of a haunted house? In many ways, it's a haunted house. "
"When I was young, I liked to play. I've been there many times." Wu Jinpeng looked interested.
"Brother Peng, where do you work in the day? How much is your monthly salary? "
"Including overtime, around 4,000, but the economy has been very bad recently, so we're laying off a lot of people."
"How about this? You come to work at my haunted house. I'll give you a base salary of 4,000, and there'll be bonus at the end of the month." Chen Ge's haunted house was seriously lacking in living employees. Many times, one person had to take on multiple jobs, but Chen Ge had no choice. His haunted house was unique. Every living employee had to be one hundred percent trustworthy.
"That's too much. I was planning to help you, but you've helped me solve my problem. I'm taking advantage of you." Wu Jinpeng shook his head.
"After all, you've seen the 'door' before. Certain things are easier to communicate, and you have a good personality. I'm sure you'll be welcomed by your colleagues." Chen Ge admired Wu Jinpeng. This father, who had been through so many difficult situations, had a heart that understood love, and a soul that was as strong as steel.
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