Quick Wear: Lure the Cold-Hearted Buddhist Back Home

Chapter 261 The Ghost King's Fear of Ghosts 03

Shaking his head, Yun Jue looked at the game on the screen seriously. While loading the game, he also read the game introduction.

"Ghost Eyes" tells the story of a boy with yin-yang eyes, that is, "I", who goes to explore a haunted house alone. It is a survival game.

Yun Jue suddenly realized that the previous haunted house live broadcast challenge was also to promote this game and attract traffic.

——"I don't dare to play after seeing this interface (covering my eyes)."

——"Ahhhh, me too! Yunzai, are you really not afraid?"

——"Yunzai must have been scared and crying. He hasn't spoken since just now."

"Who's crying? Let me see who spread rumors about me. Can I learn about the silent ban package?"

Yun Jue pretended to be fierce and said.

The barrage was instantly filled with Hahahaha again.

Yun Jue hesitated for a moment between wearing headphones and not wearing them, and decisively chose not to wear them.

"This game can actually let you pinch your own face."

Yun Jue raised his eyebrows and rubbed the boy's face casually. Finally, he created a boy with heterochromatic eyes and a face similar to Yun Jue.

——"Wow, this is so pretty, Yunzai is so awesome!"

——"Please give me a face shape!"

——"Let me say first, I want to r..."

——"You guys even didn't let go of the game characters?!"

Yun Jue typed the three characters "Yun Player" in his game ID, glanced at the comments and said casually, "Don't even think about the face shape, this is mine."

The barrage was filled with wailing.

——"We can adjust it ourselves based on the screen recording! Humph, Yunzai is a stingy guy."

Yun Jue chuckled, "Then I can sue you for violating my portrait rights."

Afterwards, he stopped looking at the comments and focused on playing the game.

However, he didn't see that because of his words, the barrage of comments exploded instantly.

——"??? What do you mean, right of image?"

——"Is this Yunzai's own face???"

——"How could there be a real person who looks like this? I don't believe it!"

——"Oh my god, my son has a really nice voice and is also good-looking. I was so happy when he laughed just now."

Yun Jue suppressed his fear and kept brainwashing himself, saying, this is just a game, this is just a game, this is just a game...

The sudden appearance of the ghost face still made his pupils shrink. He almost screamed out loud, but he suppressed it.

Yun Jue looked expressionless, but in fact he had been walking for a while and his heart was still beating fast.

The barrage of comments was filled with "Ahhhhhhhh", mixed with two or three sentences about portrait rights, which were all drowned out.

Yun Jue glanced at the barrage and said lightly, "Coward."

The barrage was instantly dissatisfied.

——"We are not afraid. We are just creating atmosphere."

——"Will Yunzai be frightened to the point of turning pale?"

——"How about Yunzai turn on a camera to prove it, hehe..."

——“+1”

——“+”

"That won't work. What if the camera is on and you only see my face and not me playing games?"

Yun Jue seriously refused the request to turn on the camera, "Just look at the Yun player, he is about 60% similar to me."

As he spoke, Yun Jue deliberately zoomed in the camera in the game, allowing the barrage to take a good look at the cloud players in the game.

——"I don't believe it! Unless you turn on the camera."

——"That's right, the camera is the evidence, otherwise we won't believe it."

Yun Jue made a "huh" sound, zoomed out, and continued to follow the mission, "Believe it or not, just watch me operate it."

At ten o'clock in the evening, Yun Jue went off the air ruthlessly amid the wailing of the barrage of comments.

"Scared me."

Yun Jue slumped in the chair and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His heart was still beating fast, but Yun Jue did not rush to get up. He sat in the chair to calm himself down.

After sitting for a while, Yun Jue stood up from the chair, ordered some midnight snack for himself, and went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, it was time for midnight snack. Yun Jue ate, brushed his teeth, and lay down on the bed.

The game played tonight was so exciting that Yun Jue couldn’t fall asleep for the time being. He lay on the bed and scrolled through his phone. It seemed that his followers had increased again, and now the number was almost 200,000.

Originally, he wanted to review the strategy guide for "Ghost Eyes", but Yun Jue was afraid that he really wouldn't be able to sleep, so he had to give up.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, Yun Jue slowly fell asleep, and his phone was thrown aside.

late at night.

A man in black and gorgeous clothes appeared beside Yun Jue's bed, quietly looking at Yun Jue who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Ah... "

The man approached Yun Jue and stretched out his hand to touch the boy's cheek. He saw the boy pursed his lips tightly and his eyelashes trembled, which finally stopped in the air.

"I didn't expect to find you again. Don't you remember me?"

The man's voice was low and sad.

"Well......"

Yun Jue frowned, as if he was having a nightmare, and slept very uneasily.

The man sighed, stretched out his hand to Yun Jue's forehead, and rubbed it gently, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Fo Youqing actually didn’t quite understand what was going on. He only remembered that he had been waiting for someone, year after year, until the boy picked up the ring, but the boy at that time seemed a little different from the one now.

He remembered that the young man was called Yun Jue, also known by the courtesy name Liyuan. He was the eleventh prince of the Yun Kingdom and also his princess, the person he loved deeply.

But his boy didn't remember him and seemed to be afraid of him, or should I say, afraid of ghosts.

Fo Youqing leaned over and hugged Yun Jue on the bed, "Whether you remember or not, you can only be mine, Ayuan."

As the sky suddenly brightened, Yun Jue slowly opened his eyes and rubbed his head. He seemed to have had a nightmare yesterday, but then it seemed to stop.

I just feel extremely cold. Is it because my air conditioner is set too low?

He grabbed the phone next to him and took a look. It was already nine o'clock in the morning, and there were two messages from Feng Che.

[Son Feng Che: Did you know that your live broadcast yesterday went viral?]

[Son Feng Che: You are so bold to say that. The fans are all fighting. By the way, do you really look like that? We have known each other for four years, and you have never shown me any photos.]

Yun Jue rolled his eyes, [I'm afraid you'll fall in love with Dad.]

After replying to the message, I threw the phone away and got up.

When changing clothes, Yun Jue suddenly found a fingerprint on his waist.

???

What's going on? What is this?

Yun Jue turned his head and looked carefully at the red mark on the side of his waist. It felt like it was caused by someone pressing on him. Hiss——

Yun Jue suddenly put down his clothes to cover the red mark and suppressed the fear in his heart. It might just be caused by the pressure from sleeping. It must be like this!

The phone on the bed rang.

Yun Jue walked over, picked it up and saw that it was a video call from Feng Che.

With a cold snort, Yun Jue decisively chose to refuse. Soon after, Feng Che's message came.

[Son Feng Che: You are capable of boasting, but you are incapable of answering video calls? Dad has known you for four years, so I am not worthy of seeing your stunning beauty?]

[Cloud Player: Call me daddy and I’ll show you.]