Chapter 498

Feng Yuhuai swung a red rag doll in her hand, walking happily down the alley to attend the "lost and found" night snack.

Neat tapping sounds came from the bluestone slabs.

Thirty-six human puppets held hands and followed behind her, their newly changed clothes swaying gently in the night breeze — madder-red skirt hems, indigo-blue long robes, apricot-yellow front-opening jackets, each starched and washed crisp and bright.

Feng Yuhuai was truly considerate; not only did she change these puppets into brand-new clothes, she also meticulously combed each puppet into various hairstyles.

"First impressions are important, you all have to dress properly and presentably, okay?"

Feng Yuhuai carefully instructed her family members.

This was also the principle of conduct Feng Ju had taught her since childhood.

She suddenly turned around, her fingertips brushing past the cheek of the puppet in the very front row.

Under the moonlight, those mended skin shells gleamed with a pearl-like luster; the stitches were so fine they were almost invisible, as if makeup had been applied like a layer of powder.

If it were Ge Qingming doing these things, it would probably consume a massive amount of time.

But for her, Feng Yuhuai, it only took the time to hum half a little tune — those red threads would swim out from her sleeves, mending her family good as new on one side while weaving new clothes for them on the other.

Feng Yuhuai hummed a cheerful little tune, her finger hooked lightly, and the "family members" behind her quickened their pace in perfect unison.

"Faster, even faster —"

She turned around, walking backward, the red rag doll spun a circle on her fingertip, silver-bell-like laughter jumping in the alley,

"Don't let my big brother wait anxiously, hee hee hee —"

Feng Yuhuai herself might not be unaware that her current longing for her family was a bit pathological, but she reveled in it.

Ever since being parasitized by the Puppet Mother, her heart was like water-soaked cotton, every thread of emotion swelling and magnifying.

She loved ever more intensely, ever more greedily — longing to be loved, also longing to give love, wishing she could hold everyone tight in her arms, sew them into her heart.

She gazed at the new family members behind her who were "of one mind" with her, a gentle light rippling in her eyes.

"Big brother loves me most, Dad will surely love me again too, and I'll make them accept you all, everyone becoming even closer family, surrounding me forever and ever….."

Feng Yuhuai's heart was full of anticipation, wishing she could fly to the snack shop immediately.

Suddenly, the sound of tires friction against the ground came from the alley entrance; a yellow taxi screeched to a halt, the red "For Hire" light on the roof like congealed bloodstains, blooming a bizarre halo in the darkness.

"Arrived, the person you're looking for is right in this alley."

The driver's voice was low and magnetic.

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze scanning the passenger in the rearview mirror, then familiarly opened the phone's navigation interface, deliberately handing the phone to the passenger's eyes, letting them catch a glimpse.

This navigation interface was completely different from ordinary maps; the entire map seemed shrouded in a layer of black ghostly light, exuding a mysterious and eerie aura.

And the navigation's destination was not a static place name, but surprisingly a living person slowly moving in the alley — Feng Yuhuai.

Very obviously, this phone navigation concealed unknown secrets, a new-era product cleverly fusing science and the eerie.

"Thanks!"

Dong Ping pushed open the taxi door and walked quickly into the dim alley.

He had barely taken two steps when he saw, in the darkness, the figure of a female high school student slowly walking out.

He subconsciously tugged at his uniform collar, squeezing a smile onto his face with effort, and said:

"Feng Yuhuai, why aren't you home so late? Your dad was worried about you, specially sent me to pick you up…"

The originally fluent words suddenly knotted at his lips,

". ……them?!!"

He looked in shock and doubt at one, two, three… faintly several dozen shadowy figures following the female high school student step for step.

They varied in height and build, all wearing new clothes, standing quietly behind her, their steps neat to the point of being eerie.

A chill suddenly shot up Dong Ping's back.

Feng Yuhuai stopped her steps, and the crowd behind her also froze in perfect unison.

She tilted her head, her gaze landing on Dong Ping's uniform, a flash of realization in her eyes — she recognized this person as her father's subordinate.

"Dad… is willing to see me?"

Her voice was light and quick, the corner of her mouth curling into an expectant smile,

"Is he planning to forgive me?"

She took a step forward, and the crowd behind her stepped out in sync.

Dong Ping froze in place, his gaze wandering between Feng Yuhuai and the crowd behind her.

Those people's faces were all different, yet they wore identical smiles — the upward curve of the mouth corners, the angle of the eyes bending, even the twitching of facial muscles, all exactly the same.

Dong Ping's Adam's apple bobbed, a thin layer of sweat seeping from his palms.

This absolutely wasn't the neatness living people should have; in the middle of the night, it could scare a person to death!

Oh~

I'm not human anymore either, then it's fine!

Dong Ping took a deep breath and beckoned to Feng Yuhuai:

"You come over, don't let your dad wait anxiously."

Feng Yuhuai smiled sweetly and took two steps toward Dong Ping.

Dong Ping looked at the dark mass of people walking over; as the distance closed, he could smell the perfume scent permeating the air, the perfume Feng Yuhuai had sprayed on her family members.

Mixed in the perfume scent was also a faint trace of corpse odor similar to his own.

The slight difference was that he had just died recently, so it was fresh fragrance; they had been dead a long time, the corpse smell had already been processed and settled, becoming agarwood.

Dong Ping's scalp went numb, he forced a smiling face and said:

"Wait a moment, just you alone come over, just one car, can't fit this many people."

Feng Yuhuai lowered her head and continued stepping forward, her gaze sweeping past Dong Ping, looking toward the taxi at the alley entrance.

An innocent yet stubborn expression emerged on her face: "How can that do?"

She shook her head lightly, speaking in an aggrieved tone,

"They are all my family, we must see Father together."

The two words "family" seemed to be an untouchable reverse scale; Dong Ping's entire person instantly appeared to have suffered intense stimulation, visible pitch-black resentment qi steaming from his whole body.

"Family, family, hahahaha, you father and daughter both like to keep 'family' on your lips, good, very good——"

He suddenly burst into a fit of hysterical laughter, laughing until he bent at the waist, his mouth unable to close.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuhuai's face instead revealed a happy smile:

"Family, that's right, Father and I are forever family, quickly take us to see Father……"

Dong Ping's head snapped back, his jawbone emitting a tooth-aching "crack-crack" sound, the corners of his mouth expanding to an inconceivable arc as if torn.

"Retch——"

Hundreds upon hundreds of headless rat corpses gushed forth from his throat, a dense black rat tide forming a filthy waterfall in midair, rotten viscera and mucus pouring down toward Feng Yuhuai head-on.

Those rats clearly had no heads, yet they eerily and uniformly turned toward her position, their uneven necks gnawed through by teeth emitting a rat's "shriek" from the severed cavities.

"Good, good, good!"

His hoarse roar mixed with the gurgling sound of surging flesh and blood,

"I'll send you to see your father right now."

His gauze-wrapped 1.5 arms suddenly spread open, pus-and-blood-soaked bandages "crack-crack" snapping apart, revealing the pitted, rotten flesh beneath.

Even more terrifying was that severed mechanical prosthesis——pitch-black flesh buds proliferating madly from the fracture, fusing and intertwining with gears and circuit boards, swelling in the turn of an instant into a deformed giant hand a full 3 meters long!

Steel bars for bones, rotten flesh for muscle, and on the epidermis…..

Densely packed, embedded full of pitch-black rat skulls.

This scene was extremely similar to the sight of Dong Ping being engulfed by countless rat heads before his death.

Now,

He wanted to deliver that very same scene to Feng Ju's most cherished and hopeful beloved daughter.

Dong Ping roared in anger:

"Come, this is the final…. night snack I'm treating you to on your father's behalf ahhhhh——"

(End of Chapter)