Chapter 58 Dwarf Hut (V)
Granny Li placed the peeled apple on the table and slowly walked forward to open the door.
Feng Zhibei did not stop him, but took out the fruit knife from his backpack and held it tightly in his hand.
“Squeak—”
The door was opened.
Grandma Li nodded slightly to the person outside the door.
"Your Highness, please come in, please come in."
A smile spread across her face.
At the door, a tall figure walked stiffly into the house.
The corners of Feng Zhibei's mouth twitched, and even in such a terrifying situation, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The main thing is that this situation is also very difficult to bear.
Yan Chuxue was wearing a gorgeous red princess dress, which made him look even taller. On his short black hair, he wore a small golden crown, which was inlaid with several gems of the same color as the earrings.
His red eyes scanned the entire room, and his gaze fixed on Feng Zhibei, who was trying hard not to laugh.
"Who are you? I've never seen you before."
Yan Chuxue asked, staring at Feng Zhibei with some confusion in his eyes.
Granny Li continued, "Your Highness, this child is from outside the village and is staying here overnight."
Yan Chuxue's eyebrows twitched and the corners of her mouth curled up.
Feng Zhibei restrained his smile and his heart suddenly began to lift.
Oh no, this guy is unhappy.
"Who allowed you to come to my village, you filthy creatures from the forest?"
He waved his hand, and Feng Zhibei subconsciously dodged, but unexpectedly was hit by a pile of soft things.
“……?”
Feng Zhibei looked up and saw Yan Chuxue throwing rose petals out of her sleeve with a stern face.
The comments were almost going crazy with laughter.
[What is this? I thought it was something scary, but it's so funny!]
[Why does the style suddenly change when it comes to them... I'm dying of laughter]
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Feng Zhibei didn't know that in a place he couldn't see, the barrage of comments had already arranged a touching love story for them.
He just looked at Yan Chuxue, who was scattering flowers with an expressionless face, in some surprise, and felt that the Yan Chuxue in this copy seemed to have been possessed by another body.
"...What are you doing, Princess?"
He maintained the same crouched posture he had in hiding, and asked cautiously, following the character's setting.
Yan Chuxue said expressionlessly, "Attack you."
Feng Zhibei: "..."
It turns out that he was made into a fool.
He understood it clearly.
...What the hell! Sleeping in a coffin is fine, but how come he woke up like a fool?
Granny Li handed the peeled apple to Yan Chuxue, "Princess, eat the apple."
Yan Chuxue took the apple, thanked him, and then put the apple to her mouth expressionlessly. With a click, she bit off a piece of flesh and began to chew mechanically.
The juice flowed down his fingers onto his clothes.
He spread his legs again, lifted his skirt and sat on the stool.
Under the layers of skirts were actually a pair of red cotton pants. This combination was so advanced that even Yan Chuxue looked a little funny when she wore it.
Feng Zhibei covered her face and screamed silently in her heart.
The atmosphere of horror at this moment has disappeared. Although everyone present is a flat paper figure, it is very consistent with the current scene.
After all, only in the world of paper people can there be such a house and such a princess.
Yan Chuxue swallowed the last bite of the apple, took out a handkerchief from her pocket very carefully, and wiped the apple juice off her hands.
He stood up and bowed to Grandma Li.
Feng Zhibei silently commented in his heart: A male princess who eats and drinks for free.
He huddled in the corner, staring at Yan Chuxue's face.
Now Yan Chuxue also has a mole under her eye, and the earrings on her ears are neatly placed in their original positions.
Apart from the clothes, there is no difference from usual.
Yan Chuxue turned her eyes to Feng Zhibei, "You, come with me."
Feng Zhibei was stunned, and suddenly became alert again.
Is this guy really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been invited to go with me after he just called me a dirty thing.
Aren't you afraid of getting dirty by some dirty guy?
Yan Chuxue didn't give him a chance to refuse. She held his collar with her hand and walked out of the house.
Feng Zhibei struggled violently, "Wait, wait! It's dark outside!"
Yan Chuxue stopped and tilted her head, "Why are you afraid of the dark?"
He opened the door on his own. Outside, pixel lanterns were flickering, emitting a faint light.
Feng Zhibei stopped struggling and looked at the peaceful and tranquil night outside the door.
The darkness here doesn't seem so scary?
As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, I saw several paper-made people jumping and skipping on the street, with long red things sticking out of their mouths and twisting around.
Feng Zhibei was silent for a moment, then looked up at Yan Chuxue, who blinked at him.
Feng Zhibei started struggling again and took the opportunity to kick him.
——Pretend! I’ll let you pretend!
Yan Chuxue grabbed his arm, expression unchanged, and strode towards the door.
The paper figures passing by saw them and stopped collectively, grinning, "Princess, where are you going?"
"Go out for a walk."
Yan Chuxue held Feng Zhibei's hand and walked towards a certain direction of this small paper village.
Ji Ling in the backstage looked at the two people on the screen and frowned.
He didn't know how high Yan Chuxue's authority was, and whether he could be suppressed in this kind of copy.
He stood up and was about to enter the dungeon himself when he heard a hurried voice: "Uh, um! B-367 said he wants to see you!"
Ji Ling was stunned for a moment, then gave cold instructions to the other debuggers and hurriedly left the backstage.
The paper world is very wonderful, and the surrounding scenery sways in the eyes, making people feel dizzy.
Feng Zhibei looked at the closed little houses around him, a little confused about what Yan Chuxue was doing.
His nerves had always been tense before. He had been alone before he met Yan Chuxue, but after a short time together after the reunion, he couldn't help but become dependent on this person.
Maybe it had something to do with his own background, but when he was in the human world, he even dared to sue his own father in court and confront him in person. This kind of blood relationship was nothing to him.
What's more, strictly speaking, he and Yan Chuxue have no blood relationship. This peculiar way of racial reproduction is too against the will of heaven and cannot be investigated in depth.
Yan Chuxue suddenly stopped and pointed forward.
"Here, go in."
Feng Zhibei's train of thought was interrupted, and he looked up at the small house in front of him.
This is a rare two-story cottage, very new, and looks like it was just built. It is completely different from the gray little houses around it.
It even comes with a side yard filled with paper flowers.
There were a few crows perched in the yard. When they heard the sound, they all turned around and stared at the two people at the door.
Feng Zhibei was a little unsure of Yan Chuxue's attitude, "Here..."
Just as he was about to ask what the other person was doing, he was pushed hard, staggered forward a few times, and bumped into the door.
“……?!”
His body was in pain from the impact and Feng Zhibei grimaced. Before he could finish his sentence, the door was suddenly opened inwards.
His pupils shrank, his balance became unstable, and he fell inward.
Yan Chuxue forced a smile, waved her hands, and opened and closed her mouth as if she was saying something.
But at this time Feng Zhibei could no longer focus his attention on him.
…Holy shit! Why is there a pit behind this house?!
He closed his eyes tightly, folded his arms, and curled up, his whole body in a state of weightlessness.
The world was spinning.
"thump."
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Zhibei felt himself falling onto a soft surface.
There was no obvious change in the light around him. He felt for a while before carefully opening his eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he was stunned.
I was lying on the bed in a bedroom.
The structure of the bedroom is very strange, with a huge retro dressing mirror placed opposite the bed.
He narrowed his eyes.
In the mirror, a young man with long black hair was sitting on the bed. He was wearing a white nightgown, his arms and neck were wrapped in bandages, and he looked extremely haggard.
Feng Zhibei tore off the bandage, revealing rolled-up flesh and some blue gelatinous substance. The wound looked extremely hideous.
He lowered his eyes, and the palpitations in his heart became more and more obvious.
No matter what, let's look for any clues first.
He got out of bed, checked his game system, and frowned.
The game system was gray, all buttons could not be pressed, and the word "disconnected" was displayed in red in the center of the panel.
Not only was the dungeon and live broadcast disconnected, but the entire game was disconnected.
...Where exactly is this place?
Feng Zhibei realized that the situation this time was different from before.
He stood there cautiously, looking around, and was suddenly stunned when he saw the scene outside the window.
In the night, there is a full moon hanging in the sky.
This moon is different from ordinary moons. It is a highly saturated, dazzling yellow that makes it impossible to look directly at it.
...There is no moon in the wilderness. Where exactly is this place?
His hair stood on end, his eyes were closed, he subconsciously took a step back and fell onto the bed.
A sharp pain shot into my brain.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the bedroom.
Feng Zhibei was startled and became a little more sober. He ignored the pain and quickly looked for a place to hide.
Not under the bed, not behind the curtains...
He finally opened the wardrobe and hid
The footsteps were getting closer and someone knocked on the door.
"Boom, boom."
In the dim closet, Feng Zhibei's heart almost jumped into his throat. A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He observed the movement at the door through the gap in the closet door.
A familiar voice was faintly heard outside the door.
"...Are you still awake? It's time to eat."
Feng Zhibei paused.
This is Yan Chuxue's voice.
The door handle was turned, and then the door slowly opened.
Yan Chuxue poked her head out from behind the door.
Yan Chuxue looked a little different at this time. He had a teardrop mole under each eye, and looked more like Feng Zhibei.
He wore a pair of black-framed glasses, had only two earrings on his ears, and had his hair hanging behind his ears, making him look particularly well-behaved.
Seeing the messy bed, Yan Chuxue pushed her glasses up and said helplessly, "...Are you playing this game again? Come out quickly, the food is getting cold."
Feng Zhibei didn't answer and cautiously shrank deeper into the closet.
From the wardrobe, there was a scent of roses.
This place is so strange, strange environment, strange people... It's better to be cautious.
Yan Chuxue sighed and snapped her fingers.
Feng Zhibei suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past, and in the blink of an eye he appeared on the bed, looking eye to eye with Yan Chuxue who was wearing glasses.
“……?”
Yan Chuxue's gaze turned to the loose bandage on his arm, and a look of disapproval appeared on her face.
"I just applied the medicine, why did it open again?"
Feng Zhibei was silent. This time he had nowhere to escape. Without the attributes and props in the game, he was just an ordinary, even weak, useless person.
An idea suddenly occurred to him. He frowned, covered his temples with both hands, and said weakly, "I have a headache..."
Yan Chuxue's expression changed instantly, and she looked a little flustered.
He approached the bed, carefully touched Feng Zhibei's hand, and asked, "Why is it hurting again? I'll get you some medicine."
Feng Zhibei saw the concern in his eyes and it didn't seem fake, so she buried her head in her arms and looked painful.
I look sick now, so it's normal to have a headache occasionally.
I heard chaotic footsteps, and the sound gradually moved away from the bedroom.
Feng Zhibei raised his head and saw Yan Chuxue had already left.
Now the opportunity is right, he plans to sneak out through the door. After all, this space is not in the game, and who knows what may happen.
Before he could get out of bed, he was suddenly hit by a more intense pain.
"Well……"
Feng Zhibei bent down, his whole face twisted into a ball.
He grabbed his hair, his head felt like it was exploding, all his blood vessels were throbbing, and the severe tinnitus covered up all other sounds.
Faintly, there were sounds of spilled liquid and shattered glass, followed by hurried footsteps.
"Hey! Xiaozhi!"
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