Chapter 29
Pei Zhao obviously didn't believe it, so Sudi smiled and said, "Believe it or not, this is my world. If you can't leave, you will suffer."
Pei Zhao wanted to say something, but Zhou Yuli patted his shoulder and said, "Why not give it a try?"
Pei Zhao frowned, unable to believe: "What did you say?"
Zhou Yuli didn't look at him, his eyes missed his and were wandering.
"…It's not a good idea to stay here forever. Besides, this is his puppet anyway."
What Zhou Yuli said is correct.
The wedding dress puppet originally belonged to Sudi.
He just took over and sold on behalf of others, and in the end he had to give Sudi a share of the profits.
Now Sudi wants the puppet back, and logically he shouldn't say no.
But……
Pei Zhao couldn't figure out what he couldn't accept, was it that Sudi took away the wedding dress puppet, or that Zhou Yuli spoke for Sudi.
There was undisguised resistance in Pei Zhao's eyes, and Zhou Yuli stretched out his hand, which lightly fell on the puppet.
Just give it a strong pull and the puppet will be pulled over.
As long as they give the puppet to Sudi, maybe Sudi can help them find Chen Lan. As long as they bring Chen Lan back, they can return to their original world.
Zhou Yuli himself was not in a hurry to go back, but he knew that dragging it on was not a solution.
If it keeps being delayed, the final result will only be that Pei Zhao will stay here indefinitely. Waste of life.
Zhou Yuli's fingers exerted gentle force, and Pei Zhao hardly resisted, and the wedding dress puppet was transferred to Zhou Yuli's hands.
"I leave it to you. The rest is up to you..." Zhou Yuli said in a deep voice.
When Sudi got the puppet, his face immediately showed joy.
"Don't worry, leave Chen Lan's matter to us. Tomorrow at noon, I will hand Chen Lan over to you here again."
Pei Zhao didn't say anything, so Zhou Yuli had to nod: "That's troublesome."
Sudi left happily. Zhou Yuli looked at his receding back and suddenly felt that the wedding dress puppet should be very important to Sudi.
He withdrew his gaze and turned around, and Pei Zhao was staring at him.
"Explain." Pei Zhao's voice was a little cold.
Zhou Yuli lowered his eyes, "I hope you can go back——"
A crisp sound exploded in the quiet park. The tourists looked for the sound and found that the source of the sound was a rock in the rockery, so they thought they had heard it wrong and looked away.
Behind the rockery, Zhou Yuli turned his face to the side with a red mark on his face.
A reflective whip hung to the ground, with the other end tightly held in Pei Zhao's hand.
Pei Zhao's chest heaved violently, his eyes filled with anger and a hint of disbelief.
Zhou Yuli was also stunned.
The left side of his face was burning with pain, and the pain spread. He felt that not only his face, but his entire body was numb.
Clenching his teeth, Zhou Yuli found a sense of reality.
"I'm sorry." Zhou Yuli lowered his head, "I was wrong."
His voice was deep, as if carrying an unrelieved sadness. Zhou Yuli raised his eyes and looked at Pei Zhao.
Pei Zhao seemed to be really angry, with only anger and disappointment in his eyes.
Zhou Yuli felt a dull pain in his chest.
"I'm sorry..." Zhou Yuli wanted to say something but was interrupted.
"Then go and be his puppet if you like."
Pei Zhao said this and Zhou Yuli fell silent.
What does this mean?
The explanation in his mind was clear, but Zhou Yuli didn't dare to think about it.
His eyes were empty, and he could only see Pei Zhao's hand hanging by his side, holding a long whip in his hand, and raised it again -
Zhou Yuli closed his eyes subconsciously. The expected pain did not occur.
Pei Zhao simply hid the whip, turned his back to him, and walked away for some distance.
Zhou Yuli was stunned for a moment, "Pei..."
Zhou Yuli was very sure that his voice was not small. But Pei Zhao had no intention of stopping.
The second half of the sentence was drowned in silence.
Zhou Yuli watched Pei Zhao walk away without looking back until he disappeared from his sight.
After a long time, he raised his hand and touched his cheek.
It hurts so much, as if the skin is broken.
He lowered his hands to his eyes.
He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but there seemed to be many textures under his skin, vying to crawl out.
Zhou Yuli's heart choked, and he was unusually flustered, "No... we were just arguing..."
However, this self-deceptive statement does not seem to be confirmed. More and more wood grains crawled over the arm at an increasingly faster speed, and the muscles and skin suddenly retracted—
Zhou Yuli's gaze was fixed on the point where Pei Zhao disappeared.
He wanted to scream, but he couldn't.
"sorry."
The puppet fell to the ground and banged three times.
But because it was hidden under the rockery, no one noticed it.
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Pei Zhao was so angry that he actually walked back to the place where Chen Lan and Zhao Ping held their wedding.
Because of Chen Lan's disappearance, this area has been temporarily blocked by the police. Pei Zhao couldn't go in.
Pei Zhao stopped in front of the security line, turned around, and found that there was no one behind him. He was stunned for a moment: "..."
Did I just hit too hard?
Pei Zhao squatted in the corner and raised his hand to summon the long whip. After feeling around, he finally found a tiny bit of blood at the end of the whip.
"The skin is broken..." he murmured.
He was just angry for a moment and lost his composure. But that person didn't even come after him!
Didn't you say you'd apologize? Why are you refusing to pursue me?
There was a struggle between his conscience and his desires in his heart, but Pei Zhao felt inexplicably anxious.
But isn't it a bit too much to speak for others in front of me?
…
During the battle, Pei Zhao suddenly realized that, since when, his demands on Zhou Yuli seemed to have no sense of boundaries.
If you are just friends or classmates, then the decision should be made by both of you after discussing it together. Even if the other party disagrees, you should not just turn hostile and fight.
But Zhou Yuli...don't even mention playing devil's advocate. As long as this guy does something that doesn't go his way, he'll get very angry.
even……
Pei Zhao's eyes fell on the bloodstain.
...even taking action.
Pei Zhao buried his head in his knees.
...How did he become like this? Is he a violent person in his bones?
Until dark, Pei Zhao was huddled in the corner, still unable to figure out what was going on.
In his mind, the two thoughts "I am a violent person" and "I was just acting on impulse" were in fierce conflict, but no matter which one it was, he was not in the right. He should go and apologize to Zhou Yuli.
Thinking of this, Pei Zhao stood up. Perhaps because he had been squatting for too long, when Pei Zhao stood up suddenly, his eyes went dark.
“……” Just as he was about to fall, suddenly a hand supported him.
Pei Zhao used his strength to stand firm and was about to say something, but when he saw who was coming, he frowned.
"Zhao Ping?"
The one who supported him was Zhao Ping, the bastard who called the police falsely in his mind.
Pei Zhao shook his arms and broke free from Zhao Ping's hand with an unfriendly tone.
"What?"
Zhao Ping smiled at him, and Pei Zhao thought his expression was very strange. Then, he heard some other noises coming from the surroundings.
Before he could confirm what it was, he saw another person behind Zhao Ping.
It was the striker who provided the confession on the wedding day!
The forward held a hemp rope in his hand, with a calculating look on his face.
Pei Zhao guessed what they were going to do at a glance and retreated subconsciously. Then he found that he was previously in the corner, but now he was surrounded by two people. It could be said that he had nowhere to retreat.
"Why are you the only one here? Where is the other person?" Zhao Ping's faint voice rang out in the dark night, giving Pei Zhao goose bumps all over his body, but then he thought to himself, it's a good thing Zhou Yuli is not here.
"Friends don't stick together every day. I'm alone here. What do you want to do?" Pei Zhao felt a little guilty after saying this. He and Zhou Yuli were "stuck" together many nights, not to mention every day.
However, Zhao Ping did not notice his guilty conscience and just assumed that they were indeed not together.
With a wave of his hand, the forward stepped forward and tied Pei Zhao up.
The hemp rope rubbed his skin and caused pain. Pei Zhao inexplicably became much more awake. He secretly clenched his fists, leaving some room for maneuver.
The forward quickly tied him up, clapped his hands, and grinned: "They say the murderer will return to the scene of the crime to admire the crime he committed. Boy, we caught you."
Pei Zhao: “…”
Pei Zhao looked at the forward inexplicably, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He looked at Zhao Ping again, wanting to say something but stopping himself: "Your buddy...brain..."
Zhao Ping didn't seem to care what the vanguard said. He bent down and wiped Pei Zhao's face.
Pei Zhao:?
You are a pervert!
Zhao Ping pinched Pei Zhao's chin, and his hand exerted a little force: "It looks really good, but, without the master around, can the puppet live so long?"
Pei Zhao's disgusted look suddenly stopped.
What did he say?
Puppet and master?
What inside information does Zhao Ping know?
"I don't know what you are talking about." Pei Zhao pretended to be confused, "What puppet and master? I don't understand."
Zhao Ping laughed three times: "Do you think I don't know that one of you and that boy is a puppet - am I right, Pinocchio?"
It is difficult for Pei Zhao to describe how he feels right now.
Talk about shocking. That was indeed shocking. Zhao Ping, who looked stupid, actually knew about the puppet.
But... this guy mistook him for a puppet.
Why?
Pei Zhao frowned and said calmly: "I don't know what you are talking about, what puppet——"
"The puppet cannot be away from its master for too long, otherwise the connection will fail."
Pei Zhao was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"
Zhao Ping thought Pei Zhao was frightened by what he said and didn't know this rule in advance, so he was very proud and repeated again: "Why do you think the puppet in your hand is a puppet? Before, she was my puppet, but I lost her, and she became a puppet..."
Pei Zhao didn't listen to what he said next.
There was only one thought left in his mind: it had been an afternoon since he left Zhou Yuli.
Zhou Yuli...
His puppet.
Zhao Ping was laughing. As long as he got the puppet, he would not be afraid that his master would come to him and threaten him to take him back to that world and replace the person who pretended to be him!
As I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt a flash of cold light in front of my eyes. Before he could react, he heard a groan, and when he looked up, the forward fell in front of him.
A long, shimmering whip rubbed against the ground, making a rustling sound.
Pei Zhao in front of him stood up with a cold face.
The rope on his body had been broken long ago, and the cut surface was smooth.
"You...what's wrong with you?" Zhao Ping stepped back in fear, and he understood everything after just one glance at the long whip.
The long whip was actually made up of pieces of mirrors. The sharp surfaces drew a long arc in the wind and were thrown in front of him.
Zhao Ping shrank back.
"I don't care what your past with that puppet is." Pei Zhao said coldly, "But, go back to the world you came from."
The long whip was swung, leaving a bloody mark on Zhao Ping's body.
Zhao Ping wailed miserably.
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