Chapter 31 If there is a next time, I will cosplay as a corpse!
"Yan Qing" suddenly felt a little regretful that he had come here rashly without asking more questions about the situation.
Look at the questions asked here, is there any one that can be answered casually? !
So, "Yan Qing" simply turned his head away, in order not to be abrupt, he set his eyes on "Jing Yuan", and then said calmly: "So what if it is, so what if it is not?"
Many times, smart people ask questions not to get an answer, but to serve as evidence.
After all, they had already made up their minds.
Therefore, as long as I don’t give you a direct answer, then it’s your problem how you think about it. If you find out it’s wrong later, you can’t blame me for misleading you!
Absolutely perfect! "Yan Qing" secretly praised himself, and then continued in this cold voice, "I want to be alone with him for a while."
"Yan Qing" originally wanted to escape from Walter's possible follow-up questions, but after he finished speaking, he remembered that this seemed to have been Walter's room.
Fortunately, Walter did not care about the details in this regard. He just looked calmly at Jing Yuan who was still unconscious - he still showed no signs of waking up.
It is impossible for an unconscious person to discuss any private matters, so why does Yanqing need to be alone with Jingyuan?
Thinking of this, Walter asked truthfully: "What's the reason?"
"Yan Qing" who had absolutely no reason: "...I'm going to use a secret method to see if I can wake him up."
He deliberately put emphasis on "secret method".
"Sure." Walter replied quickly, but the conditions he added showed that he had given the answer after careful consideration: "But it can't be more than ten minutes, and we have to monitor his vital signs in real time to prevent any danger."
Ten minutes should be enough to coordinate statements with "Ren" and the others, but it shouldn't be necessary to monitor vital signs! Can I just kill him?
Wait, it seems that according to the setting...
Yan Qing's gaze flickered for a moment, and met Walter's sharp gaze.
No, listen to me! "Yan Qing" screamed in his heart, but Walter had already asked first, "So, you really want to kill him?"
"......" As expected, those who add settings will always add them. Yan Qing sighed and said, "Yes, that's it."
"Why?" Walter pressed on.
Since I can't escape, I can only add more shocking information!
"Yan Qing" prepared himself mentally, and then shouted: "Anyway, he won't die, so what's the difference between dying once and dying a thousand times? He can't even commit suicide, so I can only eliminate his pain for him, but isn't this a kind of shackles?"
"...both for him and for me."
At this point, his mood suddenly dropped. "I don't remember how long it has been. Every night, I can see the general lying in a pool of blood, and it was the sword in my hand that 'killed' him."
"I couldn't protect Luo Fu, nor could I protect him. Countless times, I could only repeat to him: 'I'm sorry...'"
He raised his head, tears welling up in his eyes, and finally slid silently down his cheeks. "But the general always comforted me and said, 'Yanqing, this is not your fault.'"
"It's not my fault..." He kept repeating these words, and then laughed miserably, "Who else could it be? On that battlefield full of wreckage, I was the only one who survived..."
Walter nodded slightly with an apologetic look in his eyes, and then asked mercilessly: "So, in the first battle, it was you who ended his life?"
...Damn it, I've already made it clear that this is my sad story, can't you just not ask? ! "Yan Qing" secretly gritted his teeth and admitted, "Yes."
"Since there were so many casualties on Luofu, how did you, alone,..." Facing Yan Qing's fierce gaze, Walter paused for a moment and changed the subsequent wording, "How did you suppress him?"
"I can't beat the general. It has always been like this." "Yanqing" knew that this was absolutely unchangeable. Even if he said that "Jingyuan" was moved and suddenly woke up, it would be more believable than saying that he defeated the general.
What should I do then? "Yan Qing" lowered his head and pretended to be sad, but in fact his brain was working rapidly, trying to come up with a more reasonable explanation.
Demonic body, loss of control, emotions... "Yan Qing", who finally thought of something, raised his head abruptly, and after realizing his abrupt behavior, he added a trembling movement.
It was as if he had just stepped into memories that he didn't want to touch following this question, and was suddenly awakened at this moment.
Like a dream, Yan Qing murmured: "He died in my hands, but I was not the one who defeated him."
Defeat? But "Yan Qing" clearly said that he was the only one who survived on the battlefield.
Almost as soon as Valt had this thought, he heard Yan Qing's follow-up, "What broke him was the guilt and pain he felt towards Luofu, Yunqi, and all the people who died because of this."
"This is the devil's body. No matter how you fight it, it will always find a way to turn a person who sticks to his original heart into a wanton evil creature." As if he had finally calmed down, "Yan Qing"'s tone returned to normal.
But with what he said, it sounded more like a pool of stagnant water that could never come alive again.
At this time, "Dead Water himself" was stealthily glancing at Walter, and judging from his expression, he felt relieved after figuring that there were no loopholes in what he said.
Anyway, no matter what, it's the four of us who have the final say, and there's no place in this world where we can verify it. Then, all you have to do next is keep silent!
"Yan Qing" was thinking so calmly, but was caught off guard by a snort.
He subconsciously looked towards the bed, and sure enough, he saw Jingyuan's eyelashes trembling slightly, and he was clearly in the stage of waking up!
I slept too deeply. I rubbed my dizzy head and got up. Before I could successfully reconnect with my interrupted thoughts, I opened my eyes and saw "Yan Qing" eagerly saying, "General, you are finally awake!"
I stared at him for two seconds, and only then did I confirm that this was indeed my own "Yan Qing" when he winked at me furtively with his back to Walter.
"You..." I wanted to ask him why he came here, but just as I said a word, "Yan Qing" interrupted me again with extreme nervousness, "Are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
...I understand. So what new settings did this kid add?
I was silent for a moment, and then I answered very carefully: "I don't think there is any problem at the moment."
In this way, even if "Yan Qing" says that I am a corpse now, I can change my words and say that I just woke up and couldn't feel it in time.
Fortunately, "Yan Qing" doesn't seem to have any strange settings.
He just let out a sigh of relief that was full of performance, then stretched out his hand and looked at me with a look of help: "Come back with me now, okay?"
"Okay." I responded immediately.
Just as I was about to get up and leave with Yanqing's help, Walter pressed the head of his crutch directly on Yanqing's wrist and said, "Unfortunately, he can't leave the train now."
The tone of his words was a little tough, and it even made me worry that some black hole might suddenly appear.
Even if I am not the real Jing Yuan, this should be an internal affair of Luofu or Xianzhou anyway. It is unacceptable for me to be detained by the train, right?
——Not to mention such a tough attitude.
I looked at "Yanqing" in surprise: What on earth did you say?
"Yanqing" looked at me pitifully. For a moment I didn't know whether he meant to say nothing or was simply begging for mercy.
I sighed, stood up on the edge of the bed and pushed Walter's cane away. "I don't know what Yanqing said, but those things don't really exist. ”
There was an itchy feeling in the throat, making it almost impossible to suppress the urge to cough. I couldn't help coughing twice, and then I felt a rusty sensation coming up.
——Like a warning.
I held Yan Qing's hand, squeezing it hard in revenge, but not looking at him at all. I took a protective step forward and protected Yan Qing behind me. "If the Starry Sky Train is worried about me, you can ask Luofu to share intelligence. I don't think there should be a place on the Starry Sky Train to detain prisoners, right?"
Walter's eyes passed through our connected hands, and he finally retracted his cane and made room for the door. "General, that's serious. The Star Train will never do anything that would lead to detention."
"That's good." Although I answered like this, I didn't believe it at all, so I could only say politely, "I'm sorry for disturbing you with my visit this time. I will apologize to you next time I come."
After saying that, I immediately pulled "Yanqing" off the train.
After all, I was not able to meet Liuguang Yiting’s people this time, but fortunately it also left me a reason to board the train next time.
This time, the Starry Sky Train was not taken back to the Star Port like the first time, but stopped at a proper stop - the Star Cha Sea Center.
Therefore, after getting off the train, the pedestrians and passengers around us meant that we could not immediately discuss what had just happened.
So, it was not until I found a secluded and deserted pavilion that I knew what "Yan Qing" had said.
"...You might as well say that I'm actually a corpse now." I leaned against the pavilion pillar and closed my eyes peacefully, "That's right, I should just cosplay as a corpse, so that even if I cosplay, I don't even need to be alive."
"That..." "Yan Qing" coughed guiltily and whispered, "If you think along the lines of what I said, Uncle Yang doesn't actually want to imprison you, he just wants to protect you."
"...So, not only did I not thank Mr. Walter for his kindness, but I also treated him as a bad person in my words?"
At this moment, my desire to turn into a corpse reached its peak.
I looked at the Starry Sky Train with some reluctance, but I had to sigh: "It seems that the last sentence was not wrong. I must go and make amends later."
"Yan Qing" looked over with some guilt: "How about we go there together tomorrow so we can explain it a little bit."
"I can't do it." I rubbed my forehead, which was still slightly painful, and explained, "Let's not talk about whether they will believe it or not. I can't say those words at all."
"Yan Qing" became alert instantly, "You just tried it? This is totally unnecessary! You just woke up, even if you decide to explain, I can completely overturn it myself."
"Yanqing" said this while nervously touching my body, as if he could feel out possible internal injuries with just his hands.
However, besides worry, the regret in his eyes was even more prominent and obvious. So I let him do it, and later explained, “I just said, ‘That’s not real.’ ”
The criteria for this restriction seem to have changed, but it is unclear whether it has become more lenient or more stringent.
After all, the sentence was spoken in full, but it was just a sentence without any explanation.
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