Chapter 76 Red Eyes "Jing Yuan" Happy Edition
If I had known that time travel existed, I would never have agreed to "Blade" taking my golden contact lenses away!
And now, I seriously suspect that the pair of red contact lenses he left for me are not compatible with my eyes, otherwise why are all the things I see blurry?
I took off my colored contact lenses, and everything in front of my eyes suddenly became dark as if I was blind.
...No, buddy, did I remove my colored contact lenses or did I remove my eyeballs?
I put my colored contact lenses back on, and the light flowed into my field of vision again, but the distant image was still blurry.
Wait, I remember now, I think I have 500 degrees of myopia!
...Here is a friendly reminder to the myopic people who may travel through time: be sure to protect your pair of colored contact lenses with prescription!
Of course, don’t forget to observe a three-minute silence for “Blade” who is not nearsighted but stole my beauty contact lenses.
Why did you steal my colored contact lenses? Why, why? Doesn’t the life of a nearsighted person have a life? A bad friend, absolutely a bad friend. I can’t get through this without a good meal. Then I will eat and eat until I go bankrupt…
"Ouch~" The high-pitched roar suddenly disrupted my thoughts, making me completely forget what I had just yelled... No, I forgot how many seconds I had observed in silence.
The dark green eyes looked at me ferociously, as if they would pounce on me in the next second.
But it doesn’t matter. Based on my experience of standing here for more than an hour, neither the passers-by who are hastily fleeing nor the wolves that are not caged in the zoo can see me.
——That’s how it should be! But at that time, the wolf's fangs were only 0.001 cm away from me. Just when I thought I was about to become Little Red Riding Hood and be eaten by the wolf, a baseball bat whizzed over, accurately avoided me, and directly broke the wolf's fangs.
"General, you don't want rats!" Xing wailed, his voice even more miserable than that of the wolf just now.
General Yaoqing Feixiao, who was still shooting arrows from the eaves, said: "Hmm?"
"It's okay, it's General Jing Yuan!" Xing shouted loudly, and after looking carefully for two seconds, he added, "It's the mutated General Jing Yuan!"
Feixiao:?
It turns out that thing on the roof that glows from time to time is not a lightning rod.
What a sin! I silently condemned myself in my heart and then looked at the vague shadow on the roof.
Well, if you look closely, the color scheme is indeed quite similar to Feixiao's.
Feixiao, who felt my gaze, looked me in the eye. There was only silence between our eyes.
Me: “…Hi?”
Feixiao instantly fell from the eaves, "Jingyuan?"
I raised my hand and looked at my cosplay costume, then thought back to the wolves on the street, and finally shook my head decisively: "No, I am actually Jingfang, who is powerless!"
"Jing...Fang?" Fei Xiao repeated the name, not knowing what was going on. His eyes were filled with uneasiness, suspicion, and vigilance. "Do you still remember our plan?"
plan? What plan? I blinked, then suddenly became nervous.
Because it looked as if Jingyuan had encountered something that caused him to suddenly lose his memory, and then my soul came through and occupied his body.
...This kind of thing is a tonic!
I looked at Feixiao for help and asked sincerely, "I don't think I hurt my head before, right?"
Feixiao frowned, not knowing whether this was a simple question or a rhetorical question in response to the probing question just now.
But no matter what the reason, such a reply is inconsistent with Jing Yuan's usual style.
"The devil's Yin body..." Feixiao said softly, as if to remind Xing to pay attention to safety.
Ke Xing's eyes were already drawn to the blood on Jing Yuan's body, "General, you're injured!"
I looked down following her gaze and discovered a bloodstain in front of me.
This was splashed on me when "Dan Heng" and "Ren" were playing with blood bags, and it was now clearly showing its presence.
But it was just an ordinary bloodstain, it didn't hurt, so much so that I even forgot there was such a mark.
The case is solved. I am not a ghost traveling through time, but a genuine cosplayer!
Then where did my evil body come from?
I nodded roughly to Xing, and then proudly explained to Feixiao, "I don't have a demonic body!"
"I don't have a demonic body." He seemed to want to give a conclusion in a convincing tone, but his words were full of deliberateness, not to mention that his eyes were as dark red as dried blood at this moment.
He does seem to be sane, but if he were really sane, he shouldn't have avoided this statement at this time.
Especially at this time, "Jing Yuan" even explained with extra joy: "Look, I'm a completely normal person!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a tender bud with his fingertips and it began to sway in the wind.
Jing Yuan was stunned for a moment, cut it off and threw it on the ground, saying stubbornly, "It was just an accident just now, I didn't explode the ginkgo leaf!"
Xing raised his hand and pulled down the leaf that had emerged from Jing Yuan's head. "Are you referring to this?"
Jing Yuan, who was holding his head in pain, looked quite shocked. After thinking for a moment, he tried to say, "Actually, I'm not dreaming."
Xing cooperated very well and pinched Jingyuan's arm hard and twisted it. Then he heard a gasp: "Hiss——"
He certainly couldn't wake up from his so-called dream. But he seemed to have concluded that this world was fake, and said with great regret, "It turns out that I can't become Doraemon who can make wishes here."
"Is it okay to make a wish and have the Trash Can God of War come and crush Bu Liren to death?" Xing asked curiously, completely ignoring the words that cannot be turned into.
However, Jing Yuan's thoughts jumped faster than the pioneers. He groaned and said decisively, "Help me, Mr. Shenjun!"
A cool breeze blew through the street and nothing happened.
Jing Yuan was not discouraged and shouted again, "Help me, Mr. Tianjun, the General of the Divine Thunder Palace, who drives away thunder and lightning to chase demons and eliminate evil!"
The three people who fell from the sky suddenly hit Bu Liren who was not far away.
Do you have to say your full name when making a wish? Xing blinked, and finally said in sudden realization, "General, your Lord God has transformed into a human form and split into three!"
The God was indeed not summoned, but I successfully summoned the three people who were supposed to cosplay with me.
——Including the "Blade" that stole my colored contact lenses.
Golden, dazzling and beautiful!
Damn it, give me back my colored contact lenses!
I subconsciously wanted to threaten "Blade", but my hand raised the knife faster than my brain and pointed it at "Blade"'s chest.
By the time I reacted, everyone present was already looking at me in shock. My hand trembled for a moment as I looked at the overly sharp blade in my hand, and I immediately put the weapon to my side.
Not to mention where the Shihuo Mengshen came from, just looking at its sharpness, if someone was accidentally stabbed by it, blood would probably ooze out for a long time.
The time interval between the release and the retraction was very short, and there were no lines, which made the actor seem a bit seriously ill. So I deliberately followed Jing Yuan's tone to save my dignity and said, "I have no intention of drawing swords against you, but you three have appeared inexplicably, so you must give an explanation, right?"
Of course, I didn’t learn this well, but fortunately Feixiao and Pioneer are on my side, so it increases my credibility.
"Yan Qing" stared into my eyes silently, and suddenly wailed, "It's over, we are wearing fan-made clothes!"
Dan Heng also seemed very alert. Only Blade, who had taken my contact lenses, sneered, took two steps forward, and showed an exceptionally cheerful smile. "There is no explanation, Jing Yuan. You can do anything to me, just like I did to you."
As he spoke, he deliberately raised his hand and touched his eyes as a hint.
Where did this yandere come from! I was so frightened that even Shi Huo Meng Shen disappeared from my hands. "Be normal, I'm scared."
Yan Qing suddenly realized who I was and wiped away the non-existent tears, saying sadly, "General, don't you recognize us?!"
I have to say, his howl is louder than the stars, and the main point is to make the voice loud and false.
...Suddenly I don’t really want to get to know you anymore. I ignored Yan Qing's burning gaze and asked distantly, "Who are you?"
"Yan Qing" took over without hesitation: "I came to play with you."
I bet he was thinking of the lines of the Firefly Warlock from the next door movie Genmo.
But since this is the Bengtie crew, I chose: "Huanghuang Weiling..."
The scroll itself was lingering, and golden lightning vaguely surrounded Shi Huomeng in my hand. There were real sparks and lightning all the way, and I even felt my hands were numb as if they were electrified.
So the subsequent lines I was about to say were suddenly stuck, and I subconsciously threw the weapon away, and the summoning ended.
The three people on the opposite side looked at me in silence. Finally, Dan Heng calmly picked up the formation knife and handed it back to me. "Can you perform that again?"
My street performances were stopped.
On the surface, Feixiao gave the following reason: This is Changle Heaven, the power of the God is too great, so it is better not to use it.
In fact, I think Feixiao definitely didn’t believe what I said and stubbornly believed that I had a demonic body.
I am human! Purebred human! How is it possible for humans to have demonic bodies? !
No matter how you think about it, this is Feixiao's misunderstanding. I picked up the ginkgo leaves in my hand and thought firmly, then rushed out holding my formation knife.
The remaining Bu Liren was chopped off by the knife. Unlike the corpses in the game, blood even spurted out from the knife. It looked like he would be classified as 16+.
So after I cut one down, I quietly stepped back and suggested to Xing, "Let's exchange weapons."
"Really?!" Xing looked quite happy and immediately handed me the baseball bat. Then he looked eagerly at the sword in my hand and said, "Now it's my turn to play!"
I hesitated and stopped, then regretted and retracted Shi Huo Meng Shen, "No, you are only a year old, you can't watch such restricted things."
Xing, who didn't realize the meaning of it for a moment, tilted his head and rubbed his hands, "Restricted? Then I have to watch it even more!"
I immediately held the weapon tightly in my hand and said seriously: "No, you can only see green blood!"
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