Chapter 135: "Ghosts and Gods" 11 You win

"If this is a joke, then it's not a very funny joke," Joseph said coldly.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Do you want to die here?"

The gentleman who was smiling before immediately changed his expression because of the sword. Although Joseph had a baby face, he was definitely taller than Zhuci. When he stared at Zhuci with a sullen face, his indifference and ruthlessness were completely revealed. Joseph seemed to be waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation, otherwise there would be bad consequences.

Zhu Ci always thought that he looked decent, but he really had nothing to explain in this matter. In a way, he was the victim, as it was obviously not him who lost the thing.

"If you don't believe me, why don't you ask the system? Moreover, to put it another way, maybe the one in front of you is the sword spirit of this sword. Otherwise, why is it so well integrated?" Zhu Ci was not a soft persimmon. He just wanted to avoid the limelight before. It is true that he could not compare with him in terms of martial arts, but fists may not be able to solve everything.

Joseph was strangely silent. He stared at Shen Wu thoughtfully for a while, and then seemed to have figured it out. His eyes lit up. At that moment, Zhu Ci felt that he seemed to have rejuvenated, transforming from a 30-year-old experienced master into an 18-year-old middle school boy.

"What you said makes a lot of sense." He suddenly said with a smile.

Facing his sparkling eyes and childish face, Zhu Cifu was unexpectedly fooled.

"So what do you want to do?"

Joseph: “Let’s take him back!”

Congratulations: “???”

He couldn't help but want to give Joseph a thumbs up.

The person ranked eighteenth is really brave. Even though he had been with Shen Wu day and night for so many days and nights, he did not dare to bring this plague god back. Joseph was willing to do such a dangerous thing just because of a sword and those nonsense.

"Why can't you take him away when the dungeon is over?" Zhu Ci felt that he needed to persuade him, although he didn't know why, Shen Wu's mission in the dungeon seemed to be to kill him.

Although he didn't know why he had never succeeded.

Joseph has already taken charge.

"Don't worry, I know my limits."

His eyes were terribly bright, and when he spoke, his white teeth and sharp fangs were exposed. Then he produced a chisel from somewhere and started to chisel the wall.

"Don't do it." Zhu Ci was speechless.

"What are you worried about? The chain on your hand is connected to him. You won't be able to leave this underground palace without taking him with you."

"You really like the Shenyin Sword." Zhu Ci never thought that there would be such a person who would risk his life to love a sword.

"Of course, because I heard that it was left by that person."

Joseph must be talking about his idol. It turns out he is risking his life to chase after his idol.

Zhu Ci doesn't have much feeling towards this person. Perhaps his biggest feeling is that he has screwed himself too much.

The golden chain on Zhu Ci's wrist was indeed a trouble. He did not stop Joseph from breaking the wall. If only crazy people could thrive in this game, then Joseph must be the perfect proof.

But if there is a contract, there shouldn't be any problem.

Although Zhu Ci thought so, he was still frowning. However, his reason told him that leaving Shen Wu here was the best way.

Zhu Ci looked around, took out his flashlight, and tried to find a way to survive.

"Clang, clang." The sound of the hammering on the wall was so loud that Zhu Ci even suspected that there was a murder going on.

Shen Wu never opened his eyes from beginning to end, but the debris on the wall always fell down and hit his body.

Zhuci found that what Joseph said was right. The chain on his hand confined him to Shen Wu and he could not leave. After turning around, he could only turn back.

"Look, what did I find?"

The walls were not chiseled off, but there were paintings on them.

Joseph admired it for a while and said, "It seems that this story is about a fallen angel."

"How did you know that?" Zhu Ci asked.

"I grew up in a church and have seen many murals," Joseph said. "Oh, no, this is a god who is bound underground and cannot be allowed to see the light of day. Only pain can blind his eyes. Otherwise, he who can distinguish right from wrong will bring down angry punishment, and the price will be that everyone will be reduced to ashes."

Zhu Ci said: "So his weaknesses are actually darkness and pain?"

"Wow, you summarized it pretty well."

Zhu Ci held up Shen Wu's face with his hands: "If you want to take him away, you have to use the opposite force. Do you have enough power to unblock it?"

He had seen Shen Wu absorb Joseph's power to break free from the chains before, so could he try it again?

"That may be when he is conscious. According to what is shown here, the gray chain represents suffering, but the golden chain represents the only salvation and joy. Um... that is the only rope that God imprisons himself."

Joseph's eyes fell between them.

The golden chain tied Zhu Ci and Shen Wu tightly together.

"As expected of a sword spirit, no wonder there is a bond between you two."

Joseph himself perfected the plot and even found it coincidental.

First of all, it is normal for the sword to have a spirit, and it is also correct for the spirit and the body to be separated. It is even more normal for the sword spirit to be the boss. Zhu Ci took him to the mysterious area of ​​the dungeon because he had a bond with the Sword of Hidden Abyss, and they actually developed a special bond.

Of course, more importantly, other ghosts and gods rejected the Shenyin Sword, but this one directly merged with it. It must be the sword spirit! Hmm!

Is there any other understanding?

Noticing that the expression on the other person's face had inexplicably become unusually excited, Zhu Ci silently looked away.

"So what do you mean? I am his redemption?" Zhu Ci glanced at his ex-boyfriend who was now in an unknown situation. He still remembered that they had a quarrel before.

"Yes, you, just make him happy!"

Zhuci: "Doesn't this require him to wake up first?"

"Don't you realize that I've been using my talent all the time? Or have you always treated me as a light bulb that doesn't need energy replenishment?" Joseph curled his lips.

It is indeed a light bulb.

"Happy? Huh? How can I make him happy?" Zhu Ci's mouth twitched. What Joseph said made sense, but why? How could he make Shen Wu, who looked like a statue, happy?

Joseph curled his eyes and said, "We are all men, don't you understand? Even though we are asleep, human desires are nothing more than..."

"Hey! They're doing a dungeon." This is his ex-boyfriend with whom he never reconciled.

"Oh, you old-fashioned guy, are you going to stay here forever?" Joseph said righteously.

Congratulations: "..."

"You do it yourself." Zhu Ci spread his hands.

"Isn't this on your hand?" Joseph pointed to the chain on his wrist.

“…”

This dungeon requires no skill at all, it's all about enduring humiliation.

However, it was true that he was smart and took advantage of Shen Wu. But if he hadn't been smart, he might be dead now.

Zhu Ci clenched his fists and said, "What if your analysis is wrong?"

"It's wrong, so what? There is another way. Dismantle his body and take out the bones. Which one do you prefer?"

"You still gave me a choice?" Zhu Ci was not worried that he would really tear Shen Wu apart, because from the previous situation, Joseph could not beat this guy, so he thought Joseph was crazy.

But the problem is that he is now chained.

Zhu Ci walked to the wall, examined the painting carefully, and then took out his long-sealed cult book.

This book, which used to be good at mocking him and predicting his death, now contains no words.

Zhuci closed the book with mixed feelings.

The power to maintain the chain comes from other people, and they should get out gradually, but since they came here early, they can only think of other ways.

"Turn off the lights." Zhu Ci gritted his teeth.

"Is it the self-esteem that children usually have? Why? Because they have no experience?"

Joseph did not bother with the fact that he really treated him as a lamp and put away his talent.

"Then you are really shameless." Zhu Ci said sarcastically.

After turning off the lights, Zhuci calmed down and said, "Am I crazy? Going crazy here with you?"

"Oh? Anyway, it's you who's trapped, not me."

"You can't get out without me." Zhu Ci reminded.

Is this something that must be done?

Zhu Ci felt that he was still unsafe, so he bought a piece of cloth from the system and wrapped it around Shen Wu's eyes.

…

Half an hour later.

"Are you ready?" Joseph urged, probably getting impatient.

After a few minutes, a few words came out.

"I'm telling you, you win this challenge. I plan to die with the boss in this game."

A faint white light came on.

Joseph stared at Zhuci's face, which had a somewhat world-weary but rosy and pretty expression, and fell into deep thought.

Although he said he admitted defeat, his tone was as if he had won by some despicable means.

Joseph came over and looked at the blindfolded man in front of Zhuci, who was tied up in chains and looked like a boss playing some strange game. He didn't know what had happened in this situation, but Zhuci looked to be at his limit. His fingers were all red and his joints were bent with tension. If it was just because he hesitated in the dark for half an hour and was too shy to do it, then that would be... too much fun.

"Don't you want to live anymore?" Joseph's baby face showed a teasing smile, "I suddenly think you are quite pretty. How about we live together as a group?"

Congratulations: "..." He sighed.

"I don't want to live anymore. This is how my life will end."

"Oh, I see, you want to die." Joseph started laughing, and he laughed very loudly.

Zhu Ci was too lazy to argue with him. He didn't have any strange habit of doing anything in front of living people, but he really wanted the two people in front of him to die.

There must be something else behind this piece of wood. After all, it was given to me by the NPC on his own initiative. It is definitely different from the other pieces on the table used to make the contract with Joseph.

Zhuci picked up the two wooden signs and compared them repeatedly. The biggest difference between them was that one had a photo he had pasted on it, and the other had his name written on it.

What are the other differences?

Zhuci thought for a while, and as Joseph laughed louder and louder, he began to wonder when Shen Wu would stop pretending to be dead and beat this guy to death first.

The tip of the knife cut through the flesh, and blood flowed down the wrist and dripped onto the wooden sign.

Zhu Ci recalled the set of procedures given by the system. Now the only thing that can be replicated is the bleeding. It is said that raising a ghost requires feeding blood, and now raising an ex-boyfriend may also require the same.

After all, he had put in a lot of effort to complete the contract, so there was no reason for him to be suppressed.