Chapter 394: Rusty City Strange Stories
Listening to Guimian's rhythmic words, Xu Zhiyan turned his head in disbelief, his eyes full of shock.
"Strange Face, I underestimated you. No wonder the clown never uses you for no reason. Otherwise, would you also want to tell me what color underwear he wears every day?"
Nowadays, even props have the attribute of being gossipy.
He used to think that the Joker didn’t use the Weird Mask often because he was introverted and didn’t like to talk too much. He didn’t expect that this guy was actually a big megaphone with air leaking from all sides!
It can be said that they are worthy of being the chosen master and servant. The masked parrot flapped its wings and spoke shyly.
"Hiss... Although it seems a bit unkind to talk about the former master's underwear in front of other people, my former master was rather introverted and only wore black underwear." It didn't feel embarrassed.
Useless information increased!
As Xu Zhiyan listened, the blood vessels on his forehead began to throb.
He couldn't help but reach out and grab the parrot's neck, and began to condemn: "This is really a world of moral decline and nonsense—"
The sound stopped abruptly.
As soon as Xu Zhiyan turned sideways, he felt something wrapped around his calf, and even the cloak given to him by Guimian was torn off.
The cold touch made him shudder and his breathing suddenly became much faster - it was the chains.
Unlike the hemp rope that can be easily broken free, the cold chain carried a hidden power and could not be broken free by ordinary means. Even the parrot in the hand began to tremble subconsciously.
"...It looks like they are serious. It's not appropriate for me to be here, Master!" Guimian struggled to leave.
Xu Zhiyan sneered, not caring about the chains around him, and said viciously: "Want to run away now? No way! If anything happens to me, you won't be able to survive!"
"This is not good! It will make the mask embarrassed!" The strange mask was trapped and some bird feathers were blown away.
Before the master and servant who were bickering harmoniously could decide the winner, another thicker chain suddenly appeared and suddenly wrapped around the parrot, tightening it.
“Gah!”
Guimian was strangled and made a duck-like sound, entering a state of physical silence.
Xu Zhiyan was also stunned and quickly let go.
"etc……"
His face changed and he looked for Party A. The chain that had penetrated his clothes had already climbed up from his ankles to his thighs, wrapped around and around, and finally around his waist, tightening a bit.
As he tightened his lower lip, Xu Zhiyan felt that most of his body was controlled by him.
It's very strange though.
He considered himself a person who loved freedom and hated being restricted, so he naturally felt that he would not accept unequal treatment, even if it was just a hobby or sexual fetish. Previously, Xu Zhiyan only thought that the scars did not matter.
But when he was really restricted in his movements by the ghosts and gods, the faint smell of ash became stronger as the number of chains increased, but he did not think there was anything wrong.
The other party is Bai Jin.
The ghost who would rather hurt himself than hurt him.
During the not-too-long but not-too-short time together, he had already trusted the other party wholeheartedly, and the formal content became secondary.
So much so that when the ghost's hands reached around Xu Zhiyan's waist from behind, he still had the interest to tilt his head and ask a question.
"Bai Jin, should I struggle or resist to be more appropriate?"
Along with the narrow voice, the young man's eyes narrowed slightly like a crescent moon, his bright eyes were full of cunning, and even the light-colored teardrop mole seemed to be teasing someone.
He was responded with a soft kiss on the cheek.
"Feel sorry."
Even though he was on the verge of losing control, the ghosts and gods were still gentle when they spoke back.
His palm quickly reached under the hem of Xu Zhiyan's clothes, and he grabbed the chain that was continuing to climb up, and directly and roughly suppressed the out-of-control part with force.
However, before he could completely press the chain down, his hand was grabbed by Xu Zhiyan.
"I'm fine, save the chatterbox first!"
He forcefully pulled out the ghost's hand and placed it on the chain that bound the strange mask.
"So this time Slice's sexual fetish is tying things up? Why doesn't he even let go of the props?" Xu Zhiyan was puzzled.
Bickering is one thing, but what if this mask is really crushed by ghosts and gods?
When the parrot regained its freedom and lay flat on the ground pretending to be dead, the ghost hesitantly explained: "I thought you didn't like it."
The moment he lost control, his judgment suddenly dropped.
The thought of 'fulfilling all of Xu Zhiyan's wishes' was one of the few sober thoughts after he lost control. When he heard the master and servant bickering, he was completely unable to discern the specific meaning of the thought. He just wanted to fulfill the wish of his sweetheart.
Guimian widened his eyes and suppressed the ten thousand swear words stuck in his throat. He held it in for a few seconds before turning into a masked turtle and crawling away quickly.
Xu Zhiyan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Although it is a bit outrageous, if it is Bai Jin who has super execution ability, everything seems to make sense.
"So would it turn you on more if I resisted?"
After going around in circles, the topic came back.
He looked at the suppressed violent desire in Bai Jin's golden eyes and softened his voice.
Xu Zhiyan felt that humans were really strange creatures.
If the ghosts and gods were affected by the slices and could not control their thoughts, and then did whatever they wanted, he would definitely try his best to prevent it from happening; but the ghosts and gods' spirits were obviously stretched to the limit, but they were still willing to sacrifice their own strength and were unwilling to force him... It was really hard to refuse.
After a long silence, the ghost regained his senses.
"Stop it."
His extremely hoarse voice indicated that he was not having a good time.
After suppressing the chain that had already wrapped around the young man's chest, seeing that Xu Zhiyan wanted to say something else, Bai Jin had to put his finger on the young man's lips and warned: "This slice is too bad."
It’s not that He didn’t want to take the opportunity to do something, but He didn’t quite believe that he could really maintain control throughout the whole process.
In the copy, nothing is more important than Xu Zhiyan's safety. Xu Zhiyan is above everything else to him, and he doesn't want him to make any mistakes, even if it's just a possibility.
The stronger the slice, the greater the impact.
"It's my shadow. It wasn't very strong originally, but it's getting stronger as more bodies are recovered."
There is no entity that allows it to move around uncontrollably.
It can be said to be the weakest slice at first, and the biggest contributor to its strengthening is actually Xu Zhiyan.
Seeing that his beloved wanted to say something, the ghost avoided the other's gaze, took two steps back, and took out his trump card.
"If you don't leave now, your props might break."
The SS-level ghost mask is not enough to support the long-term existence of ghosts and gods.
This sentence hit Xu Zhiyan's soft spot.
He nodded hurriedly, fearing that Party A would really tear his nagging mask apart.
The light and shadow changed, and soon the two returned to the factory director's office.
Xu Zhiyan stood in front of the table, looking up at the hazy black surroundings, a little puzzled: "What's going on?"
Everything around seemed to be covered in darkness, as if there was a layer of mist, and nothing could be seen clearly.
"I need some time to integrate the power of the slices." The ghost replied.
This time, He reshaped His body through His hand bones, which means that the body He is currently using not only has the power of shadow and horns, but also one more. If it weren't for the special nature of the shadow that could conceal a part of It, His appearance would have been discovered by the main system long ago.
“It will probably be finished tonight.”
Having too much power can also bring troubles. It is not an easy task to mix all the power again, especially when He has to avoid the main system.
Xu Zhiyan opened the panel and lost contact. He walked to the door and pushed it, but it didn't move. Even the mobile phone that could see the live broadcast room had a black screen.
"It seems that there is nothing we can do today."
He shrugged, and before he could figure out what to say, the ghost suddenly dropped another bombshell.
"This copy cannot open the door to the safe house."
"Why?"
Xu Zhiyan stood up instantly and turned back to Party A.
"The border of the Rusty City dungeon is very thin, and slicing is also part of the main system plan. Although I don't know why, when I was looking through the slice memory just now, I found that it had received a rule that could directly break through the dungeon space."
"Break through the copy space?"
Xu Zhiyan repeated this sentence over and over again, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.
"You mean, it was once obtained from the main system, and it can break the rules of the copy space and let the copy or the monsters inside it land in the real world?"
This is a bold and terrifying guess.
But apart from this explanation, Xu Zhiyan couldn't think of any other rules that could be singled out for ghosts and gods.
The ghost didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.
Only after turning his head away and not looking at Xu Zhiyan did He continue to talk about his speculation: "But it doesn't know much. I'm not sure if it is a backup plan for the main system."
After all, there is not much connection between the slice and the main system. Even if they have the same self-destructive tendency, it is impossible to directly judge that the other party was once a pawn of the main system. But fortunately, with the existence of ghosts and gods, this rule carrying power will never see the light of day, and no monsters will flood into the world.
He explained a few more words, and finally explained all the details of the slicing.
"That's right, take this powerful rule back to the safe house and digest it slowly!" Xu Zhiyan sat cross-legged on the table, his pajamas barely covering his two long white legs.
But what was more attractive than his legs was the greedy gleam in his eyes when he talked about the new revenue.
As if he really couldn't bear it any longer, the ghost leaned over and kissed the other's lips hard, his tone full of coaxing: "Be good, go and rest on the sofa, you can go out when it's dark outside."
As He spoke, He took off the outermost cloak of His uniform and wrapped the young man tightly.
If Xu Zhiyan continued to dart around in front of him like this, it wouldn't be long before he lost control again, and no one knew what he would do.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Xu Zhiyan not only did not leave honestly, but also stretched out a hand from his cloak, lightly placed it on the buckle of the ghost's belt, and fiddled with it with his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.
The two of them were sitting and standing, Xu Zhiyan looked up at Bai Jin, who had a sullen face because he was suppressing himself. The originally imposing ghost was made even colder by this stiff military uniform, sharper than a blade.
"The chain just now was too hard, why don't you use this?" Xu Zhiyan said.
“Pah—”
The silver belt buckle was pulled open.
“…Stop it.”
Closing his eyes, he wanted to stay away from his beloved and stay sane, but his body was out of control. "I don't trust my self-control. You won't be able to bear it."
Unexpectedly, Xu Zhiyan withdrew his hand and touched his chin, not caring at all.
"You can definitely control it. If you can't, you can only play once. If you can control it, we can play many times—"
It was as if the ghosts and gods understood him.
Xu Zhiyan also accurately controlled the opponent's lifeblood.
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