Chapter 118
"Fourth Brother"
Wu Jin thought that Cen Xun had been ambushed and seriously injured, so he rushed over in anger and was about to avenge Cen Xun. Suddenly, he saw Cen Xun, who was obviously several years younger than him, and his brain immediately went into a state of shutdown.
Tong Ming passed Wu Jin and used his all-seeing eyes to check Cen Xun's condition. His expression was grim. "It's the skill of [Time]. Not only will it regress your physical condition, it will also continuously erode your strength. Eventually, [Time] will rob you of all your strength, and you will regress to the larval stage until you disappear from this world."
Feng Jihan asked anxiously, "Is there any way to remove this skill?"
"Unless time stops on its own initiative," Tong Ming sighed. "Even if you use the Godless Domain on Fourth Brother, it can only temporarily slow down the speed of time's reverse flow. Moreover, you must use the Godless Domain to protect him 24 hours a day, and you can't let time find a loophole to accelerate the reverse flow."
Feng Jihan pursed his lips and hugged Cen Xun tightly in his arms.
Cen Xun pushed Feng Jihan's arm away a little, and calmly accepted the fact that he had been plotted against. "How much time do I have left?"
Tong Ming covered his face with his hands in sorrow: "I don't know how long you can live. It depends on the mood of [Time]. If [Time] is in a bad mood, it will speed up the reverse flow of time on you, and you may be gone in the next second."
Upon hearing this, Wu Jin felt heartbroken and fell on top of Cen Xun, crying, "Brother, if you die, I, as your younger brother, will definitely be buried with you!"
Cen Xun: “”
The Walker watched the touching brotherhood for a while, and finally couldn't help but say, "Perhaps, could someone pay attention to me?"
He is still alive, why do people treat him as dead?
Feng Jihan's tightened arms caused Cen Xun's waist to ache. Cen Xun pushed Feng Jihan away and stood up. When he spoke again, his voice was much clearer than before: "Did [Time] deliberately send you here?"
Now that the truth has been exposed, [Traveler] will not hide it. In fact, [Traveler] himself has been living a very frustrating life these days.
"Don't blame me, blame my second brother," said the Walker. "He threatened me. If this skill isn't transferred to you, I'll be the one to be reversed in time and disappear from the world."
The skill of [Time] is very tricky. No matter how far the [Walker] runs with his spatial ability, as long as [Time] manipulates time to go back a few seconds, the [Walker] will return to where he was.
He couldn't run away and was forced to become the bait of [Time]. Only when Cen Xun took the bait could he transfer his deadly skills to Cen Xun.
Cen Xun sneered: "He has a good plan."
[Time] didn't even show up, but just dropped a bait and was able to defeat Cen Xun effortlessly, and easily take his 10 billion points for himself.
If Cen Xun had not been so cautious and suspicious, he would have probably fallen into the trap of [time] by now.
The Traveler finished what he needed to say, and knowing that he would surely die today, he shut his mouth, looking as if ready to die.
In reality, whether he was killed by Time or Cen Xun, the Walker's fate was the same. The moment he was chosen as a pawn by Time, he was destined to become a victim.
However, the expected outburst of rage did not occur. Cen Xun stepped forward again and coldly ordered him: "Close all spatial channels in the real world."
The Walker was surprised that Cen Xun could remain calm even after learning of his impending death, and he obediently closed all the spatial channels. After all, Cen Xun wouldn't die anytime soon, and his life was still in Cen Xun's hands.
Cen Xun took out his cell phone and sent a message in the work group, asking the public relations department to send out the manuscript prepared in the afternoon and continue to follow up on subsequent public relations matters.
In the group chat, Qin Xiu replied to Cen Xun's message: "Received. Also, [Seven Evils] have arrived outside Fengdu Ghost City. We are negotiating with him."
Cen Xun raised his eyebrows slightly. The arrival of the Seven Evils was earlier than he expected, but if handled properly, the arrival of the Seven Evils might make the situation more interesting.
Cen Xun raised the corners of his lips and replied, "Reach a cooperation with the Seven Evils as soon as possible."
[Traveler] felt a chill down his spine when he saw that Cen Xun could actually laugh at this moment.
Cen Xun is about to die, why aren't you in a hurry at all?
Could it be that the skill of [Time] failed? Impossible, as long as Cen Xun absorbed his power, he would definitely be affected.
Why is that?
"Open a channel," Cen Xun said, holding his phone, and suddenly looked up at him: "After working for so long, it's time to go home and rest."
The Walker was stunned for a moment, his dark blue eyes flickering slightly: "You won't kill me?"
Cen Xun looked at him as if he were a fool: "If I kill you now, won't the power I gain eventually flow to my second brother?"
He is not stupid.
"Besides, your skills are quite useful," Cen Xun announced casually, "So, I'm going to make you my puppet first. How about it? Surprise?"
[Traveler]: ""
Between the two options of becoming a puppet and dying, he couldn't tell which outcome would be worse.
Cen Xun said he wanted to go home and rest. The Traveler originally thought he was talking about Fengdu Ghost City, but it turned out he wasn't.
Because Cen Xun had instructed Tong Ming: "Go back to Fengdu Ghost City first. Second brother should be here to take over in a few days. You should assist him well."
Tong Ming and Cen Xun exchanged a knowing look and made an OK gesture: "Don't worry, Fourth Brother, I'll take care of it."
[Traveler] was confused: "???"
What does it mean to "take over"? What does it mean to "assist well"?
Seeing that his own strange domain was about to be occupied by others, Cen Xun actually gave it up so easily?
[Traveler]: "So when you say go home, you mean..."
Cen Xun casually mentioned a place name, a neighborhood in the real world: "Go here."
[Traveler] was even more confused. He couldn't figure out what his fourth brother was thinking.
Although he was puzzled, the [Traveler] had lost the capital to resist and could only obey orders.
After he drove out of the portal, everyone got in the car. Feng Jihan drove through the portal, and in an instant they returned to the starting point of the day.
Cen Xun dragged Walker out of the car and into the villa. Su Mingqi took the initiative to get into the driver's seat and said to Feng Jihan, "You go in. I'll take Xiao Zhou back."
Feng Jihan really couldn't stay too far away from Cen Xun now. Once Cen Xun left the range of the godless realm, his strength would be drained away by [time], accelerating his body's reverse growth. So he nodded and agreed.
Zhou Mian was a little worried. Before leaving, he couldn't help but roll down the car window and called out to Tong Ming: "Is the mayor okay?"
Tong Ming was a little surprised: "No way, you're still worried about him?"
This time, Zhou Mian looked at him seriously and did not look away.
It was the first time that Tong Ming had been stared at so directly by Zhou Mian. For some reason, he felt a slight itch in his heart. He couldn't help but take a step forward and pinch Zhou Mian's cheek, which had no flesh on it. "What could be the problem? If my brother is really dying, your captain will be the first to go crazy."
"Take your medicine and meals on time when I'm not around," Tong Ming put something in Zhou Mian's pocket, and his tone turned into a vicious threat: "If I see you don't take it, I'll put it in..."
Zhou Mian's eyes flickered slightly, as if he couldn't stand his words. He shrank back into the car window and raised it again.
To Tong Ming, it looked like some kind of alert little animal that was frightened by a predator.
interesting.
Tong Ming watched the car go away. Now he couldn't see Zhou Mian, but it didn't matter. He had many eyes that could be placed next to Zhou Mian, watching this human being all the time.
Late in the night, Cen Xun, who had finished making the puppet, finally came out of the basement.
Feng Jihan was sitting on the sofa waiting for him. When he heard the basement door open, he immediately looked over and asked, "Is it done?"
[Walker] It's not easy to make a puppet of this level, not to mention that Cen Xun's level has regressed, so it will take even longer. Cen Xun denied it and said, "It will take a few more days to make it completely."
Cen Xun's figure shrank, and his clothes became loose, especially his pants, which were almost unable to hold. Feng Jihan walked forward and measured his waist with both hands, his throat rolling up and down: "It's much smaller."
Cen Xun's age should have been regressed to the period when he had just reached adulthood. At this period, Cen Xun was still relatively thin and had little flesh on his body. Feng Jihan could hold Cen Xun's slender waist with both hands.
Cen Xun didn't pay attention to Feng Jihan's hands on his waist and hips. He casually hooked his loose trousers and frowned: "I have to buy new clothes."
Feng Jihan said no, "The clothes you wore before are not lost yet. I'll go look for them later."
Hearing this, Cen Xun raised his eyebrows: "They're not lost?"
Feng Jihan felt a little guilty and just said, "I forgot to lose it."
Cen Xun didn't know whether he believed it or not, so he forcibly pulled Feng Jihan's hand off his waist and said lightly, "Okay, go find it."
Feng Jihan had no choice but to go to the cloakroom. In front of Cen Xun, he took out a few boxes from the corner and opened them. All the clothes that Cen Xun had worn before were well kept inside.
Cen Xun sat on the round chair in the cloakroom, tiptoeing on the ground, watching with interest: "You haven't lost your clothes from such a long time ago? Feng Jihan, you didn't have a crush on me when I was little, did you?"
Feng Jihan immediately denied it: "No, I really just forgot to throw it away at the beginning."
Cen Xun grew up fast, so he needed to be bought new clothes every once in a while. Feng Jihan put the clothes he had cleared out into a box, and as they sat there for a while, he forgot about them.
Later, I thought of keeping it as a souvenir, so I just brought it all back to the real world.
After marrying Cen Xun, Feng Jihan became even more reluctant to throw them away. These were clothes that Cen Xun had worn, so what was the point of throwing them into the trash?
This was the first time Feng Jihan liked someone so much that he didn't even want to let that person's clothes get dusty.
So Feng Jihan secretly transported the clothes that Cen Xun didn't want back to the real world without Cen Xun's knowledge.
Cen Xun smiled meaningfully and stepped on his thigh: "Are you really just putting them there and not using them for anything bad?"
Feng Jihan's expression froze, as if he hadn't expected Cen Xun to say this. "What bad things could I do with them?"
Cen Xun studied his expression and said, "It seems like it's true."
Feng Jihan said nothing.
Cen Xun didn't give him a chance to get away with it. He moved his foot dangerously from his thigh and increased the pressure in another place. However, his face looked curious as he said to him in a commanding tone, "How do you do it? Show me."
Feng Jihan remained squatting on the ground packing his boxes, his whole body suddenly stiffening.
Cen Xun dragged out the last syllable, and urged impatiently, "Hurry up."
At the same time, he increased the force of his footsteps. Feng Jihan's face immediately became hot. He reached out and circled Cen Xun's thin ankle, but did not force it to move away: "I just smelled it, I didn't do anything else."
"Just smelling it," Cen Xun chewed on these four words slowly, "Feng Jihan, I didn't realize before that you are quite perverted."
Feng Jihan had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but his face still maintained a dignified expression: "Is there anything wrong with me smelling my wife's clothes?"
Cen Xun was really surprised. He looked Feng Jihan up and down, and couldn't understand how this guy had changed from the innocent little bird he used to be to what he is now.
Could it be that I really was led astray by myself?
Cen Xun shifted his foot, propped up his chin, and looked at him: "Keep looking."
Feng Jihan had no choice but to endure Cen Xun's occasional disruptions and find the clothes he wore when he was eighteen or nineteen from the box.
"Wear this one," Feng Jihan took out one of the clothes and showed it to Cen Xun, and said with reason, "You have never worn this one."
Cen Xun took one look at the dress and couldn't help but smile.
It was a hoodie that Feng Jihan had bought before. It was black with a pair of cat ears on the hood. Cen Xun thought that the clothes were too childish and did not suit his style. Feng Jihan refused to wear it no matter what he said.
After all these years, Feng Jihan still hasn't given up this secret thought.
Cen Xun said slowly, "Okay, let's wear this one."
Feng Jihan didn't expect that Cen Xun would actually agree. It was impossible for him not to be surprised. Without giving Cen Xun a chance to regret, Feng Jihan immediately took the clothes to wash and dry.
It was already late, Cen Xun went to the bathroom to take a shower. Feng Jihan finished before him and waited for him to come out on the bed, thinking about the questions he would ask Cen Xun later.
Although Feng Jihan knew that Cen Xun had a backup plan and was not really tricked, Feng Jihan was not clear about Cen Xun's complete plan and was always worried.
Cen Xun plays too big, and there is always a kind of crazy desperateness when setting up the game. Feng Jihan is worried about him.
He thought so, but Feng Jihan never expected that when Cen Xun walked in, he was wearing the black cat hoodie, and he climbed onto the bed naturally and sat directly on him.
Feng Jihan's breath hitched, and he raised his head almost instantly. He asked with a dry throat, "What are you doing?"
Cen Xun glanced down at him, looking proud and arrogant: "Why are you pretending? Don't you like me the way I am now?"
Feng Jihan denied it unconvincingly: "I didn't."
"No?" Cen Xun tilted his head slightly, as if puzzled, and said, "But I think you seem to miss the way I was when I was eighteen or nineteen."
Feng Jihan wanted to deny it, but Cen Xun reached out and pinched his chin, narrowing his eyes and saying, "Or do you miss the days when I locked you in bed and did it every day?"
Feng Jihan froze: "No"
Cen Xun looked at him for a moment and said without question, "Stretch out your hand."
Feng Jihan only then noticed that Cen Xun was holding two black ties. Feng Jihan instantly understood his purpose and hesitated before doing what he was told: "I have something else to ask you."
Cen Xun lowered his eyes to look at him and said threateningly, "Don't make me say it a second time."
Feng Jihan knew how domineering Cen Xun was, so he had no choice but to stretch out his hands and let Cen Xun tie them to the head of the bed. As for the remaining tie, Cen Xun simply pinched Feng Jihan's chin and stuffed it into Feng Jihan's mouth in a simple and rough manner.
"Because you won't say anything I don't like and ruin my mood."
Cen Xun put on the hat. From Feng Jihan's perspective, he could only see his dazzlingly white waist, and the black hair and crimson lips that appeared under the hat.
He held onto Feng Jihan's chest and lowered himself with great difficulty. Feng Jihan's breathing had changed a little, and he heard Cen Xun's somewhat irritated panting: "It's gotten bigger again. Are you so excited?"
Feng Jihan was about to be teased by Cen Xun and his arms were tense. He was about to break free from the tie on his wrists in the next second. Cen Xun noticed it in time and immediately warned him: "If you dare to take it off, don't even think about doing it for the next few days."
Feng Jihan had no choice but to suppress the urge to push Cen Xun down and take over the position.
The slender white waist swayed in front of his eyes. When Cen Xun couldn't sit still and fell down, the pair of black cat ears rubbed against his chin, which was too soft.
Although Cen Xun's appearance has regressed to a few years ago, he is still very different from before. When he just became an adult, Cen Xun was still relatively immature and had a worse temper, but after growing up, Cen Xun has been able to conceal his emotions and has a higher level, making it easy to play with him.
Cen Xun pulled the tie out of Feng Jihan's mouth, pinched his neck, and asked with an unsteady breath: "Tell me, what age of me do you like better?"
How to answer this kind of question? Feng Jihan said casually: "I like both."
"No, I can't like them all." Cen Xun suddenly stopped moving, sat on him, panting and laughing: "I have to choose one."
The string in Feng Jihan's mind suddenly broke, and the tie on his wrist came loose. Feng Jihan pushed Cen Xun off his body while he was staring at him with a slight shock.
Cen Xun scolded him while trying to get up, but Feng Jihan pushed him back down and said with a panting laugh in his ear, "I love an obedient brother the most."
After it was over, Cen Xun ignored everyone as expected.
Feng Jihan let him sit in his arms and said a few words of apology in a flattering manner. Only then did Cen Xun reluctantly say, "Don't even think about doing it for the next few days."
Feng Jihan hummed dejectedly, as if he was very annoyed, but in fact he was not, because Feng Jihan knew very well that if Cen Xun's age continued to regress, he would soon return to being a minor.
Even if he could do it, he would not attack a minor.
"Wife, please forgive me." Feng Jihan kissed Cen Xun's cheek. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her. At that time, they had just gotten married and he hadn't switched roles yet. He was embarrassed to get close to Cen Xun and didn't even kiss him properly.
Cen Xun played with the ends of his silver hair and said calmly, "Are you not going to say that I'm not my true self now?"
Speaking of this, Feng Jihan was finally reminded of the question he had originally intended to ask Cen Xun: "Where is your original body? Does the skill [Time] affect your original body?"
Cen Xun casually pointed to a mirror not far away: "In the mirror, it won't affect anything."
Feng Jihan frowned: "But your power will be stolen by [Time], is that okay?"
"Do you understand what a mirror image means?" Cen Xun said slowly, "Mirror image means that everything I have now is a false illusion."
"When this mirror image dies, everything that time has stolen from me will become a phantom." Cen Xun let out a cold smile. "It's really interesting to think about it."
Feng Jihan: "That Fengdu Ghost City"
"Since [Time] wants it, let him have a go at being mayor for a while. If someone's willing to help out for free, why not?"
Cen Xun tilted his head and kissed Feng Jihan on the lips, smiling nonchalantly: "I'll just treat it as a vacation."
The second day after Fengdu Ghost Town was closed.
[Time] arrived outside the Fengdu Ghost City, looking at this vast and strange area, he showed a complacent smile.
"Fourth brother, your strange domain is accepted by my second brother with great pleasure."
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