The void disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Luo Binhan sat in the dark bridge room again. He wanted to stand up with residual anger, but found that he was firmly restrained in his seat. The ropes binding his hands and feet looked like restraints for mentally ill patients.
"Come out!" he shouted.
A light came on at the top of the bridge room. The light pointed straight down, illuminating a small circular area in front of him like a beam of light. The Black Star he was looking for was sitting on a gold armchair that was so luxurious that it was so luxurious. The thing still retained his appearance, as well as the broken and bloody face after being beaten, and was still deliberately shaking the face that had lost its nose, obviously to disgust him on purpose.
"Well, let's talk now," it said. "You want to find that guy running around alone, right? I did see him, but he doesn't seem to have a good attitude."
It suddenly changed from the nearly disfigured Luo Binhan to Upsilon. Luo Binhan couldn't tell whether it was the image the other party read from his mind, but he noticed that the appearance shown by the other party was slightly different from the Upsilon in his impression: the clothes became more complicated, like a suit. He wore a very roomy coat, and his expression was more serious and cold, as if he was gritting his teeth at any time.
Luo Binhan only took a few glances, and then turned his head away, preventing himself from enriching the other party's information about Upsilon.
"Where has he gone?" he asked.
"Some direction, obviously! But why should I tell you, mortal? Huh? We don't have that good of a relationship, at least not yet."
Luo Binhan glanced over with his peripheral vision and saw that the other party had his feet raised on the vulgar throne. He vaguely knew what it wanted, but deliberately did not let this idea be exposed. Instead, he said: "Did you not see anyone else besides him? Who is he chasing?"
"Hey, don't be so greedy, okay?"
"How do I know if what you told me is true?" Luo Binhan said bluntly, "Anything you can learn from me can't prove anything, understand? Unless you can provide me with something I don't know."
He saw the other man rocking back and forth in his chair. It was certainly not a rocking chair, but when it rocked its body back and forth, the ground swayed with it, as if the entire bridge room had become its cradle. Luo Binhan, who was tied to the chair, could not help but follow it. They are like sitting on a huge seesaw, one end is tilted up and the other end is sinking. The turmoil made Luo Binhan feel sick to his stomach, but the guy opposite was enjoying it. It rested its head comfortably with both hands and said: "You are a bit greedy, mortal, but I can quite accept this - you are meat products! It is difficult to preserve and will go bad at any time. More replacement and absorption are good for preservation... I mean, I don’t have to take this little bite, as long as it’s interesting enough.”
"Is this what you want?" Luo Binhan said. When he spoke, the side he was on began to sink again, making him have to clamp his chin hard to see the other person.
"I just want to have fun."
"Fake." Luo Binhan said without much thought, "You are interested in the person in my head just for fun? What do you want to do with her?"
He finished speaking quickly, and then flexibly turned his thoughts away from the girl in the red coat. Unconsciously he found that it was not that difficult to do. He no longer needs to sing or shout specifically, he is just holding a thin nylon string to control the kite in his mind to maintain it at a specific height. The trick lies in a stable mentality and even application of force - and it's best not to be surprised by unexpected events around you.
This is nothing but an ideal state. The next second the ground turned completely 360 degrees. Luo Binhan changed from a mental patient tied to a seesaw to an unlucky hamster stuck to the roller. The entire bridge room circled up and down around a certain center, and the intensity exceeded any roller coaster Luo Binhan had ever ridden in his life.
His negotiator crossed his body and lay directly on the chair. It crossed one of its legs and said, "Look, this is how most little stars live. No freedom, no choice, just spinning around a bigger star all day long! Even your composition is different from it, but just You have to follow it, just because it's closest to you. What's the point? Even you meat products don't do this, right? I mean, you always make a small meat bag out of a big meat bag, Or lock up the other meat bags, but at least you rot quickly enough! And you don't have to go around and around and around and around - I'm tired of them spinning around! I have to eat them all. But Now I feel a little regretful. Some of them have some potential. With water and a little bit of meat residue, they might be able to grow something more interesting. But I think about it, there is not much hope for this anyway. This place is not good for natives. Meat is not very friendly.”
"You want more food?" Luo Binhan said, "Want me to bring others over?"
"You're going to say no."
"No." Luo Binhan replied almost simultaneously. For safety reasons, he did not carefully examine his moral values, but he also did not think this was an approach that Momolo and Jing Huang would accept.
"Look," it said, "but hey, I can offer you a compromise. The one in your head really appeals to me - devils are always fun in every sense of the word. Have you tried it? I I met one from other people's heads. They said it was the monarch of the Kingdom of Ashes. I never understood what that meant, but I like the one in your head better. My intuition tells me that she can give me what I want. But first we have to maintain longer-term contact, right? After all, the places I can spread are limited. If you run too far away, I won’t be able to see that little cutie.”
It jumped down from the seat, paced back and forth in the crazily whirling bridge room, and finally went around behind Luo Binhan's chair.
"Let's get close, mortal!" it patted Luo Binhan's face and said, "Friends have to help each other, right? Anyway, that's what I heard. I think our impression of each other is not bad, not bad, that's a A good start. I can help you lead the way, but the person who negotiates must be you, how about it? Thinking that she will only appear when you should run away, maybe next time we can try to stay in the edge area for a while. Let's more No matter how many times I try, I always catch her - who put her in it for you?"
It suddenly approached Luo Binhan and asked the last sentence. At the same time, the floor in front of them suddenly cracked open, and a bloody wall covered with nails came towards Luo Binhan. It was only a few millimeters away from Luo Binhan's knee, and then disappeared suddenly. This sudden attack made Luo Binhan's heart beat wildly. At that moment, he lost his awareness of precautions. When he heard the question, the word "Fake" naturally jumped out of his head.
"Oh, this is different from what I thought." The person behind him said, "What is a bald programmer? Your devilish hobbies are really weird. Well... I don't think you are lying, but this It’s something worth studying further.”
Luo Binhan's heartbeat calmed down, and he raised his head angrily and stared at it.
"Don't get so angry, mortals. You see, we have to come and go, so I'll tell you where to go next - but I won't tell you everything. It's the rules of the relationship, okay? We'll see you there Once we meet, I will give you a few more tips.”
The room's rotation slowed. It held its hands behind its back and walked slowly to Luo Binhan.
"Wish us to meet more often!" it said excitedly, "it's best to meet every day. This is an interracial friendship, right? Come on, listen, you have to go to the place where the singing is the loudest - don't ask The little red devil knows exactly what I mean - and, this is our memorable first cooperation, maybe I should give you a commemorative gift."
Luo Binhan immediately became alert. He watched as the other person's face began to darken and his entire body expanded outward. This was obviously a new round of intimidation, so he was fully on guard. Then the black shadow gradually outlines the details: the weird long black clothes and metal vest, the boots stained with white dust, and the long and boneless hands like willows.
A shadow as high as the ceiling stood in front of Luo Binhan. It could barely be said to have a human-like body, and the clothes it wore made Luo Binhan immediately think of Asabam. But when Luo Binhan raised his head, he found that the other person's head was made of six white wings with eyes.
He stared blankly at the monster's dozens of eyes, wondering what the trick was. When he wanted to question the culprit, a loud, piercing cry like a baby sounded from under the monster's robe.
"What the hell are you doing..."
Shadows spread from the soles of the figure's feet. They protruded diagonally from the ground like spears, piercing Luo Binhan's abdomen. Cold, fever, severe pain, all the feelings were completely real, so much so that Luo Binhan almost thought he had met Asabam again.
The monster said in a high and low voice like an accordion: "There is no need to mourn for a long separation."
Luo Binhan began to vomit blood. In his dream, he felt the passage of his life, and then thunder sounded. When the pig-headed man walked into the bridge room accompanied by blood, he once again escaped from the dark terror.
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