"It turns out that spiritual entanglement is like this. The world is really wonderful!"
Xie Zhi, who was wrapped in crimson flames, spun around in a circle, gently twisting the non-existent skirt in the process.
His movements were like a natural and harmless little girl, seeing the novel world for the first time and looking at it curiously. However, this soft and feminine movement, placed on Xie Zhi's body, seemed Weird and inconsistent.
Obviously, Xie Zhi at this moment is no longer Xie Zhi. It is Zhang Hongmian's consciousness that is controlling his body at this moment.
The real Xie Zhi was resting in the Thinking Pavilion at the moment. He was sitting on the sofa in the Thinking Cabin and scratching his head. Through the TV in front of the sofa, Xie Zhi could see everything Zhang Hongmian experienced in the outside world from a first-person perspective.
This feeling is amazing. Just by calling Crimson Oath's name softly, without removing the gray button from Crimson Oath, the transformation from Crimson Oath instantly moved his consciousness to the Thinking Pavilion. It's like a displacement reaction has occurred.
Or should it be said that it feels like logging in to an online game account remotely?
Zhang Hongmian launched his own account, but was pushed out of the line?
Xie Zhi smiled dumbly. He suddenly felt that this huge moon world might really be some kind of game. Everything that happened here was difficult to explain with scientific principles. Instead, it was easier to explain it with his own experience as a game player in his previous life. Makes sense.
He wanted to continue thinking about it, but there was a new change in the picture on the TV.
Oh, Crimson Oath is moving, she plans to attack.
Xie Zhi's eyes were attracted by the picture on the TV. In the picture, Zhang Hongmian raised his crimson-sworn hands, and then used the nails of his right hand to make a cut on his left arm.
The corners of Xie Zhi's eyes twitched, blood slipped from his left arm, and Xie Zhi could feel a burning pain through the screen.
The blood that slipped from his arm gathered in Crimson Oath's left hand, and soon turned into a crimson glove that clung to the skin, looking particularly monstrous.
Zhang Hongmian transferred the red glove from his left hand to his right hand, so both hands were covered with a layer of coquettish red.
So is this the correct way to use Crimson Oath?
Xie Zhi in the thinking wooden house raised his eyebrows, thoughtfully.
By controlling the blood in your body, you can cover your hands with a pair of bloody gloves and use them as your attack weapons...
But what can two bloody gloves do? Use a move to blind the enemy with blood?
Xie Zhi looked at the two gloves on Crimson Oath's hand, and then thought about the long, pale blue scissors of Crazy Scissors. He couldn't help but think, no wonder Zhang Hongmian said that Crimson Oath is an auxiliary emotional incarnation, just from the shape Looking at it, it is obvious that Crazy Scissors is stronger.
"It's not a good civilization to judge people by their appearance. My exclusive negative master."
Just as Xie Zhi was thinking this, Zhang Hongmian's voice suddenly came from his heart.
At the same time, Zhang Hongmian in the real world moved again.
She put her left hand against her chest in a defensive stance, and her right hand was half extended outside her body, with her fingertips pointing towards the weirdo with the golden cocoon head.
Xie Zhi always felt that he had seen this posture somewhere. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that it was Ip Man.
"Watch it, Xie Zhi, I will only teach you once."
"The Crimson Oath is used like this."
Zhang Hongmian took two steps forward and rushed into the attack range of the golden cocoon-headed monster.
Strange to say, when Xie Zhi was controlling his body, the golden cocoon-headed monster could not wait to obey the instinct of the virus and cut Xie Zhi into pieces. But when Zhang Hongmian controlled the Crimson Oath and appeared in the real world, the golden monster The cocoon-headed monster seemed to have his head lowered. When Zhang Hongmian and Xie Zhi were communicating in the air, he hesitated and did not dare to step forward.
Even when Zhang Hongmian stepped into the attack range of the golden cocoon-headed monster, the monster still did not attack Zhang Hongmian. Instead, he shivered like a stressed rabbit, and then turned around as if he suddenly remembered. Planning to run away.
Is this...the instinct of fear when facing Zhang Hongmian overwhelms the instinct of eating and revenge?
Xie Zhi was a little dumbfounded. He vaguely felt that he seemed to have rescued an incredible person from that spiritual illusion.
But how could Zhang Hongmian let the weirdo with the golden cocoon head escape?
Zhang Hongmian grabbed the weirdo's shoulder with a hook, stopped the weirdo's escape, pulled back, and slid his left hand from the weirdo's shoulder to the weirdo's arm, and then folded the weirdo's left arm in half. to dislocation.
But that was not enough. Zhang Hongmian followed the trend and folded the left wrist of the weirdo with the golden cocoon head inward. The crisp sound of fractures was transmitted into the Thinking Pavilion through the TV, which made Xie Zhi couldn't help but watch. Feel a little pity for that weirdo.
But while feeling pity, Xie Zhi also felt a little confused.
Since the golden cocoon-headed monster transformed, thin lines similar to the sarcomas encountered in the spiritual illusion have grown on his exposed skin. Xie Zhi had experienced those thin lines before when he controlled his body. Even the pale blue cutting blades of the crazy scissors couldn't deal with it, so they could only avoid fighting and retreat continuously.
How did Zhang Hongmian solve it?
Just as he was thinking about it, Xie Zhi noticed that Zhang Hongmian had finished disassembling the monster's left arm and then turned to grab its right arm. This time, Xie Zhi stared closely at the movements of Zhang Hongmian's hand and finally saw clearly that in just a short time What happened in those few seconds.
It turned out that it was not that the golden threads did not attack Zhang Hongmian, but that all the golden threads growing from the weirdo's skin were blocked from Zhang Hongmian's hands by the red gloves.
The pair of red gloves made of blood seemed to have the power to infect the virus in reverse. When the thin threads from the body of the golden cocoon-headed monster danced wildly and touched the red gloves, they were stained with the blood from the red gloves. , like the ears of wheat that had been cut, fell down one after another, and lay back on the weirdo's skin without moving.
From this, for Zhang Hongmian at this moment, the golden cocoon-headed monster is just a slightly scary-looking human being. Its attacks are ineffective against Zhang Hongmian, and Zhang Hongmian only needs to use his weapons to deal with humans. ways to deal with it.
In a daze, the left and right hands of the golden calloused monster were completely separated by Zhang Hongmian. Under this fierce "splitting tendons and bones", the monster's left and right arms were weakly hanging on its body. In front of me, my palms, forearms, and arms were all swaying, and I couldn't lift up any energy.
Such splitting of muscles and bones also caused the weirdo extremely pain. The severe pain caused the golden chrysalis on his face to faintly collapse. The golden chrysalis trembled and gradually turned into a translucent shell covering his head. Sima Xi's face also reappeared under the translucent shell.
"This is impossible……"
"Why was my pathogen transformation removed..."
"I heard the cry of the Golden Thread Butterfly...what did you do..."
The person who responded to Sima Xi was Zhang Hongmian's right hand.
Red Glove grabbed Sima Xi's forehead and pinched it hard.
"You... are not him..."
"You are not Zhou You...or Xie Zhi..."
Sima Xi's eyes finally regained their clarity at this moment.
"You are the devil..."
"Zhou You, you released that demon..."
Before Sima Xi finished speaking, the power from Zhang Hongmian's right hand crushed the translucent outer shell of Sima Xi's head. Zhang Hongmian's strength didn't seem to be strong, but the red glove pressed down slowly and unstoppably from Sima Xi's forehead to the bridge of his nose.
Zhang Hongmian took off the narrow-rimmed glasses that were still spitting out gold threads from the bridge of Sima Xi's nose.
There was endless wailing and resentment in the air, as if endless negative emotions were attached to the glasses, and turned into golden threads from the frame of the glasses, until they stretched into a golden chrysalis covering Sima Xi's entire face. .
"No...Zhang Hongmian, you can't do this..."
"Stop it quickly...we can discuss..."
"you can not……"
The golden cocoon-headed monster disappeared.
In other words, Sima Xi disappeared.
The tuxedo and narrow-leg pants that were attached to her accidentally fell from the air, and the belt hit her leather shoes. The last thing that fell was the lonely bow tie.
Only one thing remains in the air.
The gold-rimmed glasses were held in Zhang Hongmian's hand between his thumb and index finger.
"Are you afraid? A living person dies in front of you."
In the thinking wooden house, Zhang Hongmian's voice appeared deep in Xie Zhi's heart.
"I don't know. I feel...nothing real. It seems that I have experienced similar things many times."
"That's right. After all, the body you traveled through time is already a legendary master who has experienced hundreds of battles."
In the real world, Zhang Hongmian looked at the pair of glasses while communicating with Xie Zhi in his heart.
"It's good not to have any real feelings. It saves you the time of psychological counseling."
Xie Zhi noticed that as Zhang Hongmian turned her gaze towards the pair of gold-rimmed glasses, wherever she looked, the gold threads on the gold-rimmed glasses were much dimmed, and even seemed to be faintly shrinking into the depths of the frame.
"Sima Xi said before he died, I released a demon."
"Well, I was that demon. While I was still alive, of course."
"..."
"Are you scared?"
Xie Zhi shook his head.
"Having said that, I think I've reached a high level."
Zhang Hongmian laughed. She put the gold-rimmed glasses on her eyes. When she realized that the prescription was wrong, she took off the glasses again and reached out to pinch out the lenses from the frames, leaving only an empty frame.
"I accidentally pinched part of this gold spectacle frame, but the rest is at least a piece of C-level contaminant. You can keep it and give it to the Clearance Department for money."
"It turns out that the so-called transformation of pathogens occurs through pollutants."
Xie Zhi was thoughtful.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the masks of satisfaction that the roommates found in their rooms in Tianguang Building.
If pathogens can metamorphose through contaminants, then that fake mask of contentment...
Xie Zhi narrowed his eyes.
He suddenly felt that he might have been manipulated by someone from the beginning.
Xie Zhi hoped that was just his guess.
