Every day the puppet is playing dead

After kicking Wuxiang's head away, the blood mist filling the entire courtyard gradually dispersed.

After Chong Yu inserted the sword back, he walked towards Wu Xiang's torso that fell to the ground.

After losing control of the head, Wuxiang's torso collapsed in a pool of blood.

Not long after, the torso made a few sounds of crackling beans, and the whole body stretched suddenly, turning back into a normal male torso, bursting the skirt outside;

At the same time, a stream of blood spewed out from the broken neck, the blood that flowed out was dark red, fishy and smelly.

Chongyu stared at the strange torso on the ground. After a while, he squatted down expressionlessly, carefully avoiding the blood-stained clothes, and rummaged around for the key he wanted.

In the game settings, there are three worlds of gods, men and demons.

There are special passages in the Three Realms, that is, the space-time tunnel link called "the well of gods and demons", and a special "key" is required to cross the border.

After searching for a long time, Chongyu found a small token from his torso. The main body of the token is a piece of jade, which warms up when touched. One side is engraved with special characters of the demon world, and the other side is the characters of the human world.

This token is a one-way ticket, once used it is useless.

Chong Yu took a closer look and couldn't help but click his tongue.

This Wuxiang is really stingy.

Complaints are complaints, but Chongyu carefully put away the token.

He originally wanted to touch it to see if other equipment could emerge from Wuxiang's body, but he was afraid of encountering the "spiritual consciousness imprint" that is often used in the world of cultivating immortals, etc., so he had no choice but to give up in the end.

After searching, Chongyu squatted next to Wuxiang's torso, clasped his hands together, and prayed devoutly to his torso:

"Brother, I have already killed Wuxiang, I hope you rest in peace. Also, my personal ability is limited, I really can't help you, please lie here."

After praying, Chongyu stood up. He was going to leave this other courtyard, but he found that this other courtyard had a gate, and there was a lock on the other side of the door, and the lock was full of rust.

After thinking for a while, Chongyu didn't intend to break the lock to attract attention, so he went to the corner again, ready to climb out from the wall.

Chongyu threw his sword over the wall first, and then he started to climb over the wall.

Fortunately, the body of the puppet was excellent in physical fitness, and it was not difficult for Chongyu to turn over, but when he turned over to the wall and sat down, Chongyu fell silent——

There is his sword outside the wall, which is normal.

But his sword, being held in the arms of a white-haired man, is not normal.

The white-haired man was standing on the other side of the wall. He didn't know how long he had been standing here. When Chong Yu turned over, Chong Yu's gaze met the white-haired man's ice-blue pupils.

The white-haired man raised his head and looked at Chongyu who was riding on the wall expressionlessly.

At that moment, Chong Yu deeply realized what it means to be unable to get off a tiger.

How should he explain it?

Compared to Chong Yu's embarrassment, the white-haired man didn't express much. He held the sword, rubbed the blood on the scabbard with his fingers, and asked:

"Why are you here?"

"..."

This familiar tone, this familiar surface is calm and secretly turbulent, instantly reminding Chongyu of his high school class teacher.

Isn't that the way the head teacher lectures?

"I heard you talking just now."

The white-haired man continued to speak expressionlessly, mercilessly piercing Chongyu's attempt to pretend to be dumb.

Chongyu trembled, so he had no choice but to maintain his previous posture, sitting on the wall, not knowing where to put his hands, and answered honestly:

"I don't know, someone brought me here. I also...killed him."

Thinking of this, Chong Yu felt a little melancholy.

This is the first time he has killed a "person" without any psychological burden.

He is really getting used to his identity more and more, and more and more familiar with the cruelty of this world.

Hearing this, the white-haired man seemed to have thought of something, he frowned, and after a while, he loosened his brows and waved to Chongyu:

"Come down."

As if being pardoned, Chong Yu climbed over the wall obediently and stood at the bottom of the wall, looking innocent.

Seeing Chongyu like this, the white-haired man pursed his lips, stepped forward, tied the sword in his arms around Chongyu's waist again, and said in a low voice:

"It's okay... This man is plotting against you, he deserves to die."

Chongyu was once again shocked by the "indulgence" of the white-haired man, so he could only nod indiscriminately.

"I'll take care of it for you."

After fastening his sword, the white-haired man patted Chong Yu's head and said.

"Why are you here?"

Chongyu was not used to the white-haired man's overtures, so he couldn't help asking.

The white-haired man didn't speak, he silently glanced at Chong Yu's shadow.

Chong Yu: "..."

Was this man following him the whole time?

Then those stupid things he did, including getting lost, were also seen by men?

At this moment, Chongyu thought about the possibility of killing the white-haired man here and destroying his corpse.

Perhaps sensing that the atmosphere was not right, the white-haired man sincerely added:

"I only noticed that your position was too far away, and I was afraid that you would get lost, so I rushed here just now."

Chong Yu looked at the white-haired man's expression and saw that he didn't seem angry, so he argued cautiously:

"I couldn't find my way out after taking a shower. Someone brought me here."

"Ah."

Hearing this, there was a faint smile in the eyes of the white-haired man.

Then, he couldn't help but pat Chong Yu's head again.

Chong Yu: "..."

He felt like he was being treated like a child.

The next thing, naturally, should be that Chongyu returned to Yuan Wuxin's side.

It's been so long, Chong Yu guessed that if he didn't go back again, Yuan Wuxin's petty mind would hold grudges again.

Glancing at the white-haired man in front of him, Chongyu felt a little embarrassed, and said to the white-haired man anxiously:

"I... have to go back."

The white-haired man suddenly realized:

"You should go back too."

"Then... how do I go?"

Chong Yu's eyes turned around the white-haired man, and he looked at the road paved with bluestone slabs here, not knowing which direction he should choose.

"Not urgent."

A strange light glides through the blue pupils of the white-haired man,

"Your sanity has recovered better than I imagined...I want to take you for an examination, and Yuan Wuxin will help you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chongyu to say anything, the white-haired man pulled Chongyu over, and then took out a scroll-like thing from his arms, and as soon as he pulled it away, a magic circle quickly unfolded, enveloping the two of them.

After the light dissipated, the barren courtyard was empty again.

As for Chong Yu, he was shocked at first, but then immediately relieved.

He is not an aborigine, and he is not familiar with all kinds of messy spells, magic circles, etc., but he recognized the scroll that the white-haired man took out, and it was very expensive in the game mall!

As expected of a doctor, he is really rich.

Thinking of this, Chong Yu's eyes on the white-haired man changed.

This teammate is more useful than he imagined, and it seems that he has to act immediately.

Traveling through the scroll brought Chongyu back to the flower field of the white-haired man.

Last time, Chongyu woke up on the bed in the cottage, but this time, Chongyu was brought back by the owner of the cottage.

One person, one puppet, entered the thatched hut one by one, and as soon as the hay curtain hung at the door of the hut was lifted, Chongyu had a face-to-face meeting with the half-demon inside the hut;

A puppet and a half-demon were stunned for a moment, and then the half-demon jumped up cheerfully, with a fluffy tail behind its buttocks wagging to the sky:

"Ayu!"

Of course, the half-demon failed to pounce in the end, because the white-haired man waved his hand, and three silk threads appeared out of thin air, dragging the half-demon back to the floor of the thatched cottage, and even posing for the half-demon Eight classics sitting posture.

Seeing that he couldn't move, the half-demon sobbed all of a sudden, and the two ears on top of his head turned into airplane ears.

"When will you change your aggressiveness?"

The white-haired man looked at the half-demon with disgust.

Chong Yu hesitated, "He..."

He thought the white-haired man hated this half-demon, but he didn't expect this white-haired man who seemed so unreasonable to save the half-demon.

"It's just saving a dog."

Facing Chong Yu's suspicious gaze, the white-haired man turned his head away from Chong Yu, and explained casually.

But in the next second, a half-demon with a lack of brain, quickly exposed the white-haired man.

"Ayu, don't you know him?"

The half-demon's eyes were full of tears, and a pair of animal pupils stared at Chongyu closely,

"He's Yi Sheng."

Chong Yu didn't pay attention to what Ban Yao was saying, all his attention was on the two ears on the top of Ban Yao's head.

When the half-demon speaks, the pair of ears will turn back and forth...

Chongyu couldn't help but stepped forward, he walked in front of Banyao, under the sight of Banyao not knowing why, he pinched Banyao's ears with his hands——

It feels the same as the real thing, cool and thin, and when you touch it, your ears tremble, moving back and forth, left and right, trying to break free from Chongyu's hand.

"Ow."

The ear was suddenly touched by Chong Yu, and the half-demon let out a groan, and a blush gradually appeared on his face.

If it weren't for the human form now, I'm afraid the half-demon would lie down on the ground now, showing its belly to Chongyu.

"All right."

The white-haired man called "Yi Sheng" couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped forward, pulled Chong Yu over, and said,

"His wound burst open."

"Well?"

Only then did Chong Yu let go, and after taking a step back, Chong Yu realized that the half-demon had burst open the wound in agitation, and his shoulder was faintly bleeding again, but the half-demon felt no pain at all. Still frantically wagging his tail towards Chongyu.

"Your injury..."

After all, he stabbed the wound of the half-demon, and Chongyu couldn't help but feel a little guilty when he saw that there was no haze on the half-demon's face in front of him.

"It's okay, it's really great to see you again."

The half-demon's eyes are shining,

"I like Ayu, and Yi Sheng."

"doctor?"

At first, Chongyu didn't know what the two words that Banyao said were exactly what they were, and he didn't know what they meant, so he couldn't help laughing.

The white-haired man's name is really funny, how can there be such a homonym?

Isn't the ancient doctor a "doctor"?

This name is really weird, the person who chose this name is really out of his mind.

"why are you laughing?"

When the white-haired man heard the laughter, he turned around and saw Chong Yu laughing, with a surprised expression on his face.

Afterwards, under Chongyu's unclear gaze, the white-haired man grabbed Chongyu's wrist and asked eagerly:

"Do you remember?"

"Gao"

There was a crisp sound, and everyone turned to the source of the sound.

The puppet's arm and wrist, under everyone's gaze, separated again.

Yi Sheng held his severed hand: "..."

It was the first time that Ban Yao saw this kind of scene, and his jaw dropped in shock.

Chongyu was silent for a while, then moved his bare wrist closer to the "doctor", and said embarrassedly:

"Well, I threw my hand out before, maybe when I got it back, I wasn't safe."

The white-haired man, that is, Yi Sheng, looked up at Chong Yu, and said quietly:

"Hands, that's not how you use them."