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[Xing: Confirmed, you are drunk. ]
[Walter: +1]
Cheng Che curled the corner of his mouth and silently put away his phone.
"It seems I need to increase your bounty." After a while, Jing Yuan came back to his senses and cast a deep gaze on Cheng Che. "You can come and go freely in the Prison of Hell. Is there anything you can't go to?"
They all went out to move the mattresses. The magic circle didn't give any warning, and the Cloud Cavalry guarding outside didn't notice it either.
It's not simple.
The blade is locked up here, this new guy...
"That's too much." Cheng Che spread his hands, his eyes extremely innocent, "Please be considerate of the child. He just left home and followed the adults to do things."
Jing Yuan couldn't help but smile, "You are quite skilled."
"Jingyuan, you can leave now." Ren opened his eyelids and looked at Jingyuan, his voice low, "Even though he is an immortal, he is still young, he needs to go to bed early to grow up."
Cheng Che: ???
A question mark popped up on Cheng Che's forehead. He lowered his eyes to look at his legs, then looked at the surrounding environment.
1.9 meters tall, 19 years old, in prison, growing up.
Is it reasonable to put it together?
Jing Yuan pursed his lips and nodded under Cheng Che's puzzled gaze, "That makes sense."
As he spoke, Jing Yuan stood up and walked out of the Prison of Hell, his voice full of emotion, "It seems that I need to open the Poor Observation Formation this time to trick Mr. Hua."
Cheng Che's eyes flickered. He watched Jing Yuan's back disappear and sighed softly. He lay on the mattress, covered with a blanket, and looked at the talisman floating above and asked, "Is the Qiongguan Formation very powerful?"
"Hmm." Ren responded, lying on his back, "Learn from the past and know the future, and illuminate the dark."
"There are no lies under the Qiongguan formation."
Cheng Che nodded, suddenly turned over and squatted beside Ren.
"What?" Blade raised his eyebrows, "Planning to escape from prison?"
"Let me remove the handcuffs for you..." Cheng Che took out a screwdriver and took out the introductory book on divination that he had just sneaked out to buy. "I'm not sure if I can remove them, but I can learn."
blade:……
Do you still want to do it if you really discredit Luofu?
but……
Ren glanced at the ten newly added magic circles above, and sneered as his chest shook.
The shackles were not necessarily that profound, and the means to prevent him from escaping from prison were still within the magic formation of the prison.
The metal tool hit the shackles on the wrists, and the new colleague squatted beside him to remove the handcuffs.
Ren lay on his back on the narrow mattress with a thin blanket draped over his waist.
After a while, Ren frowned slightly and whispered, "How do you understand the word price?"
Hearing this, Cheng Che paused what he was doing.
Chapter 144 Why does the pot fly?
"do not know."
In the silence, Cheng Che loosened his hands and removed the shackles that were bound around Ren's wrists.
He squatted beside Ren's bed and recalled carefully, "Maybe I am too shallow, or maybe I am too young. I am not yet at the age where I can understand these two words."
Having said that, Cheng Che threw the shackles aside and went back to lie down on his bunk.
He lay on his side, his eyes fixed on the blade.
"Whether it's hurting or killing people, what burden does it have on you?" Ren was silent for a moment and tilted his head slightly.
Cheng Che lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "I don't feel any burden, I have always known that I am a pervert."
More exciting, more thrilling.
Walking on the fine line between sanity and loss of control, that looming feeling of being on the verge of losing control is so fresh.
Cheng Che knew from the moment he became conscious that he was not a normal human being.
Ren frowned, closed his eyes and said nothing.
Good boy, he is much crazier than me.
At least I didn't have such perverted thoughts when I was nineteen.
"Go to bed early." Cheng Che turned over, turned on the alarm on his phone, and sighed while hugging the quilt. "I have to go out to find food tomorrow morning."
blade:……
Ren looked at Cheng Che with deep eyes, and finally couldn't help but speak, "Can't you show some respect to Luo Fu?"
Although he himself didn't respect him much, Cheng Che was a little too disrespectful.
"I'm just going out to buy breakfast. It's not like I won't be back..." Cheng Che closed his eyes and sighed softly, "I respect you very much."
Cheng Che pressed his palm under the pillow, rubbing the white mask under the pillow with his fingertips, and sighed heavily in his heart.
First of all, is he an immortal? Why is he said to be the envoy of abundance?
The system died too early, it might be the system's fault.
Secondly...
Cheng Che closed his eyes and called softly in his heart.
It may not be easy for Ah Ha who always wants to cheat on his girlfriend. There are many ways to have fun. Watching himself being shot to death by a hunting arrow may be another kind of fun.
“Ahaha——”
A laughing voice sounded in the darkness, and masks of various shapes appeared at some point, clattering into each other.
Cheng Che sighed, blinking his eyes and observing the darkness behind the mask, "Let's chat for a while, Boss."
"Aha, I'm the boss?" A masked man came over, shaking his head, and the gender of the man could not be discerned from his voice.
Cheng Che nodded, "Boss, can you explain this to me?"
At this point, Cheng Che raised his hand and pinched his thumb and index finger to form a short distance, "Just a little bit."
Ahaha: ...
Ah Ha observed Cheng Che without saying a word, only his mask trembled.
Cheng Che blinked and turned his head.
A shrunken universe appeared between the fingertips, as if to express the dissatisfaction of a certain star god.
"I really can't repair the Yuanbi this time..." Cheng Che sighed, sitting cross-legged in the darkness, holding his chin with both hands, "Is destiny a career as I understand it? It's different from faith..."
"Is it like the Eye of the Wind Element God is in a country other than Mondstadt?"
"The immortal species will transform into a demonic body. Can it turn me into a normal person?"
"Can you gossip about the feud between Fengzao and Patrol?"
"Where are you? No, where are you?"
At this point, Cheng Che raised his head and asked, "Where's the mask?"
It was dark, and the various masks that were swaying in the darkness just now disappeared.
Cheng Che narrowed his eyes, "Scum God, you don't cherish it after you get it."
Cheng Che rubbed his face and stood up. "Seeing the scumbag and the scumbag God laugh is more painful than killing me, but I won't feel uncomfortable."
The man's figure disappeared into the darkness, and a number of different masks emerged. "Ah? Ha——"
"Eh? You can't laugh?!"
An expression that seemed to be neither smiling nor crying appeared on the mask, and he seemed to be very aggrieved. "嘤——I can't laugh——"
Without exception, the masks changed into crying expressions, but the voices echoed in the dark space with crazy laughter, "Hahahahahahahahahaha—I still can't laugh—呤—"
……
The sky brightened, but the prison was still dark. Only the sound of the alarm clock seemed to indicate that it was past bedtime.
Cheng Che turned over and put his contact lenses back on while rubbing his eyes.
Ren had woken up at some point and was sitting on the mattress, not playing with his phone, just in a daze.
The man glanced at Cheng Che and said coldly, "I heard that a pot of boiling goat milk flew away for some reason early in the morning."
Cheng Che: ...
"Why would the pot fly?" Cheng Che's eyes flashed with confusion, as if he couldn't understand it. "The pot...even if it flew, it wouldn't make such a big noise, right?"
Cheng Che turned his head and looked in the direction of the exit, his eyes confused.
The noise was so chaotic that one could hear it even in the prison.
"It's really not important that the pot flew away, it's just a rumor in the streets at most." At this point, Ren showed a half-smile on his face, raised his chin and looked at Cheng Che, "But the pot finally fell on Jianmu."
Carrying a whole pot of floating goat milk, it passed through layers of blockades and smashed it on Jianmu's head.
That scene...
It’s spectacular just thinking about it.
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che was startled, then he took out his cell phone from under the pillow, "Wait a minute, let me listen to the recording."
Listen to the curse yesterday...
and many more……
Cheng Che raised his eyes, "Jianmu is related to the power of abundance, right?"
"Yeah." Ren nodded, looking down at the bandage on his palm, "No need to listen to the recording. After all, the blame that was forcibly put on you has to be taken back, right?"
He had been thinking about it for the whole morning, but still couldn't figure out the operating principle of Cheng Che's Crow Mouth.