"You are here to fish for pearls," Yu Xing understood clearly. His blue eyes glanced lightly, and the outer circles of his eyes faintly oozed ice color, and his field of vision suddenly changed.
Under his gaze, the beautiful pearl suddenly had an extra pupil, and traces of red blood appeared around it.
His pupils turned, and he was... staring at him quietly.
Yu Xing: "Hey."
Yiqing: "Huh?"
One person and one ghost spoke at the same time.
Yu Xing: "What the hell is this?"
Yiqing: "What additional functions do your eyes have?"
"..."
Yiqing decided to answer first: "This sea is too dead. It happened that a bone burial ground was formed around the Dead Silence Island. This pearl was bred in the bone burial ground, and the clam that gave birth to it transformed into an eyelid... It
Of course it's the eyeball. I call it 'Youyan', isn't it a nice name?"
Yu Xing thought about it and praised directly: "It's up to you to choose a name. So what's the use of this thing?"
"It's a great tonic for ghosts like us." Yiqing finally smiled again, which showed that this topic made him very happy. "Wait until I absorb it, or make it into a bead pendant that will never leave my body.
Within a period of time, today’s losses will be fully recovered, which is more than enough.”
No matter what, Yiqing is always so reliable and doesn't let others worry, so he can take good care of himself.
Yu Xing closed his abnormal perspective and saw Yi Qing's face full of interest, almost wanting to dig out his eyes and compare them with the pearl in his hand.
He seemed very curious.
"...This was accidentally made after I integrated the power of the curse. Protecting my eyesight starts with me." Yu Xing shrugged, "Anyway, it's better than nothing, but I'm not used to this color."
Personally, he still prefers dark eyes.
Yiqing nodded thoughtfully: "But it's very beautiful, suitable for digging out as a family heirloom. Carlos's green eyes are also..."
Yu Xing glanced at him: "Your eyes are still blue, why don't you dig them out and appreciate them yourself?"
Yiqing blinked and pretended not to hear.
He coughed twice while covering his chest, his face became even paler, and his tone suddenly became weak: "Injured people cannot withstand verbal stimulation. I advise you to be nicer to me."
"Then you go into the dagger to recuperate, how about you get better faster?" Yu Xing didn't accept his trick.
"Forget it then. I've finally waited for you to come here. Isn't it torture to leave me alone again?" Yi Qing shook his head decisively, "I will follow you no matter how you plan to go back."
I really don’t know how this guy could endure living in a coffin and lying alone with his body for so many years.
Yu Xing was just trying to scare him. He planned to find all his sacrifices on Dead Silence Island, and if he got the sacrifices left by others, he would take them with him.
He is different from the deducer who was teleported away by the system.
The system has restrictions, so the deducers cannot take away the sacrifices that do not belong to them, but now that he has a free identity, he can take away the bricks from the Dead Island, let alone the sacrifices.
When you've picked up almost everything, teleport back to the world of the hotel, and let Kalodi build a teleportation array leading to reality.
If Yiqing doesn't want to stay in the dagger, it doesn't matter if he just follows him to the hotel. Anyway, the hotel is full of weird-looking people. The boss Daisy is well-informed, so it won't be a problem to take in one more temporary tenant.
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Yu Xing told Yi Qing the next plan, and Yi Qing was naturally very happy. There is no happier news than getting a way to leave.
The next day, Yu Xing searched everywhere in the ruins.
He first retrieved the acting qualification certificate from the ruins of the school, which was indeed not taken away by Zhao Mou, and looked at the ruins of the school and pondered for a while.
The Dead Island was destroyed, and the school copy was gone, so where did the class that kept reincarnating go?
There is also a boy who has endured many years of bullying alone, and a girl who has just woken up and is full of energy.
If the school is the same as the hotel, the class should have returned to its original world.
Yu Xing was not sure, so he thought to himself for a while, then chuckled, turned around and left.
He sensed a slightly familiar sacrifice in another ruins not far away. It had Zhao Mou's aura on it. It seemed to be Zhao Mou's fox cane?
…
long after several worlds have passed
…
real world.
The spring was cold, and the spring wind in February was freezing. A pair of hands picked up the flower pots on the balcony and moved them into the house, for fear that the delicate plants would freeze to death in the wind.
The man in his mid-twenties had a handsome face. He wore a pair of elegant glasses on the bridge of his nose, which weakened the sharp lines. His forehead hair was pulled back casually, which diluted the original elite temperament and revealed a trace of calmness at home.
.
"Dong dong dong."
Someone knocked on the door.
The man bent down and placed the flower pot on the floor in the corner of the living room. He gently stroked the leaves with his fingers, then stood up and opened the door.
Standing outside the door was a handsome young man who seemed to be afraid of the cold. He also wore a fluffy cashmere scarf around his neck. When the door opened, the young man raised his eyebrows and shouted crisply: "Brother Zhao, good afternoon!"
"Zhang Yu." There was no surprise in Zhao Mou's tone, as if he already knew who was standing outside. He was gentle and gentle when calling his name, hiding his fox-like cunning temperament.
He smiled and looked at Zhang Yu: "What's the matter?"
"Ah, it's okay, Ran Ran made some dumplings and thought about giving some to you." The young man scratched his head, grinned, raised his hand to pick up the packed dumplings, and said half sincerely, half showing off, "It's delicious.
"
"Thank you Zeng Ranran for me." Zhao Mou nodded politely, took the bag of dumplings, and said as if casually, "Is there a share for you, Sister Qu?"
"Isn't Sister Qu out of town!? She's back?" Zhang Yu asked in surprise, "It's over, I didn't do her part, I only did yours and Brother Zhao's, eh... Isn't Brother Zhao here?"
"Well, he and Carlos went into the deduction." Zhao Mou looked down at the dumplings and curled his lips, "But your sister Qu will be back in a while, so she can eat Ajiu's share."
After chatting casually with Zhang Yu for a few more words, Zhang Yu went back to the ground floor where he lived.
Zhang Yu and Zeng Ranran were a newlywed couple brought back from Fuhua Market by Yu Xing and Qu Nianqing. They couldn't talk at all when they first came here, but now they have grown up.
Zhao Mou sighed for a while, closed the door, and walked straight to the cabinet in the living room.
The countertop of this cabinet is clean, with only one spiritual tablet placed on it, and a small incense burner in front of the tablet.
No matter who it is, anyone who enters the living room can see this tablet at a glance, it is very conspicuous.
The spiritual tablet is crudely made, with a few words engraved on it
[Where did Yu Xing's death go to commemorate the tombstone]
There is no incense in the incense burner, but it is used as a sugar container with a handful of star candies sprinkled in it.
Even Zhao Yijiu likes to pick one up and play with it, and the same goes for Carlos who comes to their room to play from time to time.
Zhao Mou touched a piece of candy, peeled it off and ate it, put the dumpling in front of the spiritual tablet, smiled at the spiritual tablet and said, "Tsk, it's just to commemorate your first anniversary. I'll eat dumplings with Qu tonight, and you won't have a share."
He was used to talking to this small sign that was modeled after a deceased person's tablet whenever he had nothing to do.
At first, I was angry that the other party had not come back after two months of promising, and a vague fear and worry quietly sprouted and grew in my heart.
Later, Zhao Yijiu said coldly: "If he doesn't come back, consider him dead. Let's build a monument to commemorate him."
Qu Xianqing was also a genius. He actually brought back a crudely made small spiritual tablet that day and joked: "Put it in the most conspicuous place. Let's worship it every day so that Yu Xing can feel everyone's grievances."
So after Carlos's "magic" transformation, the Xiaoling tablet became an interactive decoration.
"Hey, when are you going to come back? You're just a hands-off shopkeeper. If you continue like this, I will disband Po Jing." Zhao Mouqu flicked the spirit card with his finger and said in a mocking tone.
The next second he took back his hand, the spiritual tablet fell down.
Zhao Mou: "...?"
Conflict?
No...wait...
He remembered Carlos saying that this spiritual tablet would never fall over no matter how hard it was pushed. Only when Yu Xing came back, the spiritual tablet would fall down with a "chirp", trying to destroy evidence of his own guilt.
Zhao Mou stood up straight in an instant, took out the altar and began to divine.
The divination lines made his eyes slowly brighten, and when he saw the final result, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The hexagrams showed that Yu Xing had indeed returned to them with a high probability.
However, his current exact location is "close to relatives", that is to say, he is near the people closest to the fortune teller Zhao Mou.
The person closest to him is of course Zhao Yijiao, his younger brother.
But the problem is...Zhao Yijiu is now in the deduction game.
Zhao Mou fell into deep thought.
Is it possible that Yu Xing went directly to the deduction where Ah Jiu is now!?
