The moment the other party's voice fell, Dong Gua woke up like a dream, shaking his legs, turned around and wanted to run.
But his body was too cumbersome, and after only two steps, he tripped over something cluttered under his feet, and fell to the ground.
Another thin and tall man has been frightened and his legs have weakened. He fell to the ground and stared at the scene in front of him.
Ye Jia unhurriedly approached each other.
"Don't! Don't!!" Dong Gu screamed in horror: "Brother ace! If you have something to say! I, I am also forced to make a living!"
"Forcing to make a living?" Ye Jia stopped and tilted his head suspiciously: "As far as I know, reselling cursed items in the game is not something that people who are forced to make a living can do?"
That's right, it's not the first time this guy has done something like this.
Dong Gua is a player.
He accidentally got a special ability in the game that can defend against the curse of all items, so his mind began to go wrong. He collected all kinds of insidious cursed items in the game, and then attacked his teammates. After the other party dies, he will take the other party's points as his own, and sometimes he will re-sell the cursed items he has obtained to players with bad intentions, and use this to earn extra points.
Relying on this skill, Dong Gua has been smooth sailing—until he and Ye Jia performed the same dungeon.
At that time, the name ace had become the object that many players were chasing after, so Ye Jia bought the props with hidden codes before entering the dungeon.
Before entering the dungeon, all players can see other players who have teamed up with them. The points of these players are arranged in descending order. Although ace's name is not displayed on the leaderboard, according to his points Still at the top of the list.
In the game, as long as you kill a player, you can occupy all his points.
Therefore, Dong Gua stared at Ye Jia.
He repeated his old tricks and tried to use the cursed item to kill the opponent again, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate.
No one knew what ace did after he was caught out. They only knew that from that day on, Dong Gu washed his hands with gold and never dared to resell any cursed item. Solve curses to earn extra money.
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at the pile of stuff in the whole room, and chuckled:
"After the game crashes, you're a duck to water."
All the other ghosts and players ran out, only Dong Gua seized the business opportunity and began to sell things from the game to the real world.
Dong Gua's face was pale, and his fat face was full of ingratiating smiles: "Big, big brother, I am too, helpless, you know how bad the world is now, I have been in the game for so many years. , When I go outside, my ID card is gone, and my skills are also useless. If I don't rely on this, how can I make a living!"
Ye Jia's voice did not fluctuate:
"But how do I think that you can earn a lot of money?"
The little black hand grabbed Ye Jia's shoulder and reached out, glanced in the direction of the table, and took a deep breath:
"Fuck, really!"
It said indignantly, "And it makes more money than you!"
Ye Jia: "..."
It doesn't have to be so frustrating.
He pressed the little black hand back with a blank expression, then lifted his foot and stepped on Dong Gu's knee, exerting merciless force under his feet, and the other's kneecap made a sour rubbing sound under his feet.
"Ahhh!!" Dong Gua screamed: "Please! I, I don't dare! I don't dare anymore!"
"I have taken all of your things." Ye Jia pointed to a circle of cursed items around him, and then without changing his face, he stomped on the same place again: "And you go to that administration and surrender yourself, listen to Reached?"
Dong Gua's fat and swollen face trembled, nodding desperately with a wailing: "Yes yes yes!"
Behind Ye Jia, a shrill and resentful scream suddenly sounded: "No!!!!"
The tall and thin man didn't know when he got up, staring at the person in front of him with a pair of red bloodshot eyes, holding a huge mirror in his hand, and slammed it down at Ye Jia: "No People can stop me from making money!! No one!!”
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes sharply.
The fingertips moved slightly, and the huge sickle stretched out from his palm, and the white and snowy light flashed in the dim room. In the next second, there was only a clatter, and the sound of the mirror shattering sounded, and countless fragments seemed like stars. The shards fell with a thud.
The tall, thin man stood panting, his face slightly contorted, his eyes bloodshot, and his palms were still trembling slightly.
The next second, the young man in front of him shook his body.
"Hehe, hehehehe..." The tall and thin man let out a nervous laugh.
"I was so proud just now, let's see who knows who will get the last one?" His expression was a little crazy: "No one, no one can stop me from making money!"
The young man fell into the shards of stars on the ground.
"No—" Dong Gua's pupils tightened, and he shouted in despair.
The tall and thin man just recovered from the intense emotions just now. He turned his head, looked at Dong Gua suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong? Is this mirror important?"
Strangely, Dong Gua looked more flustered than when he was downwind before, his face was as pale and stiff as melted wax, his eyes were shaking frantically, and he stumbled up from the ground, saliva pouring out of him. The corners of his mouth splattered: "Do you know what the fuck you did!"
He rushed towards the door with the fastest speed, as if there was some kind of abyss behind him.
The tall and thin man was still out of the situation: "What's the matter? This person has passed out, what are you afraid of..."
Before he could finish speaking, the next word was stuck in his throat.
The temperature of the air around him dropped rapidly, and in an instant, it changed from the sweltering heat in the midsummer to the icy cold in the twelfth winter in the winter. , evil and terrifying, like a beast that was released from a cage, unscrupulously showing its power and terror to the surrounding.
Dong Gua had already rushed to the door, holding the doorknob and shaking frantically, making a "bang bang bang bang" sound.
However, the doorknob didn't move.
- It's been useless so far.
He leaned against the door with his back on the door, his face was like golden paper, and he slowly slid on the ground, muttering, "It's over, it's over, it's over..."
The tall and thin man stared at the young man who had lost consciousness and the terrifying shadow that gradually expanded behind him, and asked tremblingly:
"This, what is this..."
He looked at Dong Gua absentmindedly and said, "Yes, is that the mirror? What's inside?"
His voice awakened Dong Gua, Dong Gua raised his head and looked viciously at the tall and thin man not far away, the expression on his face became extremely terrifying under the influence of despair and fear: "Mirror? Mirror! "
That is an ordinary mirror spirit. It can pull people into the wonderful dream world it creates, leaving people in a state of unpreparedness and weakness—in the game, for other ordinary players, it can be regarded as an existence like a killer. .
But not for ace.
Absolutely not.
There was only one monster in the entire room.
That was the young man in deep sleep in front of them.
Dong Gua spit all over, and roared piercingly: "Do you think I have never dealt with him! Do you think I have never tried to deal with him with those things!!"
It was because he tried it that he was so terrified.
- No one knows what happened that day, so Dong Gua has to wash his hands in a golden pot from now on.
Even after rumors spread that ace had successfully cleared the game and left the game, he didn't dare to go back to his old business.
In fact, it was because he knew how terrifying monsters were locked in this young man's seemingly thin body.
Everyone said that ace was ruthless, powerful, invincible, and there was no dungeon he couldn't conquer.
But only Dong Gua knew that, compared to his waking consciousness, he was more unwilling to face the ace after losing consciousness.
It was a terrifying beast that hunted purely by instinct, with only a pure and violent desire to destroy, craving blood, death, killing, and eating.
Dong Gu closed his eyes in despair.
Now he might really be planted here.
Suddenly, without warning, an unfamiliar aura invaded into this space shrouded in terrifying ghostly aura.
Like Moses dividing the sea, the figure of a man suddenly appeared in the small room and walked towards them.
"This...!" Dong Gu's eyes widened in shock, and a ray of hope burned in his eyes: "Save..."
However, before his voice came out, it was blocked deep in his throat.
The man in front of him didn't give any of his attention at all. Those scarlet eyes fixedly stared at the young man who fell on the ground not far away, as if his heart was full of eyes and the whole world was occupied, and he could no longer give up any energy. Pay attention to the world around you.
—However, the reason why Dong Gu lost his voice was not because of this.
Instead, he suddenly realized that when the man walked into the attack area of ace, the originally cold, aggressive ghost had no response to the intruder in front of him, as if he was already familiar with the existence of the person in front of him. similar.
What's even more terrifying is that the breaths of the two people blended strangely, and it seemed to have a terrible sense of harmony.
Dong Gu suddenly had a cold sweat on his back and closed his mouth tightly.
He has been crawling and rolling for so long, and the reason why he was able to save his life in the game of ghosts and monsters is all because of his precise vision.
- Only monsters can live in harmony with monsters.
Ji Xuan approached slowly, bent down, and gently embraced the unconscious Ye Jia into his arms.
The use of blood mirrors is limited.
In fact, the mirror image made with blood can only barely distinguish the figure of the other party. At most, it can only be enough for the blood Gu fish to track the approximate location of the other party, but cannot show the complete appearance of the other party. The worst thing is that a drop of blood tops Can be used up to six times.
So for the week, he did nothing, waiting patiently for their reunion today.
But after the day came, the ghost reported that it had not contacted the other party.
So, Ji Xuan used the blood mirror to check, but saw the moment the other party fell.
Since he can remember, no one except the person in front of him can make him feel so strong. The heart that has been silent in his chest for a long time seems to be caught by thin threads as sharp as a knife, tightening mercilessly until he suffocates. The panic-like infiltration spread to the fingertips.
At that moment, no matter what plan or conspiracy it was, it was instantly placed second.
Ji Xuan lowered his head and stared deeply at the young man sleeping in his arms.
- Until this time, when he put the youth's body into his chest, he finally felt relieved again.
A light sigh overflowed from his throat, and his scarlet eyes narrowed contentedly, as if he had made himself whole again at the moment of hugging the other person.
Ji Xuan traced the other's face with his eyes, and his cold, pale fingers carefully rubbed the other's chin, outlining the delicate outline like a treasure.
He had wanted to do it since the first moment we met.
God knows how much willpower he used to restrain his impulse.
- Take your time, don't rush.
Ji Xuan looked at the young man in his arms, and the suppressed emotions in his scarlet eyes finally unabashedly released.
Deep and explicit, without reservation.
The desire of pure evil thoughts rolled and restless in his eyes, like a dark fire, burning all the time, urging and tempting him to do more extreme behavior.
If only I could eat this man.
From bones to flesh and blood, chew and swallow them little by little, so that you no longer need to worry about the other party leaving you.
They will never be apart.
Ji Xuan took a deep breath, looked away with difficulty, and tried his best to suppress his dark and vicious desires.
He lowered his eyes, his eyes swept across the remaining mirror fragments on the ground, and then raised his eyebrows somewhat unexpectedly.
... Mirror Spirit
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Ye Jia stood in the bustling street, the people around him hurried past him, and only he stood still as if he was the mainstay.
He knows exactly where he is now.
The one that was closed in the mirror just now was probably the mirror spirit.
It can create illusions and show what a person wants most—whether it is power, fame, beauty, or money and wealth, all can be obtained. It can make people indulge in their own desires and gradually forget their true past. , until it is completely engulfed by this world.
If you want to leave, you must find Jingling's true body.
It will transform into someone, it may be someone close to you, or it may be just a passerby, or even an animal.
Only by killing the mirror spirit can the illusion be broken.
Ye Jia looked at the endless crowd in front of him, and was a little worried about where to start.
"... Ye Jia?" A familiar voice sounded behind him.
Ye Jia turned his head and saw that Cheng Cezhi was standing behind him, looking at himself in surprise:
"Why don't you go home after get off work, what are you doing standing here?"
Ye Jia asked calmly, "Do you know where my home is?"
"Of course." Cheng Cezhi smiled heartily: "We happen to be in the same community, do you need me to give you a ride?"
Ye Jia pondered for two seconds and agreed.
Although the mirror spirit may be any creature, according to his experience, this cunning monster likes to pretend to be the most important person who is the victim. The best way now is to hold still and wait for the changes.
Cheng Cezhi said a lot, and under Ye Jia's clever clichés, he quickly took out his information in this virtual world.
From childhood to adulthood, I was able to get into colleges and universities with stable performance in the college entrance examination, and then came to this company through school recruitment.
This year is the fifth year of work. I just finished a project today. The people in the group were going to have a celebration banquet, but they were rejected by Ye Jia.
Cheng Cezhi looked over from the rearview mirror and said with a smile:
"Brother Ye is really a rare good man at home."
Ye Jia didn't answer, just narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head to look at the neon lights rushing past the window.
The destination is coming soon.
Ye Jia unexpectedly discovered that this is the community where he is now living.
Cheng Cezhi put him down, and then said goodbye hurriedly: "See you tomorrow, Brother Ye!"
Ye Jia looked up at the familiar residential building in front of him, and then stepped inside.
When he got out of the elevator, it was his own floor.
But before Ye Jia reached out and took out the key from his pocket, the door opposite his house suddenly opened, and a voice sounded behind him: "Xiao Jia? Why did you come back so late?"
Ye Jia's hand holding the key froze and did not look back.
Until the other party's soft hand fell on his shoulder: "What's the matter?"
Ye Jia put the key back in his pocket and turned around as usual: "...It's nothing."
The woman in front of her was not tall, her hair was silver, and her face was lean. Even now, she could see how cheerful and savage she was when she was young. She glanced at Ye Jia angrily, and reprimanded not very seriously: "I came back so late. Don't know what to say? We can't wait, hurry up, and dinner will be cold."
Ye Jia followed her into the opposite room.
There were four or five familiar faces sitting at the table, and the table was full of hearty meals. They were all smiling, and when they saw Ye Jia, they shouted at the same time, "Happy birthday!"
The furnishings in the room are warm and lifelike, filling the small space to the fullest.
Whether it is a photo or a decoration, it is the same as the picture in the long-term memory.
Ye Jia stood in the center of the room, his eyes cold.
His fingertips rubbed lightly, habitually.
- This mirror spirit is courting death.
His mother sat down at the table and called, "Sit down, what are you waiting for?"
Ye Jia turned his head and smiled softly: "Come on."
He walked to the table and pulled out the chair, but before he sat down, the huge crescent-shaped sickle was like a icy light, cutting the air in an instant and retracting it into his palm.
However, the blade seemed to cut through the phantom in the water, not touching the real feeling at all.
The Mirror Spirit is not among these illusions.
Ye Jia lightly "tsk" - this one is quite cunning.
His mother smiled at him: "What's wrong? Why don't you sit?"
At that moment, the face of the other party overlapped with his memory, stained with blood, pale and gray, and lost his life. Those godless eyes stared at him, and his stiff lips were half-open, like the silent and cold breath of death.
Ye Jia lowered his eyes and sat down on the opened chair:
"Just a little tired today."
Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.
"I'm coming." Mother was as restless as she remembered. She wiped her hands on her apron, stood up neatly, and walked quickly to the door.
The yellowish light of the corridor shone in and fell on her.
Mother laughed: "Xiao Xuan, are you here?"
Ye Jia was stunned and raised his head. In his memory, there was no one named Xiaoxuan.
I saw a black-haired, black-eyed woman walk in. She was wearing a little yellow duck's heat-insulating gloves, holding a pot of steaming stew, pursed her lips and smiled shyly: "Mom, let me Let, be careful of getting burned."
She is slender, her legs are straight, and her facial features are meticulous and beautiful.
"Why are you being polite?" Mother dragged out a chair again, and placed it right next to Ye Jia: "I still use you to cook when I go to my mother's house for dinner?"
Xiaoxuan blinked and smiled:
"Isn't this busy as usual? I just have time this time, so I'll do it by the way."
She glanced at Ye Jia with anger and resentment: "Otherwise, what if Brother Jia goes out to find someone else to eat?"
Ye Jia's hand holding the chopsticks froze slightly: "..."
Now he has guessed it.
Is this Jingling sick? It's okay to engage in illusions, but by the way, is she a matchmaker
An unpalatable meal passed quickly.
Ye Jia absentmindedly listened to the group of people in the fantasy world chattering, turned his head and looked out of the dark window.
The night has come, and the lights are quietly lit, bright and distant, and the real one can hardly be seen as a virtual fantasy.
Ye Jia retracted his gaze.
His "wife" was saying goodbye to the others with a smile, and then turned to look at him: "Go? Go home."
Ye Jia nodded and stood up.
As soon as he stood up, he realized that there seemed to be something wrong. Ye Jia was stunned, turned his head and glanced at the slim "wife" beside him.
Perhaps because of his shapely body, he didn't notice that the other party was so tall just now.
It wasn't until he stood up that he realized that his wife seemed to be a few centimeters taller than him.
The others seemed to have come to understand the height difference between the two, and they said goodbye warmly.
Ye Jia and Xiao Xuan walked towards their home one after the other.
Going through the corridor and opening the door, it is the house where he lives in reality now.
Looking at the tall woman in front of him, Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and his fingertips flickered a little.
Although he said that Jingling should not be so stupid, it is still good to be foolproof.
However, before he could make a move, the woman in front of him suddenly turned around and pressed him without warning.
Ye Jia was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a while.
The woman's beautiful brows lost their previous docility, but instead looked sharp and aggressive, and she kissed them directly.
Her lips were very thin, not soft, but as cold as a cold-blooded animal, and pressed against Ye Jia's lips undeniably.
Ye Jia: "!!!"
He was pushed back and staggered a few steps before he was caught off guard, his back slammed against the closed door, making a "dong" sound.
The kiss was intense and strong, full of possessiveness, as if it was going to eat him.
Ye Jia's mind was a little down.
When he came back to his senses, he noticed that the other party was clinging to the curve of his body, tight and firm, leaving no gap, almost suffocating.
Ye Jia was stiff all over, turned his head in embarrassment to avoid the lips that the other party continued to kiss, and stretched out his hand against the other party's shoulder:
"wait wait wait!"
Xiaoxuan narrowed her eyes, her long and narrow eyes were dark and deep, her long, cold, dark hair flowed down and fell on her shoulders. She raised her dark red lips like a soul-sucking ghost: "Husband, what's wrong?"
She got closer again, her pale and slender fingers fell on Ye Jia's chest, unbuttoning each other's buttons one by one.
With a hoarse smile in his voice: "Don't be shy."
"No..." Ye Jia frowned, hurriedly held the hand that the other party wanted to continue, and stopped the other party's movements: "I... you don't... "
He took a deep breath, calmed down, and then hurriedly pushed the other party away:
"I'm tired."
"Really?" Xiaoxuan sighed regretfully, her dark black eyes slowly moved down, her eyes wandered over his exposed half of his chest and collarbone, hot, as if it would burn at the moment of touching it.
A gleam of dark red light flashed quickly at the bottom of her lowered eyes.
It was like a flash of fire ignited in the abyss, flickering with the desire to eat people.
Under that kind of sight, Ye Jia was extremely uncomfortable.
For some reason, he always felt that the other party seemed to be able to strip him naked with his eyes.
However, in the next second, Xiao Xuan calmly retracted her gaze, the aggression she showed just now was hidden by her, and she smiled softly: "If that's the case, why don't you go to bed earlier tonight?"
"I'll go get you a hot glass of milk."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked gracefully towards the kitchen.
Ye Jia stood in the empty living room, took several deep breaths, and finally pulled himself back from the state of being overwhelmed just now.
He raised his hand, touched his lips hesitantly, and gasped in a "hiss".
Pain, heat, swelling.
It must have been bitten and bleeding.
There was the sound of fire coming from the kitchen, the milk was bubbling and a sweet fragrance spread slowly.
Ye Jia pursed his lips that were still aching, and looked in the direction of the kitchen uncertainly.
Through the translucent partition, you can see the busy back of the other party, which is extraordinarily quiet and beautiful under the shadow of the night, full of fireworks. Clearly his favorite scene.
- If you can ignore the bite wound on the corner of your mouth.
It stands to reason that the illusions presented by the mirror spirit are the deepest and real desires in a person's heart.
Ye Jia frowned and began to doubt life.
No, won't it
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