That is a very beautiful monster, Zhong Cheng thought.
It exudes the scent of a sharp blade, and its appearance is much more ferocious and regular than the dog in the underground.
It, no, he knelt quietly in the center of the village, covered in countless dull-colored seals.
Embroidery, shackles, wooden talismans, jade pieces, and various spiritual seals were stacked one on top of the other. They covered the huge monster like layers of mottled red yarn, covering most of its body.
But their texture is strange, not like foreign objects, with the texture of flesh and keratin, as if they grew out of themselves.
The monster's upper body still retained some human structure, and the hanging "red gauze" covered his "waist and abdomen", hiding the head and trunk underneath.
The red veil was not smooth skin—hundreds of human arms stretched out from under the red veil. They were slender, pale, and covered with scars. The fingers at the end of the arms were much longer than those of ordinary people, and had sharp black nails.
At this moment, they were digging into the ground, trembling violently, and only one of them was curled up tightly on his chest.
From the waist down to the base of his arms, his skin gradually turned into a void-like pitch-black color, submerged in layers of piled-up red gauze.
The red gauze that sealed it spread out in all directions, and underneath it kept surging, with countless sharp spikes of unknown structure sticking out. The edge of the red gauze was right under Zhong Chengshuo's feet, and he could clearly see the tiny thing underneath.
Kong Wanqing exploded on the spot after looking directly at Yin Ren, obviously suffering from consequences more serious than cerebral hemorrhage.
Yin Ren is likely to be an exceptionally powerful and fierce demon.
Countless wings rubbed lightly, reaching out in all directions like a tide, making a silky sound.
Li Nian had specifically emphasized this to him during the previous visit to Shi'an's underground cave.
The monster's skin felt warm to the touch, hot even.
"I'm here to pick you up, Yin Ren." Yin Ren heard, tasted, and smelled a voice.
The scent of Zhong Chengshuo stopped in front of him, only Zhong Chengshuo.
His thoughts were disrupted by the stormy emotions. The evil power in his body lost its order and became chaotic, emitting a violent and almost poisonous violence. The violence triggered his instinctive fear, and Yin Ren's thoughts became even more fragmented.
From the moment he woke up from the seal, he began to suppress his power. He never... never became his full ferocious self.
That person is very calm, he will make the right conclusion - take the members of Group 9 away and stay away from this place. Even Yin Ren himself is confused about the current situation, and there is no information for Zhong Cheng to speculate...
Maybe there is no difference between him and Guo Wei.
Under the red veil, they twitched and trembled in pain.
Something was solidifying inside him, something was dying. In a violent loss of control, like a larva turning into a moth, his body was undergoing some ominous transformation.
Yin Ren suddenly understood the madness of the evil spirits back then—his feelings were all wrong, his negative emotions were completely out of control, and his thoughts were like a small boat in a storm. It seemed that his thoughts were no longer his own, and the whole world had become a pot of painful porridge.
He walked straight to one of the giant hands and patted Yin Ren's fingers: "Yin Ren."
They were inky black, irregular in structure, and had fleshy "feathers". These wings seemed to have melted due to the high temperature, sticking to each other, with a flowing texture like oil, and were filled with twisted unknown runes.
At this moment, he was frantically suppressing his own strength so as not to affect the surroundings. Without a doubt, this was Yin Ren's style.
Zhong Cheng said that we should escape. Yin Ren thought vaguely in endless pain.
Even if Zhong Cheng said that he "liked him", he would never be overwhelmed by such feelings...
Swish, swish.
Even after such a short while, Zhong Cheng could find that Yin Ren was still "swelling".
[If a non-scientific person directly observes the evil spirit, he will lose his ability to think at best, or die from a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot at worst.]
The bulge on the head under the red veil tilted slightly, facing the direction of Zhong Cheng's words.
Zhong Cheng said to look away, he took off his glasses and put them carefully into his pocket.
Around him, the mountain village was vaguely visible in the thick fog, and the marching team of evil creatures kept circling around him. The blue and red lights circled around him, and Yin Ren was exactly at the center of the circle.
Is it because of the special environment of archives that they are particularly sensitive
Or was it because of his momentary confusion
It was like an organ that had been functioning well in the body, but suddenly began to decay. They madly eroded the healthy parts nearby, constantly attacking his body. Those forces turned into thousands of whirlpools, dragging his broken thoughts into a darker depth.
"Yin Ren." The man stroked his fingers and called out firmly.
Yin Ren seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say anything. There was silence all around him, with only the rustling sound of wings.
But now, in his confused thoughts, he understood a lot.
Yin Ren couldn't think anymore, nor did he want to think anymore. Just suppressing the evil power from overflowing took up all his energy.
not long ago.
vicious cycle.
Those were countless translucent wings entangled together.
The hand stopped trembling.
Kong Wanqing was dead, and Guo Wei was still floating around with his head tied up with red rope. As a half-ghost, Guo Wei was safe and sound—the power of evil was purer than evil spirit, and there was no reason why evil things would not be affected.
A very subtle, warm touch came from Yin Ren's fingers.
Yin Ren was trembling violently, but there was no trace of murderous intent or hostility.
Perhaps before, he was not really evil.
It only takes a moment for the balance to break down and control to go out of control.
[Why?]
Yin Ren lowered his head, his silent thoughts struggling in the vortex. He couldn't make a sound... He forgot how to make a sound, he couldn't find his vocal cords and tongue.
[Why come back?]He couldn't convey his thoughts to that person.
"Kong Wanqing's ability is to induce negative emotions to get out of control." As if he had guessed his question, Zhong Cheng answered on his own, "In the archives, it is inherently very dangerous to have unstable thoughts."
Yin Ren held on to his last bit of clarity, stretched out his hand, and very gently pushed Zhong Chengshuo away.
[So you need to leave here...] he thought.
"So I think, at this time, you should especially not be 'alone'."
The smell that Zhong Cheng said approached again, and the warm body temperature touched the scarred giant hand again.
"I don't want you to leave."
[… Do you want to die…]
Yin Ren waved his hand with difficulty and gently pushed Zhong Cheng away again.
Zhong Cheng said that if he completely lost control, he would be dead.
The weakness of the Science Post was very clear. The evil spirit had a physical body, and even if Zhong Cheng said he was strong enough to be immune to the evil spirit's power, he could still beat him into a pulp.
"I won't do anything I'm not sure of. If I die here, it means I made a wrong judgment."
Zhong Cheng said that he seemed to be able to read his thoughts. The man's voice was soft and gentle, and tasted like slightly sweet tea.
“People die every day from this,” he said. “It’s just a very common outcome.”
He walked back again, his steps as steady as before.
[… I do not understand…]
"Yin Ren. You are the most humane, life-loving, and powerful person I have ever met. You will fight to the very end."
The air vibrated, the tone of voice changed. In the blurred colors, Yin Ren could vaguely feel that Zhong Cheng smiled.
"I will never leave you 'alone' until you give up."
This time, Zhong Chengshuo closed his eyes and relaxed his body slightly.
He leaned on Yin Ren's palm, his soft hair brushed against his fingers, his cheeks rubbed against the skin of his palm. The man's breathing was small and light, but so clear in the chaos.
Calm, peaceful, and even reassuring.
Zhong Cheng said as he leaned on Yin Ren's palm, the atmosphere around him was exceptionally peaceful.
[…]
The expansion of the body stopped, the rusty thoughts began to turn, and a breeze blew into the suffocating pain.
Yin Ren suddenly remembered the moment on the rooftop not long ago.
[You don't ask?] Before negotiating with Guo Wei, he couldn't help but ask.
[I don’t like a person who doesn’t have surprises.] Zhong Cheng, who had forgotten the word “like”, said, “I said, I want to see it with my own eyes.]
At this moment, you also want to see it with your own eyes, right
Facing the gradually collapsing evil, a scientific post could do nothing. However, Yin Ren miraculously felt a sense of calm, Zhong Chengshuo's body temperature soaked his palms, and his breathing rose and fell.
Yin Ren thought again of Zhong Chengshuo who had fallen into a deep sleep while waiting for him in the office a long time ago.
The man was lying on the table, sleeping soundly, his breath moist and warm.
And that rainy night long, long ago.
All along, Yin Ren just wanted to live day by day and earn money day by day, and he didn't like to look back. But at this moment, he never wanted to go back to the past.
If the ending was already determined, at least... at least, he wanted to say goodbye properly.
A glimmer of fire flickered faintly in the endless darkness.
There seems to be something else in the out-of-control vicious cycle.
Fear and despair washed over his mind like waves, gradually taking away his fragmented thoughts, but they could not wash away the faintest, most instinctive thought.
Why did he want to follow the trend and say "give it a try" to Zhong Cheng before
Why did he want to explore that person's secrets and compete with him in terms of "care"
Yin Ren couldn't remember.
But he still... remembered things that should be smaller and less worth mentioning than these...
The arm curled up on the chest stretched out tremblingly. It gently reached towards the direction Zhong Cheng said and opened its clenched fist.
Something in the palm of that giant hand glowed softly. Compared to the huge palm, it seemed like a thin crumb—
A pack of slightly deformed waterless facial tissues exuding a minty scent. I don't know why I remembered to save it for him.
Zhong Cheng froze for a few seconds, he put his knee on his other hand and grabbed the pack of waterless cleansing tissues. The man's breath turned, probably looking at him again.
At the bottom of the whirlpool of fear, in the abyss of despair, a sense of unnecessary uneasiness and curiosity arises.
Yin Ren wanted to see Zhong Cheng’s expression. He wondered if that person liked mint or aloe vera.
In order to facilitate movement, he could only carry one bag with him.
Zhong Cheng said he did not use it immediately.
The air was flowing, and Zhong Cheng said he held it carefully in his arms. Then the man moved beside his hand for a moment, as if he took something out of his pocket.
"What a coincidence," he said, "I bought you a gift, too."
Zhong Cheng said putting something into the palm of the giant hand.
In his chaotic thoughts, Yin Ren tried his best to squeeze out more clarity and tried to explore that thing—
A bag of colorful chocolate beans with exaggerated smiley faces printed on them.
It stands out in the gloomy mist.
[…]
The man acted very seriously, not caring at all about the absurdity of the situation.
[… You… ]
In that brief moment, Yin Ren just wanted to laugh.
Although he couldn't find the corners of his mouth, or even his face, helplessness, joy, and relief all surged into his heart, and in an instant, the colorful emotions overwhelmed the darkness.
Yin Ren did not give up this opportunity, and he tried his best to stay awake.
To restrain, to sort out… order.
The huge monster stood up slightly, its wings under the red gauze spread out in a snap, and the seals around it made automatic and rattling sounds without wind. All of Yin Ren's fingers twitched wildly, except for the one that Zhong Cheng mentioned was shaking restrainedly.
Tame, fuse... dominate.
The little fire in the darkness grew brighter and brighter, and the chaos and corruption gradually faded away. The evil power in his body reluctantly bowed its head, and the vicious cycle was completely broken.
The mist faded, and the red veil fluttered gently. The surrounding scene became clearer, and all senses gradually returned to their original positions.
And Zhong Cheng said he seemed to be thinking about something else.
Seeing that Yin Ren did not withdraw his hand, Zhong Cheng thought for a few minutes and said, "I understand. It's not easy for you to tear the packaging."
[That’s not true.]
Unfortunately, Zhong Cheng said he couldn't hear him, so the man climbed onto Yin Ren's palm. He tore open the bag of chocolate beans and poured the brightly colored candies into the center of his giant hand.
The next moment, they sank deeply into the flesh of the palms, as if sinking into a swamp.
Sweet and bitter taste, Yin Ren thought, he liked it very much.
He also loves the people who give them away.
In the bloody mist, hundreds of arms stopped trembling.
He held Zhong Chengshuo's hand and closed his five fingers, holding him tightly in his palm. Zhong Chengshuo leaned on Yin Ren's fingers, he didn't tense his body, his posture was relaxed as if he was taking a rest.
The folded arms were like layers of petals, and the hand was held by Yin Ren at the chest.
Almost a hug.
Out of control and in a frenzy, yet feeling unprecedented peace and relief.
"Zhong Cheng said..."
A faint and distorted sound came from the outline of the head under the red veil.
"We... ahem, we..."
"Let's 'give it a try.'"
Through the vague "red veil", in Yin Ren's distorted vision, he saw Zhong Chengshuo's serious face.
"good."
Zhong Cheng said this with his hands resting on the base of Yin Ren's thumbs, answering in a serious and crisp manner.
Then he moved for a moment and took out a small notebook, paper and pen from the inside pocket of his suit.
"So today is the first day of our relationship." Zhong Cheng said with a smile and happily made two notes in the notebook.
"Yeah." Yin Ren wanted to laugh again.
He stretched out his arms and gently placed Zhong Chengshuo on the ground.
The last bit of chaos was also covered by clarity.
The red yarn fluttered, swirling in the mist. The wings were raised, and the arms were retracted. The huge figure collapsed and shrank, and countless colors were sucked into a human-sized figure.
The evil spirit named "Yin Ren" failed to come into the world successfully.
Yin Ren slowly fell to the ground and regained his human form. The ruins collapsed, the shadows of the mountains melted away, the phantoms of memory completely dissipated, and the surroundings turned into a dark campus again.
It seems like a lifetime ago.
Yin Ren had a swollen headache and slight numbness in his limbs, but he felt exceptionally happy.
After this battle, his control over the evil power was greatly improved. Compared to squeezing out a little bit, he can now safely use about one third of his strength.
And he found his first lover in a thousand years.
Except for the long gown on his body that could not be restored, everything was fine. Yin Ren silently wrapped himself in his hair.
The Ghost King's body shrank too much, and the distance between him and Zhong Chengshuo suddenly widened a lot.
The sound of leather shoes stepping on the stone floor was heard, and Zhong Cheng walked quickly to Yin Ren.
He opened his arms slightly towards Yin Ren.
"Why, do you want me to take you flying?" Yin Ren moved his tongue a little awkwardly.
“No,” Zhong Cheng said, “I want a hug.”
"Hug..."
Yin Ren pushed the long hair away from her face and hugged her carefully.
Through a thin layer of hair, Zhong Chengshuo's body was warm, his heartbeat was fast and strong, and tended to speed up gradually. Just now in his palm, Zhong Chengshuo seemed fragile. Now that he was in his arms, he exuded a vitality that could not be ignored.
In the dark consciousness, in the silent embrace, Yin Ren quietly turned his head and kissed the other's red earlobe.
Zhong Cheng's arms tightened immediately, and his ear turned completely red.
"You caught me."
Yin Ren took the opportunity to grab the back of the other person's suit and sighed as if he was relieved.
"Let's go home, Zhong Cheng said."
"Yeah." Zhong Cheng said with his face buried in Yin Ren's neck, "This report is a bit troublesome..."
Yin Ren: “…”
Yin Ren: "... Don't be like this, I almost lost control again."
Despair came so suddenly that his heart stopped for a moment.
Sure enough, your journey home was not so smooth.
Fifteen minutes later, the campus returned to its night scene - Yin Ren untied the red rope and used his evil spirit to wake up the unconscious Guo Wei.
The three of them sat in silence in the faculty and staff dormitory.
The two used up four packs of waterless facial tissues, and Yin Ren put on the pajamas that Zhong Cheng had mentioned. As expected, the pajamas quickly turned into a black gown.
Now the two of them were sitting on the edge of the same bed, Yin Ren carefully wiping the flesh paste off Zhong Chengshuo's face.
That was the last trace of Kong Wanqing left in the world, and it had to be completely destroyed.
"Kong Wanqing looked directly at my true form and then exploded." Yin Ren swallowed and confirmed in a low voice.
"Yes." It was around four or five in the morning, and Zhong Cheng said he yawned.
"Minister Fu may have arranged an exit outside, and we will run into him when we go out."
"Yes… "
"If you want to go out, I can send you out in a moment." Guo Wei changed his previous viciousness and looked at the ground awkwardly, "I didn't know that Mr. Kong was a bad guy. I'm sorry for causing so much trouble to everyone..."
"It's okay, it's okay, classmate, you must not completely open up the campus." Yin Ren held his head painfully, "We have to think of an excuse first. Brother Zhong, ah, Cheng Shuo, do you have any ideas?"
Unfortunately, just a short while later, Zhong Cheng fell asleep leaning against the headboard.
Yin Ren: “!!!”
Yin Ren: “…”
The Ghost King sighed for a few seconds, then he found a nightcap in the suitcase and gently put it on his boyfriend.
Forget it, he thought.
"'The situation is too complicated, it's best not to lie, just distort the details'... right?" Yin Ren brushed Zhong Chengshuo's hair with his fingertips, imitating the other party's tone, "Student Guo, help me relax the campus blockade a little."
Yin Ren then returned to the suitcase and pulled out a spare pair of headphones and a wristband.
"Hello, Special Operations Group 9. Sister Xiaohe, can you hear me?"
The author has something to say:
Update in advance, congratulations to the two male guests for successfully holding hands (preliminarily) on the auspicious day of 618!
So the original answer should be AD (
Loss of control – refers to physical loss of control (…
Xiao Yin, don’t rush to wear the wristband, Xiao Yin, your sister Lu hasn’t prepared the quick-acting heart pills yet…
(End of this chapter)