The blood-colored spirit coin fell on the ground, rolled several times, and finally revealed the side with the engraving of the devil.
In an instant, Cheng Zhichu's heart almost stopped beating, and he instinctively thought that his doom was about to intensify, and "Hanzhiluobai" also held on to him tightly, and he was afraid that he was dying here.
But at this moment, Cheng Zhichu suddenly felt a strong vibration under his feet. He was stunned for a second before realizing that it wasn't his illusion, but that the ground was shaking. Even the doors on both sides of the street were shaking, opening and closing with a "bang", and the tree canopy in the yard also "crashed." lah" trembling.
This is... an earthquake? !
Cheng Zhichu opened his eyes wide, showing an unbelievable look, he almost didn't catch his breath, he just turned his back.
How unlucky must it be to encounter an earthquake in the dungeon? If he threw the spirit coins a few more times, he would believe that a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky and killed him!
"Squeak-"
The nearby iron fence gate was overwhelmed by the earthquake because of its old age. With the sour cracking sound, the door panel broke away from the door shaft, and slammed down with a "bang", and suddenly pinched the blood-colored spirit coin. hand smashed to pieces.
The spirit coin crossed an arc in the air, bounced onto Cheng Zhichu's body, and slowly slid down along his body.
The earthquake stopped after only ten seconds. Many door panels and high piles of debris fell, hitting heads and corpses on the street, and the corpses that survived became panic and panic. He became restless, as if he had lost his direction, and turned around in uneasiness.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Zhichu suddenly realized that the spirit coins were thrown by the severed hand of the corpse, not him. favorable situation.
The spirit coin that bounced on his body fell slowly at a very strange slow speed. Cheng Zhichu quickly pulled out his hand with difficulty, caught the spirit coin, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. With a sigh of relief, he silently greeted the demon Chel. Man thanked him.
"Knowing the beginning!"
There was chaos on the street, howls and roars of the head could be heard from time to time, thick black blood was sprayed on the ground, and the groom who had been led away just now turned back to the street, shouting Cheng Zhichu's name, with an obvious tone in his voice. of urgency.
A group of corpses followed behind the groom in a mighty manner, cleaning up the remaining corpses on the street. They seemed to have surrendered to the groom and became his prey.
"Hmm! Hmm-"
Cheng Zhichu wanted to speak out to attract the attention of the groom, but he didn't know what "Hanzhiluobai" did, but he completely erased his voice, grabbed his wrist, and led him back little by little.
no!
He felt tight in his heart, knowing that "Hanzhi Luobai" could not be taken away, and he hurriedly tossed the spirit coins in his hand again.
This time he didn't throw it high, the spirit coins fell very fast, and the clown's side was turned over in his hand.
so good—
Seeing the exposed side of the blood-colored coin, Cheng Zhichu was about to breathe a sigh of relief when the manhole cover he stepped on suddenly broke, causing him to fall off guard.
"Bang!"
Cheng Zhichu fell from the wellhead and fell to the ground. He felt pain all over his body. There were even a few places where the rough wellhead rubbed his skin, and blood beads were seeping out. He hissed softly in pain.
He fell to the ground, his facial features wrinkled into a ball, and he was puzzled - obviously it was the lucky side, why did he fall into the well with one foot? !
But it was only then that he realized that he was not caught by "Hanzhi Luobai", the latter seemed to have disappeared again, hiding somewhere.
And what is quite strange is that there is no peculiar smell in the well, only a faint cold air, the space is very wide, there is no water under him, it is a very dry concrete floor.
here is…
Cheng Zhichu endured the pain and got up from the ground, took out his nuclear flashlight, turned on the light, and looked at the dark surroundings, but found that the manhole cover was just a disguise. It was not a sewer at all, but a wide and empty space. Room.
The space here is very large, the walls and ground are rough, like a rough house without decoration, surrounded by passages extending in different directions, and the end is dark, like an ant's nest, the terrain should be very complicated.
There are some tattered furniture and sundries placed on the wall, which seem to be just piled here randomly. Because of the earthquake just now, it was scattered everywhere, and it was covered with a thick layer of dirt, but it was built very firmly. , with no real damage.
Thinking that the demon in the spirit coins had said before that those heads were buried under Mr. Mu's residence. I don't know if it was related to this underground palace-like passage. Cheng Zhichu took out the spirit coins in his hands and tried to communicate with the demon. .
"Can this place be connected to the underground of Mr. Mu's house?"
"Can."
When the spirit coins were being used, Chelman could not appear from the inside at will, so he just stayed inside and answered Cheng Zhichu. Different from the tender voice when he was in human form, the voices coming from the spirit coins were always as cold as a sigh .
"...But it's no use finding the position opposite his house."
"Because this area is now his residence, the head you need is not necessarily under his house."
What
Cheng Zhichu was startled, and before he could fully understand the meaning of Chelman's words, he listened to him continue.
"When I was still by his side, he had already invested huge sums of money to buy all the houses near him and started to build this underground building. He didn't expect to see him in three or four years, and he expanded the area again. ”
"I think he bought all the land on the street where you came. As long as he pays money for it and connects to his house, it can all be included in the category of "housing"."
"The head that was stolen by him can be buried in this area at will without being excavated."
To buy all the houses in this piece... How much does it cost...
Cheng Zhichu took a slight breath, and then he understood why those shops were empty. They should have all been purchased by Mr. Mu, and some arrangements were made inside. Maybe there are corpses hiding inside to prevent others from arbitrarily break in.
"You can toss me again to determine the direction you should be looking for." Lingbi said.
Cheng Zhichu nodded, but he didn't make a wish right away. He wanted to climb up to find the bridegroom first, and let him accompany him to search for the head underground. Otherwise, he didn't know what was planned here, and the "Cold Branches Falling White" could disappear at any time. It will appear that it is too dangerous for him to walk around underground by himself.
Thinking like this, he looked up at the passage where he fell. It was about three meters high, and there was no ladder to climb. It was impossible to climb just like this.
With the spirit coins in hand, Cheng Zhichu would of course use them without hesitation. First, he silently made a wish in his heart, hoping that he could reunite with the groom smoothly, and then tossed the spirit coins again.
This time, he got a clown face, which made Cheng Zhichu feel relieved, and tried to shout at the wellhead a few times, trying to attract the attention of the groom.
However, this method did not go well. Although his voice recovered after "Hanzhiluobai" disappeared, the ground was so empty that the volume was scattered, and the ground was very noisy. He waited for a while, but he did not get a groom The response should be that he did not hear it.
If that's the case, here's another way...
Cheng Zhichu turned his attention to the furniture and sundries placed by the wall, ready to carry the furniture and stack them up to help himself climb up from the well.
He looked at it and found that a desk was more suitable, so he walked towards it with a flashlight, and was about to push the desk, but his eyes fell to the side, and saw a broken full-length mirror.
The flashlight emitted a dim light, making Cheng Zhichu's figure reflected on the mirror surface with spider web cracks.
Seeing himself in the mirror wearing a wedding dress, especially with most of the hem of his skirt torn off, and even his thighs exposed, Cheng Zhichu's eyes twitched slightly, he suddenly felt extremely ashamed, and was about to move himself away , but suddenly noticed that the scene in the mirror had changed.
The mirror surface is like the ripples of the lake, the scene becomes blurred, and after a while, it returns to calm.
At this time, Cheng Zhichu found himself horrified that the corners of his lips were slowly raising his lips, but he was clearly not smiling, and the posture he showed in the mirror was completely different from his, and he was slowly moving towards the front. Reached out!
What is this? !
Cheng Zhichu took a few steps back, his face changed, and at the same time he heard Lingbi say hesitantly.
"You hit the devil face before and you will lose something."
"I can't decide what you're going to lose, but now it looks like... what you lost was your own good fortune, back to the way it was."
Why is it so pitiful? !
Cheng Zhichu almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and was about to toss the spirit coin again, but the hand suddenly sped up, and went straight through the mirror, grabbed Cheng Zhichu's hand suddenly, and pulled him in. in the mirror!
The moment he crossed the mirror, Cheng Zhichu felt as if he had passed through the icy water, surrounded by biting cold, but after passing through the mirror, he fell into a warm embrace and was embraced by a pair of strong arms back.
"Don't be afraid, Zhichu."
A low and charming male voice sounded above his head, and the young man who hugged him comforted him with a smile, patted his back, and let him rest on his shoulders.
… is it Bai Yi
Cheng Zhichu suddenly heard whose voice it belonged to. He looked dazed for a moment, raised his head in amazement, and saw the man's handsome and familiar face. The tear mole on the corner of his right eye made his eyebrows soft and coquettish. , The corners of the pale lips were raised, and the eyes were light. When he saw him looking over, the man touched his cheek and dropped a light kiss on his forehead.
"I'm here to find you."
It's really Bai Yi... But why is he here? And, and kissed him...
Cheng Zhichu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, both happy and shy, and his cheeks were stained with a bright blush.
He knew that he must not be able to hide the shyness in his expression, so he couldn't help lowering his head to avoid eye contact with the man, but the man's slender fingers raised his jaw, forcing him to raise his head again.
"Bai Yi? How come you are here, aren't you..." Cheng Zhichu said in a low voice, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, because Bai Yi could not appear in reality, let alone emerge from the mirror inexplicably.
His breath stopped abruptly, his words stopped abruptly, he raised his eyes to look at the other party again, only to find that the smile on the man's face was a bit cold for no reason, like a ghost, and no matter how gentle his expression was, he couldn't hide the gloomy coldness. the taste of.
"What's wrong?"
The man touched Cheng Zhichu's hair, but it made his hair stand on end. He pushed the man's hand away suddenly, and stepped back a few steps.
"I finally let you see me, aren't you happy?" The handsome man raised his eyebrows. Although he was still smiling, there was a haze in his eyes. "Or do you prefer the man above?"
"Sure enough... it's not enough to be one with you. I want you to make you feel my existence completely."
Cheng Zhichu's face changed suddenly, and he said in a voiceless voice, "Are you 'Hanzhiluobai'?!"
"As long as you want to call me that, I don't care." The man said politely, "You can also call me 'Bai Yi', as you please."
"You are not Bai Yi, and you are not the real Hanzhiluobai, you are just a ghost of unknown origin."
Cheng Zhichu had cold air behind him, fear in his heart, and his voice trembled a little, but he didn't want to see "Cold Branches Falling White" pretending to use Bai Yi's voice and face.
"Can't you show your real appearance, why fake Bai Yi's face and voice?"
"Fake?"
As if he heard something funny, the man laughed lowly, his chest vibrated slightly, and there was a pleasant taste in his eyebrows.
"I don't know which 'Bai Yi' you met... But, how do you know that 'Bai Yi' is real, and I'm fake?"
"I can tell you clearly, Zhichu, this is what I really look like."
The man took Cheng Zhichu's hand firmly and took him to touch his face, as if asking him to confirm it himself.
"I am who I am, I don't have to impersonate anyone."
He put Cheng Zhichu's fingertips on his lips and kissed it closely, his dark and deep eyes looked straight at Cheng Zhichu, and spoke slowly.
"Zhichu, can't you feel it, and even want to deny my existence?"
"I will be sad."
The visual impact of the man's identical appearance to Bai Yi was too great. Although Cheng Zhichu didn't believe every word the man said, and knew that he was not Bai Yi at all, he still blushed and his heart was pounding. Jumping straight, the reaction also followed a beat slower.
When he was dizzy, the handsome man's lips were slightly raised, and he showed a charming smile. He seemed to know that he couldn't resist this face, so he bullied his weakness blindly, and hugged him in his arms. Yes, and then suddenly knocked him to the ground.
The world in the mirror is exactly the same as the world outside the mirror, but it is different. Cheng Zhichu didn't feel the slightest pain when he fell down, and his body became weak for a while. Own.
A shadow shrouded his head. The man put one hand on the side of his head, above him, and smiled at him. The other hand began to unbutton his shirt, gradually revealing his strong chest.
He leaned over to Cheng Zhichu's ear and said softly.
"Come and feel me."
"It's up to you to confirm whether I am 'Bai Yi' or not."
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Bai Yi's Diary Part 75
I have also thought about whether I am still the original me.
My soul is broken into many pieces, and I am only one of them, but it occupies the most part, about half of it is left, and only I still retain the original "player" status, so I can claim that I am still "Bai Yi".
As for the other "Is", most of them have acquired new identities and appearances, some have lost the memory of being "I", have forgotten their original self, thinking that they are another person; some still have "I" ", but lost the name "Bai Yi" because of a complete change.
But if they insist that they are "Bai Yi", I don't think I can firmly deny it. In essence, I am no different from them, both "Bai Yi", but no longer the real "Bai Yi".
If one day, I retrieve all the fragments of my soul, fuse them all together, and have a complete soul, will I really be "I" at that time? I have no idea.
Perhaps at the worst point, I will lose everything but my love for Zhichu.
But then I still have everything.
Because he is everything to me.