Chapter 747 Our Cemetery
When he and Yu Xing are in the same space, the actor is always good-tempered and does not talk back when he is ridiculed.
The door connecting the room and the corridor slowly closed, showing that the two of them had just entered.
Yu Xing didn't want to argue verbally, as that would make him look childish, and he had no purpose to achieve with his words.
“Shall you sit down?” He raised his eyebrows and invited the actor to sit down with a half-smile.
Speaking of which, a long time has passed since the last time we met face to face.
In the base, the actors never showed up, so they didn't really meet.
In Yu Xing's memory, the "last time" should be the live broadcast of Death Parallel. Although the actor at that time only had slices of power, his sanity was intact.
Afterwards, there was a game between Han Yan and others who heard about it. The eight deaths under the Silent Island ran out of time and made him and the actor further apart.
This time in the same dungeon, the other person did not go crazy immediately, but took until now to meet each other. Yu Xing was mentally prepared.
So the mood is stable, only vigilance.
The actor sat down opposite Yu Xing calmly, with a light smile and a high ponytail that gave him a bit of sassiness that Yu Xing had never seen before.
He stretched out his hand to pour tea, pushed the tea cup towards Yu Xing, and gently raised his eyebrows: "Young master, you are well."
“Old people really like to drink this tea.” Yu Xing didn't answer and stared at the tea for two seconds.
Yiqing let out a dissatisfied tut on the imperial concubine's couch.
"Brother Jiu, please sit down too." Yu Xing pulled out the chair for Zhao Yijiu and put the tea into Zhao Yijiu's hand. "Drink some water to moisten your throat. I heard this is called Immortality Tea. You might drink it. It can live forever."
Zhao Yijiu: “…”
He did not forget that this was tea poured by an actor. He took a sip with a paralyzed face and found that the taste was not good at all.
So he drank it quickly and poured himself another glass, which tasted much better.
“What happened on your way here?” Yu Xing ignored the actor's presence and first asked Zhao Yijiu to find out the situation.
They would have entered the promenade for about an hour early in the morning, but they arrived so late.
Zhao Yijiu whispered: "I saw a lot of dead people in the corridor just now, and they were all killed by me."
“I have no memory of killing them, but the moment I saw those corpses, I knew that they all died in my hands. I am all too familiar with the wounds caused by stopping the killing.”
“They are all fake, just a test of the mind.” Yu Xing thought, “Have you seen the murals?”
"Mural?" Zhao Yijie was stunned, "No. I can't understand it. The mural is blurry, and the wind chime above my head is ringing by itself. I can't touch it. Except for the corpses, everything else is boring. "
Yu Xing nodded to show that he understood.
The tests are different, and what you see is indeed different. However, the murals should not change. Is it because Zhao Yijiu cannot see it because he does not have the power of the curse in his body?
The actor should be able to...
What about the wind chimes? He thought the wind chimes were just a decoration on the corridor. Maybe they had a certain connection with the power of life and death. So only he could touch them?
“Then what?” Yu Xing asked.
"I had some self-doubts, but they were resolved quickly. I could have moved forward immediately, it was the actor..." Zhao Yijiao frowned, looking disgusted, "Those corpses were all alive under his control. , chase us and kill."
"You misunderstood." The actor interrupted Zhao Yijiao's description and said slowly: "If I control it, why are you chasing me too?"
“The corridor can disguise the signs of your killing, and it can also disguise the signs of my control. It just uses my ability to make those corpses drive us backwards.”
“Zhao Yijiu, you didn't communicate with me along the way, and you slandered me as soon as you saw Ah Xing...” The actor smiled and said, “This is not good.”
Zhao Yijiu frowned even more: "I am happy to slander you." Actor: "...That's it."
He observed Yu Xing's expression and blatantly provoked: "Look, children are naive. Not only do they have preconceptions, but they also don't apologize when they are exposed. I'm talking to you about very serious things—such as those corpses, deliberately trying to We stand back."
Yu Xing didn't take this kind of kindergarten behavior to heart at all, and he was not surprised at all when the actor mentioned "stepping back".
The long corridor represents death backward and life forward. The corridor confuses him with corpses and murals, and Zhao Yijiu and the actor are two people. The method of dealing with one person does not work, so a two-pronged approach is adopted, which not only causes mental damage to them. Interference, but also used fighting to force them back step by step.
Anyway, the further you retreat, the closer you are to "death".
Because there is real interference, and the interference is based on the actor's ability, it is reasonable for them to be dragged down.
I'm afraid that's not all.
Yiqing said that it was because these two people had something they couldn't let go of, that's why they were so slow.
But neither of them said it.
Yu Xing didn't want to get to the bottom of it. He looked at Yi Qing who was watching the show and reminded: "Now that everyone is here, we can move on to the next stage."
Yiqing floated up casually and shook his fan: "I think you didn't know anything when you came here. Don't you want to take this opportunity to ask the actor what on earth he wants you to do?"
"That's right!" Zhao Yijiu was reminded and his pupils shrank, "He said there is something here that can kill you."
"It's not here, it's the more terrifying place connected here." The actor's eyes were sharper, "Yin Yang City."
"Is there anything in Yin Yang City that can kill me?" Yu Xing narrowed his eyes and thought clearly in this moment. He couldn't help laughing, with a bit of ridicule in his tone, "Dear Teacher Actor, can you kill me?" It's something that can kill you.”
The actor did not deny it. On the contrary, he seemed to feel very happy because of Yu Xing's wording: "Well, that is something that can kill 'us'."
Yu Xing responded to the actor's deliberately emphasized "we" and continued with a cold face: "Let me think about the reason why you used Zhao Yijiao to drag me here, because there is something in this world that can restrain our resurrection, right here Yin-Yang City, originally Yin-Yang City was beyond our reach, but now due to the existence of the system, Yin-Yang City is about to be opened. "
"You want to destroy me, and you also have self-destructive tendencies. Anyway, you have been thinking this way since a long time ago - either kill me or die in my hands, isn't it?"
"It's the same this time. You don't want to make your own decisions. You just want me to take the initiative. No matter whether you succeed or fail, you can experience happiness from it. Actor, you are still so arrogant and regard yourself as a boss, and I am a player who challenges you. ?”
Yu Xing looked at the actor's slightly widened eyes and sneered: "Don't be surprised by my understanding of you. Even though I haven't seen you for so many years, there are some things that I can understand as long as I think about it carefully."
"I am indeed surprised, but also happy." The actor licked his lips, as if to suppress the thirst in his throat. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Yijiao, "Do you know why Yu Xing understands me so well?"
Zhao Yijiu's expression changed, and he had an ominous premonition: “I don't want to know—”
"Because he, like me, also has a tendency to self-destruct." The actor suddenly smiled brightly for some reason, "Hahaha... you think you have cured him? Completely pulled him out of the **** I created for him? No... wait for him to do it. After what he wants to do, he will definitely commit suicide.”
“No one can change anyone.”
The actor's voice was soft, but what he said made people's hearts tremble: "This is right, Zhao Yijiu, no one can change anyone, the final result has already been determined, Yin Yang City is a cemetery."
Yu Xing watched him go mad with cold eyes, and held Zhao Yijiu's restless head with one hand: "Whose cemetery?"
The actor said confidently and happily: "Ours, our cemetery."
Yu Xing exhaled a breath.
“You are even more perverted, actor.”
The actor is actually right, Yu Xing has a tendency to self-destruct.
But Yu Xing didn't want to die with him () so he didn't destroy it (no)
(End of this chapter)
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