Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Chapter 703: Light of Guidance

The one-armed man covered his shoulder, his forehead cold: "I, I am almost dying, let's go quickly"

Peng Yue: "Go away, you're not going to die, and I'm not ready yet."

The leather pants lady raised her eyebrows. "I deliberately said the wrong time. I arranged for everyone to leave early because I was afraid someone would follow us."

She looked directly at Peng Yue: "Are you a spy, stalling for time?"

The leather pants girl had a very special status in the guild. As soon as she spoke, everyone looked over here, sizing up Peng Yue with suspicion on their faces.

"What did you say? Say it again, and I will cut off your head and let your blood flow to prove your innocence by death."

Peng Yue raised the knife, his face flushed with anger, and slashed at his neck on the spot.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to touch his neck, the woman in leather pants grabbed his hand in time without any sign of stopping.

I almost couldn't catch it.

Peng Yue held the knife with one hand, and the woman in leather pants used both hands to barely stop him from committing suicide.

The expression of the girl in leather pants at this time:???

Help, at times like this, don’t we all just pretend?

Just like when a couple is not getting along, they threaten their partner by saying, "If you dare to break up, I will jump off the building."

They are all fake, and the purpose is to firmly state one's own position in order to threaten the other party to compromise.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

Why was Peng Yue's grip so strong? Did he really want to die just now?

But is this something a normal person can do?

Forget it, I won't bother with this psychopath. What if this guy really gets angry in front of me and affects the unity of the guild?

In just a few seconds, the leather pants girl's mind turned several corners. When she figured out everything, she had a smile on her face and said gently: "I was just joking just now, don't take it seriously."

"Heh, you think you can get away with it just by saying it's a joke? Then if I accidentally got up from your bed the next day, can I also say it's a joke?"

Peng Yue stared at her seriously, as if he would execute her orders immediately if she dared to say yes.

The woman in leather pants imagined a scene like that. No, with someone like Peng Yue, that was absolutely not possible.

She took a deep breath and said weakly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you just now."

"Let's go."

The strength on his hand was finally relaxed, Peng Yue put the dagger into his pocket, snorted coldly, and looked very reluctant.

After experiencing such an episode, no one wanted to spoil the fun by bringing up what had just happened. Everyone smiled awkwardly and turned their heads away from each other, no one looking at each other.

Peng Yue also turned around, and where no one else could see, he patted his chest hard, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Scared him to death!

I don't know what happened just now. I felt like I was possessed and my mind was stuck in a single-minded state.

At that moment, it seemed as if cutting off one's head was a trivial matter.

I can cut it whenever I want, and I even feel a little excited and expectant.

Is he ill?

By the way, is there a psychiatrist in The Wicked City? I don't think I've seen one.

I heard that a Ping An Clinic opened on Xingyue Street. It has become quite famous recently. I should go and have a look when I have time.

Comment: "This Peng Yue is so smart."

"Haha, it's true that the arrogant ones are afraid of the stupid ones, and the stupid ones are afraid of the desperate ones. Peng Yue just pretended to be desperate, and he looked exactly like that."

"Did you learn these skills from Boss Xu Ye?"

Seeing that the group of people had left their original place, Xu Ye quietly followed behind.

……

The wide, straight streets were littered with piles of bricks and abandoned buildings.

A man was walking quietly on the side of the road, his whole body wrapped in a black cloak and his face painted with pearlescent paint, so his specific features could not be seen clearly.

The man's movements were very light and made no sound. His figure seemed to blend in with the darkness around him.

Suddenly, a large group of people walking in front disappeared. They disappeared right under our noses without any warning.

It was like a painting where someone reached in and pulled the person out.

Xu Ye stopped and looked around with squinted eyes.

Before I knew it, thick fog was rising around me.

He stood in the center of the fog, tightly surrounded.

Xu Ye walked forward, relying on his sense, and went deeper into the direction where the few people disappeared.

After ten minutes,

He stopped.

Bow your head,

The ground was covered with shoe prints.

His own shoe prints were… messy and numerous.

densely packed.

So he - has been marking time.

Barrage: "Is this the legendary ghost wall? I saw it with my own eyes today."

"Boss Xu Ye, take off your pants quickly. I heard that boy's urine is most useful in this situation."

"How do you know Xu Ye is a virgin?"

"Stop joking. Didn't you see that Boss Xu Ye is very anxious?"

Strange talk about the world,

Xu Ye stopped and took a deep breath. For a moment he was a little worried and didn't know what to do.

He put his hands on the waistband of his trousers.

The comments were excited: "Here it comes, it's started, I was right, wasn't I, Big Boss Xu Ye is really a virgin."

"The Dragon Countryman who insists on using boy's urine all his life."

"I want to buy some... I just ate eggs pickled in boy's urine yesterday. They are very nutritious."

Xu Ye tightened his belt and withdrew his hand.

He knew that perhaps there was something wrong with his cognition, or the surrounding magnetic field interfered with his judgment.

Now we must find a way to break this situation.

Dragon Kingdom, strange story.

Lin Guobiao looked at the Taoist priest standing in front of the screen: "What should we do in this situation?"

Since the advent of ghost stories, Longguo has summoned a large number of people with supernatural powers to the Ghost Stories Bureau, including Taoists, monks, immortals... and so on, all gathered together.

The old Taoist priest was over seventy years old and was full of energy. He waved the dust in his hand and said, "Wulian Tianzun, when you encounter this kind of situation, I usually suggest you turn on the navigation."

Lin Guobiao's mouth twitched.

Taoist Priest: "Ghost Wall usually occurs in the woods or streets where few people go. There are many ways to break through it."

“Those who are brave enough can sit there and wait until the sun comes out the next morning.”

"If you are lucky, there will be vehicles and people passing by. One of the conditions for a ghost wall to occur is that there are few people. If there are more people, the wall can naturally be broken."

The Feng Shui master in a Tang suit next to him was dissatisfied. He said, "You are making no sense. Nowadays, everything has to be scientific."

"In my opinion, the place where Xu Ye is now is more like a formation recorded in ancient Chinese books. By changing the nearby scenery, it creates a visual difference, which makes it impossible for people inside to get out."

"As long as Xu Ye can find the key to the formation, he can break through."

He snorted coldly and looked at the Taoist priest with dissatisfaction.

He graduated from the top domestic architecture major, but when he first graduated, he worked as a handyman in the company. Later, he became capable of drawing blueprints and other things, and his monthly salary was 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, which was considered quite good.

But later he accidentally became an apprentice and learned Feng Shui, and found that he could make money faster.

One order can earn tens of thousands, which is much better than working.

Plus, he had already studied Feng Shui, and his major had a lot in common with Feng Shui. Gradually, he really made a name for himself.

In addition to understanding metaphysical knowledge, the most important point of Feng Shui is to make the customer's home spacious and bright.

As soon as you enter the room, you will feel an overall sense of comfort.

In this way, the negative energy will naturally decrease. Facing a comfortable home every day, your mood, body, and luck will all improve.

The two men, who were nearly 200 years old in total, suddenly started arguing with each other.

Liang Xing was extremely speechless watching from behind. So after all these years of working in this field, you two both say that you believe in science, right?

……

In the world of ghost stories, Xu Ye thought for a moment and took out a green object.

[Watermelon Bomb: I am a human head, brutally murdered, taken to a car to disguise myself, and prepared to be thrown away along the way.

I am a human head, which is crispy when knocked. I am a watermelon when nothing happens, and I can be used as a bomb when something happens.

Function: Camouflage, surveillance, explosion (Note: It will be completely damaged after the explosion.)]

If Xu Ye could get in touch with the Ghost Stories Bureau, he would know that his ideas were similar to those of the Feng Shui master.

There are only two reasons for being stuck in a maze. One is a psychological problem, which means that the sense of direction and cognition in the brain have been changed.

But Xu Ye carried a lot of spiritual props with him, so this reason was ruled out.

The second is the environmental issue.

Xu Ye had never learned the formation, so he couldn't find the center of the formation.

Then the simplest and most brutal method is to blow up everything here. The problem will naturally be solved.

"Master, are you going to blow me up?"

"Master, please don't, please, wuwuwu."

The watermelon turned back into the shape of a human head, with its hair flying, and rolled vigorously in Xu Ye's hands.

If you ignore the fact that she has no body, such behavior and soft words really do seem like she is just acting coquettishly.

Xu Ye also didn't want to detonate the watermelon, because that would most likely alert the people behind the fog, making the effect of what he would do later not so good.

But now, he didn't have any better solution. The watermelon was the only item he had that could explode over a large area.

He looked at the head and stroked the hair on top of the head affectionately: "Be good, just once, it won't hurt."

"I'll give you a heads up~"

"call-"

Head: “…”

Damn it, so disgusting.

Not only did he want to kill me, he also spit on me.

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated.

hypocritical!

If you were really good to me, you wouldn't think of setting me off.

The head closed his eyes resignedly, his face filled with dejection and despair.

Just as Xu Ye raised the watermelon high and was ready to throw it out like a grenade.