The day I was forced to be a detective pendant

Xiang Wuzheng strode forward, and I had to trot to keep up with his pace, but the magic is that I didn't feel terrible when he was there—at least his existence was real.

Is... for real?

I didn't think too much about it, I directly grabbed his hair with my hands, Xiang Wuzheng turned around in pain and said angrily: "What are you doing!" He pressed the back of his head with one hand, and raised the other hand to beat me.

"There's something stuck in your hair!" I said hastily.

Xiang Wuzheng watched with displeasure on my face when I dropped a non-existent "thing"—even his fierce look seemed a little kind at this moment.

I followed him into the stairwell, and asked as I went downstairs, "Which floor are you going to?"

"Deck." Xiang Wuzheng said concisely.

"From the bottom up?" I asked.

"No, the deck is not the ground floor. The staff quarters and engines are in the belly of the ship, and the deck is close to both ends." Xiang Wuzheng said, "You go down, I'll go up, and search again."

"I don't want to." I said decisively.

Xiang Wuzheng turned to look at me: "Then you look up."

"I don't want to act alone, I'm afraid." I said, "Have you ever seen a horror movie? After splitting up, the protagonist will soon hear screams from the other side. When chasing after him, the companion is too late to save him."

Unexpectedly, Xiang Wuzheng didn't complain about my metaphor, but nodded thoughtfully: "This broken place is very weird, it's better not to act separately."

I followed him down one floor to another, a total of more than ten floors, and my head was going to be dizzy, so I couldn't help asking: "Why don't you take the elevator to go faster."

Xiang Wuzheng stopped the car suddenly when he heard the words, and I almost ran into his back.He turned around and said coldly: "Take the elevator? It's fine if there is surveillance in the elevator. The moment you press the button of the elevator, your whereabouts are basically announced to the world. What's more, if the entire ship except the two of us All but two of us have disappeared, what better way is there than to put us all in an iron box that is hollow at the top and bottom?"

I looked at him with my mouth half open, and said blankly, "Yes."

"How did you survive until now?"

"I..." I murmured softly, "I'm just a silly, sweet college student."

"I see." Xiang Wuzheng turned his head and continued to go downstairs quickly.

I quickly followed.

After running for a few steps, I said, "Wait, you said there is surveillance in the elevator, so who is watching us?"

"Who would want to deal with you and me at the same time?" he asked rhetorically.

I thought about it seriously for a while and said, "I don't know."

Holding the railing, Xiang Wuzheng looked up at me: "I don't know either."

I:"……"

Me: "I don't understand, so is what we are in reality? Or is it a dream."

Xiang Wuzheng showed a disgusted expression, as if disgusted by the possibility of me appearing in his dream.

After a pause, he continued, "It's not so much a dream..."

He rubbed the handrail of the stairs twice, and I followed suit - the iron railing has a smooth and hard touch, and a coolness with a slight metallic taste - no dream can be so real even the subtle touch.

"Maybe it's not to deal with both of us at the same time, but to deal with other people, but the project is relatively large, and we are left behind." I said seriously.

He asked angrily, "You said someone wanted to deal with one or two thousand people on the ship, but for some unknown reason, they let you and me go?"

This guy has a really bad temper, I think, when Bian Yao and I reasoned, he would praise me no matter what stupid things he said.

"Then maybe everyone has been targeted, and we all fell into some kind of parallel time and space of another dimension. We just happened to be put into a group, and maybe other people fell into our space, but we haven't met yet. "

"Maybe," Xiang Wuzheng said without feeling, "Whether it's the ecstasy array or parallel time and space, there must be a key to cracking it. From now on, don't talk to me."

We had already come to the ground floor, Xiang Wuzheng put one hand on the safety door, held back his nerves, and pushed it out.

The moment the safety door was pushed open, the glare of the light hit me head-on. The brand-new silver-white paint on the deck reflected the sunlight, echoing the thousands of sparkling lights on the sea.If it weren't for such a situation, the scenery in front of me would be really magnificent.

"I didn't see anyone." I turned around and said back.

"Go to the dining room first, this is the largest cafeteria on the ship." Xiang Wuzheng waved at me, "If according to what you said, there are still people in our space that we haven't met, then appear here most likely."

The two of us came to the huge double-sliding doors, which were decorated with a sign saying "Stellar Restaurant" and some promotional pictures of the day's specific cuisine.I took the initiative to go forward to push open the door, and a stagnant hot wind with a subtle smell rushed towards my face. I wrinkled my nose and said, "What's the smell?"

Xiang Wuzheng cursed behind me, I looked up without knowing why, and was also shocked by the sight in front of me.

Overwhelming - no, there are mountains and plains of food in front of me, I have never seen so much food in my life.Stellar Restaurant is indeed the largest cafeteria on this giant ship. At least there are hundreds of dining tables, which can accommodate nearly a thousand people.These hundreds of dining tables are all piled up with dozens of dinner plates, stacked on top of each other, and the excess food is piled up into a hill, almost overflowing, so much that it is unavoidable to feel sick.And at the end of the restaurant, there is a stage, presumably the place where the band usually performs.

Xiang Wuzheng and I stared wide-eyed, without speaking, and walked towards the interior of the restaurant at the same time.

I looked at the food with a curiosity-seeking attitude-looking from a distance, there were a few plates that were moving around, as if the seafood was still alive.

What do you mean, sashimi?I thought inexplicably in my heart-it's no wonder it's not bad on such a hot day.

"Fuck!"

Xiang Wuzheng turned his head quickly: "What's wrong?"

"It's disgusting!" I pointed at the wriggling mollusks on the plate: "What is this! I've seen hairy ones, but they can move without hairy ones!"

"Don't be surprised!" Xiang Wuzheng said angrily.

The two of us took a closer look, and these foods could not be what they are today—their degrees of rot are different, some seem to be fresh, some have begun to grow hair, and there are some things between fungi and reptiles attached to them. Slowly squirming.Or some have turned into a pool of sticky sewage, exuding a dark stench.

"Ouch—" I turned my back to retch, Xiang Wuzheng was still enduring the nausea and carefully checking which foods.

I endured the acid in my stomach to calm myself down, tried to look away from the dinner plate in front of me, and subconsciously said, "It's a bit strange."

"A bit!?" Xiang Wuzheng covered his mouth and nose and glared at me, "Just a little weird?"

"No, look," I said, "there are so many round tables, but there is not a single chair."

Xiang Wuzheng was stunned, stretched his neck to scan around, and said, "No, there are chairs, over there."

Following the direction of his finger, I saw it - near the performance stage, there was an empty table with no food on it, the tablecloth was spotless, and there were exactly two chairs beside it.

Xiang Wuzheng glanced at me and said, "It seems that there is no one else here except us."

He strode over without fear of death, pulled a chair decisively and sat down, crossed his legs, and I had no choice but to follow him hesitantly.As soon as my butt touched the chair, suddenly there was a "bang!" above my head, and the lights in the whole room went out.

Xiang Wuzheng stood up immediately, and quickly pulled out a table knife from his sleeve—it was the kind for cutting steak.

When did this guy get another knife?I looked around and silently picked up the fork next to the empty plate in front of me, thinking that talking was better than nothing.

But the next moment, there was another "kuang!", the lights on the stage came on, and the music started.

The tune was probably upbeat, but it sounded like it was coming out of some old radio that was dying, with distorted timbres and lost melodies.Accompanied by such unpleasant background music, "actors" appeared.

A puppet came out mechanically. I took a closer look and found that the puppet was also made of food—his limbs were made of crab legs, his head was made of conch shells, and his hair was made of seaweed.I watched the crab shell puppet start to perform with a tangled face. His body movements were exaggerated and uncoordinated. With the abrupt music, the whole stage presented an absurd and distorted atmosphere.

There were no narration or lines in this performance, but the puppet worked so hard that the joints were about to break, and I slowly understood the plot.

This little crab comes from a poor family. His father is in poor health and has no ability to work. He is always coughing.And his mother was not only unable to work because of some mental problems, she couldn't even help with basic daily life, and often made the already dilapidated house even more dilapidated, and the three of them lived a life of hardship and poverty.One day, the little crab suddenly found a pearl in the crab shell of his body. He happily showed it to his parents, and the whole family was very happy.

The little crab walked out of the house with the pearl, and came to another group of people - the workmanship of this group of dolls was much more delicate, not only were they wearing gorgeous shell coats, even their fingers were made of golden red coral .The little crab turned his head three times at every step, reluctantly said goodbye to his parents, and walked into the group of people holding the pearl.

Soon, the crab figurine became friends with another delicate figurine, and they spent some time together, with the background of various aquatic plants and corals constantly changing behind them.Until one day, a huge piranha suddenly fell from the sky. The piranha opened its mouth, revealing three rows of fangs inside. It swallowed the two of them in one mouthful, chewed them, and then spit them out—the body of the delicate doll The shells and corals were all broken, and the pearls in the chest cavity were stolen.

When I saw this, I suddenly understood what the plot was about.

I stared back at Xiang Wuzheng with wide eyes - light and shadow intertwined on his face, but his eyes were pitch black, without any warmth.

The exquisitely crafted crowd rushed out, put away the pieces of the exquisite little figure, and angrily beat and cursed at the crab figure.The little crab ran away and returned to his still poor home. Seeing his parents who were even thinner and haggard than before, he took the pearl out of his chest at night and held it in his hand and cried secretly.

It was dawn again, and the little crab walked out of the house again with the pearl. This time he traveled through mountains and rivers, and finally knocked on the door of the piranha.He showed the piranha the pearl in his chest, and made some gestures, as if he wanted to exchange this pearl for the one that was stolen before, but the piranha shook his head, expressing his disinterest.

The crab man turned his head to look outside one last time, and followed the piranha into the other side of the door.

Afterwards, the little crabs began to move and hunt together with the group of piranhas.When he caught the prey for the first time, his slender crab legs and arms were trembling, and he didn't dare to tear the small fish apart.But in order to be able to stay in the piranha colony, in order to be trusted by them, the little crab man struggled very hard to kill the struggling little fish, and sacrificed it to the biggest piranha. Not even a little scrap of meat.

Gradually, as time goes by, the crab villain's hunting skills become more and more proficient, and he is no longer frightened.His originally blue and white crab claws were stained blood red, and scales had grown from his originally soft abdomen.

The scene changed again. When the little crab went out to hunt, he suddenly saw the exquisite puppet he knew before—the pieces on his body had been glued back crookedly.The little crab saw that there was no one else around him, and wanted to go up to talk to him, but he looked at his bloody crab claws, and finally stood there dejectedly, watching the other party go further and further away.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the table on which my arms were resting was suddenly turned upside down, and I turned my head to see——Xiang Wuzheng's cheeks were clenched tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to run away.He raised his hand and swung the steak knife firmly into the chest of the little crab on the stage, nailing it to the background board.

The crab villain relaxed his limbs and lost his mobility. At this moment, the script on the stage suddenly changed.

The corpse of the crab villain was taken away and replaced by a little dragon made of paper.

I couldn't help swearing a bad word - said I was paper?

Compared with before, the experience of this paper dragon looks much better, but because it is made of paper, it becomes wet and limp when hit by a mere wave, and it has no fighting power at all.This paper dragon has experienced all kinds of setbacks and Waterloo, and it hides behind other people from time to time, timidly, looking very hopeless.Not only that, Zhilong also caused many disasters because of his recklessness, and saw many people injured and died in front of him, but he did nothing, or could not do anything.

"Ahem," I couldn't help clearing my throat, "Is this trying to dig out the dark part of our hearts? However, this level of humiliation can't humiliate the real useless wood, and there is not even a trace of fluctuation in my heart."

Hearing this, all the actors on the stage were still, and then smoked, turning into puddles of black water and disappearing.

"Don't pay attention to them, Xiang Wuzheng, let's keep looking." I looked back, but was surprised to find that something was wrong with his whole body—his eyes were pitch black, with almost no whites, and faint With black smoke.

This look seems familiar...

Almost instantly, I immediately understood what happened to him—his mental body was going to be demonized!

Spiritual body... Demonized... That means this is the spiritual realm, a huge spiritual realm!

"Xiang Wuzheng!" I grabbed his arm, but I flinched from the heat.Gritting my teeth, I still grabbed him tightly, and the veins of the dragon soul faintly emerged on my arm.

I am not afraid of the spiritual realm, I thought to myself, a paper dragon is also a dragon!

I imitated the method of pouring dragon power into the Golden Jiaojian before, trying to transfer some strength to Xiang Wuzheng.After all, he also inherited pearls, no, he was a child who inherited dragon power, and the dragon soul accepted his existence without too much difficulty—a trace of golden light climbed from his wrist along the veins to the heart—with The dragon soul protects the heart, the faint black energy emanating from Xiang Wuzheng's body gradually dissipates, and his eyes regain clarity.

It took him a few seconds to understand the current situation, and the first thing he said was: "Don't touch me."

Good crab kid, why does he have a mouth.

I said, "Then don't run away."

"No more." He said, looked up again, and said with a complicated expression: "It's bigger and clearer than last time, Dragon."

I raised my chin and looked at the slightly lowered dragon head, and said, "You have a better attitude, I will ask my boss to cover you."

Xiang Wuzheng let out an annoyed "hum", but he didn't forcefully shake me off.After a pause, he said again: "If this is a spiritual domain, where is the owner of the spiritual domain?"

"This ship is too big, I don't know where to find it." I said, suddenly felt something wrong, and asked curiously, "Wait a minute, why don't you ask who is the owner of the spirit domain?"

He said: "Because, if this cruise ship is the spiritual realm of one person, I can probably guess who it is."