The day I was forced to be a detective pendant

"What! What is this!" Xiang Wuzheng was stunned, looking at all this blankly.

The human boy looked unconscious with his neck thrown back, his eyes closed, his arms hanging by his side.There seemed to be an undercurrent surging under his feet, and the hair around his face and the hem of his trousers were floating and flying.

The huge dragon's head also had its eyes closed, as if an ancient god descended into the world, watching over the unconscious boy below it with undeniable majesty.The golden scissors left on the ground became brighter and brighter, and the golden light shone and penetrated the dragon's body—it was a phantom of a dragon.

"What the hell is this?" Xiang Wuzheng asked again.

No one could answer, probably even if the boy was awake, he himself would not know what it was.Is he a dragon?Why does he appear at the same time as the dragon form?Or maybe it was a dragon hiding and parasitic in his body, which inexplicably appeared in the spiritual realm.

The light of the golden scissors receded, and Bian Yao returned to his human form. He didn't even have time to give Xiang Wuzheng a glance, so he quickly ran to Zou Chuyang.

When he came under the head of the giant dragon, the dragon suddenly opened its eyes, and the whole spiritual domain was instantly illuminated.Under the golden-red light like the rising sun, two pairs of snake eyes with vertical pupils looked at each other in silence—the soul looking up was young and bewildered, while the world looking down was ruthless and arrogant.

Bian Yao took another step forward and came to the giant dragon. The dragon's beard was almost touching him—if the beard had any substance.The dragon's eyeballs moved with him, but there was no other reaction—the ancient soul seemed to acquiesce in his approach.

Bian Yao carefully put his hands on Zou Chuyang's shoulders, and the boy's weightless floating body fell into his arms.He knelt down with his knees apart, and lifted the boy's sleeves and clothes to check—his ribs, elbows, and arms were covered with bruises.There were injuries all over the body, but nothing serious enough to be fatal.

Bian Yao raised his head and gave Xiang Wuzheng a distant look with a complicated expression.

The familiar faces in the old days have changed a lot after four years, but they are not so strange.The more thorough change probably comes from the person's temperament. In the past, he could judge his mood and preferences through any slight movement of this person's gestures, but now, he can't see anything, and the originally clear air is filled with moisture and silence. haze.

Does the other party see themselves in the same way?

Xiang Wuzheng was startled suddenly, and blurted out: "What?"

Bian Yao froze for a moment, and then realized that he was talking to his partner.

"What did you say?" Xiang Wuzheng's face was stained with anger, "No, this is not the mission and purpose of our visit this time!"

A bad premonition suddenly surged in Bian Yao's heart, and he hugged the unconscious boy even tighter.

Xiang Wuzheng was sullen, gritted his teeth and struggled for a while, then exhaled a foul breath, squeezed the drumstick in his hand, and raised his arms again.

Bian Yao looked up and saw that the eyelashes of the giant dragon above his head were drooping, he didn't know whether it was weak or sleepy.

The drums sounded again, and the image of the dragon began to shake and disappear, as if the projection signal was unstable.The dragon closed his eyes again, and the golden-orange light gradually went out.

Bian Yao said, "Xiang Wuzheng, what are you doing?"

Seeing that the other party did not answer, he said again: "Why did you do this, you are not such a person."

Xiang Wuzheng snorted coldly: "You don't know what kind of person I am, people can change."

"Maybe, but you didn't lie before, you said you didn't want to hurt him, and you really didn't hit him hard, didn't you?" Bian Yao said.

Hearing this, Xiang Wuzheng closed his eyes, heaved a sigh of relief, and murmured: "It was like that at the beginning... Unfortunately, it's too late, it's all your fault, it's all your fault for being disobedient..."

After finishing speaking, he tightly shut his mouth, beat the spirit drum vigorously, and the sand-yellow earth shook again. Bian Yao didn't care about that much, and slapped Zou Chuyang on the cheek with bursts of headaches: "Get up!"

He touched Zou Chuyang's skin with his hand, and suddenly found that he was icy cold, he couldn't feel his heartbeat or anything, he seemed to be dead.Bian Yao's hands and feet went numb in an instant—could it be that the dragon soul just now was Zou Chuyang's own soul?He was suddenly flustered, hugged Zou Chuyang's shoulders and rubbed his head violently: "Wake up quickly, you!"

Terrible, never again.

Xiang Wuzheng stood a few meters away looking at this scene in a daze. When the two were involved in a kidnapping accident a few years ago, he held Bian Yao in the same way, and his face was covered with sweat and tears... At that time, they both Still so small, so weak.

He is no longer the weak man he was back then!He shook his head, pushing irrelevant thoughts out of his mind.

Zou Chuyang was dangling around, and his consciousness finally came back from a distant place.His chest suddenly bulged, and he took a big breath, recovering from the illusion of dying.

"Cough, cough, cough!" He subconsciously grabbed Bian Yao's sleeve, "Damn, what happened! Why did you slap me while I was unconscious!"

Bian Yao savagely grabbed him from the ground: "Stop being cute, run!"

"Huh? Where are you going?"

He was in pain all over his body, and before he could pick up the golden flood scissors again, he lost his center of gravity again—the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and the two of them fell rapidly and fell into the abyss.

"Ouch, hello—" Zou Chuyang murmured in the dark, "It hurts... It hurts already, but now it hurts even more."

His nasal complaint was accompanied by a muffled echo: "What's going on? Where are you, Bian Yao? Where am I..."

The snake's eyes glowed in the dark: "Don't move around."

Zou Chuyang didn't dare to walk away, and asked in a low voice, "Why is there such a heavy echo?"

Bian Yao was silent for a moment, then said: "This is the inside of the drum."

Zou Chuyang was stunned: "Huh?"

Before the words were finished, a little light was cast on the top of the two people's heads - the drum skin that originally covered the top of the head was completely opened, split into a hundred or so strips, and then it was drawn towards them as if alive.The flexible drum skin turned into a bandage, immediately binding the two of them tightly.

Zou Chuyang screamed: "What play!"

Bian Yao also "tsk": "His weapon! The weapon is not a drumstick, but a whole drum!"

Zou Chuyang was stunned for a moment - the strong man in sunglasses, Brother Ku, appeared in front of his eyes, and he also reacted.He had been too concerned about the drumstick in Yixiang Wuzheng's hand before, and he didn't realize that it was the drum skin under their feet that resonated with the drumstick?

The drum skin covered the drum surface, so it was a huge drum under their feet.

"Such a large-scale weapon! It means... we have been stepping on that big brother to fight?"

Zou Chuyang twisted hard, but the skin of the drum became tighter and tighter. His ribs and arms were in excruciating pain, and his facial expression also became distorted. After suffering such a serious injury in the spiritual realm, even though he had no demonic energy Corrosion, he didn't dare to think how long he would be unconscious after going out this time.

"Uh--you...have you..." He struggled to speak.

Bian Yao, who was also uncomfortable: "Huh? What?"

"Have you ever seen a documentary called Dissecting an Alien, and the alien was strapped to a table and couldn't move?"

Bian Yao: "..."

"..." Even Xiang Wuzheng was speechless.

"Don't you think it's similar? Now we..."

There was an unusual silence in the venue, and after a long while, Zou Chuyang said lightly: "I'm sorry, is the timing wrong now..."

"You can realize this kind of thing by yourself, I don't think this life was in vain." Bian Yao showed a grumpy expression as the bandages became tighter and tighter, "And the alien in that fake documentary is already dead, okay? .”

"... Hey, what do you mean, what does it mean to not waste this life? Didn't you say that you can't talk nonsense in the spiritual realm? Uhhh!"

The drum skin that originally only wrapped around his limbs had wrapped him up like a mummy, even covering his neck, mouth and nose.The suffocation of being buried alive instantly overwhelmed him, and in the last consciousness, he only heard Bian Yao shouting: "Let him go, he's just a monkey, really!"

Zou Chuyang's brain was short of oxygen, and he thought in a daze: It's not just monkeys... what else?

"Xiang Wuzheng, what are you going to do!" Bian Yao couldn't move, but still looked coldly at his former best friend.

Xiang Wuzheng didn't speak, but a strange male voice asked: "What about the ability of this little snake?"

Bian Yao immediately realized that it was the sound of the drum, Xiang Wuzheng pursed his lips, paused for a moment, and then said: No more.

The man said, "Then just catch that monkey."

take away?Bian Yao struggled to get up and shouted, "Wait, who are you! Xiang Wuzheng, do you know what you are doing?"

The next moment, his mouth was also wrapped in drum skin bandages, and he looked at the humanoid chrysalis not far away, his eyes were tearing open, but he couldn't do anything—his heart was empty, a trace of dragon power nothing.

So why?What was the dragon just now? Could it be just his illusion?It made him think that he had received the mercy of the dragon god and had a chance to live a new life.

But he is still a useless person, and his strength is just a luxury.

He was about to lose his companion again... Bian Yao closed his eyes and let the drum skin seal his five senses.

He was trapped in this chaotic darkness, but his mood was strangely calm——what else could he lose?After all, he has no ability to be deprived by anyone.

No, he overturned this idea in an instant - he still has his spiritual deed.That stupid monkey who didn't even know what the spirit realm was at the beginning, smirked like he didn't know how to worry about it every day, and he didn't get angry no matter how he bullied him.The clumsy monkey has a sense of justice that has no place to vent—it hates bad people when it sees them, and gets close to good people when it sees them. It also somehow summons a dragon that has long since disappeared from the world. If he is not caught, he will be caught.

But no, he was the one who brought the other party into this world by himself. Suddenly, such a noisy person broke into his gloomy and pessimistic world. No one can fool anyone.

Don't take my friend away anymore, Bian Yao recalled that snowy hut, the fireplace was warm, the boy said to him with red ears: "I will not betray my friend, just let me be your partner! "

The brilliance of the North Pole was projected on them distortedly through the double-glazed glass, and his heart was full of tranquility.

Is it going to end like this again?

The lack of oxygen made his consciousness more and more blurred, so that it took him several beats to realize that the force that restrained him seemed to have loosened a bit.

Bian Yao struggled vigorously with both arms, the bandages were instantly loosened, and he fell to the ground.Bian Yao opened his eyes and looked, and Zou Chuyang was also released, looking at the sky with his mouth half open.

What is this silly monkey doing?

Bian Yao couldn't help but also looked up, the sight was not trivial, the ceiling of the arc of the spiritual realm burst a huge hole at some point, and a ball of blazing fire was flying towards them with billowing smoke and dust.

Zou Chuyang took a deep breath and screamed loudly: "A comet has hit the earth!!!"

"Who!" Xiang Wuzheng roared, he couldn't believe it, "How is it possible, how is it possible that someone can break in from the outside!"

What?Bian Yao was also stunned - he had never heard of such a practice by tearing apart the Lingyu from the outside and forcing his way in.

The raging fire approached the eyes, and under the bright light, it showed its original shape. It was a divine bird with green wings, red top and white beak!The bird folded its flaming wings and stood on Zou Chuyang's shoulder with one foot.

Zou Chuyang froze.

He turned his neck mechanically, and asked in a trembling voice, "Dare to ask...you, who are you?"

The divine bird raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry. The sound was sweet and pleasant, and it made people feel refreshed and clear-headed—the headache and tinnitus caused by the spirit drum before were all dispelled.

Zou Chuyang’s tinnitus, which had been tormenting him for a long time, finally disappeared. He couldn’t help but feel joyful, and couldn’t help but want to touch the bird’s feathers—although there are small clusters of flames burning on each beautiful feather, they are not hot at all. .

"Don't move around!" Bian Yao gritted his teeth - how dare this guy touch anything!

"You can't control my power, but I can borrow it from you for the time being."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded, it was someone Zou Chuyang had never expected to meet here.

"Zhai Qi!" Zou Chuyang said incredulously, "Master...brother?"

Bird nodded: "Yeah."

He spread his wings and pounced, blasting out a lot of sparks in an instant. When Zou Chuyang looked again, he had a bow made entirely of flames in his hand.

The moment he grasped the bow with his fingers, the surrounding scene changed instantly.

The sand-yellow drum head and brown drum body disappeared without a trace, and he found himself in hell, surrounded by magma waterfalls reaching the sky, red waves rolling under the cracked surface, and not far in front of him In the place, there are two people falling down.

Xiang Wuzheng and his human-turned partner were almost blinded by the flames of karma, looking in his direction through the steaming air.

"This is the sunset bow, used by Hou Yi." Zhai Qi said.

Zou Chuyang was at a loss. The moment he drew the bow, a feather of fire appeared out of nowhere on the string—all of this was completely beyond his control, and a force so vast that it was impossible to describe enveloped him. He felt that he It is the tiniest speck of dust in the universe.

Is this what Zhai Qi called "the power he can't control"?Zou Chuyang slowly released his bow: "But I don't want to kill them."

"If you don't want to kill in your heart, you will never kill." Zhai Qi said, "Pull your bow."

Zou Chuyang closed his eyes, took a deep breath and let it out slowly.Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, golden light flashed in his pupils, and he pointed the arrow at the sky—the fire feather drew an arc with its long feather tail, and the air along the way was all distorted by the high temperature.

The moment the fire feather fell, it burned on the ground, and the fire spread like oil.In an instant, a few miles around fell into an inextinguishable huge fire, burning up the entire spiritual realm that had trapped them for a long time.

The scene of the real world finally returned to the front, in the alley, Xiang Wuzheng closed his eyes and passed out, while his partner was lying on the ground unable to move in extreme pain.The man they were chasing before disappeared long ago, and the seemingly harmless psychiatrist picked up Zou Chuyang and Bian Yao one by one, and disappeared into the night.

The author says:

In fact, the doctor was supposed to be on the cover, but the friend who drew the cover impulsively drew a big chicken. . .I sternly rejected her