The day I was forced to be a detective pendant

"Gao Fan." Bian Yao said.

The cousin whose name was called was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "Why? How do you know my name?"

This reply seems to have opened some mechanism in this space, a golden light suddenly rises from the ground, draws into the shape of an arch, and flies towards Gaofan.After the golden gate passed the high sail, it stopped on the edge of the chessboard behind him, and a thin white light seeped from the top of the door frame.

The white light kept wandering, and Gao Fan's name was inscribed on the top of the golden gate, and when the last stroke was completed, the floor he was standing on, with his feet as the center, lit up one by one .

Gao Fan obviously also noticed this series of changes. After the initial daze, he gradually came back to his senses, and cursed profanely: "Where is this? Who are you? Dare to punish me, I can't fucking Let you go!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Gao Fan's anger seems to have turned into substance, and wisps of black smoke came out of his open and closed mouth: "Yao Jing, that bitch, I'm sick of you even if you die... you are all from the same school. Right? I will go to your school tomorrow to make troubles, tell all the scandals about Yao Jing, and you two, neither of them can escape!"

I ignored Gao Fan's curses and asked, "Bian Yao, what's going on?"

Bian Yao turned around and glared at me, gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."

His attitude made me angry for a while-what's going on?Does this person take me for a fool again!

When we met for the first time, I pretended to be an autistic boy, and when I asked for the second time, I concealed a lot of things, and that's fine!Just a few hours ago, he told me to act in a play and told me not to worry about this matter, but turned around and found Gao Fan by himself?

I complained: "Bian Yao, why are you so scheming..."

Bian Yao twitched his clenching muscle, but just ignored me, I stretched out my hand to pull him, and called out louder: "Bian Yao!"

The moment I grabbed Bian Yao's arm, he turned his head quickly, but instead of the familiar annoyance and impatience on his face, he was completely shocked and bewildered.

What's wrong?I was taken aback when I saw this.However, before I had time to digest the connotation of his expression carefully, Bian Yao disappeared in front of me.

The next moment, I felt a sinking in my hand, and a black-gold slender iron sword suddenly appeared in my hand.

I was stunned: "..."

What, what's the situation?

I realized in an instant whether I had caused trouble, and asked cautiously, "Bian Yao? You... where did you go?"

Bian Yao's voice exploded in his ears: "I'm fucking in your hands!"

I screamed, "AH!!!!"

Bian Yao also screamed: "Don't let go!"

I was like a dog looking for a tail, turning around in place: "You, where are you? Don't mess with me, I was wrong!"

Bian Yao was furious: "I'm in your hand, you can hear me directly in your mind, I'm the golden scissors in your hand now."

Golden dragon scissors?I took a closer look at the weapon in my hand—it was made of some kind of black iron, with a restrained golden light, and it was cold and heavy in my hand.There are two arc-shaped guards in the shape of dragon scales at the tail of the sword. After a little effort in my hand, I found that it can be divided into two thin swords, which are indeed in the shape of scissors when crossed.

Bian Yao's voice sounded in my head: "You can't talk nonsense here, especially you can't call names indiscriminately, understand! I'm really mad at you."

The edge of the chessboard under my feet began to flash red light, Bian Yao said: "Hurry up, it's too late, report your name."

There are more than a hundred question marks in my mind, but what happened at this moment is beyond my comprehension and digestion speed, so I have to honestly follow what he said: "I...my name is Zou Chuyang."

The golden door rose in response, and hit my face straight, framing me in it, as if a strong but gentle wind had penetrated my body.The golden gate stopped less than ten meters behind me. I looked back, and as expected, the words "Zou Chuyang" also appeared on the top of the gate.

Me: "Now... now?"

Bian Yao: "Now we are in a limbo world, you can think of it as an enchantment where only the spirit body exists, and everything that happens here will affect the body in this world."

I:……

me?"

Bian Yao explained quickly: "This is the only place where we can influence Gao Fan. In this world, we have no witnesses or physical evidence. If you have seen him, you should know that he is a virtuous person. , so we can only start with his own mental strength. Here, he is forced to admit the crimes he committed, or at least make him feel remorse and remorse for what he has done. This kind of emotion will be infinitely magnified in this world..."

Although what Bian Yao said was conveyed to my brain without hindrance, it was not well understood.I only noticed that Gao Fan on the opposite side was not quite right—the black mist that I mistaken for hallucinations was thick enough to cover his torso and limbs, Gao Fan's body was twisted and deformed, and his height was also raised a lot.

At this time, I suddenly discovered another thing - the chessboard enchantment is very bright, those light sources from nowhere are projected on Gao Fan, and the shadow formed under his feet is not him, but a huge, open Monsters with countless tentacles.

Bian Yao didn't have time to elaborate, the scene had already changed a little bit - the translucent wall that originally separated the mad dog-like high sail turned into a matte gray matte material, with huge red numbers reflected on it: 10, 9, 8... and counting down.

"So, so what should I do to make him regret it?" I held the hilt of the sword with both hands, trembling constantly: "Look at his appearance, he is going crazy."

Bian Yao said simply and rudely: "Beat until he is convinced."

The moment the wall was removed, "Gao Fan" rushed over, and I subconsciously turned around and ran.Bian Yao's exasperated voice kept ringing in my head: "Don't run away! Turn around! Keep your eyes on the enemy!"

"Ahhh! It's easy for you to say!"

I ran wildly around the field, and the roaring sound of the high sail was far and near behind me.After circling the field for a full circle, I realized that I couldn't even take a step on the edge of the board, so I had to stop the car and turn back to face Gao Fan, who was obviously abnormal—his figure was getting bigger and bigger, getting closer and closer to the shadow under his feet The shape of it is already a tentacle monster of R17.

Bian Yao said: "This is a pure spiritual world. Gao Fan's spiritual body has turned black and demonized. Now he is irrational and unable to communicate. You have to cut off the extra parts of him. "

"Cut it off?" I couldn't believe it: "What crazy words are you talking about!"

"Gao Fan" charged up again, and rushed towards me with his teeth and claws. There was billowing black smoke around his "tentacles". I subconsciously felt that if my skin touched the black smoke, it might be corroded.

"Bian Yao, that black smoke..."

"Don't say it." Bian Yao quickly interrupted me, "Don't say it, you can't talk nonsense here."

Then he yelled, "Now!"

As soon as "Gao Fan" swung its tentacles over, I quickly raised the golden scissors in my hand to block, the soldiers met shortly, my arms trembled, and the golden scissors made a crisp sound of "ding".

Bian Yao in his head also snorted in pain.

I flipped my wrist quickly, withdrew my strength along the blade, and asked, "Bian Yao, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Bian Yao said, "Don't be afraid, my strength and toughness largely depend on your control and ability."

"But I don't have the ability and control," I cried, "I'm just a newbie!"

Bian Yao sounded very annoyed, I don't know if it was because of the pain: "Aren't you from the Kendo club? What are you doing? Stop being cute!"

I retorted subconsciously: "I usually use Toyama practice sticks for practice, which are similar to Japanese swords, not this kind...forget it."

I retreated a dozen steps in a row, distanced myself from "Gao Fan", took a deep breath, held the sword in both hands, slightly parted my knees, and moved my left toe forward, assuming a posture ready to attack. "Gao Fan" became bigger again, his body swelled to the extreme, and it was no different from the shadow on the ground, and his face was completely hidden in the black mist, and his human form was completely invisible.

Is this the heart of this man?I think it was because of his heart that he did those things to Yao Jing.

Or did he become like this because of those things he did?

All the tentacles on "Gao Fan" turned into legs and feet, half crawling and half pounced, sweeping towards him with an overwhelming momentum.I aimed at the gap between two of his tentacles, ducked down, aimed at the base of the tentacles, and slashed fiercely with all my strength.

Unexpectedly, with one stab, my wrist was almost knocked over, and the golden dragon scissors almost fell out of my hand, leaving only a little burnt gray at the base of the tentacle.

I yelled, "What's going on?"

It was rare for Bian Yao not to respond quickly. After a moment of silence, he said, "It's my fault."

I rolled around on the spot, scrambling to escape the attack range of "Gao Fan", and asked, "What do you mean!"

Bian Yao's deep voice sounded: "This is not something that can be accomplished overnight. The weapon and the technique have not cooperated before, the tacit understanding and trust are very low, and the effect that can be produced is also very limited."

I understand - Bian Yao, who is the golden jiao scissor, doesn't trust me who uses him, so he flicks the knife.I asked anxiously: "Then can I cut it now?"

Bian Yao took a deep breath. I don't know why, but I have already seen his impatient but trying his best to endure: "Yes, I will try my best to trust you."

"That's what you said!" I yelled, "Look at Lao Tzu's swastika!"

I staggered the two swords in my hand, aimed at the black mist tentacles of "Gao Fan" that had already stretched out in front of my eyes, and slammed them back—the golden scissors closed with a "click", and a thick black tentacle fell to the floor with a "boom" .

"Awesome!" I praised myself mercilessly, and taking advantage of "Gao Fan"'s ignorance, I "clicked" and dropped several tentacles one after another.

All the tentacles of "Gao Fan" exerted force together, jumped back five or six meters, and retreated back to his side of the chessboard.Bian Yao said: "Very good. After all the tentacles are cut off, his mobility will be limited. You can take this opportunity to cut open the black mist and pull out the body inside."

"Okay," I was greatly encouraged, and raised the golden scissors in my hand: "Look at the true biography of my teacher Tony!"

Bian Yao: "..."

Little did I know that at the next moment, "Gao Fan" also changed his strategy. He wrapped all his tentacles together to form a huge sphere of black mist, and rolled towards me head-on.

The floor under my feet trembled slightly. I frantically put away the golden scissors and rolled three times on the floor before avoiding it. "Is this thing intelligent?" I asked.

"You have intelligence, why doesn't he have it?" Bian Yao said mercilessly.

I:"……"

While speaking, the giant ball chased me again. This time I adjusted my center, bent my knees and squatted halfway, and didn't jump to the side until the giant ball was close at hand.At the same time as my body jumped up, I turned my body with the force of kicking the ground, and swung the sword fiercely with inertia, cutting off two tentacles at once—although it wasn't cut off from the root, but it still hurt him.

But the next moment, I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. I looked down and saw a little black smoke wrapped around it. It must have been too risky when I was dodging just now, so I rubbed against it.

It hurts... My facial features are all twisted together, and only then did I think of a rather serious problem.

"Bian Yao, what if you die here?" I asked.

Bian Yao said without hesitation: "Then you are finished in the real world."

I was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"It means that if your mental body is severely damaged or dies, you will become an idiot or a vegetable in the real world, so please tighten your skin!" Bian Yao said, "Look, he's gone. .”

I looked up and saw that "Gao Fan" was no longer a black ball. He had lost most of his tentacles, and he was not moving smoothly. He was writhing angrily on the spot, but he no longer attacked frantically.

Looks like it's my turn now.

"Don't waste any more time," Bian Yao said, "Focus on it, one strike will pay off."

"Yeah." I replied.

What would I do if it was in the kendo arena?I let go of my wrist, Jin Jiaojian held two sword flowers by my side.This sword is a little longer and heavier than the sword I usually use for practice. Although it is not flexible enough to use, the weight of the sword itself is also an advantage that can be used.

Thinking of this, I had an idea in my mind.

I locked my eyes on the side where the tentacles of "Gao Sail" were more intact, adjusted my breathing, and rushed straight with my legs.While running, I straightened the tip of the sword, raised it sharply from the lower right to the upper left, and a sharp white light flashed across the side of "Gao Fan" in an instant.But he was already prepared, the four tentacles attacked at the same time, trying to entangle the golden dragon scissors.

At this moment, I slightly bowed my back and jumped up on the spot, using the strength of my flight and the potential energy of the golden dragon scissors' gravity to strike down, and slashed straight to the place I was really aiming at—the shell that wrapped Gaofan's body.

"Ahhh!"

In this brief but wonderful moment, the golden jiao scissor transformed into by Bian Yao communicated with me spiritually, the sword light was at its peak, and the sword energy was released, breaking the thick black mist open, revealing Gao Fan's own face inside.His eyes were red, he yelled furiously, and all the complete and incomplete tentacles tightened together.I hastily raised my sword over my shoulder, and made a circular arc on the top of my head.

Cutting off a tentacle weakened the Jinjiao's shear strength by a layer, and my shoulder polluted by the black mist hurt even more.I was in a cold sweat, Bian Yao said in my mind: "Back, back, don't be greedy for swords!"

I probably understood his instructions in my head, but my body's reaction was still half a beat behind.The remaining "high sail" collided with me head-on, I fell backward uncontrollably, hit the back of my head on the chessboard, and lost consciousness.

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