Dangdang shop

"Well!"

Rao Hu Cheng had already been covered by Wang Dun in advance, and the scream that was as sharp as a steel knife pierced his skin still shocked him a little bit, as if after his skull was lifted, his brain was blown away. People have stirred it with a spoon.

"Didn't you scare you?"

Wang Dun protected Hu Cheng in his arms, and only let him go after the dust of broken glass all over the sky had settled, and asked quite nervously.

"No... no."

Because the shock was too strong, Hu Cheng was a little absent-minded, and his answers were not as keen as usual. His pupils were still a little dilated, making his originally calm phoenix eyes look round and cute with colored contact lenses. , not so much aggressive anymore.

"You've just……"

"Oh, didn't I absorb the fear you felt just now, and now I just use this useless negative energy to resist the phantom attack."

As Wang Dun spoke, he pushed Hu Cheng away a little, and shook his hair, shaking off the broken glass scum all over his head.

"Then what was my feeling just now?"

Hu Cheng frowned and looked at the broken glass all over the floor. It was really strange. Wang Dun looked at his little face, which was so red that it could be broken by blows. These glass shards falling vertically from a high place could not hurt him at all. Can it be explained as thick-skinned?

"I can hear your slander." Wang Dun puffed up his face and didn't pursue further: "Just now I took advantage of the situation to increase the stress response, aroused the fear of absorption, and then used this energy to break the illusion attack."

"You mean, your usual level of stress response will make you... so uncomfortable." Hu Cheng felt a little bit in his heart, he knew that Wang Dun would be easily blown up when he set up a "screen saver" , and thought it was cute, but if he kept this level of stress response, it turned out that his inner feelings turned out to be like this.

Endless fear and anxiety, even though it was only a few seconds just now, Hu Cheng already felt very uncomfortable, but Wang Dun and he...

"It'll be fine if you get used to it." Wang Dun said optimistically without any self-pity.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, but with you protecting me, I'm not afraid." Wang Dun said bluntly, as if what they were talking about was not endless negative emotions, but just a very small entanglement about what to eat for lunch .

In the wrath of the Son of Heaven, millions of corpses were laid down, and blood flowed for thousands of miles.Hu Cheng suddenly thought of this sentence, Wang Dun is really a man with a good temper, because he must have a good temper.

Hu Cheng suddenly felt a pain in his heart, walked a few steps more than half a step away from Wang Dun, and led him forward.

After passing through the corridor, there was a door like a bookshelf in front of the two of them.

"What is this thing? It's really knowledgeable." Wang Dun sighed.

"This should be the door of the library, because the inside wall is full of books, so corresponding grooves should be made on the outside door to hold some of the books, which is not only a symbol, but also a good decoration .”

Hu Cheng often goes abroad because of his work, and sometimes shoots commercials in some ancient castles with considerable cultural relic value, so he is quite familiar with this kind of furnishings.

"Hey, this design is not bad. I'll get you one in the future. Don't you like reading books?" Wang Dun reached out and touched the door that was made into a bookshelf, and winked at Hu Cheng.

Hu Cheng didn't bring many things with him. Books took up most of the volume. He has a habit of collecting ancient books, not for the hobby of collecting them. He also read those books back then, and because Because of his high literary literacy, Hu Cheng cherishes paper products very much, and never throws away those that can be preserved. Therefore, over the years, antiques and curiosities have been preserved in general, but books have kept many ancient books, which are similar to the yearly system preserved by Wang Dun. The high-quality pots and pans are in stark contrast.

"We'll talk about it later, we're going in now, is that okay?" Hu Cheng said in a deep voice.

Although separated by the door of the bookshelf, he could already feel the deep sense of oppression behind the door. He took a deep breath and looked at Wang Dun fearlessly.

"Let's go, it's a visit from relatives." Wang Dun's expression was also quite relaxed, and he couldn't see what he should be like on the eve of the decisive battle, but Hu Cheng could feel it through synaesthesia. In Dun's conscious world, the sea of ​​oranges is setting off turbulent waves. On the originally gentle and peaceful sea level, at this moment, there are noisy storms.

Wang Dun was preparing, but his heart was not as calm as his appearance.

Hu Cheng already knew that the big shopkeeper was not a man with expressions of joy and anger. Kuizi said behind his back that his appearance was honest and treacherous. It looks so careless on the outside, and such a person will not suffer easily.

Hu Cheng knew the truth, nodded, and was about to reach out and grab the brass door knob.

"I'm coming, your hands are cold." Wang Dun reached out to hold the door knob first, Hu Cheng was a little slower, and directly stroked the back of Wang Dun's hand.

His hands are very warm and dry, and the touch is reassuring.

"Let's go." Wang Dun nodded, and with a force in his hand, he twisted open the door of the library.

……

Entering the room, the first thing they saw was a room full of mirrors. It was indeed in the Rococo style. Each mirror was covered with a metal frame with intricate carvings, which made Hu Cheng and Wang Dun feel the same in the first place. No one in the book recognized that these were many mirrors, but they looked like many famous paintings, because there were people in the mirrors, and they were not directly facing the mirrors, but people with different expressions and actions. Although their figures It is embedded in the mirror, but it does not appear in the space of this library.

Are these obsessions imprisoned by the uncle?He——even used human memory as the decoration of the study.A physical disgust arose in Wang Dun and Hu Cheng's hearts at the same time.

In the middle area surrounded by many mirrors of memory, there is a large fireplace, and the outer fence is all golden, even if it is not pure gold, at least there are gold-plated components. The interior is decorated in a Rococo style without being obtrusive.

Beside the fireplace is an elegantly decorated rocking chair, on which Hu Cheng and Wang Dun are sitting obliquely facing a figure from the back, although they didn't see each other, both of them can recognize that it is the figure from the eldest son-in-law's back.

His slender fingers idly tapped the armrest of the rocking chair. The metal armrest seemed to have been rubbed by him for a long time, and it shone with a golden luster that was completely different from the gloomy surroundings.

The uncle's knees were covered with a blanket, and he seemed to be reading a book. He must have heard the sound of Hu Cheng and the others pushing the door in, but he didn't make any big movements, and he didn't even turn his head to look at them. Just said in a low and soft voice: "Come?"

Before Wang Dun and Hu Cheng had time to strike up a conversation, suddenly, a huge animal leaped up from the floor under the eldest son-in-law's rocking chair. Because of the abrupt relationship, both of them were surprised. , and at the same time subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the opponent's body, perhaps because of the synaesthesia, the movements reached an unprecedented tacit understanding.

"Heh, it's such a good relationship." The eldest uncle smiled, and touched the head and neck of the big animal with his hand in a comforting manner. Lifting his torso, he made a posture commonly used by wild animals when defending and preparing to attack.

Only then did Wang Dun see clearly that it was a big dog that would be taller than a human when standing up, but because of the dim light in the room and the black fur, they didn't notice it at all just now.

"It's not a dog." Hu Cheng gave a brief explanation to Wang Dun in his synaesthesia.

"Not a dog? What is that, a husky?" Wang Dun responded in the same way.

"When is it and you still have the mood to joke?!" Although Hu Cheng's synaesthesia was toneless, the urgent communication also made Wang Dun feel that he was rolling his eyes.

"I'm not wrong, huskies are not dogs at all, they are aliens." Wang Dun was still protesting.

"You... Forget it, I'm still not sure what it is. It may be the externalization of some kind of spiritual power. Anyway, it will not be an animal like a dog. Our family has a relationship with dogs that is similar to natural enemies. If it is really a dog I can feel it very clearly." Hu Cheng gave up discussing with Wang Dun whether a husky is a dog or not, and explained sternly.

"Is it a dog? Let's find out if we ask." After receiving Hu Cheng's synaesthesia, Wang Dun didn't respond, but said it directly in words.

"Uncle, what is this big guy beside you?" Wang Dun asked in a daze.

"Oh, this one."

At this moment, the eldest son-in-law finally condescended to shake off the blanket on his knees, and stood up from the rocking chair. At the same time, he turned his head, stretched out his hand to comfort the beast beside him, and looked at Wang with a gentle smile. Dun and Hu Cheng.

"Huh? His face..."

Hu Cheng still didn't make a sound, but said something doubtful in the synaesthesia.

"What's the matter? Too much plastic surgery?" Wang Dun has no aesthetic sympathy for the eldest son-in-law, and he can't see anything wrong with this passer-by's face. Professional habit When speaking of this sentence, Wang Dun always felt that the second half of the sentence would tell which part of the other party had moved the knife.

"No, I think he looks very ordinary now, and he is not pleasing, even a little..."

"Disgusting?" Wang Dun continued.

This is not surprising. When Hu Cheng saw the eldest son-in-law before, he did not communicate with Wang Dun, nor did he share his database, so he would be confused by the eldest son-in-law's face infinitely approaching the average, thinking that he has a prosperous beauty. Yan.

But now, because of the relationship of sharing the database with Wang Dun, after removing that layer of idol filter, Hu Cheng really has a disgust of disgusting and ugly appearance rising in his heart.