Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

A game of chasing and fleeing, but a game of fetching water from a bamboo basket is empty.

The man dressed as a demon crumbled and wandered around in anger, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and put his greedy eyes on Jiang Chen.

"You'd better not have such thoughts." Qianwu said as he took off the fasting wooden sign and pressed it on Jiang Chen's chest, "Look, he can't eat either."

The shop owner looked dangerously at Qianwu, Qianwu withdrew his arm again, bent his eyebrows and showed him a gentle smile, "We can play this game until dawn, do you believe it?"

"Where did you get this thing? It smells like Lord Beelzebub." The other party asked.

Qianwu said, "I have a friend named Zhuang Zhuang. He rented a house for Beelzebub to live in for a long time, until the two of them gradually grew into one person. This was given to me by Zhuang Zhuang after asking Beelzebub's consent. .”

The other party was puzzled when he heard the words, but in an instant he said viciously: "The fasting card is for you, it can't protect him!"

"Beelzebub said that this thing protects my whole family." Qianwu threw the small wooden sign with a smile, raised his arm and put it on Jiang Chen's shoulder, and said with a smile: "This is my husband-in-law, it belongs to Beelzebub's landlord. The husband of the savior."

The devil's mind is not strong enough to understand such a complicated relationship chain, so the other party was silent for a long time.

Jiang Chen lowered his eyebrows and glanced at someone on his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "I haven't seen you for three years, and I learned so much outside."

Qianwu smiled brighter at the demon, stomped on Jiang Chen's foot, "Shut up."

After confronting each other for as long as a century, the demon turned and left with a sullen face.

Not a single word remained.

It seemed that he had encountered the biggest setback since entering purgatory.

After a reluctant long-distance run in the middle of the night, when the inn came into view again, Qianwu was already dizzy from exhaustion.

"What time is it?" he asked.

Jiang Chen said, "I've heard Chou Shi make it louder just now, at least it will be after two o'clock."

"Tomorrow I will sleep until noon." Qianwu's expression became even more unhappy, "No matter how many people died, we will wait until I wake up."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen just smiled and said nothing, Qian Wu raised his eyebrows, "What are you laughing at?"

"You have forgotten about your insomnia." Jiang Chen turned around and touched his head with his hand, "I mentioned it again two days ago, but you forgot it now. This means that you are really getting better soon." .”

Perhaps it was the dark night that covered up the inexplicable subtlety, but Qianwu didn't realize the intimacy behind this action.

He stared at Jiang Chen for a long time, the outline of the other party was a bit blurred in the darkness, but those eyes were still very real, looking back at him with a smile.

Qianwu suddenly asked: "You said, if I return to the real world, will I continue to be sick?"

Jiang Chen curled his lips silently, "Then if we return to the real world, can we continue to walk together?"

Qian Wu was stunned for a while.

"I'm asking you a question," he whispered.

Jiang Chen said, "I'm also asking you questions."

Qian Wu turned around and walked back, Jiang Chen suddenly said behind him: "I have stood firm."

Qianwu paused.

"Qianwu, I have stood firm and rooted. I have not become a hypocritical puppet like you feared. I can reveal my lover to the world, or I can stay with him in a low-key way. He can be anyone. Any profession, any words. I will not arrogantly use my power to open the way for him, and I will never have to let him suffer for the gains and losses of the Jiang family."

With his back turned to him, Qianwu calmly said after a long time: "What does this mean?"

"This is a personal statement, to make up for what you lacked in understanding me after not seeing you for three years." Jiang Chen's voice was deep and familiar, "I don't want to force you to turn around, but just to state a fact, if you hate me It's just that the years, the years are over."

This is Jiang Chen, or that Jiang Chen.

Even if it is such a remark, it will be said in an orderly manner, as if sorting out the logical defense in court.

After a long time, Qianwu heard himself say, "Got it."

"En." Jiang Chen replied immediately, walked past him to the front, and calmly said: "Go back to sleep."

It was only a [-]-meter path from the street entrance to the front of the inn, but the drowsiness of Qianwu when he was dizzy was gone. He walked to the door silently all the way, and just put his hand on the latch, but was grabbed by Jiang Chen.

"Something's wrong." Jiang Chen frowned and said, "A smell of blood."

Qianwu froze, and gently sucked his nose, "Where is it?"

"Very light, but there is." Jiang Chen said and pulled him behind him, and pushed open the door of the inn after a while.

Then, he and Qianwu stayed in place at the same time.

Two of them died, Fei Fei and Q Zai from Xiaobai's team.But neither Qianwu nor Jiang Chen could see the corpses, because they were swallowed alive by the demons who broke into the inn, and there was not even any bones left.

Peng Peng was seriously injured, one shoulder was bitten almost to the point of penetration, blood flowed everywhere, he sat on the steps dying, eyes downcast.

When Qianwu and the others entered, there was a dead silence in the inn, everyone was sitting around, but no one said anything.

The only sound in the room was the sound of Peng Peng's blood dripping on the floor.

Wen Li was putting one leg back on his body in a dejected and silent manner, Qian Wu's eyes swept over him, and after a while, he turned back to stare at him in disbelief.

"Prosthetic limbs." Wen Li said hoarsely, as if he had eyes on the top of his head, "Retired soldiers, a leg was blown off in a special operation."

Qianwu opened his mouth, but no sound came out.The scene was too complicated, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Is Peng Peng okay?" Jiang Chen walked over and squatted beside Peng Peng, "Be patient."

As he spoke, he reached out to tear Peng Peng's clothes, accompanied by the sound of the clothes being torn, Peng Peng screamed hoarsely.

"Don't look." Zhong Liye on the side whispered: "The bones are fine, the muscles are torn, and there are blood vessels, which need to be stitched."

Jiang Chen immediately looked at him, "Are you coming?"

"I'm a veterinarian." Zhong Liye frowned suddenly, and for the first time his Qingjun brows were tainted with rage, and he said in a hateful voice, "I can't treat surgery!"

"You treated Beelzebub's bite for me." Qianwu said.

Zhong Liye sneered, "The puppy has been bitten by other dogs too."

"What's going on?" Jiang Chen frowned and asked, "How did Peng Peng escape?"

"Qianwu is right." Peng Peng leaned on the railing of the stairs and said weakly, "The doorknob that came out of the lucky bag is a random door. After I was bitten by the devil on the arm, I hit him with the doorknob." After struggling to get out and pressing against the wall, he pushed open a door. After entering that door, no one can get in until the devil is gone."

"Where are the others?" Qianwu asked.

Qu Ying said in a low voice: "Peng Peng was actually the first one to be attacked. Tonight's ghost has no disguise, and swaggered in to eat people. After he dodged, the second one was Wen Li, but Wen Li's leg is a prosthetic. ... The ghost was taken aback when he bit it down, so he gave him a chance to escape. Later, the ghost ate Fatty and Q Zai, and the purgator just happened to pass by on the street, probably because those things knew that the purgator despised ghosts that cannibals, After hesitating, he left."

"I'm in so much pain." Peng Peng suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "I don't think I'll live long."

"You can live." Zhong Liye stared straight at the ground, "I didn't hurt the major blood vessels, so I won't die. When I leave the instance, I'll be fine with a sip of nerve blood."

"I can't hold it anymore." Peng Peng started sobbing, his voice twitching unconsciously, "I'm so cold, Zhong Liye...the weather is so hot, the wound will fester and rot. Help me, even if you are a veterinarian. It doesn't matter, you just treat me like a kitten or puppy...have you never seen a stray cat in a car accident?"

Qian Wu was about to speak when Jiang Chen pulled his arm from behind.

The inn was so quiet, Peng Peng's voice gradually weakened.After an unknown amount of time, Zhong Liye, who had been staring at the table, suddenly looked back at him.

He had already closed his eyes, he didn't know whether he was asleep or passed out, his hat fell to the ground, and his hair from the explosion was stained with blood and stuck to his cheek.

The blood hadn't stopped completely, and a drop fell on the floor by chance, but the tiny sound made people very frightened.

Zhong Liye gritted his teeth and finally stood up all at once.

Peng Peng heard the sound in severe pain, and raised his eyelids drowsily.

From the perspective of the bottom up, he saw Zhong Liye walking in front of him carrying the medicine box, squatting down, and said in a low voice, "Hold on."

Immediately, the man opened the medicine box, took out a temporary needle and medical thread from inside, injected him with antibiotics, disinfected him with water, and started suturing immediately.

Qianwu held the oil lamp closer, but the light was still dim, but Zhong Liye's hand was very steady, and the movements of dragging and knotting were quick and skillful, without the slightest hesitation, and the needle was withdrawn within a few minutes.

Finally, he covered the gauze patch for Peng Peng, packed the medicine box, "Sleep inside tonight, don't turn over in the middle of the night."

"Thank you." Peng Peng hooked the corners of his lips weakly towards him, raised his red, swollen and bloodshot eyes, "Dude, you are so handsome."

Zhong Liye didn't say a word, he put the medicine box back into his lucky bag, and went upstairs to his room alone.

"Go back to sleep." Jiang Chen said: "There are still a few hours before dawn, and there should be no more accidents tonight."

"Four are dead, only nine people are left." Xiaobai looked at his hands, shaking his head, "I didn't protect Fatty and Q Zai well, now I close my eyes, and I can still hear those things eating and chewing The sound of bone and muscle, I..."

"Shut up." Jiang Chen looked at him, "Take the team back to sleep. It doesn't matter whether you live or die in the dungeon, it's what you should do to find a way to complete the task."

"I know, I know..." Xiaobai stood up unsteadily, and said weakly, "Miaomiao, poet, let's go."

"I'll watch over everyone downstairs." Jiang Chen sat down at the table, "Everyone sleep peacefully."

"Me too." Qianwu said.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen frowned and said, "You also hurry back to sleep."

The others didn't have the strength to argue, they dragged their numb bodies upstairs one after another, even Qu Ying, who was always gentle, didn't have the strength to say thank you.

Qianwu watched them enter the room one by one, and said softly, "The fasting card can only be on one person, as long as we separate, it will not be safe for anyone."

"There will be no more ghosts coming tonight." Jiang Chen said, "I sit here just to reassure them."

"Two more died." Qian Wu sat down and lay down on the table next to the oil lamp, "Tell me, when we get to the back copy, will one day Peng Peng and Zhong Li die too?"

"Maybe." Jiang Chen looked at his eyelashes drooping under the dim light, "Maybe I will die too."

Qianwu's fingertips trembled suddenly.

"What did you say?" He frowned and sat up straight.

Jiang Chen smiled, "Nonsense."

Qian Wu still felt annoyed, and stared at Jiang Chen without saying a word, Jiang Chen looked away, "Do you think Zhong Liye is strange?"

Qianwu snorted when he heard this, "I don't even believe that he is a veterinarian."

"But I guessed that he was a forensic doctor before." Jiang Chen lowered his voice and said after thinking, "It doesn't look like it today. He emphasized that he is not a surgeon. Do you think he is a surgeon?"

"If so, why didn't you say it? In the previous dungeon, if the player was slightly injured, he wouldn't shoot. At most, he would stick a gauze on it for me. Even if Peng Peng was seriously injured, he wanted to stand by and watch." Qianwu frowned, " I thought he liked Pumbaa very much."

"I like it very much." Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "If you don't like it, you won't make a move in the end."

Qianwu slowly leaned back on the table, the oil lamp cast a dim light on the small square table, he looked at his own shadow and sighed softly.

"No one is normal in his nerves. Our three teammates are all unfathomable." Qianwu yawned as he spoke, "But I'm too lazy to ask, reliable character is enough, it's just a journey together .”

"Yeah." Jiang Chen nodded, "There is nothing more than a fellow traveler in his nerves."

"Except for you..." Qianwu muttered, his eyelids began to sink a bit.

What Jiang Chen said was right, his insomnia should really be unknowing.

In the most depressing days, he becomes dull to all pain and pleasure, and nothing seems to interest him.And I don't know when, these symptoms disappeared quietly, quietly ebbing in a corner that he didn't even notice.

Qian Wu felt drowsy, his head tilted, Jiang Chen put his hand on the side of his face, and supported his body at the same time.

A hard object fell to the ground, Jiang Chen picked it up and put it in front of him.

That thing blocked the light, even through a layer of eyelids, Qianwu could still feel it slightly.

It was a small wooden box recovered from Chen Ma's relics.