Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

Qujing Grand Stage was empty, dark and deep.But as he ran closer to the tightly closed door, even Jiang Chen gradually heard the sound of humming.

Hoarse and low, intermittent, echoing faintly in the dark night.

Qianwu grabbed his hand and ran to the entrance of Qujing Grand Stage, stopped to take a few breaths, and then stretched out his hand to push the door.

Jiang Chen grabbed him and asked in a low voice, "Have you brought everything?"

"Bring it." Qianwu said as he touched the lucky bag in his pocket.

Jiang Chen nodded, and stretched out his hand to push open the door.

The heavy red-painted door opened creakingly, and the sight passed through the narrow and dark passage, and a woman stood in the center of the empty stage.

A ray of light came from nowhere and shone on the woman. She was wearing a white nightgown, her bare legs were white and slender, and she stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet.With her thick black hair loose, she turned her back to Qianwu and Jiang Chen, slowly moving her hands in the air, and a low hoarse babbling sound came out of her throat.

Jiang Chen whispered: "It seems to have triggered something..."

"Jiang Yangyang?" Qianwu walked forward in disbelief, "It's Jiang Yangyang."

"Don't move." Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to hold him, and said in a low voice, "Don't get close to her."

As if hearing their movements, Jiang Yangyang turned around slowly.

Qian Wu subconsciously grabbed Jiang Chen's arm.

Jiang Yangyang still looked the same as usual, but it was different.The clear and flawless white eyes turned yellow, her eyes were empty and loose, her eyes swept over Qianwu and Jiang Chen, but she didn't seem to see anything, she continued to move slowly on the stage and hum.

It was a tune that Qianwu had never heard before, he stopped to listen, and for some reason he was a little lost in thought.

When he came back to his senses, it was because Jiang Chen suddenly called Jiang Yangyang's name.

On the stage, Jiang Yangyang stopped singing at some point, held a sharp dagger in his hand, raised it high under the pale light, and pointed it towards his throat.

Jiang Chen jumped up with his hands on the edge of the platform, slashing his hands and grabbing the knife.Jiang Yangyang's ecstasy seemed to be interrupted, she suddenly turned her head and stared at Jiang Chen, her expression seemed angry or sad, Jiang Chen put more force on his hand, but this weak woman seemed to be possessed by ghost power, he would never stop Can't take that knife.

Qian Wu stood quietly under the stage, since he heard the melody, he didn't seem to be aware of the tension and panic, even though Jiang Chen was confronting the possessed ghost at this time, he only felt sad in his heart, as if Don't want to do anything.

This feeling seems familiar, and he has almost forgotten this feeling recently when he joked with Jiang Chen every day.

"People in Qujing live in pain, if they can hear that song, happiness will return."

Qianwu suddenly remembered what the old man said in the afternoon.

"Jiang Yangyang, you are sober and sober!" Jiang Chen grabbed Jiang Yangyang's arm, the woman seemed to be possessed by a great evil, and she didn't want to hurt him, she just wanted to pierce her throat with a sharp knife.Jiang Chen grabbed her arm and held her in a bitter stalemate. The soldier's hand was strong, and there was a deep red mark on his slender and white wrist, but the woman didn't seem to notice the pain, and the sharp knife was getting closer and closer to her throat. closer.

A regular sound of bang bang bang suddenly sounded, and the woman's hand suddenly stopped.

Jiang Chen was thrown back by force, took two steps back with a dagger, and looked sideways at the audience.

Qianwu looked calm, holding the small rattle from the last book in his hand.He stared at Jiang Yangyang, and gently turned the handle of the rattle.

The drumsticks hit the drumhead lightly and cheerfully, probably because the place is too open, and the boring single drumbeat seems to have a sense of rhythm.

The eyes of the woman on the opposite side changed from blank to dazed. After a long time, something seemed to pull her away, and she fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Qianwu stopped the drum sound, and not far away, Jiang Chen kicked the dagger far away, and took a step closer tentatively, "Jiang Yangyang."

The people on the ground did not respond.

Qianwu suddenly found two nerves appeared on the inner side of her arm, the water-red sensitive nerve, and the light blue calm nerve.

He and Jiang Chen looked at each other almost at the same time.

This is the player with the highest sensitivity and talent that Qianwu has ever seen since entering the nerve.

"Jiang Yangyang." Jiang Chen tentatively took a step closer again.

The woman on the ground finally reacted, moved her fingertips lightly, and then slowly raised her head.

A pair of beautiful eyes finally became as clear as usual, she stared blankly at Jiang Chen and Qianwu who suddenly appeared, then frowned and looked around.

The tender skin rubbed against the rough wooden stage. She felt even more confused after feeling the pain. She subconsciously pulled her skirt and reached out to cover her chest.

"Where is this?" She made a hoarse broken voice, then froze, immediately cleared her throat twice, and said "ah" again, but she was still hoarse.

Jiang Yangyang panicked immediately, and hoarsely shouted: "What's wrong with my throat?!"

Jiang Chen said, "You were just possessed by a ghost, and you're fine now. Your throat shouldn't have been substantially damaged, and you'll probably recover after a good night's sleep."

Qianwu also stepped forward, and was about to speak, but Jiang Yangyang suddenly twitched his brows and burst into tears.She cried and got up and threw herself into Jiang Chen's arms, putting her hands on Jiang Chen's chest, "

I dreamed about a horrible woman who was brainwashing me to cut out my own throat!Did you save me? Luckily, Young Marshal Jiang—”

Halfway through the hoarse voice, it was suddenly interrupted.

Qian Wu held her shoulders expressionlessly and pulled her away from Jiang Chen's body.She stared at Qianwu with tears in her eyes. The artist of the era was very cold. After she stood up straight, he let go of the hand holding her shoulder. Instead, he poked her shoulder lightly with his fingertips and forced her to go Take two steps back.

"You figure it out." Qianwu looked cold, "I saved you, without me, your voice would be finished."

"Uh..." Jiang Yangyang swallowed, then nodded blankly, "Okay."

She was stunned for a while and then murmured: "Sorry, I don't know what I was thinking, subconsciously I think it was Young Marshal Jiang who saved me. Maybe, maybe he stood closer to me, or maybe... ...you don't seem like the type to accept a woman's thanks."

Jiang Chen was about to speak when he suddenly heard Qian Wu snorting.

With an aggressive laugh, Jiang Chen silently closed his mouth.

Qianwu put his hand on Jiang Chen's shoulder, "So Jiang Chen looks like someone who can accept thanks from women?"

The Young Marshal of the Empire was stiff from head to toe.

Jiang Yangyang lingered on the faces of the two of them for a moment, then shook his head resolutely, "Young Marshal Jiang is not this kind of person, the main reason is that I am a bitch."

Qian Wu lowered his eyes and chuckled, casually said: "In this dungeon, popularity is life. Jiang Chen and I will be bound together as a general and a lover. I hope you don't tear it down, otherwise I have no choice but to think that you intend to kill yourself. Although I saved you tonight, I can use the dungeon mechanism to kill you at any time."

"Understood." Jiang Yangyang nodded immediately.

Jiang Chen, who was hooked by the shoulders and kept silent the whole time, turned his head slightly, and looked at Qianwu tenderly with a smile in his downcast eyes.

Qianwu said again, "What's going on tonight?"

"I don't know anything, I'm sleeping in the room." Jiang Yangyang tidied his hair a little, maintained his appearance, and then whispered, "After getting nervous, there are no announcements and schedules, so I just want to hurry up and rest Skin care, after going out, the full score will let everyone see a more beautiful Jiang Yangyang, so I went to bed before ten o'clock."

The two men on the opposite side were silent at the same time.

Jiang Yangyang continued, "It's almost twelve o'clock. My biological clock will wake up by itself. That's when I got off work before. I need to steam my face. It just so happens that there is pearl powder used by artists on the face. I want to protect my skin, so I got up Make pearl paste."

Qianwu had lost interest, and said with a blank expression: "Let's get to the point."

"Here comes the important point." Jiang Yangyang waved his hand with displeasure at being interrupted, "I found that the pearl powder in the dowry had a musty smell, so I wanted to go down and find Master Fa to buy me some more good skin care products, anyway. I am No.1, I have willful power. But at this moment, I found that the door of my room could not be opened."

The point finally came, Qianwu, who had already started to feel sleepy, supported Jiang Chen's shoulders, and straightened his body a little.

"What time was it?" he asked.

Jiang Yangyang was a little displeased, "It's twelve o'clock, you didn't listen to me at all."

Jiang Chen said: "He was asking, was it twelve o'clock?"

"This—" Jiang Yangyang hissed, and nodded after recalling for a moment, "Almost. I remember that when I woke up, it was 5 minutes to twelve o'clock. I went to the bathroom to make a powder and came out again. It was about this time."

"Then I turned around and saw a woman. She was wearing a very beautiful and gorgeous cheongsam. She had beautiful facial features, really beautiful. But her throat was bloody and the whites of her eyes were still yellow, as if she had some eye disease."

Jiang Yangyang shrank his shoulders while talking, and still covered his chest decently with his hands, and said: "Then I seemed to fall asleep, and I didn't know anything. It's just that I was possessed by an evil spirit in my dream, and I really wanted to dig my throat out. come out."

"Understood." Qianwu still had no expression on his face, he let go of his hand, walked forward and said, "If you guessed correctly, you are possessed by Ah Jiu. Ah Jiu wanted to attack the number one player, and it turned out that this Instances are not as simple as an elimination mechanism."

Jiang Yangyang was not surprised when he heard Ah Jiu's name, and asked, "Then you just looked at me, do I look the same as usual?"

"It looks the same, but the eyes are yellow." Qianwu said, seeing her turn around quickly to look in the mirror, so she said speechlessly: "Now it has recovered."

Only then did Jiang Yangyang let out a long sigh, "It's okay, it's okay, I was scared to death, if I really become that kind of virtue, I might as well die in my nerves."

"..."

Qian Wu looked at her quietly for a moment, "How many clues have you got about Ah Jiu?"

"Nothing." Jiang Yangyang sighed and shook his head, "I guessed that Ah Jiu was the creator of Jiuhuiyan, but no one would tell me about Ah Jiu's life, and I couldn't find Jiuhuiyan's record. If I guessed correctly, Ah Jiu Nine is the BOSS in this dungeon, she must have something for us to do for her, my first instinct was to kill Fa Ye, but the dungeon forbids us to do anything to Fa Ye, it's so embarrassing."

Qian Wu turned his head, exchanged a look with Jiang Chen, and then he asked: "Why do you want to kill Master Fa?"

"Heh." Jiang Yangyang sneered, "What good things can such a black hearted brokerage company boss have? The more popular an actress is, the closer he is to the boss's ugliness. To be honest, when I found the first set of Ah Jiu's in the room From the records, I saw that the artist’s face was not even shown on the record box, and I knew how disgusting Master Fa was. I was angry for her for sucking her blood and suppressing her!"

Qianwu: "..."

Jiang Chen said in a low voice: "Although after reading Ah Jiu's life, we can't agree with the guess that Master Fa once suppressed her, but we have to say—"

"We also intuited that Ah Jiu left with hatred, either he hated Fa Ye, or Qu Jing, or both, and we coincided with each other." Qian Wu continued: "Big star, come with us. Let's cooperate."

Jiang Yangyang raised his eyebrows, "Cooperate with what?"

"Your personality is too similar to Ah Jiu, which will make you likely to get the highest votes every day in the future, and you will continue to experience the confrontation with Ah Jiu repeatedly..."

"Stop." Jiang Yangyang stretched out his hand and made a stop gesture.

Qianwu raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

"I trouble you to figure it out too." Jiang Yangyang stretched out his slender fingertips and tapped himself, "I am me, Jiang Yangyang, I have no one."

"..."

"This is not pertinent." Jiang Chen said without emotion: "You are not what you are now in front of Councilor Cui."

Jiang Yangyang: "..."

Qianwu raised his eyebrows and laughed, "In short, I hope you can get out of the shell of the peerless singer as soon as possible, and let me be the No.1."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yangyang frowned: "Although... Although I have experienced tonight, I really don't want to be the number one again, but what's the benefit of you grabbing this?"

Qian Wu smiled lightly, rolled up his sleeves lightly and said, "Because I need to chat with BOSS more than you."

The crimson and nearly black nerves bloom silently, showing the strongest talent in the nerves.

Jiang Yangyang raised his eyebrows, "Hey, are you so restless? I can't tell."

Qianwu paused, "Look at the other one."

"Oh, it's obvious, you're in a hurry to die, you are very worthy of this calm talent." Jiang Yangyang yawned, "You win, you can, you go, I'm going back to sleep."

"..."

It was nearly dawn when he returned to the house, Qianwu was so sleepy that the soles of his feet were shaking, but he couldn't walk fast, and walked slowly in the corridor.

Jiang Chen's room is on the other side, he followed Qian Wu to this side, and said: "

Knowing that there will be a confrontation with Ah Jiu, but rushing to grab the first place, wouldn't it be a bit reckless? "

"No way." Qian Wu yawned sleepily, and said vaguely, "Don't you think the bosses in the dungeon are all cute?"

"..." Jiang Chen paused, "I don't think so."

"This is the difference in talent." Qianwu yawned again, "Maybe they only become cute when they face me, after all...they seem to like me quite a lot."

Jiang Chen didn't speak, he turned his head to look at Qianwu with a smile, and said after a while: "Get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow's street patrol is in the afternoon, and I'll take Peng Peng and the others out in the morning to find a way to find votes, you Just sleep in the house."

"Deal." Qianwu yawned again, and then waved his hands decisively: "No, I'm really sleepy, maybe because I suffered from insomnia in the past, but now that I'm in good health, I want to make up for my previous debts."

"Then make it all up." Jiang Chen said with a gentle tone, pushed the door open for him, scanned the room to make sure everything was fine, and said, "Sleep in peace."

"En." Qian Wu nodded and entered the door, without turning on the light, he threw himself on the bed with the faint light brought in by Jiang Chen holding the door for him.

"Jiang Shaoshuai." Qian Wu, who was lying flat with his eyes closed, suddenly called again.

Jiang Chen who was about to go out stopped, "Huh?"

"Friendly reminder." Qian Wu closed his eyes and murmured: "You can be in a high position now, and you can enjoy the bonus of being a couple with me. Otherwise, you have a poker face, and I am afraid that you will be torn apart immediately."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "So?"

"Come here." Qianwu said.

Jiang Chen was silent for a few seconds, then pushed the door behind his back and walked to the bed in the dark.

Qian Wu was still lying on the bed, closed his eyes, and said: "Bend down, get closer."

Jiang Chen paused for a moment again, but did so silently.He bent down gently and approached Qianwu's face.

Qianwu suddenly stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and in the next moment, fingers dexterously unbuttoned a series of buttons on the collar of Jiang Chen's shirt, hooked his neck and pulled him down, and his red lips moved up to suck on his neck.

Jiang Chen was bitten by him sorely, and his breathing was stagnant because of the small breath. After a while, he supported Qianwu's back and said in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"Tomorrow we will patrol the streets." Qianwu bit a red mark on his neck, which was still very eye-catching in the dim room, he murmured: "We need to make our characters perfect, do you understand?"

Jiang Chen looked at him with downcast eyes, his black eyes were deep, and after a while he said in a low voice: "Understood."

As he spoke, he pressed Qianwu's shoulder, bowed his head and kissed his neck deeply, and after a long time he got up and said: "Now, the identities of the general and the lover are confirmed."

"Only this time, this time is not an example." Qianwu raised his lips and smiled, and raised a finger at him, "No matter what happens outside, in this dungeon, we will do our best."

"Agreed." Jiang Chen said and buttoned his shirt again.

Mr. Commander made this movement with a serious expression, as if he was really discussing some serious military affairs, but it made the hormones even more aroused.

Qian Wu lay down and looked at him, from the bottom-up perspective, Jiang Chen's solemn and stern eyes seemed to be more provocative.

"It's quite novel." Qian Wu couldn't help but licked the corner of his mouth and said, "I never thought that you would have such a new experience after joining the army."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, and said after a while: "Sleep well."

After Jiang Chen left, the door was closed very carefully and gently.After a long time, tiny footsteps slowly walked away in the corridor.

Qianwu put her finger on the spot that was licked and bitten, and felt less sleepy again.He got up and took out the last biography of Ah Jiu, shook the red candle to wake her up and lit it, and then turned to the last page.

"In the ninth year, before Ah Jiu's birthday, she stopped performing for a month. She locked herself in the room to create, and she wanted to bring the most brilliant and beautiful song "Jiuhuiyan" to Qujing people. Years of gratitude felt in return.”

Qianwu recited the last paragraph lightly under the candlelight, and said in a low voice: "Jiuhuiyan..."

The red candle burned quietly, Qianwu suddenly frowned and said, "Tell me, is Ah Jiu a resident of Qujing?"

Red Candle can't speak.

Qian Wu stared at it and fell into thought, and said after a while: "Fa Ye said that the candidate is not a resident of Qujing and is not eligible to vote. But Ah Jiu is already a well-known artist in Qujing, so she doesn't need to participate in the voting, she even It has grown into a symbol of Qujing, and there is no reason to count it as a resident of Qujing."

After hearing this, the red candle went out silently, as if tired.

Qian Wu threw it away and said in a low voice, "Perhaps Ah Jiu will also have a ticket."

The author has something to say: fight.

The little nerves gloated and arched on the ground, and they bit each other!