Binding

The compulsory course school year is always busy, and when the weekends are occupied by additional required work, it will be even busier, so Shen Zhuo and the two spend less time with the elders of the Shen family and the younger brother Shen.

"What's the matter with you?" Shen's mother said disgustedly, "Can I really count on you to take care of the children?"

"Isn't it because you are afraid that you will be mentally ill?" Shen Zhuo defended.

Shen's mother frowned: "Who do you think is mentally ill, brat? Your mother and I are still young!"

"Yes, yes," Shen Zhuo echoed, "It's only over half a century, so of course it's very young."

Shen's mother picked up the second son's small plastic sword and slashed at the elder son's arm.

Shen Zhuo stood still and let her hit him, while instructing: "The swing of the arm is too big, if you don't hit it a few times like this, you will get cramps."

"Try this." Mo Congshuo handed Shen a water stick in the shape of a mace.

Shen Zhuo: "Hello..."

Shen's mother held the spiked water stick in her hand and looked around, warning her son by the way: "Don't hide."

Shen Zhuo evaluated the weapon: the water system itself is not biased towards the attack direction, it relies on the magic power to exert its attack effect, and after reaching the intermediate level, it can mutate into a magic attack power that can also be effective for ordinary people - high-pressure water jets or something, That's not the attack power of 'Water' - but Shuoshuo is right next to him, he can fully cooperate with his mother's whipping and running the magic power in the water stick to attack, creating the illusion that the damage from his mother is taking effect.Although I said that I was one level higher than Shuo Shuo, and with the characteristics of the water system, even if Shuo Shuo made a move, it wouldn't be a big deal if I took a few hits, just a little injury, but...

Shen Zhuo looked at Mo Congshuo suspiciously, suspecting that there was a conspiracy: just let yourself hurt a few times?You are not the one to heal the injury.

Mo Congshuo mouth-shaped: Guess.

Shen Zhuo mouthed back: I'm afraid that you will feel bad if you hit me hard.

Mo Congshuo: Oh.

Shen's mother didn't notice the small movements of the two, but Shen's father saw the exchange between the two, and didn't understand the mouth shapes, but he guessed that his wife was used as a prop by the young couple - unfilial son... x2, Qing Shuo is sure It was corrupted by Shen Zhuo.

"Don't imitate your brother." Shen's father shook the second son's little hand, and the second son held the fingers of the other hand. He didn't pay attention to his father at all, and stared at the wolf without blinking. Tooth stick.

Shen's father was a bit worried: the youngest son, don't be as virtuous as the boss, why are you so interested in weapons?Wouldn't it be nice for us to be quiet scholars in the future?Stop taking the violent route, okay?

Shen's mother studied the mace, and Mo Congshuo helped her adjust the feel of the mace. Shen's mother waved it with satisfaction, and then gave Shen Zhuo a stick. Because she was not sure about the power of magic weapons, she didn't dare too hard.

Shen Zhuo: "... Doesn't it hurt?" With a very surprised tone.

"This time it's just a test." Shen's mother said quickly, as if she felt a bit ashamed that she had a good weapon but didn't use it.

"No, this has nothing to do with you, mom," Shen Zhuo comforted, "There is no difference between the power of mosquitoes and the power of flies in front of elephant skin. I don't feel pain because..."

Shen's mother didn't listen to what he continued, and became angry from embarrassment—every time Shen Zhuo comforted her, it sounded like a sarcasm, of course, it was definitely not her fault—she pulled out a stick with all her strength.

Mo Congshuo was so frightened that he almost broke the water stick. Shen Zhuo received a blow as soft as plasticine, and raised his hand to protect his mother: "Old man, be careful to lose your waist."

"Shut up." Mo Congshuo sighed, this time it is really to disperse the water stick - I wanted to disperse just now, but I was afraid that Shen's mother's force would fail and she would lose her balance, so she could only stop abruptly and let her Let's talk after beating——Rub Shen's mother's waist with water.

"I'm fine, I have to call again." Mother Shen said.

"Hit, hit, hit whatever you want. Hit as much as you want, as many times as you want." Shen Zhuo expressed that this wish was very satisfied, "Do you want to find help for you? Dad, don't play with your little one." My son is gone, come and contribute your labor to whip your eldest son."

Shen's father & Shen's mother: It's really bad to raise this son.

Shen Zhuo is very innocent: what is there to be dissatisfied with beating and scolding?It's hard to take care of the elderly.

Mo Congshuo: ...

Shen's mother refused her husband's help - Shen's father didn't want to help, he never participated in the war between daughter-in-law and son, at most he made complaints from the sidelines - and fought again personally, but As before, Shen Zhuo's hippie smile still gave her no sense of accomplishment.

"Why doesn't it hurt?" Shen's mother wondered.

"I said it's not your fault, it's a weapon problem, Shuo Shuo is too weak."

"The first three strokes are for preparation," Mo Congshuo, who was rated very weakly, calmly explained to Shen's mother, "Try the fourth stroke, maybe it will work."

Mother Shen: "Maybe?"

Shen Zhuo pressed his arm—probably because the height and the sound of the blow were appropriate, and Shen’s mother liked to hit this position every time—a little puzzled, the three strokes just now did indeed have a force flowing into his body, There's a slight paralyzing effect, and some coolness, and then...

"I'm not sure," Mo Congshuo said to Shen's mother, "It's a little trick, it may work or it may not work, but even if it doesn't work, he will react a little bit."

"What's the reaction?" Shen Zhuo was more curious than Shen's mother, "The water thread my mother knocked in just now interfered with my five senses, although it's very subtle, but..."

"You'll know if you try it." Shen's mother tapped again happily, and this time she got her son's reaction, twitching, although it was very slight, but it did happen.

"Does it hurt?" Mother Shen asked in surprise.

Mother? "It's a pity, it's not painful." Shen Zhuo took the water stick and tapped on himself, every time he felt the same slight twitch, "It's like a knee-jerk reaction."

"That means it doesn't hurt at all." Shen's mother was indeed very sorry.

"Try again." Mo Congshuo said.

"Hey, Shuoshuo, just tell me what you want to experiment. What's the use of asking your mother to carry out it? She doesn't understand anything at all. No, you didn't have the idea of ​​​​this kind of experiment last night, and you just started thinking about it today Then practice it? How about we demonstrate it again?"

Shen's mother snatched back the water stick and beat her son fiercely: "You don't understand anything! You are an unfilial son!"

Shen Zhuo let out an 'ow', startled Shen's mother, and then became even angrier: "You pretended to be hurt again to tease me!"

"No, it's true this time." Shen Zhuo dodged the next blow, rubbed his arms, his face full of confusion.

"Well, I can prove that this time it's real." Mo Congshuo nodded with a smile, "That's great, the experiment was a success."

"So what are you experimenting with?" Shen Zhuo asked.

"Does it really hurt? Did it hurt?" She was angry if it didn't hurt, but she felt distressed when it hurt. Shen's mother couldn't tell how many years it would take to raise a son.

"No." Shen Zhuo and Mo Congshuo replied at the same time.

"Then you are so miserable! You deliberately frightened me!" Mother Shen became angry again.

"No..." Shen Zhuo was really wronged this time, "It feels like the pain of a broken arm."

Before Shen's mother panicked, Mo Congshuo hurriedly added: "It's just a feeling, just like the pain in a holographic game, it has nothing to do with reality. I interfered with his perception."

Mother Shen: "...Oh."

"Mom, do you really understand? Don't force it, we can continue to break it apart and explain it to you."

Shen's mother gave her son a hard look: "It's not like I haven't played holographic games before."

"That's right," Shen Zhuo quickly agreed, "You are still going to the sex experience area with your dad, and you will grow stronger and stronger."

Shen's mother & Shen's father: ...I really want to throw away this son.

Mo Congshuo raised his forehead: If it wasn't bad in front of his parents, he really wanted to slap Shen Zhuo's head.

Although Shen Zhuo's words were a bit embarrassing, in fact, Shen's mother really didn't really understand what happened.

First of all, as a swordsman with decent combat experience, normally speaking, it is impossible for Shen Zhuo to scream because of the pain of a broken arm.Even in a safe environment like home, when he is seriously injured, his first reaction must be to defend against enemy attacks, rather than screaming in pain meaninglessly.It can be said that he is a third-level swordsman. Even a student from the imperial capital whose actual combat experience has always been criticized by his peers cannot be so good.

So, what Mo Congshuo said about interfering with perception is not just about pain.He also confused Shen Zhuo's perception of danger and the vibration of vocal cords. Of course, there is a reason why Shen Zhuo, as Shen Zhuo's binding guide, was completely defenseless against him, but his little tricks did play a lot of roles. .

However, even Shen Zhuo didn't expect how much Mo Congshuo could interfere, until at night when Shen Zhuo was about to do something, he found himself half lying on the bed with only his nightgown on and his belt not fastened.chest.dew.He didn't realize the problem was serious until his breast lover didn't get hard.

"Shuo Shuo..." Shen Zhuo approached him dangerously.

Mo Congshuo was unmoved, and looked at him in a good mood: "Why don't you think that you are dying?"

"Honey," Shen Zhuo slid his finger on Mo Congshuo's spine, "Although you have more and more water-type petites, you still haven't broken through the barrier between primary and secondary." His hand pressed on Mo Congshuo of the coccyx.

Mo Congshuo tried to move but was suppressed by Shen Zhuo as expected: "...so?"

"So, you can only control one skill at a time." Shen Zhuo held Mo Congshuo's earlobe, and said softly, "Guess how powerful the 'habit' is? When my finger goes in, will you just focus on it?" Lun. Slippery and don’t care about manipulating other things?”

"...Do you think you will not be able to continue because I don't lubricate and hurt me?" Mo Congshuo asked.

Shen Zhuo stepped back slightly and looked at Mo Congshuo.

"Try?" Mo Cong flashed the battle post.

Shen Zhuo smiled, picked him up and carried him into the bathroom, and in Mo Congshuo's confusion, began to fill the bathtub with water.

Mo Congshuo: "..."

"Use the external water to make do with it first, I don't believe you can really refuse me."

Mo Congshuo: ...Actually, I don't believe it either, but I won't tell you.

The offensive and defensive battle in the bathtub/bed still ended in Mo Congshuo's failure, but if his psychological defense line was a little loose, he could only let Shen Zhuo fiddle with it. If he really wanted to resist, it must not be based on anger Or a sudden whim, but a real rejection - a small probability, and the probability is getting smaller and smaller, it is almost impossible for people to turn around and survive.