Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

Yan Rong's expression was very calm, and he couldn't tell whether it was natural or really experienced. In short, there was a naturalness of "what's the big deal" all over his body.

"Well, there is no me?" He was still very regretful, "My lord, you think again? Yan Rong is as handsome as them?"

…No, you underestimated yourself, and what gave you the illusion that I would pass you by?

I quickly glanced at the storage box under the bed out of the corner of my eye, and looked away nonchalantly before he looked over.

That, absolutely cannot be found.

However, the disastrous development of the situation has made me forget that this half-body is connected with the mind. Although it cannot be read, some strong thoughts can still be captured——

"Sure enough!" Fu Sangshen became visibly proud, and let out a standard laugh: "Hahahahahahaha!"

"No, it's not like this...forget it," the blade's reaction was so strange that most of the shame that I was at a loss as to what to do dissipated. I gave up the cover and sat on the ground directly: "I always feel Something has changed in your image in some great way, but I don't want to know about it."

"Not at all." The tall Fu Sangshen rubbed his chin and sat down after imitating my appearance. "It's better to say that the current lord is more 'complete'—it's no big deal, lord!"

Seeing that I was still depressed and wished I could die on the spot, he patted my shoulder vigorously, and said calmly, "Compared to other hobbies I've seen, yours is very cute."

The amount of information revealed in this sentence seems a bit deep, I silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a little curious, but dared not speak out.

In short, we can't spend any more time on this topic, we need to change the topic.

I tried to adjust my mentality: "Let me tell you about my situation."

……

To be honest, in my opinion, this is the real breaking of the dimensional wall.

I regard the encounter in the dream as a wonderful adventure and travel, so I gave myself another name and identity, filling in all my dreams and impulses suppressed by reality, as well as the best self I think, Only then did the "thousand-handed flower" exist.

That is the real me, but not the full me.

Compared with the best "Thousand-Handed Flower", "Ling Xiao" also has "badness" that cannot be discarded. As an ordinary human being, he also has the seven deadly sins corresponding to the seven virtues. He will be troubled, anxious, Timid, hesitant... I would too.

I thought I could tell this apart pretty well, but I was wrong.

The longer the trip, the more uncontrollably I invest in it. This time it is Yanrong, next time... who will it be?

"The above is all. And," I finished everything as objectively as possible, looked at Fu Sangshen who listened quietly and looked at me encouragingly, I took a deep breath, "Yan Rong, I regard you... as My half body, this sentence is not casual, although it is very casual in many things, but when it comes to items that really belong to me, I will have absolute possessiveness."

I paused, and continued: "In my concept, if a sword has a spirit, it has the right to choose the master. I mean, in reality, I may not be a master."

I couldn't continue what I said next, and for a while, I couldn't restrain my expression with a hint of sadness.

After a long silence with each other, Yan Rong, who was sitting at some unknown time, said, "Master."

I was shocked: "Yes!"

"Please don't say such words in the future!" His expression was a little angry, and his voice sounded with suppressed anger: "Choose the Lord with the sword, I have confirmed your existence from the very beginning, so far, even if you are in this body Even if you fall, you will remain steadfast!"

"Ah?" It was the first time I saw Fu Sangshen in such a formal appearance as a monk, I was a little dazed, and then I grabbed his hand and said loudly: "No, listen to me, I'm going to It's actually—"

"Even if you are dissatisfied, it's too late! You are my knife, and I will never let you go after I have drawn you into my territory. No way!"

Staring closely at his wide-open eyes, I managed to finish my sentence, and turned my face away in embarrassment: "Rationally speaking, you have to take your thoughts into account at this time, but it's rare to have something that really belongs to me... ..."

It is because of this willful and arbitrary behavior, that if it is not handled well, the discussion may collapse, so I am a little sad.

In the end, heck, it's great that Yanrong didn't hate me because of this, hehe.

I forcibly held back the corners of my mouth that wanted to turn up, no, I can’t be too complacent, I have to—reserve——

"My lord, you are really..." Yan Rong leaned back, and the rest of the words were dissipated in the air, but I didn't hear them, but I thought I knew they were scolding me.

But, like I just said, it's too late!

I!Ling Xiaoxiao!Got my own knife!

Talking knife!It's a bust!

"Hey hey~" I still couldn't hold back my laughter, "Ah, by the way, in this case, I have to introduce myself again, um, my name is——"

"I know." Yan Rong suddenly interrupted me, "Your name."

"Huh?" I let out a gasp in doubt, looking at Fu Sangshen who stood up to block the light from the window, his expression could not be seen clearly from the angle of the backlight, at this moment, I seemed to feel some kind of danger: "Yan... …melt?"

"You forgot, our memories can occasionally flow into each other and appear in the form of flashbacks." His body gradually wrapped in a mysterious atmosphere. At this time, I seemed to realize that he signed a contract with me Yes, is a last god.

"—▆▆."

The unknowable language, but I somehow knew it was calling me, and my soul trembled uncontrollably. I lost my mind for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and my instinct drove me to lean back suddenly.

"Boom—" Shimu uttered a final mournful cry.

"Ah—" I also let out a heart-wrenching cry, "Oh my cabinet QAQ"

It turns out that being too hard-headed is not a good thing either.

The stagnant atmosphere disappeared, and the big man Fu Sangshen who was playing cool just a second ago was bent over, with his orange head lowered, and I hit him with a pillow: "Why do good comedians take the path of dark villains? I almost I was taken aback by you, Yan Rong!"

"Hahahahahaha——" Fu Sangshen tried to get away with laughing, and said loudly, "I'm sorry!"

"You didn't reflect on it at all, did you?" I became even angrier. "The contract was passed down with joyful emotions. If you're fooling me, you should at least restrain yourself!"

"My lord," Fu Sangshen, who had no intention of restraining himself at all, picked up me who was on my hips, and tossed: "I have received your will, please move forward with your own will, no matter what, Yan Rong will be with you exist!"

"Put me down before you say that—"

Damn, I was fooled by being a child, absolutely, right?I didn't say anything about that just now!

……

In short, under the twists and turns, I always feel that it doesn't matter what XP exposes.

I picked up a cup of tea in a buddhist way and blew on it, thinking calmly: As long as the bottom line is still sealed in the box of books under the bed, let the rest go away with the wind.

As for Yanrong?

Due to various subjective and objective reasons, I directly turned him back into his original body and stuffed it into the closet.

As for the wardrobe with a big hole, I found a place where the wallpaper was pasted, and moved out the folded clothes inside, which became his temporary bedroom.

... There is a wonderful sense of sight of Dore A dream.

'Sorry Yan Rong, my room is a bit small. 'I patted the handle of the knife with some guilt, and decided to get a serious knife holder in the future. 'Let's make do with it first. Traveling through the barriers of the world actually consumes a lot?It can be said that this is the safest world, you can rest assured to sleep. '

The handle of the knife silently vibrated twice, indicating that it was okay.

"I'm back—" Xiaochun couldn't hide his excited voice from the door, "I heard that we brought a man home with great success?"

With a shake of my hand, half of the tea was spilled, and my appearance of being as indifferent as a chrysanthemum was directly shattered.

"It's not what you think, I can explain it!"

I rushed out in shock.

……

Probably because I have seen more of the world in the emergency department, Xiaochun and I explained more smoothly, and the direction of the family meeting has also developed from the current problem to the next common discussion with everyone.

I raised my hand first: "I will restrict the situation of Yan Rong, and most of them will appear in the form of knives, so as to ensure that they will not appear in front of you."

"Okay, okay, just pretend that you are raising fish in your room, pass."

I hesitated to speak.

...why fish?

Well, but the row of shark teeth in Yan Rong is quite impressive, and Sai Sai, who has met once, should be referring to this.

Getting self-explanatory I skipped the subject, again: "Need to add a timeline memo at home."

"I'm preparing this one, next one."

I said again: "I may have to go home recently. I have some interesting things to confirm. The knife cannot pass the security check. I will stay."

"Understood, as long as we keep the shape of the knife, we will be fine. You will keep in touch when the time comes, and don't mute your phone."

Raising problems, solving problems, and giving alternatives if they cannot be solved, the discussion this time is much longer than usual.

In the end, the next way of life was basically finalized. The other two did not change much, but more to match the changes I made, as well as the timed sign-in board and emergency call method to prevent me from falling asleep.

... It must be said that another roommate also became a loyal listener of my travel experience and followed up the serialization sincerely.

Although I felt that there was nothing to say, I still satisfied the curiosity of these two roommates. After all, they have reached this point and there is nothing to hide.

Xiaochun, who was satisfied with the story, suddenly mentioned something: "By the way, Huahua, those things in your room, do you want to move them out?"

My expression froze.

Yes, both of my roommates know about my hobbies.

"...No way," I hesitated, "I can't bear the feeling of waking up with nothing but walls, it will make me feel extremely barren both materially and spiritually."

Then die of thirst.

I pounded the table: "What's wrong with liking war damage!"

--No!I am right!I won't change it!

On the contrary, only Yan Rong, the half-body, knows this. Other people, no matter what, can't break through the dimensional wall and come here. This is the dimensional wall, ha, ha ha ha...

Shouldn't it?

"It's up to you," Xiaochun moved the surviving table away from my hands without changing his expression, and then sneaked over: "However, I am a little curious, Huahua..."

I leaned back tactically, and was vigilant: "If you have something to say, don't get so close."

Xiaochun was unmoved by my retreat, and even leaned forward again, lowered his voice, and said persuasively, "Your xp cough, I mean, your hobbies should be able to meet a lot in your experience, right?" , why?"

There are a few big characters that hate iron and steel written on her face: Why are you so unmoved!

"Em..." I have a subtle expression.

That's what I said, but in fact, every time I, as the person involved, was either desperately trying not to die, or doing business diligently, or getting into a fight, I didn't pay attention to it at all, or...

At the beginning of the journey, when the stars fell, the broken armor rose.

"...Aesthetics, is it elevated?"

"what?"

"--Nothing at all!"