I am beautiful and weak but attack

The room fell into an eerie silence.

The blood hit Lu Xichen's face, and he suddenly felt that his world was falling apart.

The partition curtain was pulled open when Lu Xichen was completely unaware, and a handsome man stood there, with a cold demeanor and an air of alienation.

The other party's face, which had been calm all this time, finally seemed to crack a bit at this moment.

Lu Xichen hurriedly covered his front half, stammering: "I...not... Zhong Mu, why are you silent when you walk?" He was so anxious that he forgot to call him his nickname.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Mu approached, and the curtain slid down, making a crisp sound in the air.

Between crackling.

Lu Xichen turned sideways and put on the trousers that were piled on the ground again, but the hand that buttoned the button was really flustered, so he refused to button it, and then was held down by a slender hand.

This hand was cold and slippery, stained with viscous liquid that had been soaked in water for many years.

Lu Xichen's movements stagnated, and his faint breath blew from his temples to his brows.

"It's just the two of us here." The visitor said softly, with a vague desire in his tone, suggesting some kind of tacit stimulation to Lu Xichen.

"You..." Lu Xichen crawled into the unruly ice hands, leaned his head against the mirror covered in white mist, and gasped a little harder, "Is the door closed?"

"Zhong Mu" showed a provocative smile, and said lingeringly and deeply: "I have been staying here."

Lu Xichen's eyelids were lowered, his plump lips were slightly pursed, and he put his hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him.

The other party felt his slackness, and eagerly fondled the flesh and body in the palm of his hand. Although there was not much flesh, the protruding joints could be scratched when the fingertips were lightly rubbed, but the skin felt good.

It's just...

Lu Xichen's eyes were sharp, and he threw his arm at the opponent, grabbed the slender neck, shifted his center of gravity, and slammed it hard towards the tiled floor.

goat.

The ghost who turned into Zhong Mu was smashed into pieces and disappeared into the gap in the bathroom.

Lu Xichen scanned the surroundings, it was too quiet, he stepped out of the curtain and looked at the closed bathroom door.

Drops of water dripped from the faucet of the sink.

The shower is turned on.

Lu Xichen frowned, and held the handle of the door. The hallucinations caused by the ghost disappeared invisible under the touch of his hands. The door was fake, which naturally included the blood on the back of his pants.

That is, he seems to have forgotten something.

He shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and groped along the way, trying to find the exit.

The water in the pool was full, overflowing to the ground, and the meandering stream turned to his direction and approached.

There are not many items in the bathroom, and it looks very empty. Lu Xichen couldn't even find a handy weapon.

Um?Lu Xichen's hand touched the cold horizontal handle, which was the handle of the bathroom door.

He turned his eyes to the water on the ground and smiled contemptuously, and the door opened.

Lu Xichen's level of hatred was extremely high, and the water ghost suddenly appeared an illusory shadow, ready to prevent him from leaving.

However, looking at the frail man, his movements were quick and steady.

Lu Xichen rushed out of the bathroom, slammed on the brakes and pressed against the wall, and what he saw made his pupils tremble slightly.

The door of the room was actually open, the white-robed ghost and Zhong Mu had already started fighting, and Wen Xun'an was cleaning up Song Yan and others who were looking crazy.

Lu Xichen's voice was stuck: "That..." Extending from his feet to his legs, the wet cold clung to it, and he begged for help, "There's a ghost here."

The extremely sharp blade with a strange light cut through the fluttering robe of the white-robed evil spirit, making a long cut.

The mysterious voice once taught Lu Xichen about science. Ordinary weapons cannot pose a threat to ghosts. They must be things with supernatural powers.

And Lu Xichen's hands can endow all objects with supernatural power. As long as his hands can touch them, they will lose their supernatural power quickly after they are no longer in contact. His hands can easily touch ghosts in illusory and different degrees, and they can also suppress and tear apart ghosts. , Of course, he must be strong enough, safe around him, and able to concentrate on fighting.

His ability is very special, but he has no experience outside the small town of Lilai, so he doesn't know the special meaning for the time being.

"Lu Xichen." Wen Xun'an, who knocked four ordinary people unconscious and moved them to a corner, found Lu Xichen's presence, and growled, "Don't mess around!"

Lu Xichen was upset: I haven't done anything yet, why did I mess up?

Wen Xun'an also noticed the water seeping from the bathroom door, and the investigator's intuition told him that there were ghosts in the room.

"Xichen, go and close the door, I'll fix it." Wen Xun'an stepped over to Lu Xichen's side, holding a dark card between his fingers.

Seeing that someone was solving the problem, Lu Xichen had no intention of doing it himself, so he slipped towards the door of the room according to the other party's instructions.

However, when he took a step, the white-robed evil spirit who was fighting Zhong Mu suddenly turned to him, and the white cloth rushed towards him.

Lu Xichen responded in a timely manner almost subconsciously. He grabbed the white cloth with both hands and twisted it into a ball. His palm, which was already wrapped in bandages, felt fine pain, but it was only a little bit. The wound the investigator gave him The medicine is excellent, and the wounds are basically healed, only the deeper ones are slightly torn due to his force at this time, so it is not a big problem.

The white cloth became very well-behaved in his hands, and it didn't affect him in any way, but the evil ghost was very strong, so he forced it to compete with it.

A flash of silver light suddenly pierced the space, and the white cloth that was pulled in mid-air broke instantly.

Zhong Mu clings to a scalpel with hidden blood, and protects it in front of Lu Xichen. The sharp blade flies between his five fingers, and stabs the white-robed evil spirit again.

The space around the other party also distorted, the white cloth seemed to have been cast with a slow spell, no matter what, it would never be able to touch Zhong Mu, and there would always be a slight difference.

Seeing Zhong Muwan holding the white-robed ghost, Lu Xichen immediately ran to the door and closed it.

Turning around, I saw Zhong Mu kicking the white-robed evil spirit away like kicking a ball. At the same time, his figure flashed in front of the evil spirit. a.

The white-robed ghost was nailed to the wall by Zhong Mu, unable to move.

... so strong.Lu Xichen admired, and then looked at the white cloth ball in his hand, it seemed to be alive, it was still flowing slowly, and he felt the deep malice in his eyes, if it wasn't for his hand firmly suppressing it, he would have rushed to devour it His flesh and blood.

After getting rid of the white-robed ghost, Zhong Mu walked towards Lu Xichen with Zhang Jun's face cold.

Lu Xichen looked at the evil-looking person under the light, and suddenly gave up, holding a ball of white cloth to curry favor and claim credit, trying to reduce the other party's anger: "Amu, let me re-equip your weapon! The white cloth of the white-robed devil is the same as yours. The scalpel is a perfect fit."

When the word fell to the end, Zhong Mu had already come to him.

"Why don't you use the gun I gave you?" Zhong Mu asked coldly.

Lu Xichen was taken aback, gun?He touched the waistband of his trousers with one hand, and there was nothing there: "I..."

Zhong Mu's hand also rested next to Lu Xichen's hand behind him, his fingertips felt soft and elastic, and he immediately pinched it hard.

The sudden severe pain made Lu Xichen almost jump up, but because of the embarrassment of the part where the pain came from, his ears were blushing, and he couldn't say a question: "Amu...you you..."

"Where did you leave the gun?" Zhong Mu withdrew his hand with a normal attitude.

Lu Xichen, who was easily distracted, explained dejectedly: "It should be the bathroom. I didn't leave it on purpose. I'm not used to carrying a gun, and I don't feel its loss..."

Zhong Mu lowered his eyes: "This is not an example."

Lu Xichen puffed his face: "I see."

Zhong Mu was noncommittal, and expressed the true meaning of his own actions: "You must follow me closely here, there will be no second time."

Lu Xichen blinked and nodded.

Zhong Mu's face softened slightly, and he asked concerned: "Does it hurt?"

Thinking of where the other party pinched, Lu Xichen felt dizzy on his cheeks, and said in a low voice, "It hurts a little."

Zhong Mu: "You only have flesh there."

Lu Xichen covered his buttocks, feeling that he would often suffer here in the future, and wanted to fight for it: "You can't use violence..."

Zhong Mu: "Violence?"

Lu Xichen compromised: "Can I change my face?"

"Do you think there will be a next time?" Zhong Mu raised his brows lightly, and quickly leaned towards Lu Xichen, staring into those peach blossom eyes that were born with anticipation, "Lu Xichen, I don't know what I will do to you when you do the second time?" How are you."

Zhong Mu really doesn't know, he doesn't know if it's good or bad to continue getting along with Lu Xichen, only talking about the present, he can still be patient and restrained for the time being.

Lu Xichen caught the confusion in the other party's words and didn't understand, but it didn't prevent him from defending himself: "There will never be a next time, I still want to go out to Lilai Town!"

Zhong Mu murmured: "I hope so."

Lu Xichen was angry: "How can you not trust me?"

Zhong Mu coaxed: "I believe."

Only then was Lu Xichen happy: "Seriously, shall I re-upgrade your equipment?"

Zhong Mu swept the white cloth ball in the palm of his right hand: "The sword is still suppressing the white-robed evil spirit." The implication is that it cannot upgrade you.

But Lu Xichen could hear the meaning of his agreement: "Could it be that the white-robed evil spirit has been nailed down?"

"Evil ghost level, it is difficult to recover." Zhong Mu.

Lu Xichen pointed out that Wen Xun'an took out the bathroom ghost in the sack: "Is that recycling?"

Zhong Mu cast a glance: "Yes."

Lu Xichen asked curiously, "How could this ghost be taken back obediently?"

Zhong Mu: "Because I was beaten by Wen Xun'an and lost most of my strength."

Lu Xichen was puzzled: "But you crucified the white-robed evil spirits, why can't you take them back?"

Zhong Mu: "With one movement of the knife, the evil spirit will revive."

Lu Xichen: "Oh, the evil spirit has been sealed for the time being, and the essential power has not been weakened." He rubbed the white cloth ball between his hands, "Let me help you cut it."

"Is there a way for you to put it away so it doesn't get in the way?" Lu Xichen said that there seemed to be a living white cloth ball in his hand.

Zhong Mu took out a silk brocade pouch out of thin air, and it was actually embroidered with complicated and obscure patterns: "Put it inside."

Lu Xichen compared the size of the white cloth ball and the kit, can it work?

However, when the white cloth ball in his hand was close to the seal of the kit, he felt an attraction. As soon as the white cloth ball left his hand, he wanted to struggle to escape, but he still couldn't resist getting into the kit bag.

Lu Xichen thought to himself: The white cloth ball did not turn into particles when it left his hand, as it did in the past, and re-fused into the ghost's body.

His eyes lit up: "Amu, do you have more of these things?"

Zhong Mu spoke slowly: "There are only three."

Lu Xichen was a little disappointed: "It seems that we still have to do the old operations."

Zhong Mu sealed the kit tightly with two fingers, watched him walk towards the bed, and Wen Xun'an, who happened to deal with the bathroom ghost, came over.

"What are you doing?" Wen Xun'an asked.