Altar of Infinity

The day and night of the underwater castle are only the difference between whether the artificial lights outside are on or not.

They are in the deep sea alone and helpless, no matter where they look, there is boundless darkness.

The withered roses in the vase were replaced with new ones, which matched the red color of the room very well.

Xie Quan and Si You had already left, Xie Ji said to Jiang Jichu who was sitting on the sofa wiping his knife, "What do you think of this level?"

Jiang Jichu would be more polite when talking to him, he stopped and looked up at him: "What I thought of, you just finished talking."

Is this an affirmation of him?

A smile appeared in Xie Ji's eyes: "Is there anything to add as a person who has been here?"

Jiang Jichu thought for a while: "Personally, I think 'kinky' is the most disgusting of the four bosses, and its levels can be guessed as disgusting as possible."

Xie Ji: "The most disgusting? I don't remember you being 'killed'."

"There's nothing annoying about a boss," Jiang Jichu shrugged, "It's just that 'kinky' is more disgusting."

Xie Ji: "Then which one do you think is slightly better?"

Jiang Jichu said without hesitation, "'wine'."

Xie Ji: "Why?"

Jiang Jichu: "'Prostitution' is disgusting, 'killing' is very malicious, 'reckless' makes people uncomfortable, and the dwarf will pull out the general."

The four bosses are the most powerful barriers on their way to the real world, but they are only starting the fourth level now, and there is still some time before they can face them.

Jiang Jichu recalled all the unpleasant things he had encountered, and muttered a little annoyedly, as if he was muttering to himself: "Yin Lin's saying that something happened must be an excuse, he simply didn't want to be 'prostitute'."

Xie Ji's thoughts were taken away in an instant.

In life, it is inevitable to complain and complain, but Jiang Jichu seems to be insulated from this kind of emotion, and the sentence that came out inadvertently at this moment is actually a bit childish.

He felt rare.

This kind of emotion usually appears between close people. He thought of the interaction between Jiang Jichu and Yin Lin when they were in the civilian area.

It's very close.

And before Yin Lin left, he also explained to him, "I'll trouble you to take care of Xiao Chu these days", "Xiao Chu has a bad temper, please take care of me."

Jiang Jichu said that Siyou is a master among the masters. Sincerity does not deceive him, at least his evaluation of Yin Lin hits the nail on the head—the tea smells like tea.

Holding a water glass, he sat next to Jiang Jichu, and lightly touched Jiang Jichu with his elbow: "Hey, you have a good relationship with that Yin Lin."

Jiang Jichu was a little puzzled: "As I said before, he is my very good friend."

Xie Ji looked at him with a half-smile: "Just a friend?"

Jiang Jichu: "?"

Xie Ji: "Why do I feel that he treats you..."

Jiang Jichu almost blurted out the words "Yin Lin and Shi Zhibie married young and young", he suddenly realized something, the words got stuck in his throat, and the silk satin that was used to wipe the knife in his hand was about to rot.

Yin Lin...

You bastard!

It turned out to be waiting for him here!

When he couldn't explain to Xie Ji, he knew the existence of others. With Xie Ji's IQ, even if he caught a small thread, he could follow the clues——

Since Yin Lin has a lover and is in a good relationship, why does he still act close to him?Unless you want to stimulate Xie Ji.

Then why did Yin Lin dare to provoke Xie Ji at the risk of being fined to kneel on the washboard?Unless you want to match them up.

And why Yin Lin is so sure that matching them up won't make the two of them more embarrassed - he can't tell Yin Lin that he is interested in Xie Ji and ask Yin Lin to help!

Jiang Jichu organized his words: "Yin Lin is more...uninhibited. You know, the more straight a man is, the more he will behave in a non-straight man."

Xie Ji: "Are you straight?"

Jiang Jichu: "I..." As soon as he uttered a word, his eyes met Xie Ji again. The eyes he had seen countless times were the same as before, handsome and lenient, as if they were the quietest eyes in the sunny world. lake.

Xie Jijing and Jiang Jichu looked at each other, and asked a new question like chatting: "I think the people in the castle are pretty good-looking, Jiao Wanshu, Jiao Ge, maid, gardener, butler, which type do you like?"

Jiang Jichu said dryly: "I like low-IQ trash who are gloomy and talk less."

Xie Ji seemed to be curious about the answer, and slowly approached Jiang Jichu with smiling eyes, his warm breath enveloped the two of them, and his voice was close at hand: "Really?"

Rao is Jiang Ji who broke into the altar for the first time, and the people blocked the murderer and the Buddha. If the atmosphere is deliberately created, if the reaction is not careful, a sinkhole will be smashed.

Jiang Jichu leaned back and opened the distance, and glanced to the side very quickly.

The moment Jiang Jichu evaded, Xie Ji also began to regret in his heart.

What is he doing?

Isn't it because "kinky" is full of hints everywhere that he can think about it, why can't he stop here to tease Jiang Jichu.

But Xie Jiconscience found out here, and Jiang Jichu also worked hard to get back the place.

His eyes that he glanced at quickly retracted, and he moved up from the button of Xie Ji's collar unrestrainedly all the way up, swept over the curved lips and straight bridge of the nose, and landed firmly on Xie Ji's crow-like eyelashes superior.

"I think the gardener fits Mr. Xie's favorite type. It's better for Mr. Xie to join this bloody chaos in person. Whether you can find the truth of this level depends on the value of Mr. Xie's appearance."

Xie Ji didn't care about Jiang Jichu's Gu left and right talking about him, but felt that Jiang Jichu's behavior just now could be regarded as an upgrade from provocation to molestation, and the remorse that had just arisen was suppressed back on the spot: "It's strange to say, waiting here at the altar After a few months, the genre I liked before has lost its flavor.”

Jiang Jichu raised his eyebrows: "Could it be possible that Mr. Xie has changed from liking the lively and cheerful little sun to liking the naughty little white flower?"

Xie Ji propped his chin: "Why don't we have a look at one of our artists, maybe they really like this instead?"

Xie Ji was waiting for Jiang Jichu to finish when he suddenly heard a hasty knock on the door.

This familiar feeling...

He got up to open the door, he thought it was Xie Quan outside, but as soon as the door opened, a body with fragrance broke in, quickly closed the door, and got into his arms again.

Jiao Ge's eyes were red, but his lips were pale, and he grabbed the hem of his shirt and shook non-stop: "Help me, save me..."

Jiang Jichu leisurely came to the two of them: "It seems that someone has helped to confirm Mr. Xie's change."

Xie Ji gritted his teeth and pulled Jiao Ge out of his arms, and asked as kindly as possible: "What happened?"

Jiao Ge: "Hey!"

Xie Ji: "..."

So the altar is not aimed at Jiang Jichu, but him, right?

There was a half-person-high cabinet at the entrance of the room, Xie Ji sighed helplessly, and wanted to take out a paper towel drawer from the drawer on the cabinet to wipe away tears for the scorched Ke who kept buzzing, but As soon as he stretched out his hand, he found that Jiao Ge was just howling.

Yin Lin's howling is deliberately blackmailing people by showing off his tea art, so what is Jiao Ge doing?

Xie Ji suddenly remembered that he saw the housekeeper punishing the maid last night, and the maid was only red-eyed, as if she was crying, but there was no tear on her face.

Don't the people in the underwater castle shed tears?

The moment he was distracted, Jiang Jichu interrupted coldly: "Don't cry."

Jiao Ge: "Hey...beep...beep...beep!"

Jiang Jichu: "..." Why don't you just throw it out.

Xie Ji came back to his senses, and comfortingly patted Jiao Ge on the shoulder twice, intending to ask what was going on, when a gentle female voice faintly sounded from the corridor.

"Hi, may I ask if you have seen Jiao Ge just now?"

"Jiao Ge? I haven't seen it."

It was Jiao Wanshu.

She was questioning the person on the other side of the corridor.

Hearing Jiao Wanshu's voice, Jiao Ge stopped whimpering immediately, and raised his hands to cover his mouth.

His sleeves were wide and slid down when he lifted them up, and his forearms were dotted with bruises.

When Xie sent to find Jiao Ge at night, Jiao Ge didn't have these scars on his body.

He silently asked with his mouth: "Did Jiao Wanshu hit you?"

Jiao Ge nodded sharply.

Xie Ji thought for a moment, then gave Jiang Jichu a look, and the latter pulled Qijiao and threw it into the bathroom.

Not long after, Jiao Wanshu asked about their room.

Xie Ji opened the door, Jiao Wanshu changed into a cardamom green Chinese-style cheongsam today, gentle and elegant, her beautiful face was genuinely worried: "Hello, have you seen Jiao Ge just now?"

"Jiao Ge? No," Xie Ji looked back at Jiang Jichu, and asked just right, "Jichu, did you see Jiao Ge just now?"

Jiang Jichu said lightly, "No."

Xie Ji turned to Jiao Wanshu: "No, Jiao Ge is also missing?"

Jiao Wanshu apologized to Xie Ji: "There was some misunderstanding between Jiao Ge and me. It must be that he got angry and hid. I will look for it first, thank you."

After Jiao Wanshu left completely, Xie Ji released Jiao Ge from the bathroom, and sat together on the sofa farthest from the door.

There was no sound from the room outside here, and they were on the second floor. If someone eavesdropped through the window, he would be able to find that it was the safest place to talk.

Jiao Ge's constant trembling has returned to the occasional trembling, and he hunched his shoulders and sank into the sofa, his slender eyelashes flickering like two small brushes.

Xie Ji handed Jiao Ge a cup of hot water.

Jiao Ge: "Thank you."

Xie Ji: "Jiao Ge, you have to tell us the truth before we can help you."

Jiao Ge sniffed: "I, I don't know where to start..."

Xie Ji reminded, "Why did Jiao Wanshu hit you?"

Jiao Ge's voice was still trembling: "My sister thinks that I like Brother Zhang, and I was the one who instigated Brother Zhang to disappear."

Jiao Ge's description of "sister thinks" also expresses another meaning. He doesn't like Zhang Hong, but Jiao Wanshu thinks so.

But the gossip Jiao Ge that Xie Quan inquired about was secretly in love with Zhang Hong.

Was Xie Quan's clue wrong, or was Jiao Ge lying?

Xie Ji asked, "Then do you like Zhang Hong?"

Jiao Ge seemed to be insulted, and blushed aggrievedly and replied: "I didn't! Brother Zhang is my brother-in-law, how could I do something to offend my sister!"

Xie Ji pointed out: "But feelings are not something you can control just by saying you can control them."

Jiao Ge stood up excitedly: "I really don't! I just have admiration for Brother Zhang!"

Xie Ji: "If you speak louder, Jiao Wanshu should be back."

Jiao Ge sat down angrily.

Xie Ji didn't know how much he believed Jiao Ge's words, and continued to ask other questions: "Is this the first time Jiao Wanshu hit you?"