Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

Chu Luye fled from Poirot's coffee shop in a panic.

Also holding a fresh ham sandwich in his hand.

"Traveler, what are these strange creatures on the road?" Zhongli's voice came from the earphone.

Chu Luye lowered his head, and found that the little emperor was poking his head slightly out of his collar, looking at him intently with his red-gold stone pupils.

He looked around and found that no one was paying attention to them, so he fiddled with the slightly long hair on the side to block the sight of passers-by on the side, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, the curse spirit was born because of people's negative emotions." , ordinary people, can’t see it.”

The mask blocked the movement of Chu Luye's lips, and this exchange was very covert.

"So that's how it is." Zhong Li was thoughtful, "Then you left that store in a hurry because you noticed some hidden danger there?"

"What... Could it be! There is a curse spirit there?"

Chu Luye was puzzled at first, then immediately shocked, and immediately turned around to go back to Poirot's coffee shop.

Then he found that the emperor in his breast pocket was calm and composed, he didn't seem to be worried at all, and there was a little teasing smile in his stone-like eyes.

Chu Luye was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Zhong Li was teasing him for running away.

The black curly-haired boy slowly withdrew the movement of turning around, and the ears covered by the black hair gradually began to turn red.

Holding his breath, he stammered for a while, and argued in a sluggish way: "I, I'm, for, for, to find a, place, where there are few people, to eat."

There was a thorough and gentle smile in Zhongli's eyes, but he didn't expose the reason why Chu Luye was not very clever.

He just apologized kindly and said: "Sorry, traveler, I misunderstood."

Chu Luye opened his mouth, but he felt that it would be useless to argue any further.

Zhongli always looks like this, with clear eyes and a bright heart, as if he sees through everything, but he always gently indulges other people's petty thoughts in front of him.

No matter what Chu Luye said, it was like throwing a small stone into a deep and calm pool, without the slightest ripple on the water surface, and nothing could be seen.

Chu Luye suddenly felt a little depressed, so he stopped provoking the topic, just found a chair by the side of the road and sat down, and broke off a small piece of the half-warm sandwich and handed it to Zhong Li. , And then finished the breakfast in a dull mood.

Zhongli tasted the sandwich, and expressed his appreciation of this exotic delicacy in the professional tone of the old-school Liyue people.

Very informative comment, even Amuro Toto will be pleasantly surprised after hearing it.

It's a pity that the only listener was wearing earphones capable of receiving sound, nodding silently, and did not give any feedback.

Seeing this, Zhong Li was very helpless.

Maybe this is what a rebellious teenager looks like. One second it was sunny, and the next it started to rain.

After all, there is still a generation gap between the old man who has lived for thousands of years and the young man.

Zhongli, who didn't know what these young people were thinking, could only wait and see what happened, and guided Chu Luye through the entire clothing shopping process.

The clothes that Zhongli wanted to buy were casual clothes that fit the figure of a normal adult male.

Chu Luye regarded himself as a non-speaking humanoid walking frame, and a fully automatic payment ATM machine with no emotion.

Entering the store, choosing, picking up the clothes that the old man asked for, and paying for them, all without opening your mouth to say a word, the shopping guide can smile all over his face, welcome them in and send them out enthusiastically.

So much so that Zhong Li was waiting for his inquiry, so as to tell him why he bought these clothes, but the prepared answer could only be swallowed helplessly.

During the period, some shopping guides gossip about whom Chu Luye bought these clothes for.

After all, Chuluye himself looks like a teenager at first glance. Even though he is not short and has a slender figure, these clothes are too big for him.

Chuluye didn't have to answer.

But his hand in his pocket moved uncomfortably, and finally spit out two words: "...friend."

He didn't speak the whole time, but he wasn't blaming Zhongli or anything.

He is actually reflecting on himself.

For him, Zhongli is the only friend he has had for so many years. He is both a teacher and a friend. There is no other person to refer to. He can only judge whether he is doing right by the reaction of the other party.

Chu Luye's life experiences over the years have made him used to being taught and led.

The guidance of his elders is indispensable to him, but he rarely touches the friendship of his peers.

From the beginning, I have never met equal pay and return.

So the first time he got Zhongli's response, Chu Luye put all of himself on one side of the scale, waiting for the other side of the scale to give him guidance and teaching.

But now, the relationship between Zhongli and him is not like that of a teacher and a person being taught.

On the contrary, they are more like traveling companions who are inseparable, with a shallow and equal relationship.

So the balance is off.

Chu Luye didn't know how to deal with such a relationship, but he felt that there seemed to be something wrong.

So he immediately began to reflect on himself, hoping to find a solution to the problem from his own mistakes.

Zhongli can't guess what Chu Luye is thinking, but he has a lot of experience in dealing with conflicts and problems.

Generally speaking, when dealing with a silent person, let him speak; when dealing with a person who talks too much, let him listen to others.

But the premise for all this to happen is that there is an appropriate opportunity.

And soon, the opportunity came.

On the way Chu Luye went home, the weather was very gloomy.

The dark clouds piled up together, and it looked like it was about to rain.

Chuluye suddenly stopped.

Zhongli's voice also came from the earphones: "Traveler, be careful on the road ahead."

Compared with when he went out, Chu Luye hardly changed.

Although they bought a lot of things outside, including Zhongli's clothes, Chu Luye's tools and materials, some strange stones and ornaments and antiques that Zhongli liked, repurchased ingredients, supplemented daily household consumables, and so on.

But Chu Luye was still empty-handed, without a backpack or pockets all over his body.

These things will be delivered to his door after a while. The biggest change in him is probably the few bills missing from his wallet and the changed numbers in his bank card.

What made Chuluye stop suddenly was not the purchased goods, nor Zhongli's reminder.

It was the breath of the curse spirit floating in front of him.

At least one level.

Chuluye made a judgment in his heart.

Two chatting aunts came towards Chuluye from the street ahead.

The conjurer's good hearing allowed Chuluye to hear exactly what the two of them were talking about.

Aunt A: "I heard that another homicide happened to the family in front? This time it was the husband who killed his wife."

Aunt b: "Oh, is this true? Didn't a case just come out half a month ago?"

Aunt A: "It can be fake! My neighbor's family saw the police car surround the house and came out with a stretcher covered with white cloth."

Aunt b: "It's terrible, that area is really evil. How many times does this start this month?"

The two aunts passed by Chu Luye and walked away from the incident.

Chu Luye also figured out why such a powerful curse spirit suddenly appeared in front of him.

There is basically no hospital there, and it is not close to the school.

Zhongli: "That is what you called the 'curse spirit', traveler?"

Chu Luye let out a "hmm" and accelerated to run forward.

His spells are actually not suitable for dealing with curse spirits.

After all, [Evil Words Break] is to use the magic power continuously produced by the opponent's inner obsession, so as to make the opponent collapse from the inside out.

And most of the spell spirits have no wisdom at all, and will not be affected by his evil words. In this case, all he can rely on is his own spell power, which is basically no different from ordinary spellcasters.

This is a technique that is extremely good at infighting, but it is not suitable for dealing with spell spirits.

But Chu Luye had to step forward.

Because after crossing this residential area, one more street is his home.

There are his figurines, his collections, his memories, and most importantly, there is the body of Mandrill who has not yet "come".

Chu Luye couldn't guarantee whether it would work if he made another one after the body was destroyed.

In other words, Mandrill's soul is actually attached to the figure, but because he has not completed the task, the soul has not yet awakened on it.

Chuluye cannot guarantee these possibilities.

So he has to do his best to ensure that all these bad possibilities are excluded from the fate line of reality.

While running, Chu Luye formed a mudra with one hand, and a quarter of the energy bar appeared on the right side of his vision. Normally, he could not speak fluently, but this time it suddenly flowed out of his mouth naturally.

【Born from the darkness, it is blacker than black; the filth and filth are all filthy. 】