The first thousand three hundred and seventy-five chapters are with the female man
This is the Bingtis family. The Obsidian Palace has left the real space and is now floating in a twisted alien world.
Bing Daddy and Bing Mama prepared a sumptuous family banquet, firstly to welcome their daughter home, and secondly to welcome the guests from the Xiling Empire. Although it is rude to think so, you don’t have to face leek boxes and egg-filled pancakes when eating at Bingtis’s house.
It's really good - of course it's not that the leek box and egg-filled pancakes are bad, but think about it, if Elder Tang had traveled thousands of rivers and mountains, gone through eighty-one hardships, and narrowly escaped death after arriving in Tianzhu, Buddha had ordered someone to get it for him
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You should understand how I felt when I had dinner at Father God’s house.
Because it was a family dinner, there was no one else around the dinner table. Apart from the Kuwain couple, only me and the soul-departed version of Bingtis were present. Housekeeper Mo was not present to accompany us this time. There were only two people who looked like smoke.
A group of shadowy slaves acted as servants beside them, serving tea and water and waiting for orders. In theory, this atmosphere should be extremely relaxed, but the goosebumps and cold sweat on my body are caused by the waves of the Yangtze River pushing forward one after another.
The atmosphere was almost beginning to make people miss Father God’s leek box. I put a spoonful of beans that tasted a bit like corn kernels into my mouth and couldn’t help but look up at the source of this weird atmosphere: Uncle Kuvain and Aisha
As expected, Aunt Li's burning gaze was still focused here.
The two of them have been staring at each other for nearly ten minutes since they started eating. Bing Ma is better, at least she has to maintain a ladylike manner when she lowers her head to eat. Bing Dad is weird, just like this, Ku
Uncle Wine kept his eyes fixed and looked forward while eating there. He picked up the food from the table and put it into his mouth completely by groping, with a weird smile on his face. Let me tell you this:
The part above the bridge of the old man's nose has solidified into the surrounding space. This handsome old man with an aristocratic temperament seems to be in the late stages of Alzheimer's disease. I doubt that he can still be on his own if the chair is taken away from him.
The face is the fulcrum fixed in mid-air...
"Then what..." I was so terrified by the weird gaze of Bing Daddy and Bing Ma that I didn't even dare to breathe as the Bingtis people stuck in my body were being stared at by my own parents (the latter was the same as me)
perspective), finally couldn’t help but speak.
"You said you said -" Uncle Kuvain kept the upper half of his face frozen, and looked over with a smile on the lower half of his face. His tone was cordial, "Oh, you are satisfied with the food, I think it was cooked by Aisali herself."
.She is a good cook. When I pursued her, one of my main purposes was not to have to cook by myself in the future..."
With a smile on her face, Bing's mother tried to maintain her reserve as a high-level dark goddess, while inserting the knife into Bing's arm: the latter pretended that he didn't feel anything at all. Well, he really didn't seem to feel anything...
"The food is quite good." I felt that my face was as stiff as if it had been painted with three layers of paste and left to dry for three days. It felt like it was falling apart when I smiled. "You guys keep looking at me...is something wrong?"
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"It's okay, it's just my habit." Daddy Bing smiled cheerfully, completely ignoring the shocking knife stuck in his arm. Aunt Aishali looked at the knife stuck in her husband's arm in a daze, and also
I didn't know what I was thinking about before I pulled it off. I even heard a pop...
Damn it. Dining at Bingtis’s house turned out to be so stressful. What a magical pair of parents. It wasn’t so serious the last time I came here. I can only explain this as because of Bingtis.
My sister has been unable to find a partner for tens of millions of years, and she has almost made her parents suffer from mental illness. Now, as long as any male creature appears within a ten-meter radius of Bingtis, the two parents may regard him as a son-in-law, like me
That is definitely a high-risk target.
But there was nothing they could do about it - I turned to look at Bingtis (body) sitting next to me, and the latter also turned to look at me with dead eyes. Of course, this action was due to conditions.
Reflection. This master-level elder sister is usually a completely Chinese version. She drinks, plays cards, and fights in groups. She sits cross-legged on the sofa and eats sesame seed cakes while watching boxing matches. She squats on the curb with a bottle of wine and whistles at the other side - this
She does everything, and I feel like we are brothers from beginning to end. They say women are made of water, men are made of mud, and women are made of cement. I doubt Bingtis.
It is made of titanium alloy mixed with granite. Anyone who has been with her for more than three days will never have the illusion of falling in love with this eldest sister: Bing Daddy, Bing Mama, you really think too much...
But I definitely can’t say this directly. If I say it directly, there will be two consequences: Bing Daddy and Bing Mama will suffer a huge blow and see through the world and life and embark on the road of no return to become an evil god, or Bingtis will become angry and mute in my mind.
No one can bear to sing "Conquer".
So I could only smile awkwardly and lower my head to eat. At the same time, I couldn't help but start thinking about this matter: It seems that not only one person suspected that Bingtis and I were a couple, Bing's father and Bing's mother didn't care, and Father God occasionally used
This is a fun topic, and Erson often boldly congratulates his eldest sister on the prospect of getting married - every time he is slapped with a brick. Shandora also talks about Bingtis from time to time, "You can also touch the dry food of the owner", it seems that in addition to
Bingtis and I didn't feel anything at all, and everyone around us seemed to have recognized this.
Does the scene of me and this female hooligan playing cards together with little notes on our faces really look like a couple?
After thinking about it for a few seconds, I felt that this issue might need to be raised to the level of the world view. With my own and Bingtis's respective personalities, it would not be in line with our habits to struggle with this issue - so I love it.
Anyway, just choose the mode of getting along that is most suitable for us. There is nothing wrong with being buddies. I still remember that I have the master's solid food, so I should take care of Sandra and the three of them first.
With this in mind, I continued to work on my second task besides eating: picking the food named by Bingtis from the table and putting it into the mouth of the dead-eyed lady next to me: "Open your mouth, bite, eat slowly, chew
Swallow when you have enough. Open your mouth! This is a fork!"
Bing Daddy and Bing Ma continued to stare at this side with six plus signs of heat, but now I was able to be calm and calm, as if there were two wax figures sitting across the table. Bingtis's body subconsciously ate
He was holding something, licking his lips after eating, and continued to look at the table: It means he is not full yet. I couldn't help but think of the time when I took care of Little Paopao. The little girl was the same, she would keep staring as long as she was not full.
She stared at the table and said nothing (no one understood her) until someone continued to feed her. I was taking care of the dignified Sister Bing as a baby. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but curl up the corners of my mouth.
"Why are you laughing?" Bingtis's soul was a little unhappy. She looked at the world from the same perspective as me, and probably felt that her (body) appearance was a bit silly now, thinking that I was laughing at her.
While feeding Bingtis, I wiped her face: "It's nothing - does it make sense to feed you like this? Your body is stuck here with me, and you can't taste it. Your body is not afraid of starving to death."
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"I'm just trying to maintain a psychological balance, do you care about it?" Bingtis's soul said carelessly. I can imagine her arrogant look, "In the middle of the table, there is a plate of barbecue-like things, and then across the table, that plate
Green cold dishes. And then there’s what my dad has..."
I don't think it will take long for me to fully understand this female gangster's recipe.
I finally finished my meal despite the pressure from Bingtis’s parents’ eyes. After dinner, I planned to walk around: This is not the first time I’ve been to Sister Bing’s house. I am also a familiar customer here, so walking around will not be like the first time.
Still lost. But as soon as I stood up and before I could speak, Uncle Kuvain spoke first: "Chen, you have to take care of my girl these days, right?"
I looked at Daddy Bing with vigilant eyes, fearing that his next sentence would be: Have you decided on a name for the child? A similar situation is not impossible. However, the other party did not say anything else. I nodded:
"Well, I did promise to take good care of Bingtis' body when I came here. But she is already home now. She probably doesn't have anything to do with me these days in the God Realm. She won't stay at home?"
"The most important part of her body is in you. Why stay at home?" Kuvain pointed at me with a smile. I was talking about Bingtis's body, but he was talking about the latter's soul, "So I entrust you with it."
By the way, I'm taking care of my girl's body. Anyway, I already carry her soul with me, so it won't be a problem to carry multiple bodies with me."
Is this really Sister Bing's biological father? You don't seem to feel any pressure at all to entrust your daughter to a man. Especially since your daughter's body is still in an absolutely defenseless state.
But I didn't dare to say this, because Bingtis was so crazy when she went crazy: I can't stay away from her now.
"Actually, that's what happened," Kuvain said as he watched the two shadow slaves clearing the table, as if he just remembered to explain, "We asked Father God that it will take one to two weeks for Bingtis to be freed.
The difficulty of liberation is related to the degree of connection between her and her original body. So I hope you can be with her body as much as possible so that her soul can resonate with the body as soon as possible. In fact, I am also a little bit knowledgeable in soul science.
Some research..."
Before Kuvain could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Bingtis: "Dad, aren't you a scumbag?"
Father Bing was choked by his daughter and was stunned for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "You girl... couldn't your dad teach himself? Anyway, shut up now - where did you say just now? Oh yes, in fact, I am interested in the soul
You have some attainments in learning, so you are right to follow my advice. If you stay with my girl for a while, you two will return to normal soon."
I looked at Daddy Bing very suspiciously. The more I looked at him, the more nervous he became. The more nervous he became, the more I couldn’t help but stare. Then, when I saw him, cold sweat started to form on his forehead. The old man even patted his chest with me: "Look
Look at my clear eyes and sincere expression..."
"It's okay, just leave it to me," I quickly waved my hand. No matter whether Uncle Kuvain really wanted to help his daughter "return to her place" or to quickly implement the son-in-law issue, the request he made was nothing.
When I went to the hospital, I promised my family that I would take good care of Bingtis, "Please wipe your sweat, it's dripping down your neck..."
Even though we were far away from these wolf-like parents, when we left the restaurant, Bingtis, who was deep in our souls, and I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. We turned around to confirm that Sister Bing, with her fishy eyes, was still following us.
Behind me, when I turned to look at her, she burped in response...
"You said you want to calm down, isn't this pretty?" I took this dead fish-eyed cuteness and fully automatically followed the pet-type Sister Bing in the long corridor of the Obsidian Palace, wandering around and following in my mind
Bingtis's soul is chatting, it's such a wonderful feeling.
"What are you looking for? When did I not look good? You walk slower, my body can't keep up. Turn left in front. There is a small door at the end of the small corridor. Go there and take a look," Bingdi
Si muttered, and followed me forward while giving blind directions, "By the way, have you seen the power of my parents? That's why I don't dare to stay at home for too long, they just tied me in a box."
Delivered door to door..."
The bear girls who were forced to marry by their parents probably all have the same troubles. Bingtis was missing for tens of millions of years and was forced to marry again after returning home. The level of troubles may have doubled. I remembered what I had been thinking about before: "Bingtis"
Tess, do you think the way we usually look together is really like a relationship?"
His mind was quiet for half a minute before Bingtis reacted in a hurry: "Oh, your question is so high-powered, it's shocking... Wait, you can't... You can't really... I'm just..."
Suppose, suppose you only like me a little bit, right?"
"I don't think so. But you know psychology is the most complicated thing." I didn't intend to avoid this topic. Anyway, we have already talked about it here. "I feel that being with you is quite relaxing, but it is more like being with a bad friend."
The feeling of being together. But thinking about it now, you said that this state of being used to each other's existence is also a kind of...'living life'?"
The reason why I think so is that I suddenly remembered the time when I was with Qianqian. Qianqian and I have been wearing crotchless pants since we were the same age. We didn't realize that the other person was of the same gender as us until we were in elementary school. But
It was in this atmosphere of life that we became a couple. The biggest similarity between this and Bingtis's situation is that in most cases, I don't realize that Mr. Bing is a woman...
This time Bingtis was silent for a longer time. I know that this fierce female gangster actually has an unexpectedly innocent side in her heart - although this innocent side is often described by Sandora as "I can never get a partner, so I can't even hold hands with the opposite sex."
"No" to attack her weakness, but she was really weak when it came to this topic. After a long while, I heard her weak reply: "Damn, I'm confused... I have no experience at all, so I don't know anything at all."
It’s called love! If you have experience, can you tell me about it?”
"This cannot be explained." I couldn't help but laugh or cry, "And do you think either of Sandora and I is in a normal relationship?"
"Oh. You didn't mention my concubine and you forgot about it," Bingtis suddenly said quietly, "You have the master's solid food... Let's discuss these, are you not afraid of being eaten alive by Sandora after you go back?"
I stopped and looked up at the high Gothic vault. Bingtis's body walked forward for a long time before he suddenly realized what he was doing. He quickly jogged a few steps and came back behind me.
"Well, I have Sandra and the others, and we are good and responsible men - it seems that I have made your parents a little nervous," I shook my head and watched the article finally go.
The long corridor at the end, "By the way, where are you going to take me?"
"You'll know when you get out. Did you see the small side door in front?"
I saw the small gray door. The patterns on its surface were almost integrated with the reliefs on the surrounding walls, so I didn't notice there was a door at first. I stepped forward and pushed it gently.
It wasn't locked, so I pushed the door open and went in.
"Holy shit!" I almost missed the step and screamed strangely. There is a trap behind this door!
Opposite the door is a circular patio with a radius of tens of meters. It is bottomless. This door is completely opened on the inner wall of the patio. When you push the door, there is only a small platform about one meter square for you to stand on. Take a step forward.
I fell down. I carefully stood on the edge of the platform and looked at the bottomless pit below. Then I looked up and saw that the top of the patio was open: I could see the exit of the patio not far above.
The blood-red moon hung in the middle of that small circular sky, and the thin red light it shed illuminated the top of the patio. Blood-red is a color that can easily make people feel depressed, but under this weird moon, I
But I felt a strange sense of peace, as if the red moon could soothe people's hearts. I was stunned, remembering that there is no moon in the God Realm, and there is no moon in the alien space where the obsidian palace usually floats...
"This is inside the Holy Spirit Tower, and it is an independent space from the outside. The red moon is also a unique thing in the tower," Bingtis said quietly, "There are also residents and stars on that moon. Even my dad doesn't know
When were they born, but they claim to be the guardian clan of the Holy Spirit and have consciously helped manage the Red Moon for tens of millions of years...Things created by God are often like this, and sometimes small worlds are created somehow. I rarely
Go disturb them, I wonder if the current guardians on the Red Moon are the same ones as before...ah, that’s not important.”
For God, this kind of thing is probably equivalent to planting a potted flower, and then a small nest of ants suddenly appears in the flowerpot. As a result, the small nest of ants creates a light and claims to be the guardian of the flowerpot - I think so
He stood and observed the patio curiously. Its style was different from other parts of the temple. The inner wall was made of a dark-toned crystalline material, glowing with alternating purple and blue luster. It could not be seen on the inner wall.
Among the exquisite reliefs that can be seen everywhere in the temple, there are only linear indentations that run through the inner wall from top to bottom. There is a deep and solemn atmosphere here, and even Bingtis's mood seems to have been affected by this place and has become depressed.
:She has been idle for five minutes straight.
"Let's dance."
Finally, Sister Bing broke the silence and said two words lightly.
"Ah?" I didn't react for a moment.
"Jump down!" Bingtis said clearly this time, and there was no doubt about it, "I'm going down there, just jump. Anyway, you won't fall to death."
I looked at the bottomless sinkhole below and could only curl my lips helplessly and jump down.