Er Hong let go of Yu Xing and finally revealed a trace of his own emotions——
He looked a little disappointed.
"You have used so many methods to sneak in, but can you only do this?"
"Why would you be discovered by the master as soon as you enter?"
"It's not fun. Compared with my imagination, what you did is not fun, fox demon, big man."
Compared with the tentative "little fox" a few minutes ago, this fox demon's voice sounded determined and sarcastic.
Yu Xing looked down at him slightly - this Erhong young master had disguised everything except his height. The teenage boy was much shorter even in front of the "southern Xinjiang girl".
Those deer-like eyes were still as agile as ever, but what was flowing through them now was a vivid and wavering murderous intent.
It seems that he felt that the fun did not live up to expectations and was extremely disappointed, so he decided to kill the infiltrators directly as Master Wanban said.
Yu Xing's body emitted bursts of black mist in the face of the killing intent, and returned to its original appearance in the rich black package. He was wearing simple clothes, with a riding crop around his waist, and a vaguely fox head on his face, which was extremely weird.
He smiled, and the black mist fox head he transformed also laughed: "Why don't you call me Lord Mouse?"
"They're all the same, aren't they?" Er Hong lowered his brows, as if he was really sad, "Your methods of sneaking into the Feng Mansion are far from clever as you think. As far as I'm concerned, as early as the first time you stepped here, your identity has already changed.
exposed.”
"I was waiting to see the performance of the fox demon, but I didn't expect that even the fox demon was just a name for himself, and he didn't even hide under the master."
"Trouble? Chaos? From the moment you appeared in Fengtou Town, I have been looking forward to today. Just now, I wanted to meet the fox demon who plays the role of a female from southern Xinjiang, but..."
A handful of black eyeballs appeared in his hand at some point. As soon as he loosened his fingers, the almost dry eyeballs slipped out from between his fingers and rolled to the ground.
Gululu...
The fragile eyes rolled out with a sound like Jiang Chao.
As if they had their own consciousness, they formed a circle around Yu Xing. In an instant, a suffocating feeling like drowning rose from Yu Xing's throat.
Wow…
Covered by the sound of the tide, Erhong's voice became much duller.
"I'm so disappointed, why? Why are you so useless?"
Yu Xing subconsciously touched his throat.
It was this feeling of drowning again, he had felt the same suffocation on the white jade coffin in the stage world.
But unlike the suffocation that was more real due to the role bonus at that time, at this moment, he could easily tell that this was just an illusion directly added to his consciousness.
More advanced than a hallucination, his brain will think he is drowning and then brain dead.
There is probably no concept of brain death in this era. People would just think that this method is so weird and unexplainable that it exceeds the limits of knowledge.
But Yu Xing is obviously not within the limits of this knowledge. Once his brain realizes the nature of this method, the attack will directly collapse.
His fox-headed smile became even bigger, and a hint of sharp fox laughter could be faintly heard: "How do you know that I didn't intentionally let things develop to this point?"
Yu Xing seemed to be back in the medical clinic, bullying the handyman as a bodyguard.
He took a step closer to Erhong under the vigilant and cold eyes of the black-robed subordinates at the side. As he walked, he crushed the eyeballs on the ground in front of him, making a crisp clicking sound.
"A young master who has long lost respect for Master Wanban; a master who knows the child's betrayal and is ready to clean up his family." Yu Xing had already noticed these two words in the short conversation between Erhong and Master Wanban.
"It's interesting, isn't it?"
He sighed and took another step forward.
Erhong was not surprised by his awareness, and his expression still showed the indifference of being in control of the overall situation.
It's like saying, so what can you do if you know?
This doesn't change anything.
After all, looking at it now, these trash infiltrators have no part in the struggle between him and Master Wanban.
But Yu Xing continued to sigh.
"But what's more interesting than this is... a false god in the river who was fed by Master Wanban, a dead town cursed by the false god, and a terrifying evil ghost about to be born out of fear and regret."
The stage world, the real world, and the hidden missions each point to one of them.
Just when Yu Xing was sure that Master Wanban and the old man in the stage world were the same person, the three were connected.
There was some surprise in Erhong's eyes.
Then came renewed interest.
"Ah, yes, you sneaked in today and used Qian San's useless disguise technique. In other words, you may already know what he did to Lian Xiang, and thus you can think of the soul suturing technique."
"Trash is still trash. If the master knew that the secret was leaked from Qian San, he would definitely make his life worse than death... But there is probably no such chance?"
Er Hong mentioned Qian San with the same indifference as mentioning the garbage on the roadside, mixed with a trace of malice at most: "He has been dealt with by you, right?"
Yu Xing was not stingy with this young master and responded generously: "I left him with Lianxiang."
"Interesting." Er Hong moved his steps imperceptibly, as if he wanted to go to Qian San's house now and see Qian San's miserable condition.
But now he has a more important goal, and there is a strange light in his eyes: "So, you actually know what Master Wanban is planning, and you are well prepared."
"Am I also a part of your plan?"
"You are trying to hold me back and let your companions outside do things...ah, this is how it should be, this is the level you should be at."
His performance vividly explained what it means to be a happy person. He didn't seem to care about Master Wanban's plan, nor what kind of revenge they would suffer if the plan failed.
He just finds it interesting.
But Erhong still maintained the young master's composure, even if every word he said pointed to madness.
Yu Xing looked at the child who was raised by Master Wanban, and seemed to see a hint of Gui Yiqing in him.
It must be said that there are many happy people.
There are also many people who have died suddenly just to have fun.
But there are very few Lezi people like Erhong who can't tell the difference between friend and foe and clearly hold the trump card to save their lives.
And Erhong is very smart, at least he quickly realized the real purpose of Yu Xing's appearance here.
That's right, last night was the night when the Deducers did the most work, and they had already made plans for today.
As a flaw on the surface, Yu Xing's main purpose is to hold back the "young master" whose strength and attitude are more ambiguous than Master Wanban.
At the same time, we also need to obtain information from the young master about the other forces in Fengtou Town - this is the most important thing.
He rubbed the riding crop around his waist with one hand and sat on the mahogany chair in Erhong's room with great ease, as relaxed as if he were at home.
"Sit down, Young Master Erhong."
The black mist fox head showed a cunning expression in a playful manner, almost bringing its bad intentions to the surface.