Zhao Yijiu is not a very good actor with a character.
Under normal circumstances, he has a single emotion and is most annoying to play analogy. Under the consciousness of a ghost, he also finds it difficult to empathize with his character, and he hates the need to be controlled by the rules step by step.
People are not good at drinking, but ghosts are not happy.
Just like now, in order to form a team, he can directly say lines that destroy his character, and put out the excuse of leaving the clan for freedom. After being punished for his life, it is still not so reasonable.
The god of the ino is arrogant and savage. Even if he wants freedom, do he have to stay with the head of the marshal who has just given medicine to cause him to suffer losses?
The saint is here. Can the Inuji really tolerate this, although he doesn't like it, he is indeed the first to betray her woman and is safe and sound, and even says he wants to be loyal to the "life-savior"?
Inuji certainly won't make such a choice.
Zhao Yijiu forced herself into the plot. During the next day, he always felt something was looking at him.
It was not the kind of gaze of monsters looking for trouble in the forest from time to time, but a more distant and illusory gaze that made him, who was already keen, tense all over his body and feel anxious about being violated by the territory.
The sky is getting darker.
This is the second night of the deduction.
Zhao Yijiu got off the cart after a whole day - yes, he was still only allowed to ride a cart because when he wanted to ride a horse, the horse would go crazy and want to escape from him.
Horses that have been trained are very obedient themselves and will only lose control when they are frightened and feared.
Obviously, Zhao Yijiu made them afraid.
This fear should not come from the "Cans God", because the Caans God is not cruel to animals. In the setting, he is quite popular among some animals in the forest.
The greater possibility is that the existence of the evil spirit makes the horse uneasy.
It was getting late, and the tired three decided to camp. Yu Xing set up a fire and picked up some dry grass leaves and threw them into the fire.
Zhao Yijiu sat in front of the fire with his body tense, and the red flames reflected on his unhappy face.
Zhao Ruru, who was standing beside him, had no doubt that if Zhao Yijiu was here, he would have overturned the entire forest and dragged all the ghosts in the mountains out to kill them.
The gloomy feeling all over his body was like a big boss in the middle forest. The familiar feeling was back like a ghost.
Yu Xing also noticed the abnormality of today's day, the fear of the horse, and the anxiety of Zhao Yijiu, he silently thought about it for a while.
It's really strange, isn't it?
Even he is trapped in this role, and his traits and abilities are not brought over at all, but Zhao Yijiu will show the negative impact of the evil state.
If it is the infiltration of high-level abilities, shouldn’t his power be revived?
So, perhaps it was Zhao Yijiu who triggered some conditions alone, which led to the weakening of the power of the character and the return of his own abilities.
With him and Zhao Ruru as a comparison, the conditions became very clear.
It was Zhao Yi's poor role that made him gradually lose his "identity".
This feedback may not trigger the system penalty prompt, but it may bring new dangers in a subtle way.
Yu Xing still remembered that his initial guess was that Fengtou Town was the limit. It was a hard condition to get back the ability when Fengtou Town came to Fengtou Town, which meant that there was an existence in the town that could lift the restrictions for them.
If you "expose it" before...
The firewood was burning, Yu Xing roasted for a while, and his thoughtful expression fell into Zhao Yijiu's eyes, making him twitch uncontrollably.
What are you doing? Is Yu Xing worried about him?
There is no need to be, he is not that weak. Compared to him normally, he is much stronger now, and Yu Xing can't help but underestimate him.
However, thinking so, after knowing that no matter how bad he plays, Yu Xing is still thinking about how to provide him with a guarantee, Zhao Yijiu relaxed without realizing it.
He looked up and looked at the mottled and broken sky through the heavy canopy on his head.
Above the night, there are no stars, only a perfect and almost false moon.
False, false.
A look of disgust appeared in Zhao Yijiu's eyes. He thought that it didn't seem interesting to be sleepy here. Maybe he should be more serious and fulfill his awareness of being a "team member".
The atmosphere between the three was too dull.
After all, the character of the archer and the Inujiu are not the ones who will take the initiative to chat.
Zhao Ruru, the only information exchange center, cleared his throat and asked, "Young Master, how far are we from that Fengtou Town?"
Yu Xing: "One day."
There were no ghosts to hit the wall tonight. Although there were all kinds of cats and babies and other monsters coming to peek at the screen of goods all day long, they did not waste much time.
Although these monsters have their own curiosity, they are all physical and can be solved by their skills. The only flaw is that they consume physical energy and are prone to injury.
Zhao Yijiu's hand was bandaged, and blood still oozed out from time to time.
"That's very soon." Zhao Ruru rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "I've wanted to ask, what exactly are the goods you shipped? Why do I feel that all the things along the way are for your goods?"
"I didn't see it. This escort was transported confidentially. According to the agreement, even I can't lift the cover before it arrives." Yu Xing said and asked, "Are you curious?"
"Of course!" Zhao Ruru said for granted, "Aren't you cheated by your boss? What if this guy was his trick? I think it's just a coffin, which is very unlucky. Don't you really want to open it and see what's inside the coffin?"
"The Saint is right." Zhao Yijiu spoke lazily, playing with a broken branch in his hand - he was still using the injured hand.
"No matter what, it is strange that your goods can attract the monsters in the film. What if there is something deadly evil inside, just waiting for the time to kill everyone?" He fiddled with the beast bone pendant on his chest, and casually put the pot on the high priest's head. "The high priest often tinkers with these things, you must be careful."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yu Xing pretended to hesitate for a moment.
Seeing this, Zhao Yijiu threw the branches into the fire: "I want me to tell you, no matter what agreement he has, you can take apart and see if no one knows it."
"Okay, open it tomorrow." Yu Xing decided not to commit suicide to violate the regulations at night.
He would not have to save dangerous things at night like the mentally retarded films, so that the ghosts could take advantage of the opportunity... If it were to stimulate him, he would have done it deliberately, but now in this ordinary human body, he is already sleepy and tired.
After a while, Yu Xing went to set up a camp.
This time he was a bigger bodyguard who had no ulterior motives. He didn't mind living in the same camp as Zhao Yijiu and Zhao Ruru, which was more convenient and safer.
As soon as he left, Zhao Yijiu and Zhao Ruru, who were still staying by the fire, became subtle.
Zhao Ruru slowly moved to Zhao Yijiu's side, caring on the surface: "God of the Dog, are your hands better? Does it still hurt?"
In fact, he quietly moved his nose and tried to smell the smell of incense ash from Zhao Yijiu during the day.
At present, only Zhao Yijiu is like a glutinous rice dumpling. If anyone can confirm Zhao Ruru's guess, then he is the only one.
Yes, she didn't tell anyone about the smell of incense and ash. In the deduction of the competition for tickets, cooperation is limited, and everyone has to be careful.
But before she could smell it, Zhao Yijiu grabbed her cheek.
A bloody smell floated from the injured common man's hand, completely covering the faint smell of ashes that might exist. Zhao Yijiu looked at her and looked at her pinched meat, and his bad thoughts suddenly jumped up.
He suddenly approached, and his bloody eyes stared at Zhao Ruru's eyes like he was staring at his prey.
He curled up a thoughtful curve: "What is the Saint doing? He said he had no feelings for me, and now he took the initiative to post it. What do you want from me?"
"I don't know, the Saint has a dog's nose."
Taking advantage of the absence of the "Dog God" and "The God of Dog" spoke ill of the "Saint Maiden".
This strangely fits the setting. The gaze that had been pressing on his body all day seemed to have dissipated a little, and Zhao Yijiu only felt a lighter on his back.
He paused, wondering whether to bully the Saint in exchange for a comfortable rest for a while.