Behind the half-open door, the light was dim, and only a piece of marble floor could be faintly seen.
"I have opened the door for you. If you dare to go in, the villa will be yours; if you don't dare to go in, if you stay here and look at me, you won't be able to regard me as the owner of the villa." Although this man doesn't look like it.
The type who knows how to challenge generals, but Ji Shanqing has to give it a try. "Do I have to go outside before you dare to come in?"
After two seconds, Sibaan breathed a sigh of relief.
"What you said makes sense," he said slowly. "What tricks you did to this house, I have to try it myself before I know how to crack it."
...This tone is really annoying; it's as if this man has never encountered any obstacles that he can't overcome in his life before this.
Seeing him walking towards the door of the villa, Ji Shanqing couldn't help but pursed his lips slightly. What he said to his sister was actually suitable for himself: he was not a complete data body, but he still had
A self shaped by memories of past experiences; when he realized that he needed to protect the villa, he immediately thought of his place of origin - the Mirror House. Of course, limited by the environment and conditions, he did not really
Just transform the entire villa into a mirror house.
"but,"
As Sibaan approached the door, he suddenly stopped and stood upright at the door without looking back. He just raised a hand and touched the door frame almost gently with his long fingertips - at that moment
, as if the whole house was shuddering and gasping. "...The house I walked in had to be the original one."
How is it possible?
Ji Shanqing raised his head suddenly, and for a moment he almost suspected that he had heard it wrong - but he quickly reacted. As his thoughts moved, a long arm suddenly jumped out from the half-open door of the villa and faced him.
He grabbed the difficult blond man. This was the inspiration he got from the play house copy where his sister had stayed; the only difference from the play house copy was that the movement of this arm was as fast as lightning.
It was so cruel that no matter how powerful the Evolver was, there was no way to escape; in the blink of an eye, it grabbed Sibaan's chest, but the latter quickly stepped back.
, the coat was still tightened, and a piece of fabric was torn into pieces with a "sneak" sound.
It's obviously still a little bit close to letting him in!
Ji Shanqing cursed in his heart. The people around his sister were really more irritating than the others, like a swarm of flies that he couldn't swat away.
"You are a smart person, but you think I am a bit too stupid."
Sibaan turned around slightly, and the coat on his chest was torn open, revealing his snow-white shirt. All the colors in the world, if they fell on him, would become particularly bright and dazzling.
; It seemed that even the color felt that it was a special honor to be worn by him, and they all became lively and energetic because of it - it really made people feel uncomfortable just looking at it.
"I don't understand what you mean." He decided to pretend to be stupid, smiled softly, and asked: "This is not the original villa, so tell me, where is the original villa?"
Sibaan put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked around leisurely.
The more he was so at ease, the clearer the sharp irritability in Ji Shanqing's heart - except for the distant birdsong and the sound of the waves, the quietness around the villa made him even more annoyed and almost helpless.
Express it in words: Who was holding back Ito? If he and another person had an encounter behind the yard, how come there was no sound at all? He is really useless at the critical moment!
"I think,"
Sibaan was very patient, and just sighed. Perhaps because of exhaustion, his voice was slightly hoarse like smoke. "The original house should still be where it is... right? It's just that on the front of it, you
By some means, another disguise was set up that was identical to it... And in the distance between the fake front entrance and the real villa, it was you who arranged for the outsiders to be killed. This method is quite interesting.
I rarely see them."
This time, Ji Shanqing was really surprised - he couldn't even hide his surprise; because Siba'an raised his eyes and glanced at him, a pair of astonishingly bright green eyes filled with emotion.
Laughed.
"You didn't expect me to guess it?" Siba'an tilted his head, and a few strands of blond hair fell down, covering his pair of green eyes, as if they were a dazzling deep lake under the sun. "Surrounding the glass wall are
These green trees..."
Before he could finish what he said, Ji Shanqing understood and couldn't help but let out a deep breath: "I originally thought not many people would notice this."
Just like the "cardboard fake houses" sometimes used in movies and TV dramas, Ji Shanqing erected a fake facade that was exactly the same as the front of the villa a few steps outside the villa, and integrated it with the two sides of the villa.
Okay, there is only a narrow space left in the middle - after the sister enters the water tank, he can naturally go in and out without hindrance; to outsiders, this space is like a sticky fly board, and there is nothing to step on.
Fa Zai came out. Not to mention the newcomers, even Mr. Ito patrolled the house countless times and didn't notice anything strange.
But if there is any flaw in this illusion, then only the circle of green plants outside the house is left. The entire villa is surrounded by flowers and trees, and only the entrance is free; a fake facade is inevitable
He stood in this circle of trees and cut off half of the area covered by green plants. Although he was careful enough, he still could not completely avoid the growth trend of the trees: some shrubs have roots outside and branches extending in.
Inside the "false facade"; some flower branches were swaying outside, but the main pole with its roots was nowhere to be found.
"If I had enough time, you would never have discovered it." Seeing that the plan was broken, Ji Shanqing still stood there and said coldly.
"Really?" Siba'an looked at the half-open door, and pulled out a crescent-like silver stream of light from a black weapon bag behind him; the light flowed erratically in his hand, making people even look at its body.
Not sure. "If you don't want people to be suspicious, don't snap your fingers when you open the door next time. This is part of the copy. It can be opened according to your command, which means you have tampered with it... Oh, I forgot
There is no next time for you."
Ji Shanqing took a step back slightly, feeling his throat dry and itchy, as if a handful of sand had been poured on him.
If the opponent discovers the existence of a trap, then in order to break it, they will naturally attack the person who set the trap... This is the most natural logic, especially when the person who set the trap has a much lower combat power than you.
As long as Sba'an comes to catch him, his plan will be half successful.
It's nothing to be able to see through traps - this kind of mortal evolver, even if his thinking is sharper and his observation is more careful, he is still a mortal body. In order to allow my sister to spend money in the villa safely,
He has already considered various situations countless times; if anything goes wrong, there are at least three or two follow-up methods waiting to make up for it.
Siba'an slowly turned around, and he held the shining silver moon in one hand, standing high in the air. Under the dreamlike light, he almost didn't look like a mortal anymore; it was as if through
His eyes can also see another world hidden deep in the sky and sea.
As he walked towards Ji Shanqing, he said softly: "I have no ill intentions towards you, and it's all because of the situation that I would attack you. We are all people who have been forced to this point by the apocalyptic world..."
Don't speak like a sister!
This thought suddenly entered Ji Shanqing's mind, so solid, sharp and hot that he almost thought he blurted out these words - he hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, trying to swallow the anger back; however,
That is, at the same moment, the wind stirred up by Sba'an rushed towards his face, and his vision was instantly illuminated with a bright light.
He knew that he had to resist at this time to look realistic enough, but with his combat power, he didn't even have a chance or the ability to resist, and his body had already been penetrated by Sbaan's Silver Moon. This feeling
It was very strange: it didn't hurt, but a coldness gradually spread from his chest and abdomen; his strength quickly disappeared as the cold silver moon penetrated him. He looked back softly and found the other half of the silver moon.
It stretched out from behind and curled into the air.
"Don't worry, you won't die." Siba'an whispered as if to comfort him. "I just need you to be my 'trophy'...it'll be over in a while."
Just like a hare hanging from a hunter's spear, Ji Shanqing lost the strength to support him. After being penetrated by the silver moon, his feet also left the ground. His body swayed with Si Ba'an's footsteps, gradually getting closer.
Gate. After a pause outside the gate, Sibaan's hoarse and melodious voice rang out: "...I'm going to take you in with me."
...Yes, Ji Shanqing has long thought that if someone can really see through his methods, then it is very likely that they will catch him and enter the trap formed by the false facade with him. After all, according to common sense, the person who sets the trap
People will not let themselves be killed by their own traps.
Hurry up and go in, he kept urging in his heart while looking at the ground.
The ground moved, and the doorframe came into view, followed by the darkness behind the door.