If Qing Jiuli were to comment, in the past few days, when Lin Sanjiu and Libao were researching tracking methods, looking for clues, identifying body butlers, etc., besides having to hide his traces and not show his face, he was really
Pure and comfortable.
Anyway, he was just waiting for news; until the signal came that he could take action, he and Yuan Xiangxi didn't have to worry about how to pass the time.
If you look carefully in the apocalyptic world, there are many fun things to do, such as skiing on the back of the world's largest degenerate species, spending a small amount of money to learn how to prepare "witch sauce", these are all tourists who also love to play
What's more, he is not short of wine.
Of course, considering the seriousness of the overall situation, he did not tell Lin Sanjiu one by one.
After all, this may be the last chance to enjoy yourself in life.
Even after receiving the news of the gift package, "Meeting an Old Friend in a Strange Land" and a human started hunting for the body butler, the two of them had a pretty easy life - if they found a clue, they could just follow "Meeting an Old Friend in a Strange Land"
When I saw someone's head was covered in the clue's colored aerosol, I pushed him towards him.
Don't tell me that Qing has stayed for a long time. If you replace him with a fool, this job won't be difficult.
Last night, Yuan Xiangxi opened his ghost mouth and spoke.
"Wow, I didn't expect that Orcius is so scary, but his body butler is easy to deal with." He said, "How many body butlers have we killed? Four of them, right? I think this will continue like this, or else.
How long will it take before Orcius... Why are you staring at me?"
Qingjiu Liu put the empty wine glass on the table next to him and said: "Have you never heard of 'Jinx'? You are afraid of saying good things, and they will be gone as soon as you say them... You quickly find a wooden object and knock three times.
hurry up."
Yuan Xiangxi muttered, knocked on the table three times, and said, "I don't know, you can be so superstitious sometimes."
...That table must be a plastic table top with a layer of wood veneer.
Because the next day, the good luck they had enjoyed along the way was gone.
"Meeting an old friend in a foreign land" was the same as the previous times. After a few days, they found the next body steward for them - the sight of a person's head and face wrapped in colored aerosol was something that Qingjiuru had long been used to seeing.
screen.
The body steward was standing in a forest of human bodies, walking slowly step by step. The human feet hanging from the branches of the towering forest, sometimes because of their long legs, would be touched by his shoulder and shaken when he passed by.
It started to spin slowly and swayingly.
Although the things hanging in the human body forest are human bodies, they are not corpses.
Various artificial bodies also have various functions: some can be put on and become another person; some can be equipped with batteries - or other energy blocks -
They are controlled by remote control to do things; some have modifications to the human body shape and add functions, which fall into the category of humanoid weapons.
The functions and uses of each human body are written on a small note paper and hung on the ankle; if you like what you want, just ring the bell and a merchant will come to negotiate the price, unlock it, and trade it.
A body steward, walking in a jungle full of hanging bodies, seems to want a body - there seems to be a hint of irony here.
From outside the layers of dangling human legs, a thin, pointed-cheeked middle-aged man appeared and disappeared.
His head was tightly wrapped in colorful mist, with only two eyes and a protruding tip of his nose exposed; the mist was very smart, as if it knew that if he went further down, he would be seen, so it disappeared as soon as it passed his chin.
It has to be clean.
If you don't look in the mirror, no one can see your face; therefore, the previous few body stewards were hugged by the people behind them without even realizing it, without any warning beforehand.
The thin man today was also ignorant of the strangeness on his face, and there was not even a piece of glass nearby. Qingjiuru pushed Renben and raised his chin towards him, and he had already become a skilled worker.
The human body immediately passed through the dummy body that it was not interested in and walked towards the thin man in the distance.
Yuan Xiangxi held a belt head in his hand, not nervous at all, and looked around.
Because neither he nor Yuan Xiangxi had consciousness, Ji Shanqing also put a lot of thought into how to let them control Ren Ben - for example, at this moment Ren Ben was wearing what looked like clothes, but in fact he was
It's a prison item; once you put it on, you can only have the freedom to walk and move for a while with permission. It's very useful.
The belt hanging down from its waist looks like a belt, but is actually a prisoner's anklet. Not only is the other end held in Yuan Xiangxi's hand, but it can also be lengthened invisibly when necessary. On this chain,
Plus a new prisoner - the new human being.
With clothes, it is not so conspicuous to walk around with human nature. Especially Yuan Xiangxi, who also developed a hobby of drawing. He took a few pencils and used a white face exposed in a whole outfit.
Like a master of sketching, he sketched out the outline of his nose and made his bones undulate. Finally, when he looked at it from a distance, he saw a ghostly shape standing on a piece of plain skin. It was very eye-catching and made others dare not get closer to take a closer look.
Saw it.
The thin man squinted his eyes, picked up a note on his ankle, and was reading the explanation text carefully. When he heard someone approaching, he looked back, nodded to Renben, and continued reading.
Product desciption.
The human ability is just as useful when used as a body manager - even if the other person doesn't have anyone in particular he wants to see, who he thinks he should see at this moment is who he is in his eyes. In the eyes of that thin man at this moment,
I'm afraid Renben is another customer interested in various artificial bodies.
"It seems that today will go well," Yuan Xiangxi said proudly, as if it was all his fault.
Qingjiuru glanced at him.
What he didn't expect was that something happened in the brief moment when he turned his head and glanced - but Qingjiu Liu didn't know what happened.
All he knew was the breath of cold air that Yuan Xiangxi suddenly sucked between his teeth; Qingjiuru turned his head hastily, his eyes passed through the countless human legs in the forest, and when he fell on the man again, he found that he was shoulder to shoulder with Renben.
Standing, not only was he not attacked, but he seemed to be whispering something.
What he said, Qingjiu guessed it after a few seconds.
Because Renben suddenly twisted his neck, and pointed the face that was darkly shadowed by pencil at Qingjiu Liu and Yuan Xiangxi in the distance.
The man looked in the direction in which it turned its head, and his eyes happened to be separated by the crowd, and he collided with Qing Jiuru.
He squinted his eyes, looked at the two of them for a few seconds as if reading a product introduction, and gave a clear smile.
Then, he nodded slowly, opened his mouth, and said two unmistakable words to the person next to him: "Go."
Renben, who was still wearing a prison suit, seemed to be excited and ecstatic. He threw his arms high and strode towards Qingjiu Liu and the two of them. Yuan Xiangxi quickly shouted: "Lock it, hurry up."
Close it again!"
"Nonsense," Qingjiuru quickly pressed the controller a few times. However, Renben's momentum of striding through the forest was not slow at all, causing Manlin's legs and feet to wobble; he angrily put the control pad into his pocket.
As soon as he stuffed it, he picked up Yuan Xiangxi, turned around and ran away, "The clothes have failed!"
The tall and long man, every time he swings his arms and takes a step, his blank and slender limbs flash out from his sleeves and legs and feet at an extremely fast speed; it seems like a nightmare that keeps flickering between colorful fabrics and snow-white shadows.
, in a moment, he had already caught up with the two of them.
Facing a living person and a dead ghost, the man obviously hesitated for a moment.
However, following the whistle of the thin man in the distant forest, it suddenly made up its mind and stretched out its long arms. Without touching the living person, it grabbed Yuan Xiangxi's collar and held him.
They rolled to the ground together.
Yuan Xiangxi is not a real person. If he falls into the hands of Renben, he will not last much longer than the body steward. As soon as Qingjiuru felt Yuan Xiangxi being pulled out of his hands, he immediately violently
As soon as he braked, he twisted his body.
Two Yuan Xiangxi, one fell down on the ground and the other was holding on to the tree trunk. They both looked at him blankly with white faces of shock.
The one holding on to the tree trunk first looked at Qingjiu Liu, and then looked at the other Yuan Xiangxi.
Next, the two Yuan Xiangxi murmured together: "You... who is Qing Jiuru?"
I recently started formal psychological counseling, and I feel like I really have a lot more homework to do every day...
