MTL - What’s Wrong With Seeking Death?-Chapter 93

Yang Buqi said he would come here at night, but it was only after six o'clock, and he had already driven into Xu Tuoran's community.

Just at this time, Xu Turan's negotiation with Taobao shop finally came to an end - not because of the low communication efficiency, but because the request she made was really difficult.

Xu Tuoran hoped that the Chen-level worm Chuangshen could be sealed as a prop and then delivered to her. Strictly speaking, this requirement is not too much, and the Taobao store also agreed very readily. The only problem is...they can't reach the right processor.

Process abominations into props, and they usually complete this kind of task in the form of dispatch orders. There is a group of capable people in the Taobao store, who only rely on processing props to get paid and commission. Abilities are often quite special, and the level is not low.

However, not long ago, the docking staff asked Xu Tuoran one by one about his needs, but there was no one who was willing to accept the order.

【no way. The level of this abomination is too high. 】The docking staff helplessly explained to Xu Tuoran,【For things like item seals, it is safe for the average ability user to be two or three levels higher. No matter how bad it is, it must be at the same level, and it must need external assistance. 】

In the case where the level advantage is not guaranteed, the risk of item sealing is extremely high. Not to mention that the one in Xu Tuoran's hands is still the eternal day tendency-it can affect the mind and even control the consciousness. It's hard to guard against, if you are not careful, you don't even know how cold it is.

Seeing her reply, Xu Tuoran was stunned.

[? So are people without Chen-level ability willing to take the order? ] She asked strangely, 【Can I add money? What about other forms of compensation? 】

Docking staff: ...

No, boss, you don't understand me. This is not a question of whether to add money or not. It's just that we don't have Chen-level ability users to take orders.

[Eh, is that so? ] Xu Tueran was even more confused, 【But I remember that your last interviewer was a Chen-level person? 】

Coordinator: ...you may not believe it, it's our little boss.

The staff sitting in front of the computer finally understood why the boss across the street had the illusion that there were as many Hui grades in their store as dogs, and Chen grades were walking everywhere.

There was a big problem with co-authoring the initial impression.

But Xu Tuoran's words reminded her. The docking staff hurriedly sent Xu Tuoran's needs to his little boss. It's just that the little boss is in an interest class and can't play with his mobile phone during class, so he delayed until the afternoon before finally giving a final reply.

[There is a Chen-level long-night-inclined ability user who is willing to take orders, no labor costs and additional costs are required. 】The docking staff finally said, 【However, Chen-level abominations must be strictly guarded, and it is very dangerous to mail or hand them over. If it is convenient, I hope you can bring the sealed box to the designated place for trading and processing. Just tell me half an hour before you go, and I will convey it. 】

[In addition, if you need, here can provide some defense and suppression runes, which are better for Yongri and should be able to assist you in management. 】

Xu Turan: ...

[Excuse me, is the Chen-level long night you are talking about the one who interviewed me before? ] She thought for a while and asked.

The opposite side gave a smiling expression.

Well, it seems that I have a good relationship with that guy.

Even if this is settled. As for the other abominations, apart from the pens of the Immortal Pen, Xu Tuoran hadn't actually considered which ones to keep, and he was still very tired, so the matter of exchanging the old for the new was put on hold.

The other side really sent a few runes over soon, all of which were complex styles that I had never seen before. Xu Tuoran looked at it carefully, and tried to draw one on the sealed box. Just after finishing the drawing, he heard the doorbell from downstairs.

She looked at her phone and saw that it was Yang Buqi coming over, she hurriedly put down the box and turned to open the door. She didn't notice that the moment she closed the door, the sealed box vibrated violently. During the constant vibration, the box was shaken open a thin gap.

However, the gap is so narrow that even A4 paper cannot pass through it. A mass of white flesh was trying to squeeze out from the gap, almost squeezing itself into a thin piece. It's a pity that just after squeezing out a little, the new runes drawn on the sealing box flashed, and the white object suddenly shrank back into the box as if it had been electrocuted.

The box snapped shut and fell back onto the table. The room fell into silence again, except for the pen that was placed next to it, which was only half left, and struggled to spit out two miniature ink bubbles the size of soybeans from the pen barrel.

The ink bubble floated near the sealed box and turned into two characters that were so shallow that they were almost invisible.

【Ha ha】

Seal box:…

at the same time. Downstairs living room.

Yang Buqi put down the things he was carrying, and was carefully brushing aside Xu Tuoran's hair, observing the two remaining ears on top of her head.

Xu Tuoran sat quietly on the chair, motionless. Yang Buqi gently stroked her hair with his fingers, but his brows were slightly wrinkled.

—When Xu Tuoran cleaned the blood on his head and face, he only cleaned off the part he could see. In fact, there is still a little bit on the hair, which sticks the hair strands together. Look at the wound on Xu Tuoran's ear. Although it has healed, the wound is still visibly hideous.

Yang Buqi pursed his lips, and opened his mouth to ask something, but after thinking about it, forget it. Instead, he pushed down Xu Tuoran's shaggy hair, ordered in a low voice to sit down, and turned to get the prepared poison.

The thick and warm touch came through the hair, Xu Tuoran inexplicably felt a little itchy, subconsciously reached out to grab it, Yang Buqi just took his hand away, and let her grab it empty. Noticing Xu Tuoran's movements, Yang Buqi became nervous.

"Is it a headache?" He took out another bottle of painkillers. Xu Turan thought for a while, then shook his head: "It's okay, you can continue."

Only then did Yang Buqi feel relieved, put on his gloves, and carefully applied the prepared medicine to the hairy ears on the top of Xu Turan's head. After smearing it carefully, in order to make the medicine take effect as soon as possible, I rubbed it with my fingers on the short base of the ear.

Obviously those ears were unconscious, but Xu Tuoran felt that weird itching feeling coming out again. Fortunately, it was not very uncomfortable, but rather comfortable.

She shook her head involuntarily, and stretched her hands forward. The feet were slightly off the ground, and they swayed quite freely.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Yang Buqi thought that she was happy about leaving the domain, so he asked casually, "This time I gained a lot?"

"Yeah." Xu Tuoran followed his words, "I've been promoted to the level of natural disaster."

"..."

Yang Buqi paused for a moment, and quickly adjusted his mentality. While responding, he continued to rub Xu Tuoran's ears, his fingers were steady, and he didn't even change his strength.

Just...how should I put it. It's not weird at all.

"Then I caught a Chen-level abomination." Xu Tuoran continued, "I've already contacted the Taobao store, and I'm going to customize it into a prop."

"..." Yang Buqi couldn't hold back this time, he didn't pay attention, and pulled her ears.

His medicine took effect very quickly, and the root of a pair of ears was almost necrotic, crumbling. However, when I pulled it off, I still tore my scalp slightly. Xu Tueran let out an "ow" and patted Yang Buqi's hand with his backhand. Yang Buqi hurriedly apologized, put away the pinched ear, and said: "Is it in the sealed box now? Have you added any other defensive measures?"

"Yeah. Added a defensive rune." Xu Tuoran said, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his head again. Seeing this, Yang Buqi hurriedly yelled, took off his gloves, pinched Xu Tuoran's restless fingers, and moved them down forcefully.

"Don't move around now. The potion will corrode the skin." Yang Buqi solemnly pressed Xu Tuoran's hand back on his lap, put on the gloves, and rubbed the top of her head again, finally getting the other ear It was rubbed down.

Although the base of the ear soaked in the medicine is still soft and fluffy to the touch, its appearance has become very strange. Xu Tuoran looked at the two **** wrapped up carefully by Yang Buqi, and belatedly realized one thing:

"Wait a minute, am I bald now?"

Yang Buqi paused, glanced at the top of her head, and shook his head decisively: "It's okay, it's not a big problem, don't think too much about it."

Xu Tuoran imagined the shape, and his face became even uglier: "Are you alopecia areata?"

"Where is it, not bald, wait for some hair tonic." Yang Buqi said quickly, coaxing him up from the chair, "Where is your sink? Come on, go wash it first." size."

Xu Tuoran imagined the state above his head now, and fell into a strange silence. For a moment, he didn't know which would hit him harder than losing 5,000 points or becoming temporarily alopecia areata.

This is no longer a matter that can be solved by letting that abominable thing sell himself to work—Xu Tuoran thought silently, his breath was so gloomy that Yang Buqi, who was adjusting the hot water, couldn't help but look back at her in shock.

Xu Tuoran's body was sore now, and he couldn't lift his arms. In addition, Yang Buqi didn't dare to let her know the real state of his head, so he naturally took over the task of cleaning her hair. After washing, apply the potion carefully, and new hair grows at an astonishing speed, even fluffier than before. Xu Tuoran felt the return of his hair, and finally he was completely relieved.

Because her hair was still wet, Yang Buqi blew it for her. Xu Tuoran squinted his eyes because of the warm wind, remembering the plan for tomorrow's comic exhibition, so he picked up his phone again and checked it in front of Yang Buqi.

While Yang Buqi was blowing her head, he chatted casually with Xu Tuoran about her experience in the domain, and incidentally talked about his own investigation. Seeing Xu Tuoran began to search for pictures in the manga exhibition, he couldn't help but smile: "What clothes are you going to wear tomorrow?"

"My own clothes." Xu Tuoran shook his body quite comfortably, "But Zhu Tang said that she would bring a cosmetic box and a princess dress, and said that she would change her clothes in advance. Shu Xiaopei and Lin Ge would also change."

Yang Buqi imagined that scene for a while, and always felt that he and Xu Tueran were a bit out of tune. But he didn't say anything, he only mentioned two activities that will be held in the exhibition hall tomorrow, and suggested that Xu Tuoran could go and have a look if he was interested.

"Coincidentally, I just saw someone saying this on the Internet!" Xu Tuoran tilted his head, "How do you know so clearly? Don't you dislike these things?"

"..." Yang Buqi couldn't tell her. He saw that she was really interested, so he searched the Internet and made a strategy, so he coughed and changed the subject, "It's rare to have a chance to indulge. Have fun tomorrow."

"It's not rare." Xu Tuoran's self-positioning is very clear, "I think I have always been quite indulgent."

"That's not what I meant..." Yang Buqi paused, suddenly not knowing how to continue.

Of course he knew that Xu Tuoran had always been "indulgent". Unscrupulous, unscrupulous, risking life and death, packing a Chen-level domain master from the domain and returning without fear. But at the same time, he has always had a faint feeling that Xu Tuoran's "indulgence" is based on running continuously.

The longer he spent with her, the more he recalled the first time he met Xu Tuoran. Strictly speaking, it is a unilateral meeting of oneself—

In the dark haunted house, the beautiful and bright girl jumped down the stairs, her steps hurried and chic. He was obviously running for his life, but his eyes were as bright as if he had fallen into a star.

Every time Yang Buqi recalled this scene, it was hard not to think of some other things. Lightning, shooting stars, flowers stretching arrogantly between life and death, or rabbits that can kick off an eagle at a critical moment...

This formed his first impression of Xu Tuoran. And in the following relationship, Xu Tuoran stubbornly relied on his own strength to continuously deepen this impression. Recalling it carefully, it seems that the scenes of Xu Tuoran running away are all in memory, the difference is only in the things she is chasing, or the things chasing behind her are different.

Even her whole body gave Yang Buqi the feeling that she was running all the time. Running on the road to upgrade, running on the road to make troubles, running towards a destination he doesn't know. It seems rare to see her completely relaxed, happy just for the sake of being happy, playing for the sake of having fun.

Thinking of this, Yang Buqi couldn't help but slow down.

So, what exactly are you chasing?

This thought lightly passed from his mind, and Yang Buqi suddenly realized that he didn't really care about this answer.

Just like when he learned that Xu Tuoran had single-handedly killed a Chen-level abomination, he didn't care how Xu Tuoran did it. He just wanted to know if Xu Tuoran was injured when he came back from the surf.

"If you have a chance, let's take a good rest." After a pause, Yang Buqi whispered, "I actually..."

Before he finished speaking, the hair he was holding in his hand suddenly slipped a little. Yang Buqi was stunned for a moment, and looked down carefully, only to find that Xu Tuoran's head had drooped at some point, and he was breathing long and evenly, little by little.

Maybe it was because she was too tired, or maybe it was because she was relaxing, but she fell asleep just like that.

Yang Buqi stopped his movements, and after a moment of silence, he smiled involuntarily, put away the hair dryer lightly, and pressed his hands on Xu Tuoran's shoulders, white light emanating from his palms.

He remembered that Xu Tuoran said that her shoulders were sore.

And when Xu Tuoran opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning.

There was no dream all night, and I slept very deeply. She didn't even remember when she fell asleep, she only knew that when she woke up, she was already lying on the bed, the quilt was well tucked, and the temperature of the air conditioner was suitable.

Her first reaction was to touch her hair, and her second reaction was to look at the sealed box on the table. Fortunately, the hair is very good, fluffy and thick; the sealing box is also very good, tightly covered, looking carefully, besides the suppressing runes he added, Yang Buqi added two more. Paint the surface of the small box to the brim.

Xu Turan fell back on the bed in a relaxed manner, stretched for a long time and played with his mobile phone for a while, Fang Zhen got up from the bed, feeling as if his muscles and bones had been washed, and he was indescribably comfortable. After washing up, I went to the living room to see that there was still breakfast left by Yang Buqi on the table.

Breakfast should have been prepared last night, it was Xu Tuoran's favorite blueberry bread. She jumped downstairs, sent a message to Yang Buqi to thank her, and while having breakfast, she was arranging today's schedule, when the doorbell suddenly rang in the room.

Xu Tuoran was stunned for a moment, and leaned over to the video doorbell with a small bag in his mouth, only to see the faces of Zhu Tang and the others reflected on the screen.

"Good morning!" Zhu Tang greeted her enthusiastically, pointing to the small suitcase he was dragging, "I brought your skirt!"

Xu Tuoran: "..."

She was silent for a moment, and said wait a moment into the intercom. After finishing the breakfast in two or three bites, I went back upstairs at the same time. First, I picked up the watch that Yang Buqi had given me, looked at it carefully, and put it on my wrist. Chuangshen's sealed box was wrapped by her with three inner and outer layers of silver colored paper, and it was not enough, so she put it into a drawer full of runes.

After finishing everything, she hid a marker pen in her sleeve, and Fang clapped her hands downstairs and opened the door.

"Why so early." She looked at the three people who entered the living room, and closed the door with a smile. Zhu Tang placed the small suitcase he was dragging on the ground, and picked up a fluffy princess dress from it in front of Xu Tuoran.

"Because it's very troublesome to change clothes." Zhu Tang said as a matter of course, and took out a whole set of makeup tools, "And I need to put on makeup."

"She dragged us all out early in the morning." Lin Ge, the fairy godmother, stood beside her and smiled sheepishly. "I have to borrow your place for the subsequent dressing and makeup."

"It's okay, I'll borrow it." Xu Tuoran walked to the side of the stairs, sat down on the steps, propped his chin with one hand, and put the other behind his back, "Then you guys melt first? I haven't washed my face yet."

"...Oh, okay." Zhu Tang paused, nodded, and shook the princess dress in his hand, "Why don't you try it on first? I'm not sure if it fits you."

"It looks very suitable. Let's try it together later." Xu Tuoran said, glanced at them, and sat there without moving. Wash your face."

"Oh, oh yes." Zhu Tang nodded, but handed the cosmetics set to Singer Lin, "Then Lin Ge, you can help Xiaopei paint first, I also brought this—"

She took out a pink wig and walked towards Xu Tuoran: "Why don't you try it on? This one might be a bit tight..."

Seeing that the wig was about to fall on his head, Xu Tuoran suddenly leaned back and said with a serious expression, "Don't touch my hair!"

"..."

Zhu Tang froze in place with a movement, showing a bit of embarrassment on his face.

"Ah... That's fine. If you're not happy, don't wear it." She paused for a few seconds, then withdrew her hand embarrassingly, "But you have to change your clothes."

Xu Tuoran: "..."

She took a deep look at Zhu Tang, then glanced at Shu Xiaopei and Lin Ge behind her. The two of them had already started putting makeup on each other, but their eyes rolled from time to time, and their gazes fell on Xu Tuoran.

Xu Tuoran's gaze continued to move, and landed on Zhu Tang's skirt resting on the back of the chair.

The marker pen hidden behind finally finished the last stroke. Xu Turan looked at the three of them, and suddenly laughed softly.

"Snow White, when did you wear a pink dress?"

She tilted her head and stretched her legs forward without any scruples, forcing Zhu Tang who was standing in front of her to take a few steps back.

"Still wearing a pink wig?"

"The most important thing is that I never told Zhu Tang and the others my detailed address in this city."

Xu Turan said, and slowly stood up. She took a few steps back and stood on the steps of the stairs, revealing a rune painted on the stairs.

"You...or, who are you?"

The girls who were brimming with smiles all froze.

Lin Ge and Shu Xiaopei maintained their postures of putting on makeup, but turned their heads completely, staring straight at Xu Tuoran standing on the steps.

Zhu Tang, who was the closest, tilted his head, and the momentary stiffness on his face faded away, revealing a bit of genuine worry instead.

"What are you talking about, Xu Tuoran, you didn't give us the address before... Did you forget?"

"You remember it well?"

Xu Tuoran frowned slightly, and after a quick thought, he was surprised to find that there was such a thing—not long after he left Dahuaihua Middle School, when he sent a message to make an appointment with Zhu Tang for a comic exhibition, he seemed to have indeed told the other party the address...

No, wait. No, not at all.

Xu Tuoran quickly realized the problem. In any case, it is impossible for him to disclose the address. The only thing she could take the initiative to tell is Yang Buqi...

Xu vainly restrained his mind and took two steps up instead. Pointing to the rune below: "Then you take two steps, if you have the ability, go up and take two steps."

Zhu Tang: "..."

She stared at the runes on the steps, but said nothing.

really.

Xu Tuoran completely affirmed his guess.

As it turns out, eyes can be deceiving. But danger prediction and death value will not. Xu Tuoran's premonition of crisis had already beeped when she saw the three of them appear, not to mention the moment she put the three of them in the house...

The death value directly increased by five hundred.

It belongs to the door to welcome.

But Xu Tuoran didn't understand one thing - when she found something was wrong, her first reaction was that this worm created the gods. This is the dream it fabricated. However, there was nothing wrong with the sealed box upstairs, and the watch Yang Buqi gave her was also functioning normally.

This watch will only walk according to real time. The time shown on the watch is the same as the time on the phone. It proves that there is a high probability that this place is not a dream...

What happened to the three guys in front of them?

Under Xu Tuoran's questioning gaze, Zhu Tang suddenly chuckled.

Then she saw her stepping forward generously, stepping on the rune in front of Xu Tuoran. I saw the rune light up quickly, and then quickly dimmed.

Almost at the same time, Zhu Tang's body collapsed quickly, turning into a puddle of mud, which scattered on the stairs. Xu Tuoran frowned in disgust, took another step back, looked at the other two, and frowned even tighter.

I saw that the skins of the other two had also turned into mud at this time, dripping down layer by layer. "Lin Ge" soon turned into a puddle of mud, wriggled a few times on the ground, and melted into the body of "Shu Xiaopei". But "Shu Xiaopei" still maintains a roughly humanoid outline, and even pulls up—

Then she snorted, straightened up and stared at Xu Tuoran, then sat back suddenly, crossing her legs gracefully.

"Long time no see, classmate Xu."

Xu Tuoran: "..."

She stared at the tall clay figurine opposite, a long-lost name suddenly jumped into her mind: "Jianglin?"

"I'm glad you still remember me." The clay figurine sneered, "It seems that the impression I left on you can be called profound."

…No, it’s not really that deep.

It's just that this pose is easier to recognize.

Xu Tueran glanced at the opponent's crossed legs, wondering if he should remind him that his two legs were about to melt together.

"Why did you come all the way to die?"

Xu Tuoran spoke angrily, and quietly delineated the territory: "Speaking of which, I have something to do today, and I'm in a hurry."

"Don't worry, everything will end soon." Jiang Lin said quietly, leaning forward, "Besides, you are right."

"Today, I'm here to die."