What’s Wrong With Seeking Death?

Turning... a black bear into a white bear?

Yang Buqi on this side was still shocked by Xu Tuoran's thoughts, while some people on the other side had already begun to plan the whole plan with great interest.

First of all, based on previous experience, this is absolutely feasible. The only question is how to do it. After all, this place is no better than the outside, there are **** bears on every floor. You have to pay attention to the location when catching alone. If one person is not careful and the other party brings a group of people, it will be embarrassing.

Yang Buqi has some experience with this: "The **** bears here also have their own range of activities, not within their own range. Unless a companion explicitly asks for help, it is unlikely that they will deliberately run over to see."

In other words, as long as you can manage to get stuck in a blind spot and keep your movements as quiet as possible, you should be able to avoid the attention of other black bears.

He had managed to single out a black bear in a similar way. But his situation at that time was not the same - he melted the blood film on the opponent's hand little by little during repeated fights. The other party didn't react until he completely lost his blood film, and he didn't show any willingness to ask for help halfway through.

Even after losing the blood film, it just changed the stone spear to the other hand, turned and left very calmly—but according to Xu Tuoran's approach, it's hard to say whether the other party will ask for help.

"Understood. You have to gag before putting on the sack." Xu Tuoran nodded thoughtfully, "Also, we need a bait."

It is impossible for the **** bear to come and deliver the head by itself. Something had to lead it into the ambush.

Xu Tuoran automatically ignored Yang Buqi who was sitting and trying to repair himself, put his hand into the backpack, and began to check the props one by one—the fox ornament that was destroyed to the point of cracks and the mud block that was essentially a corpse were naturally unnecessary. Having said that, the singing pen and other things don't look like they have feet. When he found the brush of the pen fairy, Yang Buqi suddenly seemed to think of something, and pointed to it.

"I have an impression of this thing." He looked at Xu Tuoran, "I remember it can float..."

[Fly your head. 】Before he finished speaking, the pen of the pen fairy began to spit bubbles, 【I didn't see that I was seriously injured, so let me float my head. Say it first, don't fix me, whoever fixes me will be in a hurry with him. 】

...No, no one said they would fix you...

Yang Buqi was stunned by the block. Xu Tuoran clicked his tongue, and picked up the pen angrily: "Beep beep, believe it or not, I'll just throw you out."

The pen of the pen fairy: [... letter. 】

After writing this sentence, the pen of the pen fairy fell into silence. Seeing this, Yang Buqi took the initiative and said, "Forget it, don't worry. I'll go when my feet recover."

After speaking, his eyes fell on the bouncing little pink flower next to him, and after thinking for a while, he said: "It's actually not bad to use this. Anyway, it was originally used for this."

Xu was stunned: "What do you mean? What is it used for?"

"This, I 'pinched' in an emergency when I was hunted down." Yang Buqi didn't know what to think, and his expression was a little embarrassed, "I want to get something to distract those black bears. Just try Infused life into that flower."

Flowers... He didn't really want to mention the origin of flowers. In short, because the flower itself is his product, and it has been infused with vitality by him, it has considerable vitality, can run, jump, and escape by itself.

"However, it was the first time I did it, so I didn't control the strength well. I just wanted to be a short-lived living body that can lure away the pursuers. I didn't expect this thing to run so far and jump up to now."

As Yang Buqi said, he stretched out a finger to touch the flower of the little pink flower, pushing it away again: "Anyway, it's not a very big thing, it's just an accident, it doesn't hurt to use it as bait."

"Nonsense." Xu Tuoran said, "Although it was an accident, it's not bad. It's practical. And it's cute. Look at the leaves, they're so emerald and green, just like you."

Yang Buqi: …

But at present, it seems that there is really no more suitable bait than this little flower. Xu Tuoran stretched out his palm, held up the little pink flower that jumped in actively, and looked at Yang Buqi again after thinking for a while:

"By the way, do you still have similar pink flowers? I mean the ones that are not infused with vitality."

She thought of those broken little flowers she saw outside, and now she thinks they should all be the product of Yang Buqi. Yang Buqi froze when he heard the words.

"No...no more. Why are you asking this?"

"Oh, I just want to see if I can mass-produce it? I figured that I might need other bait." Xu Tuoran said truthfully, "It's okay, forget it."

Yang Buqi: "Oh..."

His heart relaxed a little, he paused for a few seconds, and some inexplicable emotions surged up again.

He didn't lie to Xu Tuoran. It is true that there will be no such small pink flowers on his body now-in fact, after he entered the execution ground, there were still one after another, but he was afraid of attracting attention, so he took the initiative to deal with them.

But after Xu Turan appeared, those little pink flowers, and the pain and itching that accompanied them, really never appeared again.

Yang Buqi actually didn't quite understand what was going on. But he vaguely remembered a saying that at the moment when a human being alienated into a monster, the traits it showed were actually closely related to his obsession and emotions at that time.

Those who want strength will grow sharp blades; those who are hungry for food will often have a big belly or a huge mouth. Those who feel guilty will have permanent erosive wounds on their bodies, and those who have gone astray because of worshiping evil gods will show more or less similar characteristics to the gods they believe in.

And at the moment of alienation, why did he acquire such a trait, and why did that trait disappear naturally after meeting Xu Tuoran?

Yang Buqi didn't want to think about it. Some things make you feel uncomfortable if you think about them too much.

He lowered his head expressionlessly, looking at his roots wriggling and regenerating like earthworms. On the other side, Xu Tuoran's question has advanced to the next stage:

"Then is your life force infusion a product that can only be aimed at yourself? Can other things work?"

"... Ordinary things, definitely not." Yang Buqi suppressed the turbulent emotions, and looked up at her, "It can only be the kind of objects that have residual power in themselves, but are not active..."

"That is to say, the corpse of the abomination is fine." Xu Tuoran made a precise conclusion.

Yang Buqi thought for a moment, then nodded. Adding: "But not too big...I suspect normal sizes might have trouble too."

"Understood." Xu Tuoran nodded clearly, then took out a silver box, handed it to Yang Buqi, and opened it with a snap, "What about the one the size of a pigeon egg?"

Yang Buqi: "...?"

He lowered his eyes to look into the box, and found that it was really full of pigeon egg-sized—

Minced meat.

Another ten minutes later.

second floor.

A plant with pink flowers ostentatiously ran along the corridor, holding its leaves up and bouncing like a butterfly in spring.

This butterfly successfully attracted the attention of the opposite **** bear. The latter held a stone spear and rushed over unsteadily. Seeing this, Xiao Fenhua immediately ran along the corridor, and disappeared at the end of the corridor in the blink of an eye.

The **** bear followed without knowing why, until he saw an open elevator door. A tree-and-a-half man inside the door was holding the flamboyant little flower on his head, smiling politely at himself.

Big Black Bear: "...?"

The situation in front of him was a little puzzling to him. Although not very smart, but relying on its keen instincts, it quickly stopped its steps, and then clumsily raised the stone spear in its hand—

To suffer.

When Yang Buqi saw this, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and his heart skipped a beat.

Originally, I chose this place because the elevator was well enclosed. I didn't expect this guy to be far more vigilant than they thought. It didn't intend to come in at all. Instead, it wanted to use the advantage of a long-handled weapon to restrict his movements!

Not only that, the moment the bear stabbed out the stone spear, two red lights lit up on the puppet's head covering the eyes—even though Yang Buqi immediately closed his eyes defensively, his chest still seemed to be slammed by something. hit. An inexplicable fear suddenly surged in his heart, like an overturned ink bottle, instantly blackening a large area of ​​consciousness.

Fortunately, he was not completely unprepared. A twig had wrapped around the **** bear's short legs as early as the first time it appeared, and he didn't care about his mental stability at the moment, so he held his breath and sent him into the elevator car drag. Almost at the same time, a thick layer of ice cocoon covered the right hand of the **** bear holding the stone spear. Xu Turan, who was hiding inside the elevator door, finally rushed out, holding down the stone spear that the **** bear was waving with one hand, and raising the stone spear with the other. With a lump of mud, he slapped the **** bear directly on the face!

Once the mud **** from the Chaotic Hui class come into direct contact, they will immediately cause serious chaos effects. Xu Tuoran didn't forget to wear plastic gloves when using it. The mud had just dropped from his hand one second, and he immediately slashed with his backhand the next second, trying to **** the stone spear from the black bear's hand!

Not wanting the black bear to hold the stone spear tightly, she pulled it hard twice, but the stone spear couldn't be snatched out, and the backlash made the black bear howl twice. Xu Turan's face changed slightly, and he didn't care about grabbing things anymore. He immediately turned around and worked hard with Yang Buqi, desperately pushing the **** ball into the elevator—

For a moment, the mud on the black bear's face and the tough tree branches on its feet exerted force together, and it staggered dizzily, and was finally pushed back and forth into the elevator by the two of them. Xu Tuoran had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately closed the elevator door. While closing it, he picked up his stone spear and poked it at the black bear's arm!

I don't know if it was because of the protection of the blood film that Xu Tuoran's spear tip went in, but the black bear still refused to let go, as if it didn't know the pain. At this moment, Yang Buqi finally recovered from the black bear's mental attack, and when he saw it, he immediately clamped the fluttering spear in the black bear's hand with both hands, and at the same time leaned back against the wall of the elevator car, with a slender growth on his waist. The thin branches are firmly attached to the wall, so as not to be thrown away by the black bear.

Fortunately, the black bear was in a state of confusion at the moment, moving slowly. Although he was holding on to the stone spear and refused to let go, the strength of his struggle was not that great.

Yang Buqi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly turned to Xu Tuoran:

"I've got it under control! Do it first! Don't rush to grab things!"

Xu Tuoran: "..."

"Who snatched it? I'm disarming the enemy..." She retorted subconsciously, but her movements were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, she turned behind the **** bear, put her stone spear across the elevator door, and took out several A brooch was pierced into the back of the **** bear one after another.

"I'm very short of love", "I'm a waste", "I want to lie flat and be a salted fish", "I don't want to live anymore"...

Brooches with words, like heart-wrenching labels, are deeply inserted into the puppet costume. The fabric of the puppet costume is rough and thick, and Xu Turan deliberately adjusted the angle when piercing the needles. They were all pierced vertically and diagonally downward. down.

She didn't know exactly which brooches could be used for bleaching, so she could only pick some based on her feeling. Fortunately, these seem to have an effect - the color of the bear's fur seems to be fading little by little as the **** bear writhes lumberingly.

And the reason why it is called "as if"... is because it is so light, and it is not very obvious.

At least Xu Tuoran didn't think it was obvious. She almost thought that her plan had failed, and began to think about **** the bear. It was Yang Buqi who was the first to notice that the fur on the top of the **** bear's head had turned gray because of the angle.

From this point of view, the plan should have been successful—then, they just had to wait.

However, after waiting for a while, Xu Tuoran couldn't sit still.

"That's not right. It didn't slow down so much last time." She backhanded two more brooches on the black bear's back, wondering while doing so, "Could it be that the elites in the execution ground have higher resistance?"

Yang Buqi shook his head to express his ignorance, and soon thought of another question.

"How long can the effect of your chaotic prop last?" He asked Xu Tuoran, "Can it last until the end of its transformation?"

Now they can control the black bear, largely because it is in a state of confusion, unconscious. If this effect ends early, the black bear regains its combat power again, and Yang Buqi cannot withstand its mental attack, things will be very serious.

Xu Tuoran was obviously aware of this too, she pursed her lips, and couldn't stop thinking about why the **** bear changed slowly this time, and how to continue to control this guy—after thinking for a while, she made up her mind decisively, and took it out of her bag. A silver square box was held up high.

No matter what the reason is, smash it and it's over. I win if I can knock the opponent into a daze!

Xu Furan was thinking firmly, and was about to swing up the box in her hand, when she suddenly heard the sound of "Glaguera" inside the box—she glanced at the silver box in her hand with a strange expression, her eyes showing a bit of bewilderment.

I haven't smashed it yet, why did you move first?

She put down the box she was holding in her hand, and the things in the box seemed to sense it, and Gragla rang more urgently. Xu Tuoran moved slightly in his heart, stepped back a little, opened the box, and saw the singing pen lying inside.

It is trying to bounce in the box right now, as if Xu Tuiran might not notice it.

What do these mean?

Xu was stunned. Yang Buqi, who was standing on the other side of the black bear, was also a little confused. After a pause of two seconds, he heard that he was not sure: "It...does it want you to use it?"

As he said this, he felt a little outrageous. Although his memory is vague, he still has some overall impressions of this supernatural prop. The most friendly attitude of this kind of thing to human beings is to ignore their answers. In such a dangerous situation, it is their normal state to pretend to be dead to watch a show. Why do they still volunteer?

He couldn't understand.

But if you don't understand, you don't understand, Yang Buqi doesn't think that this unknown thing will deliberately cause trouble at this time. After all, the seal has not yet been lifted, and Xu Tuoran will be the next unlucky one when something happens—but the confusion is really confusion.

And at the moment when he was confused, Xu Tuoran had made a decisive decision, erected an ice wall behind him to prevent the sound from leaking out, and at the same time pressed the button on the silver pen.

The smooth and moving melody of old songs poured out from the pen in an instant:

"You are always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted...Crying alone until dawn..."

Xu Tuoran: "..."

Yang Buqi: "..."

Big Black Bear: "...?"

The song is very nice, and the singing is very moving. The problem is, it doesn't seem to work at all?

Xu Tuoran listened patiently for more than ten seconds. Seeing that the **** bear didn't respond at all, he couldn't help but wonder if the dog just wanted to take the opportunity to mock him.

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation." She picked up the singing pen that was still playing music with two fingers, and said indifferently, "Otherwise I will throw you out now."

Anyway, she has no memory now, so don't feel bad!

Singing Pen:…

The music of "Too Soft Heart" stopped abruptly. After a pause for a second, another completely different melody came out of it:

"Sing if you want! Sing loudly! Even if no one applauds me..."

Xu Tuoran:?

After finishing the sentence, he cut it again: "If you can sing with me... the singing will be twice as loud..."

Xu Tuoran:? ? ?

Seeing that this pen still needs to be cut again, Yang Buqi at the side suddenly realized.

"Speaking of which, this is a karaoke pen, right?" He confirmed to Xu Tuoran, "It's the kind of pen that can be used for singing a long time ago?"

Xu Tuoran raised his eyebrows slightly, with a bad premonition in his heart: "So?"

"Some props like this can only be effective if you use the right method." Yang Buqi continued, seeming to notice that Xu Turan's face was not looking well, and his voice gradually slowed down, "Maybe it wants you to sing..."

Xu Turan: ...

She was silent for a few seconds, looked at the silver pen in her hand with a complicated expression, and then at the silver box in the other hand, as if she was thinking about the feasibility of continuing to hit people with the box.

Bi Xianzhi, who had been shrunk in her bag and didn't dare to probe her head, couldn't stand it any longer, and spit out a few bubbles of ink:

[If you can use it, use it quickly! This kind of juncture will not cheat you! That lump of mud can't hold it anymore! 】

Xu Turan: ...

Pursing her lips hard, she grasped the singing pen in her palm as if venting her anger.

"You'd better come in handy." She said angrily, "Otherwise I'll just throw you out."

Worm Chuangshen Brand Karaoke Pen: "…"

About half a minute later.

The elevator descended slowly to the first floor. The elevator door opened, and a gray-and-white puppet pretending to be a big bear rushed out, running like a huge rolling ball, with a small brooch dangling on its back, like a running pain bag.

And in the elevator behind it, Xu Turan with a gloomy face was slowly walking out. After quickly scanning the situation in the upstairs corridor, he waved to the back and trotted to hide at the nearest pillar.

Holding a stone spear in his hand, Yang Buqi followed quickly. Little Fenhua lay on his head and swayed here and there, reluctantly looking at Xu Tuoran's backpack, obviously she liked it more.

What Yang Buqi was holding in his hand at this time was the weapon left by Da Xiong. Looking at that thing, he still felt a strong sense of disbelief.

Nobody knows why. Xu Turan just sang... no, it was the song "The Heart Is Too Soft" played by the singing pen, which seemed to effectively increase the transformation speed of the black bear, almost after singing the main melody for the first time, the color of the black bear had already turned white—and then As the transformation intensified, the blood film on its hands also began to fade rapidly. The moment the blood film completely disappeared, it let go of the stone spear without hesitation.

Yang Buqi took advantage of the situation and dragged the thing into his hand. It’s just that he must be very careful when holding it—if it accidentally touches the position below his waist, it will cause him great pain.

Still, he went on as fast as he could, inevitably feeling embarrassed when he caught a glimpse of the little plastic flower pot on his roots.

Xu Tuoran was shrinking behind the pillar to observe the situation. Seeing him approaching, he dragged him over without saying a word, moved to his side, and said in a low voice:

"The ones you prepared can start to move!"

Yang Buqi took a deep look at her, calmly pinched off the newly emerging green leaves on the trunk, and nodded seriously.

In the next second, Xu Tuoran exerted force on his wrist, dragging him forward!

The atrium on the first floor is empty, with no other shelter except the pillars. By running like this, they completely exposed themselves to the sight of the black bear upstairs. The fact is exactly the same - the eyes of countless black bears were instantly attracted, and even some bears started to twist their bodies, trying to come down and catch up.

Xu Tuoran didn't care about it, and only exchanged a knowing look with Yang Buqi behind him. The latter nodded knowingly, and tried his best to release the breath on his body—

All the living things that are infused with vitality by him will instinctively rush towards him after sensing his breath.

Even if they are hidden upstairs more than ten meters or even tens of meters away from him at the moment. Even if they are just lumps of rotten meat that temporarily have the ability to move and move.

These pieces of meat were touched by Xu Tuoran from the corpses of other abominations. According to Bixianzhibi, it is also a brilliance class, and its own power cannot be underestimated-and when so many pieces of meat appear in the field of vision in batches, it is hard to say which one these **** bears will hunt down first up.

The legs of the puppet costume are very inflexible, making it difficult to jump and climb. If they want to go downstairs, they can only take the stairs. So Xu Tuoran just hid those pieces of meat near the stairs. Even if he couldn't be hit by those **** bears, he would definitely attract the coveted eyes of other abominations. For Xu Tuoran and the others, this will only buy more time—

"Hurry up." Seeing that he was about to catch up with the big white bear running wildly in front of him, Xu Tuoran took a deep breath, "Can you still keep up?"

The small plastic flower pot on Yang Buqi's feet almost gave out an afterimage, he reluctantly gave a "hmm", grabbed the small pink flower on his head and stuffed it into his breast pocket, suddenly felt that something was shaking in his clothes, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

No, at this time...

Before he could think about it, they were about to rush to the other side of the atrium on the first floor. But at this moment, the big white bear who was in a hurry to escape suddenly seemed to realize something, stopped suddenly, turned his head and wanted to run in other directions - Xu Tuoran suspected that it didn't want to open the way for them, and immediately clicked his tongue and showed his hand. stone spear.

"Where are you going!" She unceremoniously threatened the local snake on someone else's territory, her voice echoed in the empty space, adding another thousand word points; and the big white bear was really scared by her When he arrived, he immediately took back his steps, covered his head and continued to run forward.

And as it gradually approached, the originally impenetrable wall finally showed a different appearance——

A huge double door appeared in front of Xu Tuoran. The door was not closed tightly, and the white light of the outside world leaked through the gap.

"You can't let it go out first!" Yang Buqi said immediately, "The door will be closed as soon as it leaves!"

"I know!" Xu Turan said without turning his head, the hand holding his wrist tightened slightly, and the stone spear in his hand moved forward like a scepter, and an ice wall rose from the ground, just in time to stop the white bear from moving forward on the way.

The white bear didn't look too smart, he bumped into it and became dizzy. Xu Tuoran took advantage of dragging Yang Buqi forward a few steps, and before all the bears could react, he pushed the door open and stepped out!

Because Yang Buqi was inconvenient to move, she wanted to push him out first, but the moment she was about to change the order, Yang Buqi frowned suddenly, held her hand instead, and pushed her out first.

The moment he stepped on the fallen leaves outside, Xu Tuoran was still a little dazed. She turned her head and looked back, her ears keenly caught the crackling sound coming from behind the door, and then she saw Yang Buqi flashing out from inside with a complicated expression.

"What was that sound just now?" Xu Tuoran looked in vigilantly, and Yang Buqi pulled his probe away just now, "Did you drop something..."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter." Yang Buqi said, pulling Xu Tueran to hide behind a certain tree, seeing that the other party was still concerned, he thought about it and explained: "It's a brooch that fell from my body."

Xu Tuoran's eyes widened slightly: "It's gone now?"

"It's just... I'm different." Yang Buqi pulled her in, and said in a low voice, "I don't know why, but some brooches always fall off my body from time to time."

Xu Tuoran said seriously: "It has to be picked up. It's related to memory, it's very important."

"No, I said I'm different." Yang Buqi didn't know how to explain to her, "I forgot what I should have forgotten after I came in. The rest, no matter how I lost it, I will remember it again."

The brooches that fell over and over again, and the repeated tagged words, to him, seemed to be emphasizing certain things—or whipping corpses.

Yang Buqi didn't understand why this happened. Ordinarily, when humans come in, they will lose their memories, but when abominable creatures come in, they won't lose their memories. He was the only one who couldn't fall off, and was whipped to death repeatedly. I don't know if this is a kind of irony to his current status.

Thinking of this, Yang Buqi unknowingly let go of the man's hand. Xu Tuoran seemed to have noticed something, so he didn't say any more, but grabbed his hand tightly, and continued to walk along the current road.

Not far from the two of them, the white bear finally ran out from the door of the execution ground, and ran away holding its cheek. The back door of the execution ground was closed, and no other bears came out.

Seeing that no one was chasing him, Xu Turan felt more at ease, and walked forward while Yang Buqi said: "You said before that you came here for the truth. Then do you know where you are going?"

Yang Buqi shook his head: "I can only feel it, and it's not here yet."

He glanced at Xu Tuoran: "Where are you going now?"

"Go on, where else can we go?" Xu Tuoran was confident, "As far as I know, the farthest place that other people have explored so far is the Bug Museum. I think it is necessary to look deeper..."

"Bug Museum?" Yang Buqi frowned. He entered here as an inhuman person. He has never received a guidebook or a map, nor has he had any contact with anyone. He doesn't know much about the scenic spots. "Then do you know where to go?"

"I don't know. But it shouldn't be far away." Xu Tuoran said, pointing diagonally forward, "I think the place with the rabbit statue is very similar."

Yang Buqi: "..."

...?

He glanced in the direction Xu Tuoran was pointing at, and then looked again.

Immediately turned his head puzzled.

"You just said, what statue?" He looked delicate, "Where is the statue?"