Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

Xia Xingye froze for a while at the sudden lazy voice on the radio. After a long time, he said, "I should have known, you've been watching here... Is this your ability? Remote communication? Sure enough, from the very beginning, you have I'm watching what's going on here..."

"Don't call me something like bluetooth. By the same token, I'm watching here, and it's not because of you." The young man on the opposite side said lightly. It seemed that he had reverted to his usual, rambling tone when confronted with other people.

There was so much persuasion in that voice that one could not help but feel that this man had no choice but to win.

"Otherwise, why?" Xia Xingye sneered, "Is it my brother who came to ask you? He also asked you to monitor me? I already said..."

"Stop, stop, I don't care about who died because of whose decision you made, who hated who because of it, two brothers who are clearly half-brothers but grew up together, and other **** factors. Interested." Chu Tianshu said indifferently, "I'm here for only one reason—"

Every time he uttered a word, Xia Xingye's face became paler. He seemed to lose his strength in an instant and leaned his head against the wall.

- Hit a snake and hit seven inches. Lin Huai remembered this sentence inexplicably, and it seemed that every word of Chu Tianshu was inserted into Xia Xingye's pain point.

The two of them seemed to have entered a world full of love and hatred / childhood sweethearts / heaven's favorite / happy friends / flower and rainy season / love and kill each other that only advanced players know. Lin Huai was isolated from this world, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

For some reason, he always felt that Chu Tianshu when he communicated with Xia Xingye made him a little unfamiliar. Hippie smiles and uninhibited appearances are removed, and there is no arrogance and tenderness revealed intentionally or unintentionally. This sense of sharpness wrapped in laziness made him a little...

However, Chu Tianshu's next sentence shattered his illusion: "—of course, he came here as the head of our Huai Huai fan group to charge for his debut."

Lin Huai:  …

"I heard that Chen Liexue gave you a commission of 200,000 yuan." Xia Xingye sneered, "I really don't understand, after he kicked you out of Chenxing, he still turned to you like this. Isn't he arrogant? He..."

Chu Tianshu said brazenly: "Oh, chasing stars always costs money. In the process of chasing stars, I will complete some extra income tasks by the way, so that we can buy Huai Huai's hot search list..."

Lin Huai: "You guys have to keep talking, don't force me into the topic."

"Okay, let's get down to business." Chu Tianshu coughed, and then he said solemnly, "The purpose of my connection to this call is—"

"One, let me tell you, the map has been found by me."

"Second, I advise you to stay away from our Huaihuai family. Idols belong to everyone, and you can't just rely on rhetoric to monopolize them alone."

"Three, Lin Huai, wait for me at the museum for three days." Chu Tianshu said, "Three days later..."

Lin Huai: "What in three days?"

Chu Tianshu: "I will take you~fly to that day~"

The voice on the radio stopped abruptly. Lin Huai and Xia Xingye twitched their faces at the same time, but obviously they had different reasons.

It was Xia Xingye who finally spoke first. He calmed down and smiled softly for a long time: "Lin Huai, has anyone ever told you that you and a person are actually very similar?"

There was a bit of coaxing in his voice: "Chu Tianshu is actually very strange. He looks approachable and unpredictable. In fact, he has no interest in most people. It seems that He's special to you, do you want to know why?"

Lin Huai said deliberately: "I know, because I am very similar to a crow-like person."

Xia Xingye:  …

Lin Huai added: "It's my blessing to be able to look like Wan Wan."

Lin Huai quickly killed the game with two sentences. Xia Xingye did not succeed in sowing discord. After a long time, he said, "Then what do you think of him?"

Lin Huai's eyes didn't blink: "It's a sand sculpture."

Xia Xingye: Whispering.

"Forget it." He put on his hood. "Since the map is in his hands, there is no point in fighting for it."

After he finished speaking, he tapped his earlobe, and the young ghost boy who had always been silent stood up and followed behind him.

"Having made a loss-making business, are you planning to go back in despair now?" Lin Huai said lightly.

"Of course not. In this world, there are still many things worth exploring." Xia Xingye turned to look at him, "Do you know the origin of the 'civilized world'?"

Lin Huai looked at him quietly.

"In fact, the original name of this world is 'Nuclear Winter'. The battle between irradiated deformed monsters, humans, and super-powered radiators is the essence of this world." Xingye Xia said, "until someone came. This dungeon wiped out all deformed existences and established a dungeon, and the situation in this world has temporarily 'improved'. As the price of establishing a dungeon, he buried several things under the dungeon... "

"Let's go and see the history museum on the second floor." He said, "Looking at history as a mirror, maybe there will be a lot of gains."

Then, he smiled again: "Speaking these words is really wasting your time. Next, I have to leave. You must know that no matter which world you are in, as long as there are disputes, it is the best time for businessmen to make money. ."

After that, he took the young ghost boy and left lightly.

'...This person, obviously shriveled, still pretends to be forceful when he leaves...' Lin Huai pouted.

Without much effort, he found what Xia Xingye said was the History Museum on the second floor. His behavior is not only due to Xia Xingye's remarks, but also because, when he came here, he had a vague and familiar feeling.

In the History Museum, all historical materials are arranged by year. He soon came to the materials of the year the greenhouse was created.

—And there, saw a photo.

The moment he saw the photo, his head began to throb. In the photo, it was the first consul of the greenhouse and two silhouettes.

The two silhouettes are on the edge of the photo, as if they had been taken in hastily. A person in the silhouette is wearing a white trench coat, with a tall body and extremely delicate features. He turned his face away, deliberately not looking at the camera, and beside him stood another handsome young man who was a head taller than him, with a condescending demeanor.

The moment he saw him, Lin Huai recognized him——

Chu Tianshu.

However, what brought him more fear was the white figure on the other side.

Because—that man—remarkably—

The one who woke up from Wenxian, in the form of a ghost, his own face!

Although that person's face, compared to his ghostly form, was a little less wicked and beautiful, and a little more handsome, but he was clearly himself!

That intense emotion may not be described by panic, it is a sense of division that arises from the depths of the soul.

——As if something was about to burst out of his body.

At that moment, his body started to hurt as if he was about to be torn in half alive. Lin Huai covered his head and squatted on the ground. He pressed his fingers hard against the skin, opened his mouth, and let out a silent howl.

... It was like there were thousands of voices, screaming and laughing in his ears, and finally, these thousands of noises converged into one voice.

He seemed to see a person "standing" in a space, he spread his hands and smiled wanton at the countless apertures.

'Do you dare to gamble? ' he said, blood flowing from his eyes, down his pale skin, down to his sharp chin, 'I'm what you want, isn't it? ’

'Lower creatures...'

'Can absorb...'

"￥%..."

Those dream-like babble finally merged into the river and sea like a hundred rivers, and became the same voice.

The voice was extremely cold, like frost and snow on the ceiling.

"Good," it said.

It was already an hour when Lin Huai opened his eyes again. He stood up from the cold floor, his fingers still shaking involuntarily.

The strange memory still remained in his mind, but he couldn't think about it. Whenever he tried to penetrate this memory, the soap bubbles filled the sky were enough to make his scalp tingle.

'It's disgusting...' He leaned against the wall and thought with a pale face, 'Is this the performance of the san value being cleared...'

Until now, he still has the mind to think wildly. Although he desperately wanted to speculate deeply about the scene he saw, objective conditions limited his behavior, and the mere effort to connect the picture - himself - with the scene was enough to make him Want to vomit.

Lin Huai continued to fight for the sovereignty of her body with reason and vomiting, and returned to the first floor with a pale face. When he came to the hall, all the security guards had already been **** by the missionaries and more than 90 other potential criminals. Except for a few taskers who were talking, the rest of the potential criminals were silent and stood in the hall with their hands down.

"Boss!" Lu Xiaotian saw Lin Huai walking downstairs with his stomach in his sharp eyes, and his eyes lit up, "You're finally here... Hey, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like you're going to vomit?"

He didn't say that, Lin Huai's reason was still dominant. As soon as he said that, the feeling of vomiting started to come back. Lin Huai glared at him, grabbed his neck, and said easily, "It's okay."

Lu Xiaotian: "Boss, don't shy away from doctors, if you are sick, you must be cured..."

"I know medical skills." Zhao Jingtian frowned. With the sword on his back, he walked towards Lin Huai without a doubt: "Give me your hand."

Lin Huai was surprised: "You have also studied Chinese medicine."

"I am a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and I obtained a medical book when I was young..." Zhao Jingtian said, grabbing Lin Huai's hand involuntarily.

"It sounds more and more like the protagonist's setting, as expected of you..." Lin Huaixu looked at him and let him take his own pulse, "Did you even see the commander's granddaughter? There is also a nearby western restaurant. single mother..."

As soon as Zhao Jingtian touched Lin Huai's cold skin, he frowned. After careful diagnosis and treatment, he found that the patient had no pulse, and was shocked. He raised his head, and looked straight at Lin Huai like a falcon: "Why didn't you..."

"I forgot about this omission..." Lin Huai didn't blink. He took out his right hand from Zhao Jingtian's hand and put on his left hand for him: "I'm sorry I wasn't ready just now, let's do it again."

Zhao Jingtian: "Prepare? What do you want to prepare?"

However, Lin Huai's face was extremely innocent, as if all the conspiracies had nothing to do with his innocent smiling face. Zhao Jingtian quickly put down his doubts about him and put his other hand on.

Lin Huai didn't want to lose his horse in front of this group of teammates for the time being, so he worked hard and smoothed his pulse. Zhao Jingtian grabbed his hand and thought for a moment, but his face was even more confused than before.

His expression made Lin Huai also murmured. He rolled his eyes and felt that his pulse was correct, so he smoothed his pulse again.

Zhao Jingtian's face became more and more confused.

"Maybe... is it too delayed?" Lin Huai thought.

He tried to control his pulse as smooth as a Google browser. However, if doubts could be measured in tons, then Zhao Jingtian's doubts were enough to crush Antarctica. Seeing his dignified look, Lu Xiaotian said anxiously, "Zhao Jingtian, what are you talking about, what's wrong with the boss?"

"This..." Zhao Jingtian considered his words, frowning deeply, "It seems to be Huamai."

"Sliding pulse? What is that?"

"This kind of pulse is generally smooth and smooth, like a ball rolling on a jade plate..."

"Smooth? Does it mean you're not sick?"

"Zhao Jingtian, what are you doing with the text? If you have something to say, don't force it!"

Everyone looked confused. For a long time, Zhao Jingcai let go of his hand solemnly. He looked straight into Lin Huai's eyes and said, "If a woman is detected with a slippery pulse, it means..."

He paused: "I'm pregnant."

A vein burst out of Lin Huai's head.

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