East Ying Weird Creation

Chapter 115 The Death Ghost (Part [-])
When the distance between Hongshan and Gu Xing was less than half a fist, what Gu Xing inhaled into his nose was already the air with the scent of Hongshan.

It was a kind of fragrance unique to the red shirt, like a rare flower that only blooms in another world and has no trace in this world.

This kind of fragrance is usually only tightly wrapped in the depths of the owner's heart, and only when her owner intends to bloom, it will be precisely released to a specific target.

I don't know when, Gu Xing's heart beat faster and faster, as if someone beat a drum on his heart and danced.

Gu Xing didn't know whether this abnormal heartbeat was because the red shirt was too close, or because the danger of becoming a scapegoat at any time was constantly stimulating him.

But the strange thing is that he didn't feel too disgusted with this approach, and he never really smelled the imminent fatal danger from this approach.

He felt that the woman in the red shirt was indeed full of danger.

But this so-called danger seems to be just a signal released by the other party, wanting to eat themselves from another angle.

Gu Xing suddenly felt like a prey being targeted by a skilled hunter.

At this time, the prey must have the courage to make a fierce eye contact with the hunter, otherwise this kind of "eating" will become a reality sooner or later.

Gu Xing once thought about using the power of the Faint Crow Rule to completely solve this troublesome hunter, but it is obvious that he cannot act recklessly in the established moral code in his life——

Because the opponent did not threaten his life, but just wanted to "eat" him, this is a two-dimensional war.

As the time of staring at each other prolongs, the atmosphere becomes more and more tense. The short distance between the two of them seems to be a spear that has been bent to the extreme and is about to break.

Faint Crow's death rules were spinning wildly in Gu Xing's head, ready to come out.

Red Shirt's life is at stake.

At this time, she seemed to be aware of the danger from the unknown place, and the two eyeballs moved to the middle together, making a face-to-eye expression.

The red shirt with bulging cheeks and facing the eyeballs has changed from the old style of Yu Jie, lively, cute and funny.

"puff--"

Gu Xing immediately turned his head to the other side, spewed out a mouthful of water, and turned into several clouds of water mist in mid-air and fell.

Fujino and Eijiro are being sprayed all over their faces.

Fujino wiped his face, took off his sunglasses, and wiped them with the corner of his clothes.

Eijiro protected the "Speed" in his arms at the moment when the water mist gushed out, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I surrender."

Gu Xing said.

He has temporarily lifted his combat state, but he will never let down his vigilance against the red shirt, lest the opponent take advantage of it.

"Have a drink, Gu Xingjun."

Red Shirt's complexion was reddish, and the smiling humans and animals were harmless.

According to the rules of the game, the duel between Gu Xing and Hongshan is a play-off after the big adventure, and there is no need to drink a whole bottle of liquor, and the symbolic punishment is to drink only three glasses.

Gu Xing picked up the cup and drank it happily.The grotesqueness that filled the room had swallowed an unknown number of lives, and his mental strength was much stronger than before, even if he really drank a bottle, it would be no problem.

According to the prior agreement, Gu Xing lost the play-offs, and this round also lost the opportunity to attack.

It's the red shirt's turn to speak.

The red shirt looked straight at Shengzi and said, "I was once taken to the lover's hotel room by Gu Xingjun in the dead of night, and he took off my clothes..."

"puff--"

Gu Xing, who was drinking water at the side, sprayed Fujino and Eijiro all over his face again.

"..."

Shengzi immediately looked at Gu Xing.

Gu Xing said: "It's also a fact."

What made Gu Xing even more vigilant was that at that time, Hongshan was obviously drunk and unconscious, but now he remembered it so clearly.Saying that Hongshan is looking for a scapegoat, she will never be wronged.

"All right!"

The Holy Son's face turned pale, but the man waved his hands nonchalantly,
"Count me to lose."

As for the other player present - Gu Xing, he can take himself to the hotel and take off his clothes.

The only loser is the Son.

After pressing the APP button, Shengzi's expression has not yet recovered.

APP tips:

【Holy Son, please knock on the door of a neighbor nearby and tell him that if you don’t wash your feet often and like to smell your own socks, your lungs will be infected with fungi】

"really interesting!"

After a while, the Holy Son blushed and returned to Gu Xing's room.

"It's too late today,"

Gu Xing looked at his watch, "Do you want another day..."

"Is it very late?" Hongshan said, "It's early enough today, the last time you took me to the hotel, it was almost three o'clock in the morning."

"I will fight till dawn!"

The Holy Son drank a cup by himself, "Is it time for me to speak?"

Shocked by her momentum, Hongshan and Gu Xing nodded together.

"After I graduated from high school, I once hiked alone and went around the country for a week."

"one person?"

"why?"

"Because a scumbag made me anxious."

This time, both Hongshan and Gu Xing lost.

So, next, Gu Xing's big adventure: [Reply to the last text message you received, saying: I like to eat your booger]

Gu Xing remembered that his last text message seemed to be from Anda.So he compiled a text message and sent it to Anda.

Anda: "I said why I have been getting nosebleeds recently, and I thought it was because I stayed up too late."

"..."

Red Shirt's Great Adventure: [The next round of the game, please sit on Gu Xing's lap for the whole time]

Shengzi is numb.

……

【Holy Son, every time the red shirt speaks, you have to applaud】

……

[Gu Xing, you can't move for the next minute, the red shirt can do whatever it wants to you]

……

[Red shirt, gently blowing on the Son's neck]

……

[Gu Xing, you have to act as if the red shirt is your goddess, submit to her feet and obey her orders]

……

【Holy Son, immediately take off the piece of clothing that the red shirt has chosen for you】

……

【Holy Son, please lift the shortest player as high as possible】

……

The scale of the app downloaded by the Holy Son is very large, and some things are completely impossible to do. The three of them inevitably drank a lot of alcohol.

At the end of the game, Gu Xing gradually relaxed his vigilance—the red shirt played too much, it didn't look like he was here to find a scapegoat, but more like he was just here for fun.

The three of them had a drink with each other, and they didn't know what outrageous things each other had done, and the air in the room became more and more joyful and enthusiastic.

The houseful of grotesques as viewers also seem to be having fun.

At some point, the taste of the wine in the glass changed slightly.

Probably because the baijiu ran out and it was replaced with a sake bar.

But, "Hey... why is this wine so strong..."

Shengzi shook his body and lay down on the table.

Afterwards, she struggled to raise her head and glanced at Gu Xing again before she fell down completely.

"Well... I want to..."

Red Shirt shook from side to side and fell on the mat.

Gu Xing was also drunk.

His head is groggy, his upper and lower eyelids just want to close together...or else, just go to sleep... Hongshan is also drunk and has lost the ability to move, so it is temporarily impossible to find Gu Xing as a substitute for the dead.

"Boom-"

Gu Xing fell to the ground, which was a little cold.

Dimly, he felt a pair of gentle hands helping him onto the bed.

"Who……"

He wanted to see the man's appearance, but couldn't open his eyes.

【Let's all go back to the book】——It seems to be an order from Xiaodong.

Immediately afterwards, he vaguely noticed that the grotesques in the room lined up one by one and got into their books.

"what the hell……"

【Gu Xingjun】

He clearly felt the hidden sadness in Xiaodong's tone—[Try to open yourself, really don't leave any more regrets]

"what are you talking about……"

Xiaodong didn't answer anymore.

The man took off his coat.

A faint smell mixed with alcohol entered Gu Xing's nostrils.

For the dead ghost or something, he completely forgot about it.

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