[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

The child in front of him looked harmless and cute, but Yuan Yi had already experienced his power, so he couldn't help but feel wary.If he hadn't woken up in time, today would have been his death anniversary.

Bandage, who had been silent for a long time, finally made a sound.

——Aha, it’s a living disaster.

Dazai Osamu let out a low-spirited laugh.With the two Akutagawas and Yumeno Kusaku, does Port Mafia also want to settle down in another world?This possibility is really disappointing.

Ah, so boring!

Haraichi realized that the child knew Dazai Osamu, and according to the past rules, he should not be an enemy, and his heart dropped a little.

Yumeno Kusaku held the doll in his arms, with a confused expression but no fear. He tilted his head to look at the unfamiliar-looking Yuan Yi, and seriously thought about why his special power, Brain Hell, did not work.

Obviously, he was injured.

He stretched out his left hand, which was covered by the wide sleeve edge. It disappeared from the fingertips to the wrist. The skin, blood vessels and even bone sections at the end were very clear. The strange thing was that he did not bleed, let alone feel any pain.

Menno Kusaku hated the pain of injury, but he was used to pain. He waved his arms, feeling confused about the unfamiliar body.

A part of the body is missing, but there is no real feeling.

Where did this arm go?

It seemed like... that person's mind was shattered by some black beast.

Yumeno Kusaku bit his lip, hesitating, and moved step by step in front of Haraichi. He adjusted his movements with difficulty and used his only remaining hand to tug at the other party's sleeve.

Yumeno Jiuzaku wrinkled his nose. He was not afraid of unfamiliar environments, because being able to come out of the dark confinement room was enough to make him secretly happy. Moreover, this person was immune to his powers and could easily be associated with another person. .

"Do you... know Mr. Dazai?"

"No, that's not right. You should ask: Is Mr. Dazai in your head?"

……

Even though the other person's language was a bit vulgar, Yuan Yi still understood what he meant.

Nod in answer.

From Dazai, Akutagawa to this child, Haraichi could vaguely guess that they came from the same other world, knew each other, and that they all had a bond, but some remembered and others forgot.

Think about Akutagawa Usagi, who is cold on the outside and stubborn on the inside. Although Osamu Dazai always looks disgusted, he actually doesn't show any obvious dislike for Ryunosuke. I think this child is the same.

Yumeno Kusaku's eyes lit up, "Then can I get into your head?!"

Yuan Yi was speechless: "..."

What a tiger's word.

Under the expectant gaze of the other party, Yuan Yi reluctantly agreed with that terrible statement.

Forget it, let them reminisce about old times.It's easier to be a happy hands-off shopkeeper than to deal with children.

The moment Yumeno Kusaku disappeared, Yuan Yi closed his eyes.

There is no other reason for this. It is just that this statement that got into my mind is so graphic that it is better not to read it.

When he opened his eyes again, the figure of the short child was gone.

It seems that the opponent may be attached to the soul bone in the form of a soul or spirit body. Only the one who has absorbed the soul bone can see him, and at the same time, the soul body can also contact Yuan Yi.

Compared to those who stayed in the first two soul rings, appearing in reality seems to have advantages.

At least it's a lot more free, and you don't have to be stuck in one perspective to view the world.

It's just that in the days to come, the problem of talking to himself will turn into dancing in the air. In the eyes of others, he will be more seriously ill, although he has never recovered.

Snake disease has just taken it to the next level.

Like now.

Bibi Dong asked him who he was talking to.

Yuan Yi had already anticipated this situation and used a calm attitude to deal with the person who raised such doubts.

He put on a smile, narrowed his eyes and said happily: "I'm talking to a new friend."

Another new friend.

Although Bibi Dong was used to him "making new friends" intermittently, her eyelids jumped.

To this day, she can't tell whether Yuan Yi is talking to her martial spirit or if she has a mental problem.

The healing soul masters of Wuhun Palace have not been able to make an accurate judgment on Yuan Yi's situation for several years. Perhaps it is because Wuhun is too special and there are no relevant records in ancient books. In addition, Yuan Yi behaved most of the time. It's still considered "normal", and Bibi Dong has always let his strange words and deeds go unchecked.

Over the years, Yuan Yi has more and more "friends", which is somewhat of a hindrance.

But Bibi Dong is used to ignoring things that don't need to be studied deeply. She only needs Yuan Yi's loyalty.

What is more important at this moment is the absorption of soul bones.

This is closely related to your next plan, and it is the most important part.

Bibi Dong didn't want to make any mistakes here, so she casually changed the topic to soul bones.

As meticulous and caring as ever.

Yuan Yitiao answered it as he could.

Bibi Dong pondered for a moment and then ordered: "Try to activate that soul bone first."

Although it was a soul bone dropped by a spiritual soul beast with superb disguise ability, Bibi Dong was still not 100% sure how much power it would retain after being absorbed by Yuan Yi.

The great soul master is too weak after all.

Maintaining the disguise requires constant output of soul power, and fighting on top of this may be an unbearable burden for Haraichi.

How much soul power does it take to activate the soul bone for a long time now?

If the time is extremely short, it will not help.

Bibi Dong's neatly manicured nails were pale, and her index finger and thumb touched each other, making a thin and soft "ta-da" sound.

A faint light lit up before his eyes.

The original skull faintly emitted light, outlining the shape of the bones. Slowly, the light became more and more, lighting up Bibi Dong's deep pupils.

The soul bone showed its power, and a grayish-white film as thin as water slowly covered Yuan Yi's body.

In Bibi Dong's eyes, his outline was slowly changing little by little.

Those changes are very small, but when applied to a face, the facial features are completely different.The ends of the eyes are raised, the corners of the forehead are slightly moved, the original naturally curly short hair is relaxed, the hair color is darker, the eye color floats and changes, and finally settles into a honey color like amber, the corners of the lips are raised, with a natural smile.

The figure is elongated, about an inch taller, and the thin waist is wrapped in a black coat.

He looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, a few years older than before, with handsome and delicate features.

Bibi Dong admired this perfection in her heart.

When Yuan Yi really raised his eyes, she saw clearly that his other eye was still pure black.

Bibi Dong frowned subconsciously: "Why are there different eyes?" Is it a flaw?

Yuan Yi: "...what."

Just now, the figure of Osamu Dazai appeared subconsciously in my mind, and I just thought about transforming into him.

After being prompted by the Pope to realize that he had not completely transformed into Osamu Dazai, leaving only one black eye, Haraichi felt it didn't matter.

One pure black and one brown red.

It looks like the evil king's real eyes, how handsome it is.

Before he could finish his sigh, the bandages, coat, and newly possessed skull all began to stir.

——Keep confining me!

——No, there is no leader and no solitary room here. I will not listen to Mr. Dazai!

——Chirp!

——Don’t think that you can do whatever you want now that you are young again. Leave me... Akutagawa, beat him!

- Chirp!

——Mr. Dazai, play with me~

In Yuan Yi's mind, the veins on his forehead bulged as the four people yelled one after another, and the chattering noise directly blocked all sounds.

Haraichi couldn't hear what they were arguing about, nor what the Pope was saying, and his fragile eardrums made a weak protest.

——balabala!

——! @#￥%￥#!

Yuan Yi couldn't bear it anymore, covered his ears and grinded his teeth.

Shouted: "Stop making noise!"

……

Three seconds of silence.

Then the quarrel got worse.

Yuan Yi rolled his eyes and simply fainted. In the spiritual world, he rolled up his sleeves and hair, rushed towards the chaotic crowd, and joined the melee with enthusiasm.

Bibi Dong saw Yuan Yi hit the ground with a "dong" sound:...

That's it.

He will set off in three days. Even if his illness continues, Yu Xiaogang will never recognize him as her disciple of Bibi Dong.