[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

"Stay away from me." He complained, and Yuan Yi moved his position, taking two steps away from the people around him. "The way you follow me is really too eye-catching, and you will be exposed."

Man in black:……

His original intention was to find a quiet place, but the young man insisted that walking in the rain was artistic. Due to the identity of the other party, the man in black could only suppress his thoughts and follow the young man quietly.

The two of them walked one behind the other on the crowded street filled with noise.

The rain is still falling, and there are a lot of people in the drizzle, just like the unquenchable enthusiasm tonight.

Yuan Yi glanced at the person behind him.

The tall and thin figure was silent, following Yuan Yi without saying a word. His facial features were obscured under the hood, and his appearance was unclear, but he was definitely from Wuhun Palace, and his body was filled with Yuan Yi's familiar and disgusting aura. .

The Pope will not easily let go of the chains that imprison him. This is a scene that has been expected for a long time.

But when this scene actually appeared in front of me, it was still like a heavy and sticky swamp. Unknown emotions such as irritability swallowed up the original good mood, leaving nothing behind.

Losing his freedom, even for a short time, almost took his breath away.

Yuan Yi almost couldn't help but show his impatience and disgust on his face, but his muscle memory made the decision for him first. A false mask appeared, mixed with an innocent smile, which was the look she was most familiar with.

Just like the past few years.

The puppet, whose limbs are pulled by invisible fishing lines, reacts mechanically.

The tired soul is imprisoned in the human form that is barely maintained, muddle along.

Yuan Yi knows that he is not a talented actor, and the way to quickly integrate into the role is to use all possible means to imagine, recast a new personality, and often come out to replace the original silent and boring self.

Sometimes even Yuan Yi would be in a daze that he could actually become another person.

Like this time.

"Why didn't Grandpa Ghost come? What did Master ask him to do again? Why are you here?" He asked many questions in succession. The man in black who had come to run errands under the Pope's orders was a little stunned and hesitated whether he should answer.

He is not a close confidant of His Majesty the Pope, but has only been promoted recently.

Since his martial spirit is that of a gray-tailed cat known for its speed, the first order His Majesty the Pope gave him was to deliver a message - the person in front of him was the recipient on the other end.

The man in black didn't know the young man's identity, but he could guess something from the other man's familiar tone.

There is no need to explore out of curiosity.

"...I don't know." After thinking for half a second, the man in black replied.

Yuan Yi hummed softly, peeled off the candy and put it in his mouth. He took out an envelope from the soul guide and handed it to him, saying vaguely: "Take it away, it's all inside."

After saying that, he waved his hands as if he was not interested, and leaned the cold umbrella handle against his collarbone. The dark-haired boy walked into the thin rain again, leaving him no more eyes.

The young man's profile looked stunning in the dim light, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Fireworks exploded.

The brilliant sparks broke through the rain and fog, attracting everyone's attention with their decisive and blooming attitude.

The complex and dazzling fireworks lit up the night, reaching a climax amidst the exclamations of everyone.

The man in black subconsciously looked at the young man——

He smiled and was not lonely, even the burning fireworks were crowding behind him.

But the young man's eyes were unfocused, and his unfocused eyes were dotted with fire. His other eye, covered by a white bandage, was hidden under his slightly longer black hair. He was "watching" the sky filled with sparks.

It seems that he is yearning for it.

Yearning for the wanton blooming of fireworks, yearning for the unrelenting desperation.

The man in black was frightened by his absurd guess and left in a hurry.

Yuan Yi looked up at the sky. The fireworks burned for too short a time and were soaked by the dense rain. The sky returned to deep black, with no nebulae and no interest.

Yuan Yi looked at it for a while, rubbed his sore neck, and after a while, he pushed the candy bar that had not completely melted with the tip of his tongue, and smiled.

"So sweet."

【Little mice hiding in the dark】

"Eating too much sugar will cause toothache."

[Eyes that are watching]

"."

[Even if the reality before you is annoying, you still have to do it]

"But that's the price of sweetness."

Pulling the edge of his sleeve gently, he looked down and saw the child holding the doll smiling shyly.

[Brother, I will help you. 】

Yuan Yi reached out and touched his head, and spoke in a coaxing tone, "Brother likes you too." Such unnatural behavior of acting in the air immediately attracted the attention of those around him.

Despite the strange looks from the others, Yuan Yi didn't hear anything and shouted to the sugar vendor on the roadside: "Boss, please order one of each flavor, please."

found it.

The method is simple but effective.

In the past few days, Yuan Yi has been feeling that there are some looming sights behind him, following him but hiding deeply.

If Yuan Yi hadn't been sensitive to auras, he wouldn't have been able to detect them, and there was no need to guess where those people came from. Yuan Yi could directly be a member of the Pope.

Because Ghost Douluo is also among them.

Yuan Yi was too familiar with the ghost's aura, and the countless contacts had already made his body remember the feeling of being followed by this titled Douluo, and it turned into intuition.

After he made an unnatural move, most people's first reaction was surprise or other emotionally fluctuating behavior, and in his fleeting sight, several people behaved strangely.

To the southeast and west, not far from the body, there is a person on each side.

The people of Wuhun Palace, that is, the people of the Pope, were used to seeing Yuan Yi going "crazy" and "talking to himself", so his calmness became a flaw.

Yuan Yi's eyes were cold, he tried his best to suppress his unsteady breathing, and looked away without leaving a trace.

The man in black was indeed a cover, probably used to relax his vigilance.

Who does she want to let down her guard?

Tang San?Or him?

The Pope still didn't trust him enough. A few years could not become the cornerstone of trust in Bibi Dong's eyes. While he was monitoring Tang San, he was also the prey being monitored. How ridiculous.

Caged bird.

The Pope regarded him as a bird that was kept in the palm of someone's hand, fearing that his "wild nature would never fade away."

It seems that the name White Owl is full of restlessness and eagerness to move.

Yuan Yi likes this name very much.

But the owl won't be the only one, there will be more when the time comes.

"Young man, a gold soul coin." The vendor quickly packed it and stuffed it into Yuan Yi's hand. He couldn't help but ask, "Can you finish eating so much? Don't eat until your tooth hurts."

After being questioned about whether he could finish the meal, Yuan Yi casually said: "It doesn't matter, they... have a sweet tooth and can finish it."

The breath has changed.

The most obvious thing is the ghost. The originally erratic aura instantly hides deeper.

And gradually moving away.

Who is he hiding from.

To be able to put a titled Douluo in such a prepared posture must be the level of a Titled Douluo.

Hiding means that the person coming is more likely to be an enemy.

And in this Soto city, who else has more face than that one, and he is surrounded by people of the Titled Douluo level.

Yuan Yi turned around, met the middle-aged man with a handsome face, and made eye contact.

There were a few people following behind the other party.

Yuan Yi guessed that there were at least ten soul emperors and above who were hiding in the nooks and crannies. As long as he showed the slightest sign that something was wrong, he would be beaten mercilessly by those people.

Yuan Yi hugged an arm full of candies, unable to free his hands, and blinked at Xue Ye from a distance.

Open your mouth and make embouchure——

Thanks a lot.

The other party didn't know whether he was smiling or not, so he moved his eyelids in response.

He is worthy of being the emperor of a country, and he has mastered the ability of not showing off his emotions.

His son was just like him.

Xue Qinghe was not here. Although the other party had flirted with him first, if he approached the emperor without permission, he might step on the other party's minefield.

Loss-making transactions cannot be done.

Yuan Yi didn't communicate with Xue Ye anymore. After looking at each other for a few seconds, he looked away and stopped a carriage to go back to Shrek.

Gui Mei and the others followed him at a longer distance, and did not stop until they approached Shrek Academy. By the time the carriage actually stopped at the door of Shrek, the eyes gathered behind him could hardly be felt.

Haraichi looked up at the tattered plaque with the green monster painted on it.

——Shrek.

Who is hiding here?

It can make the titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace fear him.

Someone pulled gently on his shoulder. Yuan Yi looked down and saw that the cheeks of the child in his arms bulged.

[Brother, sugar is so sweet]

【Mr. Dazai and Mr. Akutagawa also like to eat it】

Yuan opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a black shadow flashed past in his peripheral vision, and the man's black robe rustled in the strong wind.

His nails dug into his flesh, and his breathing stopped for a moment. He remembered that figure from behind.

He remembers!He remembers!

Even if he didn't release his martial spirit, even if he didn't show his face, Yuan Yi could still be sure who he was!

Chase him down and kill him—short words screamed in his mind, and for a moment the surging murderous intent flowed into his heart along with his blood, as if his breath was trembling.

But the body didn't move at all.

Reason told him that the time was not yet ripe. With his current strength, he could not do anything at all. The forbearance and planning of the past few years would be destroyed by impulse.

But, but...

The salty taste spread in his mouth. Yuan Yi licked the wound he had bitten and subconsciously chose to raise his feet to chase the figure.

The little child huddled in his arms, wrapped his hands around Yuan Yi's neck, and rubbed Yuan Yi's face like a cat with a high body temperature.

[Brother, I can help you kill him]

[Young man, if you are going to die, you’d better turn into Akutagawa]

【Please, please~】

Osamu Dazai said in a pitiful tone.