Rules-related weird stories: 4016

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, Mu Daxian reached out his hand.

Sensing an obstruction, the elevator doors immediately bounced back open.

Mu Daxian grabbed Mao Feiyang's hand and pulled him out of the elevator.

At that moment, Mao Feiyang was stunned by the angel statue, but fortunately, Mu Daxian pulled him out in time.

"D-Daxian... in the e-e-elevator..." Mao Feiyang regained his senses, his tone stuttering, his tongue twisting in his mouth, unable to spit out a single word clearly.

"We're screwed, this time I can fucking see them too!" Mu Daxian cursed.

Mao Feiyang's heart sank. When Mu Daxian said everything was fine, it was fine, but when he said they were screwed, they were probably really screwed...

Looks like I'm done for this time...

As if frightened by the angel statue, Mao Feiyang felt a trace of pain again from his cold, numb arm. He looked down and saw that the wound had torn open a little more.

Originally a vertical tear, like an eye opening on his arm, now it had been stretched open a little more horizontally, as if a large eyeball would really pop out of his arm...

Scarlet blood seeped out of the wound, as if forming some kind of bizarre纹路symbol, causing him a dull pain.

Mu Daxian noticed the problem, glanced at Mao Feiyang's arm, and couldn't help but burst into curses: "Fuck! 「Judgment Mark」?! God damn it! God damn it! God damn it..."

Mu Daxian cursed a string of "God damn it"s, as if he was going to say all the swear words he hadn't said in his life in one breath.

"I was wondering why we were together and didn't attract His attention, but instead attracted the attention of a lower angel statue. I didn't expect it was because of this thing!"

"He must have passed that streetlight, and then you picked up the residual aura of His when you fell over there!"

"God damn it, I knew there was something weird about that streetlight!"

"Looks like the cafeteria is in deep trouble too!"

Mu Daxian transformed into a great detective, connecting the clues and piecing together a fact that was close to the truth.

"Originally you were fine, but you accidentally got hurt! Blood is the easiest to absorb extraordinary characteristics, so you were contaminated!"

"Even though it's just a wisp, a wisp of His residual aura, the位格level is still there!"

"So they're chasing after you!"

"They chase His figure, but are afraid of desecrating Him, so when they see you, this 'thing' that has been contaminated with His aura, they are overjoyed..."

"What do they want... to suck my blood dry?" Mao Feiyang trembled with fear. "What happened to the angel statues? How did they start doing the work of vampires?"

Looking at Mu Daxian's gradually沉下来sinking face, Mao Feiyang felt guilty and wanted to cry, "Daxian, I... I-I didn't mean to slip and get hurt..."

"Don't blame yourself, I don't blame you at all." Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder.

Mao Feiyang gritted his teeth: "If it really comes down to it, you run away, I'll distract them alone."

"Damn it, what nonsense are you talking about?!" Mu Daxian quickly comforted him, "Am I that kind of person?"

"Although I often say 'I'll leave you and run away' all the time, but you know, I'm just bluffing you... Besides, to be honest, I'm the one who led you down that road."

"Th-thank you..." Mao Feiyang thanked him sincerely, but suddenly a strand of狗贱cheap dog energy窜出来emerged, and he couldn't help but嘴瓢slip of the tongue, "Could it be that you can see the angel statues now, so it also means you've been 'marked', so even if I really sacrifice myself, it's useless?"

The corners of Mu Daxian's mouth twitched violently: "Why the fuck are you speaking the truth?"

Seeing that the good, dependable老大哥big brother's atmosphere of not abandoning or giving up in a desperate situation was disrupted by himself, Mao Feiyang quickly shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Lin Yi, who was on the side, was also sweating profusely, but he understood Mao Feiyang. Mao Feiyang was just a cheap dog who loved to嘴瓢slip of the tongue.

The key was that he wasn't just any ordinary嘴瓢slip of the tongue. When he嘴瓢slipped of the tongue, he often created awkward atmospheres, was both狗dog and 贱cheap, so he was ranked second on Wei Shan's 《此獠当诛榜》"This Bastard Should Be Killed" list.

"Let's go, change elevators!" Mu Daxian grabbed Mao Feiyang and ran all the way.

He increased his speed a little, and the strong pulling force made Mao Feiyang frown, feeling like his arm was about to be torn off.

At this point in time, the mist had already涌入flooded into the teaching building, and a turbid aura permeated the corridor. Suddenly, lightning tore through the night sky, and the whole world flickered into a pale white picture, projecting the mottled shadows of the angel statues on the wall...

Soon the two arrived at the elevator at the other end of the first floor of Building A, and then decisively pressed the elevator button.

"Daxian, should we throw away the student commemorative coins?" Mao Feiyang asked when waiting for the elevator.

"Don't throw them away, it's not time yet!" Mu Daxian gritted his teeth and said, "Let me confirm one thing first!"

"I've always wondered, even if the angel statues were going to attack someone, they should be coming for me, not you. I even thought it was my problem when I was on the stairs."

"It wasn't until just now that I understood the reason!"

"If it was me, the problem would be easy to solve, but their target is you!"

"Aren't you a target now too?" Mao Feiyang weakly interjected.

"It wouldn't have been originally." Mu Daxian said unhappily, but didn't dwell on the topic, because talking about it too much would affect his mood.

"I... I feel so weak, much weaker than before." Mao Feiyang's face was a little pale.

"It's normal for extraordinary power to be吸食drained like this, don't be afraid." Mu Daxian comforted him more than once.

"Af... afraid?" Mao Feiyang was stunned.

At this time, a few flashes of lightning struck the sky very appropriately, and the pale光影light and shadow brought another layer of shadows.

Five angel statues surrounded Mao Feiyang and Mu Daxian like crosses. At this moment, they were no longer covering their faces with their hands, but歪着身子tilting their bodies,伸长了脖子stretching their necks, sticking their heads next to Mao Feiyang, closing their eyes, opening their nostrils wide, and showing expressions of enjoyment on their faces as if they had吸食sucked up something delicious.

They张牙舞爪were all teeth and claws but did not touch Mao Feiyang's body, carefully嗅着smelling the scent from Mao Feiyang's body, for fear of accidentally breaking Mao Feiyang.

Three雷闪lightning flashes, like three shutter clicks of a camera,映照出的illuminated three still frames. Mao Feiyang was still in all three frames, but the five angel statues changed their movements four times, but no matter which one, it revealed a kind of诡异bizarre and 崩坏broken to the extreme画风style, just seeing it would make people feel毛骨悚然chills down their spine and四肢冰冷their limbs cold.

The雷霆lightning dissipated, and everything was silent, and it looked like nothing was there.

But Mao Feiyang knew that the five angel statues, which were invisible under normal circumstances, were贪婪贪婪ly greedily sucking the extraordinary power in his body, treating him like a perfume bottle.

If this scene was like the kind of soul-snatching scene in "A Chinese Ghost Story", that would be fine, but it was偏偏the style of the Black Mountain Old Demon吸人阳气sucking people's yang energy in "A Chinese Odyssey".

It wasn't just that; it was even more twisted, broken, and deranged. The crucial point was—there were five Black Mountain Demons!

No wonder Mao Feiyang could clearly force himself to play parkour with Mu Daxian in the teaching building for two hours, but now, after only a short while, he felt as if his body had been hollowed out…

Who could withstand this?!

Even Elder Tang would have to politely decline three times!

《Chanting Sutras Won't Save Them》

《This Monk is Powerless》

《Wukong, Get Your Staff》

「Ding—」

The elevator arrived.

「Clang—Clunk!」

The elevator doors opened.

Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang silently stared into the elevator for a second.

Then, without uttering a single word, they turned and walked away with remarkable understanding. This little combo was so practiced that it was heartbreaking.

The number of Black Mountain Demons reached nine.

“Damn it, this is really bad luck…” Mu Daxian cursed with a brand-new version of his foul language.

“What… what should we do?” Mao Feiyang weakly asked.

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“How about… we go check the elevators on the B building side?” Mu Daxian said, then added in a low voice, “I just don’t know if you can handle it…”

“I don’t think I can handle it…”

“I think you can try.”

“This can’t be tried. Once you try, you die.”

“Are you sure?”

“Or do you want me to die on the spot to show you?” As soon as Mao Feiyang said this, he wanted to slap himself twice. His slip of the tongue was just like when he subconsciously wanted to see Him; his mouth moved faster than his brain, and the nasty words just naturally came out.

“There’s one more trick.” Mu Daxian said in a deep voice.

“Great Immortal, I know, it’s time to throw the student commemorative coin, right?” Mao Feiyang said. “Speaking of which, does this thing really have such a great effect that it can even deal with the Angel Statue?”

“Of course, it can’t deal with it.” Mu Daxian shook his head and sighed. “The Art Student Code says that sculptures, unless specifically specified, uniformly refer to ordinary Pseudo-Humans, which are humanoid sculptures.”

“Ah? Why?”

“Because veteran art students have many ways to deal with sculptures. The Art Student Code is mainly for new art students like you. If you can’t deal with Pseudo-Humans, throwing the student commemorative coin and taking the elevator straight back to the city is the most brainless method.”

“The Art Student Code won’t write too many complex or impossible things for you. Many things aren’t written in the rules, but you’ll learn them after living in the art building for a while.”

“After all, life is the best teacher.”

“As for why they don’t mention the Angel Statue, it’s because the survival rate for art students who encounter the Angel Statue is almost…”

“Zero.”

Mao Feiyang: “?!”

Mu Daxian’s expression was both calm and gloomy, and his whole person exuded an aura of composure. Of course, this was mainly because Mao Feiyang was the main force in resisting the soul siphon of the nine Angel Statues…

If he could really survive this time, then the practical case of 《I, Mao Banxian, Single-Handedly Defending Against Nine Angels》 would not be a bad topic for casual conversation.

“Here.” Mu Daxian took out the student commemorative coin from his pocket and handed it to Mao Feiyang.

Mao Feiyang: “???”

“From now on, do everything I say.” Mu Daxian said in a deep voice, “I’m going to take you to do something crazy.”

Lin Yi, who was nearby, glanced at the student commemorative coin in Mu Daxian’s hand.

On the circular badge surrounded by a thorny vine, Mu Daxian’s art student number was engraved: 「Month - X0210905182」.

Mu Daxian didn’t deceive Class Teacher - 039. His art student number really was this.

In other words, he really entered the school in X021 and has been in S City University for almost two years!

Being able to survive in this kind of place and even reach this level, one doesn’t need to think to know that Mu Daxian must have many trump cards.

Mao Feiyang quickly took the student commemorative coin from Mu Daxian.

“Put it together with yours, and then, you press them on your wound. They will absorb the blood, and the effect is similar to rinsing with water.”

“Okay.” Mao Feiyang quickly did as he was told. “Then what?”

“Then follow me, and walk like this.” Mu Daxian said in a deep voice, “We… are going to find Him!”

“Ah?” Mao Feiyang was shocked. After the shock, he suddenly realized, “You want to seek life from death?! Many novels are like this. I didn’t expect that I would be able to truly experience this kind of plot today!”

“How much do you trust me? You’re already starting to relax?” Mu Daxian’s forehead was covered in fine sweat. “The protagonists in novels have cheats. Besides the destined big villains like Hua Tiandu who are bound to the protagonist, have you ever seen any character who emerges from seeking life from death?”

“Then we…?”

“I’m just trying to make you bleed faster so that the student commemorative coin is immersed.”

“Ah?” Mao Feiyang’s heart was stunned, and his palm loosened slightly. His gaze drilled in like seeing a crack, and his pupils slightly condensed.

He saw that the two student commemorative coins seemed to be growing on the wound. At the edges of the student commemorative coins, countless blood threads extended from his wound like blood-red spider silk, plunged into the student commemorative coins like the roots of an old tree, and continuously transported blood into the student commemorative coins.

And the student commemorative coins seemed to have come alive, and they actually vibrated slightly, as if… a heart!

If you looked more closely, you would find that it was not the blood from the wound flowing into the student commemorative coins, but the student commemorative coins attached to the wound were greedily drawing his blood.

Mao Feiyang only felt a darkness in front of his eyes, and his heart called out, holy shit, two more Black Mountain Demons!

He had to endure it even if he couldn’t, he had to endure it to the death!

“Just treat it as doing seven times in one night. Hold on.” Mu Daxian encouraged.

Mao Feiyang’s spirit was lifted when he heard this, but this spirit was fleeting: “I would accept it if it was really seven times in one night, but where are the girls?”

Mu Daxian took a deep breath and said solemnly: “If you’ve been single for too long, don’t you think… those Angel Statues are still charming?”

“Just treat it as seven times in the void.”

“Big brother… I’m just slipping my tongue, not running my mouth…”

At this moment, lightning flashed, and the nine Angel Statues flashed past like piglets fighting for milk.

Mao Feiyang’s body trembled for a while, and he felt that he really had to do it in the void. The perverted and twisted appearance of the Angel Statues… he really couldn’t get it up!

Gradually, Mao Feiyang felt that his heart was beating more powerfully than before.

It was really strange. He had obviously lost so much blood, so how could this be? Could it be a final burst of energy at the end of his strength? Mao Feiyang gritted his teeth and felt more and more unwilling.

Exactly 4016 words, hehehe.