non-homogeneous interpenetration

After Yu Cheng vomited, he couldn't vomit anything else, only retching.

A group of subordinates behind him were terrified.

Their king has always been strong, the winner of the triathlon in the demon world, the champion of the triathlon in the demon world, survived the trial of the demon valley, and quelled the chaos of the king of Xie. It is commonplace to work without eating, drinking or sleeping for ten and a half months, not to mention vomiting, even catching a cold Didn't even get through it!

It's over, don't be terminally ill!

They rushed over, wanting to hurry up and rescue them.

After retching twice, Yu Cheng forcibly suppressed his nausea, supported the tree with all his strength, and stood up straight.

In an instant, there was only a "click", and a small half of the tree trunk with a thick bowl mouth was broken by his single hand.He was blinded for a second, subconsciously took a few steps away.

However, the little tree was brutally beaten, and the remaining trunk couldn't support the weight above the head at all, so it threw down the pick in grief and indignation, and fell forward with a "crash".When Yu Cheng raised his head when he heard the commotion, his face was covered in confusion.

To make matters worse, he stumbled while backing up and was crushed by a tree, causing him to fall back straight.

Suddenly he seemed to hear a "bang", his mind buzzed, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.

Everyone: "..."

The subordinates stared at a foot protruding from the leaves, and stayed there for three or four seconds before realizing that he might not be able to get out. They hurriedly moved away from the tree, and seeing how powerful they were, the king was dizzy and terrified again.

"What, what's the situation?"

"It seems that...he broke a tree and smashed himself."

"That won't make you faint! Even if it was a knife that fell, it should be a knife!"

As they talked, they hurriedly helped him up, with serious expressions on their faces, for fear that he was going to be terminally ill.

They were about to carry the man on their backs when their shoulders were held down. When they turned their heads and saw that the man had woken up, they almost burst into tears: "Wang, are you okay, how do you feel?"

Long Yu stood up and fell silent.

He just saw a little magical scene, like an illusion, but very real, which made him feel like he was in reality. Unfortunately, the time was too short to distinguish it carefully.

He glanced at the trees on the ground and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

The subordinates also wanted to know what happened to him, observed his expression, and told him a series of operations from vomiting to self-harm.

Long Yu asked a few more questions, and raised his eyebrows after hearing the answer, "I asked you personally?"

The subordinate said: "Yes."

He thought of their king's pissing behavior, and was afraid of taking the blame, he said, "They all heard it, and you let me figure it out!"

Long Yu didn't answer.

He found things a little weird.

It stands to reason that the external performance of people who have fallen into the illusion can generally be compared with what they see and hear in the illusion, instead of being manipulated by something as they described.

He glanced at the row of heads not far away, and didn't comment on the result, but raised his chin at the body that hadn't completely cooled down, and said, "Take them off."

The subordinates said: "...what?"

Long Yu said: "Huh?"

A few people resigned to their fate, rolled up their sleeves and stripped the three traitors clean, and asked the boss for his opinion: "Is this also hung on the tree?"

Long Yu checked the clothes and odds and ends thrown by them, moved his toes slightly, and stood gently on the branch where three heads were hanging, looked down at these things, and returned to the ground.

He didn't find anything like magical artifacts or spells, and he didn't feel like he was being tricked, so what happened just now?

He didn't make a sound, and his subordinates didn't dare to speak casually, and continued to look at him.

Fortunately, he didn't think for too long, and pointed to the tree next to him: "Hang it symmetrically, and make it look better."

The subordinates responded, found a branch of about the same height, and let the three headless corpses flutter in the wind with their own heads. It would be best to scare a few people to death, so that those bastards would not stop so much. If Long Yu really pissed off No one wants to feel comfortable.

After dealing with this matter, the group returned to the palace.

Several people watched the eldest step into the study, then turned to the genius doctor's room.

The miracle doctor was sleeping soundly, and was suddenly woken up, wanting to eat them raw.

But before cursing, he learned a shocking news: "Is he sick?"

Several people said: "Yes, the illness is very serious!"

After hearing the description, the genius doctor was also horrified.

The king is a divine beast, and it is indeed impossible for him to have a small problem. Any small matter placed on him is a big matter.

He didn't feel sleepy at all, put on his clothes and left.

Knocking on the door of the study, they saw their Wang sitting on a chair and reading documents.

The full moon hung high, the hall was filled with silver light, and the warm-colored lamps on the table blended with the moonlight, emitting a gentle light.

Long Yu was wearing a long robe with red stripes on a black background, his hair was combed behind him and tied with a rope, his dusty features softened in the quiet atmosphere, luxurious and elegant.

This was so pleasing to the eye, the genius doctor was dazed for a moment, as if seeing the reserved and elegant young master back then.

As a result, the "little young master" raised his head and gave him a look, with a disgusted look of "what are you doing here?"—the polite little prince has now become an old dog.

The genius doctor's nostalgia "wow" was shattered, and he stepped forward and said, "What's uncomfortable?"

Long Yu said: "Everywhere is quite comfortable."

The genius doctor turned a deaf ear and took his hand to feel his pulse.

Of course Long Yu could guess why he came and looked at him calmly.After a while, the miracle doctor let go of his hand and said solemnly: "Did you really vomit?"

Long Yu raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter, is it Ximai?"

The genius doctor said: "...No."

"Then why are you facing me with a grave-like face?" Long Yu said, "What's wrong with me?"

The divine doctor was silent for a moment, and said, "No problem."

That's why he asked, otherwise why would you vomit?

Long Yu picked up the file again: "If there's nothing wrong, get out and go to sleep."

The genius doctor said: "You may be tired if you go to bed early."

He dropped this sentence, took the medicine box and went straight to the guard's room.

The guards hadn't rested yet, and they didn't believe the result after hearing it: "Are you sure, he's really fine?"

The genius doctor said: "It's something to do with him like that, you can all go straight to the ground."

A group of people picked out the details of tonight in detail.

From the pulse point of view, it's fine, but the person... is really wrong!

"Could it be the estrus period!" One of them suddenly slapped his hands, "Look, isn't this spring?"

There was an eerie silence in the room for two seconds, and then a group of guards looked at the genius doctor neatly.

The miracle doctor said blankly, "...I don't know."

The guard said: "How can you not know?"

"Because there is no record," said the genius doctor, "the previous generations of kings all found their own wives, and the existing records do not have the physiological reaction of them not being able to find a partner during estrus."

The guard said: "Then maybe it's the estrus period, endocrine disorders and staying up late for a long time."

"There are good and bad tempers."

"Hey... Is it possible that he has been in estrus all the time? At that time, he didn't have the heart to find a wife. Later, he worked overtime every day, so he suppressed his nature. Now the pressure has reached the limit, and his body rebelled."

"It makes sense, so I vomited!"

Divine doctor: "..."

Long Yu, who was in the "estrous period" at the moment, had just finished reading a document.

He threw the pen on the table, leaned back in the chair, and carefully sorted out "Dreamland".

It was late at night like here, and the river was very cold with a fishy smell.Due to the strong momentum, he touched the bottom of the river and touched the mud with one hand. By the way, he even choked on water... All the feelings are very clear. It is impossible for those miscellaneous fish to create an illusion of this level, even if they can. , it is impossible for him to not notice any movement when he makes a move.

He pondered for a long time, suppressed many doubts, and decided to give up working overtime and go to rest.

At this time, Yu Cheng had already been sent to the nearest hospital.

When he regained consciousness, he saw that Song Yelei was about to lean over to kiss him, and turned his head to hide.

Song Yelei wanted to do artificial respiration, but when he saw that he was awake, he immediately fell to the side without strength, and said in a trembling voice, "Damn it, I was almost scared to death by you."

Only then did Yu Cheng realize that his whole body was wet, so he sat up and wanted to understand the situation.

Song Yelei was so frightened that he quickly held him down, and seeing them driving over, he took him to the hospital.

After being checked from head to toe in the hospital, except for a few bruises, nothing else happened. After listening to the doctor's advice, Yu Cheng was ready to go home and sleep.

Song Yelei accompanied him all the way. Seeing his normal expression, he finally felt like joking: "What's going on with you tonight? The car broke down, or do you suddenly want to let yourself go?"

Yu Chengdao: "Not at all, I'm bewitched."

Song Yelei said: "...what?"

Yu Chengdao: "Just kidding, change the subject."

Song Yelei didn't ask any more, and said in a slightly ostentatious tone: "Tell me about my girl, what do you think?"

Yu Cheng recalled the girl who was cute in appearance but very domineering when she drove the car, and said, "She's pretty, and she's also a student?"

Song Yelei said, "No, civil servant."

This time it was Yu Cheng's turn to be surprised: "What?"

Song Yelei smiled and said, "Civil servant, working in a street office, isn't it unexpected?"

Yu Chengdao: "Accident."

Song Yelei said: "I've already made up my mind. If I can't catch up after graduation, I'll go to her unit as a temporary worker."

Yu Cheng laughed out loud: "Yes."

The two chatted and quickly drove into the community.

Yu Cheng said goodbye to him, went back to the room and put the hot water on, lay down in the bathtub, and began to lose consciousness.

Tonight, talking about hitting evil is light.

At that time, all the senses were very clear, and it was impossible for him to be hallucinating or comatose and dreaming, so he somehow went to another place and saw another group of people. The weirdest thing was...he seemed to be using someone else's body.

but why?

Yu Cheng quickly recalled the recent events, and felt that the only doubtful point was probably the black cat, so he sent the bodyguard to another place early the next morning and ordered him to take a photo from a distance.

The bodyguard had stayed with Yu Cheng in the den of thieves, so he had seen cats, but he had been guarding the neighborhood for three days, and even followed Yu Cheng's suggestion to hire someone to conduct a sweeping search, but he still didn't see even a cat.

After listening to the feedback, Yu Cheng reckoned that the two cats were probably the same.

Since it has followed him all the way here, it is likely to find him again.

Figured this out, Yu Cheng called back the bewildered bodyguard and started growing mushrooms at home, only occasionally taking a walk in the neighborhood.

Another two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the black cat still disappeared. The biggest gain he got from this incident seemed to be that he could reply to a post similar to "What supernatural events have you experienced" in the future.

In the evening, Yu Cheng put on the skin of a good student and went out to attend the class reunion.

In the past four years, he has only participated in this kind of group activity three times. Today is the squad leader's birthday, and he called out the whole class, saying that he wanted to warm up the breakup meal before graduation, and no gifts were accepted, and all AA's were accepted.Yu Cheng had a mediocre relationship with them, but after all they were classmates, so he went too.

It's almost nine o'clock after a meal, and people are going to go to KTV to have fun all night.

Yu Cheng didn't want to accompany him at first, but the squad leader drank some wine, and when he was sad, he looked at him with red eyes, as if crying.

Yu Cheng was also idle, thinking that it was only one night, so he stayed, listening to all kinds of ghosts and wolves howling, glanced at his mobile phone and found that it was midnight, remembered that there was a 24-hour coffee shop downstairs, so he went downstairs to buy coffee. Coffee, to soothe polluted ears.

Who would have thought that he would never die, as soon as he finished ordering, his eyes dimmed, and a familiar feeling came to his heart.

When he regained his sight, he found himself sitting in front of a desk with documents spread out in front of him and a pen in his hand.

Yu Cheng: "..."

again?He hasn't run into a black cat recently, so why did he still win the lottery?

Wait, what's going on with his body now?

Is it in custody, or is it going to commit suicide again?

But there are five or six people in the coffee shop. If his body really commits suicide, it will be stopped, right?

At this moment, the controller of the body was also caught off guard.

But it was the Demon King anyway, Long Yu's expression didn't change at all, after confirming the environment he was in, he met the man in front of him.

The waiter said: "Hello, 38 yuan."

Long Yu calmly said "um", and touched his pocket.

wallet, no.

Cash, no.

Coins, likewise no.

He raised his head silently.

The two looked at each other for two seconds, and the waiter said, "Is it WeChat or Alipay?"

Long Yu: "..."

Can't understand, speak human language.