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"Don't worry about the name, I made it up." Lan Kuiyu explained: "The space where the person in the middle is located is not in the same dimension as ours, and a special device is needed to connect from the low-dimensional world to the high-latitude world... This is something I figured out by myself, even if it’s not right, it shouldn’t be too bad.”

"That means we can find a middleman with this?" Fang Mubo, who had been silent just now, asked.

"Yes, I probably entered their space through these before." Lan Kuiyu put the cross back into his collar, Tang Chao could only look away and asked, "Then can we also go to a middleman?"

"Yes." Lan Kuiyu looked at Fang Mubo and smiled slightly: "Want to see your middleman?"

At the moment when the foreground changed, a kind of fear rose in Tang Chao's heart, and he couldn't help clenching his fists. Fang Mubo, who was beside him, sensed his uneasiness, and took his hand silently, with some moisture in his palm.

The bright living room became dim, the teacups on the table were turned upside down, and only one glass contained a small glass of water. There was a special smell in the air. Tang Chao sniffed his nose, the smell of blood.

He sniffed it carefully again, yes, this is the smell of blood.

Lan Kuiyu's frown, which had just been stretched for a short time, frowned again. She pulled out the Tang knife behind her back, made a silent gesture to the two of them, and walked towards the study step by step.She didn't walk slowly, but her steps were light and she didn't make a sound.

The door of the room was open with a thin crack, and the smell of blood came from there. Lan Kuiyu pushed it open, and Tang Chao looked in. The bright red all over the place immediately hurt his eyes.

There was blood all over the floor and walls, flowing and solidified, which forcibly cast a different color on the originally clean and bright study room, and the smell was so strong that it was disgusting.Lan Kuiyu walked in without hesitation, and the soles of her shoes stepped on the puddles of blood, making a slight "pop" sound.

Responding to this sound was a weak groan. Lan Kuiyu walked behind the desk and saw the person lying on the ground.

His arms were cut off from the shoulders, the cuts were neat, and the blood was no longer bleeding. His arms were neatly placed aside, and his sleeves were dyed bright red.His eyes were closed at first, but when he heard Lan Kuiyu's movement, he opened them with difficulty, and groaned again.

Lan Kuiyu knelt down and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

"Pain..." The face that was seven points similar to Fang Mubo's was distorted, and he whispered pitifully, "It hurts so much."

"Be patient." Lan Kuiyu quickly checked his injuries. At the same time, Tang Chao and Fang Mubo, who were hesitating at the door, also came in. Seeing the man on the ground, Tang Chao's stomach churning finally arrived At the critical point, he supported the solid wood desk with one hand, pressed his stomach with the other, and retched a few times, but he didn't really spit it out.

Fang Mubo was not much better than him. The man with the broken hands looked too much like him when he was on the left and right, and the visual impact was even stronger.He looked at the man, as if he was the one lying on the ground covered in blood and wounded, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"This is..." He took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible.

"This is the middleman who is in charge of your branch line." Lan Kuiyu helped the man up, the man grinned in pain, seeing that Fang Mubo still had the strength to pull out a forced smile, he gave an angry smile. He greeted: "Hello."

Fang Mubo unexpectedly saw the strange comfort of a loving father in his eyes, he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he had to say: "Hello."

Fang Mubo found a medical box - the structure of this house is basically exactly the same as his house.Lan Kuiyu skillfully and quickly treated the wound for the intermediary. Tang Chao was sitting on a chair, in front of him was an open computer. The screen had been automatically blacked out due to no one operating it for a long time, and the screen was spattered with blood.

Lan Kuiyu took the two severed hands on the ground, cleaned them carefully, and pressed them on the middle man's wound.She pressed it for nearly 5 minutes, and when she let go, the severed limb had grown back.

The other side did the same. Tang Chao was so dumbfounded that his jaw almost dropped.After the severed hand was attached, the man in the middle moved his lost arms and untied his blood-stained shirt.There was a bloodstain on his heart, which was slowly disappearing.

The man in the middle wiped off the blood on his face, found a piece of clean clothes to put on, and the expression on his face finally returned to normal.He sat on the bed and greeted Tang Chao and Fang Mubo with a smile: "Hi, I'm Yi."

At first glance, that smile is for a good-tempered person. Fang Mubo frowned slightly as he stared at the middleman who had been writing his destiny, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you create me?"

"No." Yi shook his head, raised his index finger and pointed to the ceiling: "It is a higher existence that created you, and I can only control part of the plot."

Lan Kuiyu checked the traces left by the battle in the house. The intruder broke into the study through the window, stabbed Yi through the heart, and cut off both his arms.

Yi fell to the ground and couldn't see his face, only to hear him search his computer and house. Fortunately, the murderous intruder didn't smash his precious computer.

"Fortunately, he didn't know that I couldn't be killed with ordinary weapons. He thought that if I cut off my hand, I wouldn't be able to write." Yixin had lingering fears. reduce.The intruder killed people neatly, both in sneaking and searching abilities. He only said coldly before leaving in the end, "This is the retribution you deserve."

"I feel that he is a little familiar." Yi held his lost arms and said seriously to Lan Kuiyu: "He came here for revenge, the same as you, and I seem to have heard his voice somewhere."

"I'm not here for revenge." Lan Kuiyu corrected him: "I'm here to help Tang Chao."

"It's not that big of a difference, anyway, you all take it as your duty to destroy the plot of this world." Yi shrugged: "His goal is definitely not just me, you can go to other people to see, maybe you can gain something .”

Fang Mubo and Tang Chao looked at him intently during Yi's speech. Fang Mubo confirmed the existence of the middleman with his own eyes, and he was a little confused—he was really just an existence created by others.Can he be called a human being?he does not know.

Everything is fake, it exists because of a fantasy in the mind of the so-called "author", all of them are just interpreters of his stories, created by him improvised, like puppets, tied to limbs by strings The mention is in the hands of others, doing things to please the audience.

But there was always a voice echoing in his heart: so what?

He couldn't find a suitable reason to explain why this idea came into being, but at least now, he was sitting with Tang Chao in front of the manipulator of the plot, changing his own destiny with the help of Lan Kuiyu.

As long as they are no longer controlled by the plot, they will become truly independent individuals, control their behavior, love and hate as they wish, and truly live according to their own wishes.

Even if it is just a character created by someone else, he still has the right to compose his own life.

Fang Mubo's mind was in a mess, and the logical ability he was usually proud of fell apart at this moment, but in the end, those messy lines miraculously boiled down to one point.

--So what.

Yi was obviously excited to see the characters he manipulated with his own eyes. He seemed to have completely forgotten the massacre half an hour ago, and talked to Fang Mubo with great interest.Tang Chao watched and did not join in.Yi and Fang Mubo have many similarities in character, gentle and soft, but Fang Mubo is more calm than him. This man has a kind of power that can make people calm down.

However, Tang Chao's non-participation does not mean that the topic will not be transferred to him. Just as he was distracted, he heard Yi mention his name.

"You don't know how delicious I wrote about you and Tang Chao's kang drama! That is definitely the pinnacle of my meat writing over the years. When I wrote it, I wanted to..." I noticed that Tang Chao was eating people With a normal gaze, she swallowed the half of the sentence below, and smiled sadly: "Don't look at me like that, Lan Lan deleted them."

very good.Tang Chao stared at him, and he found a little difference between Yi and Fang Mubo. This middleman probably has much more pitfalls in his mind.

Fang Mubo righteously asked Yi to stop arranging that kind of plot when the two were unwilling, Yi smiled helplessly and said: "No, don't you find that you two are not affected when you are together?" Did the situation of control only happen twice? When Lan Lan ran over and asked me to delete the manuscript, she almost put a knife on my neck."

"I'm already very gentle." Lan Kuiyu was leaning against the wall with her hands folded and looking out of the window. Hearing this, she turned her head: "I met Jiang You's middleman before, and I almost killed him."

Yi looked at her gently, like an elder looking at a naughty little girl, Lan Kuiyu looked at him expressionlessly, and finally turned her head away.

When the three left this space, one stood at the door to see them off. "Come and play again when you have time." He said, "I'm bored here by myself. It would be nice if someone could talk to me often."

Fang Mubo agreed to him out of politeness, which is an adult's politeness, but he smiled happily as if he didn't notice it at all.

The scene instantly changed to Fang Mubo's home. The three of them stood in the bright living room again. The water that Mubo poured for Lan Kuiyu on the table was already cold. Lan Kuiyu glanced at the clock on the wall and said: "I have to deal with something, so let's go first."

"Are you going to find another middleman?" Tang Chao asked, "I want to go too."

Before Lan Kuiyu could refuse, Tang Chao said again: "I won't hold you back, this involves my fate, and I have the right to participate in it."

Fang Mubo put his hand on Tang Chao's shoulder, and said to Lan Kuiyu who was obviously reluctant, "I'll go too."

Lan Kuiyu stared at him for two seconds, then turned her eyes back to Tang Chao, her tone was rare and soft: "Tang Chao, you must know that one of the purposes of my coming here is to protect you, I can't put you in any possible danger among."

Tang Chao heard a trace of sadness carefully hidden from her words, which strengthened his determination: "But I am not a person who just hides behind you to seek shelter, yes, I am not good at skills, and when I meet Danger may require your distraction, but that doesn't mean I'm useless."

He paused, glanced at Fang Mubo, and said softly: "In these days, who hasn't ordered the aura of the protagonist?"

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Thank you for the deep water torpedo that does not fill the pit! (It made me happy 23333)