Chapter 1,375 Being with a Female Man

This is Bingtis's house. The Obsidian Palace has left the real space and is now floating in a twisted alien world. ◎Literary Museumr />

Bing's father and mother prepared a sumptuous family banquet, firstly to welcome their daughter home, and secondly to welcome the guests from the Xiling Empire. Although it’s rude to think so, it’s great to not have to deal with chive boxes and egg-filled pancakes when eating at Bingtis’s house. Of course, that’s not to say that leek boxes and egg-filled pancakes are bad, but think about it. If Elder Tang had After traveling through thousands of rivers and mountains, going through eighty-one hardships, and narrowly escaping to Tianzhu, the Buddha ordered someone to get him a copy of "A Quick Introduction to Buddhism - Seal of the Datang Bookstore" priced at five cents...

You should understand how I feel when I have dinner at Father God’s house.

Because it was a family dinner, there was no one else at the dinner table. Apart from the Kuwain couple, only me and the soul-departed version of Bingtis were present. The housekeeper Mo was not present this time, and there were only two people who looked like smoke. A group of shadow servants stood nearby to serve as servants, serving tea and water and waiting for orders. In theory, this atmosphere should be extremely relaxing, but the goosebumps and cold sweat on my body are caused by the endless waves of the Yangtze River pushing back and forth. This atmosphere is almost starting to make people miss Father God's leek box. I put a spoonful of beans that tasted a bit like corn kernels into my mouth, and couldn't help but look up at the source of this strange atmosphere: the scorching eyes of Uncle Kuvain and Aunt Aishaly were indeed still here.

The two of them have been staring at each other for nearly ten minutes since they started eating. Bing Ma is better, at least she has to maintain a ladylike manner when she lowers her head to eat. Bing Dad is weird, just like this, Ku Uncle Wine kept his eyes fixed and looked forward while eating. He took the food from the table and put it into his mouth completely by groping, always with a strange smile on his face. Let me tell you this: the part above the bridge of the old man's nose has solidified into the surrounding space. This handsome old man with an aristocratic temperament is as if he is in the late stages of Alzheimer's disease. I doubt that if he takes away his chair now, he will be able to use his face as a fulcrum to fix it in mid-air...

"What..." I was so terrified by the weird gaze of Bing Daddy and Bing Ma that even Bingtis, who was stuck in my body, was stared at by my own parents and I didn't dare to breathe (the latter was the same as me) perspective), finally couldn’t help but speak.

"You said you said -" Uncle Kuvain kept the upper half of his face frozen, and the lower half of his face looked over with a smile. His tone was cordial, "Oh, you are satisfied with the food, I think it was cooked by Aisali herself." . She is a good cook. When I pursued her, one of my main purposes was not to have to cook by myself in the future..."

With a smile on her face, Mother Bing tried her best to maintain her reserve as a high-level dark goddess, while inserting the knife into Father Bing's arm: the latter pretended that he didn't feel anything at all. Well, it seems like he really doesn't feel anything...

"The food is quite good." I felt that my face was as stiff as if it had been painted with three layers of paste and allowed to dry for three days. He felt like he was falling apart when he smiled, "You guys keep looking at me...is something wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just my habit." Daddy Bing smiled happily, completely ignoring the shocking knife stuck in his arm. Aunt Aishali looked at the knife stuck in her husband's arm in a daze, and also I didn't know what I was thinking about before I pulled it off. I even heard a pop...

It clicked. Eating at Bingtis's house turned out to be so stressful. What a magical pair of parents they are. It wasn't as serious as the last time I came here - I can only explain this to the fact that Sister Bing has been doing this for tens of millions of years. If she can't find a suitable partner, she will almost make her parents suffer from mental illness. Now, as long as any male creature appears within a ten-meter radius around Bingtis, he may be regarded as a son-in-law by the two parents, and someone like me is definitely a high-risk target.

But there was nothing they could do about it - I turned to look at Bingtis (body) sitting next to me, who also turned to look at me with dead eyes. Of course, this action is a conditioned reflex. This is the grandmaster-level eldest sister. Normally, she is almost a completely Chinese version, drinking, playing cards and fighting in groups, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, eating sesame cakes and watching boxing matches, squatting on the curb with a bottle of wine and whistling at the other side - she does all these things, and I am with her. We feel like we are brothers from beginning to end. It is said that women are made of water, men are made of mud, and women are made of cement. I suspect that Bingtis is made of titanium alloy mixed with granite. It is absolutely impossible for someone who has been with her for more than three days to be like this. A eldest sister had the illusion of falling in love: Bing Daddy and Bingma, you really think too much...

But I definitely can’t say this directly. If I say it directly, there will be two consequences: Bing Daddy and Bing Mama will suffer a huge blow and see through the world and life and embark on the road of no return to become an evil god, or Bingtis will become angry and mute in my mind. No one can afford to sing "Conquer".

So I could only smile awkwardly and lower my head to eat. At the same time, I couldn't help but start to think about this matter: It seemed that I wasn't the only one who suspected that Bingtis and I were in a relationship. This is a fun topic, and Ilson often boldly congratulates his eldest sister on the prospect of getting married - every time he is hit with a brick. Shandora also talks about Bingtis from time to time, "You can also touch the dry food of the owner", it seems that in addition to Bingtis and I didn't feel anything at all, and everyone around us seemed to have recognized this.

Does the sight of me and this female gangster playing cards together with little notes on their faces really look like a couple?

After thinking about it for a few seconds, I felt that this issue might need to be raised to the level of the world view. With my own and Bingtis's respective personalities, it would not be in line with our habits to struggle with this issue - so I love it, Anyway, just choose the mode of getting along that is most suitable for us. There is nothing wrong with being buddies. I still remember that I have the Lord’s solid food, so I should take care of Sandra and the three of them first.

With this in mind, I continued to work on my second task besides eating: picking the food named by Bingtis from the table and putting it into the mouth of the dead-eyed lady next to me: "Open your mouth, bite, eat slowly, chew." Swallow when you've had enough. Open your mouth! Here's a fork!"

Bing Daddy and Bing Ma continued to stare at this side with their hot eyes, but now I was able to remain calm and calm, as if there were two wax figures sitting across the table. Bingtis's body subconsciously ate, licking his lips after eating, and continued to cast his eyes towards the table: This means he is not full yet. I couldn't help but think of the time when I was taking care of Little Paopao. The little girl was the same. She would always stare at the table as long as she wasn't full. She didn't say a word (no one understood her) until someone continued to feed her. I was taking care of the dignified Sister Bing as a baby. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but curl up the corners of my mouth.

"Why are you laughing?" Bingtis's soul was a little unhappy. She looked at the world from the same perspective as me, and she probably felt that her (body) appearance was a bit silly now, thinking that I was laughing at her.

While feeding Bingtis, I wiped her face: "It's nothing - does it make sense to feed you like this? Your body is stuck here with me, and you can't taste it. Your body is not afraid of starving to death." .”

"Are you in charge of me trying to maintain my psychological balance?" Bingtis's soul said carelessly. I can imagine her grinning, "In the middle of the table, there is the plate of barbecue-like things, and then on the other side of the table, the plate of green cold dishes. Then there is my dad's hand..."

I feel like it won’t be long before I fully understand this female gangster’s recipe.

I finally finished my meal despite the pressure from Bingtis's parents' eyes. After dinner, I planned to walk around: This is not the first time I have come to Sister Bing's house. I am also a familiar guest here, so walking around will not be like the first time. Just as lost. But as soon as I stood up and before I could speak, Uncle Kuvain spoke first: "Chen, you have to take care of my girl these days, right?"

I looked at Daddy Bing with vigilant eyes, fearing that his next words would be: Have you decided on a name for the child - a similar situation is not impossible. However, the other party did not say anything else. I nodded: "Well, I did promise to take good care of Bingtis' body when I came here. But she is already home now. She probably doesn't have anything to do with me these days in the God Realm. Is she not staying at home?"

"The most important part of her is in you. Why stay at home?" Kuvain pointed at me with a smile. I was talking about Bingtis's body, but he was talking about the latter's soul, "So I entrusted you to By the way, I'm taking care of my girl's body. Anyway, I already carry her soul with me, so it's not troublesome to carry multiple bodies with me."

Is this really Sister Bing’s biological father? You don't seem to feel any pressure at all when you entrust your daughter to a man. Especially since your daughter's body is still in an absolutely defenseless state.

But I didn't dare to say this, because Bingtis was so crazy when she went crazy: I can't stay away from her now.

"Actually, this is what happened," Kuvain said as he watched the two shadow slaves clearing the table, as if he just remembered to explain, "We asked Father God that it will take one to two weeks for Bingtis to be freed. The difficulty of liberation is related to the degree of connection between her and her original body. So I hope you can be with her body as much as possible so that her soul can resonate with the body as soon as possible. In fact, I am also a little bit knowledgeable in soul science. Some research..."

Before Kuvain could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Bingtis: "Dad, aren't you a scumbag?"

Father Bing was stunned by his daughter, and said through gritted teeth: "You girl... couldn't your father teach himself well? Anyway, shut up now - what did you say just now? Oh yes, in fact, I am interested in the soul You have some attainments in learning, so you are right to follow my advice. If you stay with my girl for a while, you two will return to normal soon."

I looked at Daddy Bing very suspiciously. The more I looked at him, the more nervous he became. The more nervous he became, the more I couldn’t help but stare. Then cold sweat started to form on his forehead as I looked at him. The old man even patted his chest with me: "Look Look at my clear eyes and sincere expression..."

"It's okay, it's okay, just leave it to me," I quickly waved my hand. Regardless of whether Uncle Kuvain really wanted to help his daughter "return to her place" or to quickly implement the son-in-law issue, the request he made was nothing. When I was in the world, I promised my family that I would take good care of Bingtis, "Please wipe off the sweat, it's flowed to your neck..."

Even though we were far away from these wolf-like parents, when we left the restaurant, Bingtis, who was deep in our souls, and I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. We turned around to confirm that Sister Bing with her fish-eyed eyes was still following us. Behind me, when I turned to look at her, she burped in response...

"You said you want to calm down, isn't this pretty?" I took this dead fish-eyed cuteness and fully automatically followed the pet-type Sister Bing in the long corridor of the Obsidian Palace, wandering around while following in my mind Bingtis's soul was chatting, it felt so wonderful.

"What are you looking for? When did I not look good? You walk slower, my body can't keep up. Turn left in front. There is a small door at the end of the small corridor. Go there and take a look," Bingdi Si muttered and followed me forward while giving blind directions, "By the way, have you seen the power of my parents? That's why I don't dare to stay at home for too long. They just tied me in a box." Delivered door to door..."

The bear girls who were forced to marry by their parents probably all had the same worries. Bingtis was forced to marry after missing for tens of millions of years and returned home, so the level of worries may have doubled. I remembered what I had been thinking about before: "Bingtis, do you think the way we are together is really like a relationship?"

His mind was quiet for half a minute before Bingtis came to his senses: "Damn it. Your question is so high-powered, it's shocking... Wait, you won't... You won't really... I'm just..." Suppose, suppose you only like me a little bit, right?"

"I don't think so. But you know psychology is the most complicated thing." I didn't intend to avoid this topic. Anyway, we have already talked about it here. "I feel that being with you is quite relaxing, but it is more like being with a bad friend." The feeling of being together. But thinking about it now, you said that this state of getting used to each other's existence, is it also a kind of...'living life'?"

The reason why I think so. I suddenly remembered the time when I was with Qianqian. Qianqian and I grew up wearing crotchless pants at the same age. We didn’t realize that the other person was of a different gender than us until we were in elementary school, but we lived like this. The atmosphere became a couple. The biggest thing this has in common with Bingtis’s situation is that in most cases I don’t realize that Mr. Bing is a woman…

Bingtis was silent for a longer time this time. I know that this fierce female gangster actually has an unexpectedly innocent side in her heart - although this innocent side is often attacked by Sandora by saying "she has never been able to find a partner, so she can't even hold hands with the opposite sex", but she faces This topic is really weak. After a while, I heard her weak reply: "Damn it, I'm confused... I have no experience at all, so I don't know what love is at all! If you have experience, can you tell me about it?"

"This cannot be explained." I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "And do you think either of Sandora and I is in a normal relationship?"

"Oh. You didn't mention my concubine and you forgot about it," Bingtis suddenly said quietly, "You have the master's solid food... Let's discuss these. Aren't you afraid that Sandora will eat you alive when you go back?"

I stopped and looked up at the high Gothic vault. Bingtis's body walked forward for quite a long time before he suddenly reacted and trotted a few steps back behind me.

"Well, I have Sandra and the others. We are good and responsible men - it seems that I have made your parents a little nervous." I shook my head and watched the article finally go. The long corridor at the end, "By the way, where are you going to take me?"

"You'll know when you get out. Did you see the small side door in front?"

I saw the small gray door. The pattern on its surface almost blended into the reliefs on the surrounding walls, so I didn't even notice there was a door here at first. I stepped forward and pushed gently. The door was unlocked, so I pushed it in.

"F*ck!" I almost missed the point and screamed strangely. There is a trap behind this door!

Opposite the door is a circular patio with a radius of tens of meters. It is bottomless. This door is completely opened on the inner wall of the patio. When you push the door, there is only a small platform about one meter square for you to stand on. Take a step forward. Just fell down. I carefully stood on the edge of the platform and looked at the bottomless pit below. Then I looked up at the top and found that the top of the patio was open: not far above, I could see the exit of the patio and a blood-red moon. Hanging in the middle of the small circular sky, the faint red light shed illuminates the top of the patio. Blood red is a color that can easily make people feel depressed, but under this strange moon, I feel a strange sense of peace, as if the red moon can soothe people's hearts. I was stunned, remembering that there is no moon in the God Realm, and there is no moon in the alien space where the obsidian palace usually floats...

"This is inside the Holy Spirit Tower, and it is an independent space from the outside. The red moon is also a unique thing in the tower," Bingtis said quietly, "There are residents and civilizations on that moon, and even my dad doesn't know about it. When were they born, but they claim to be the guardian clan of the Holy Spirit and have consciously helped manage the Red Moon for tens of millions of years... Things created by God are often like this, and sometimes small worlds are created somehow. I rarely Go disturb them, I wonder if the current guardians on Red Moon are the same ones as before...ah, that’s not important.”

For God, this kind of thing is probably equivalent to planting a potted flower, and then a small nest of ants suddenly appears in the flowerpot. As a result, that small nest of ants creates civilization and calls itself the guardian of the flowerpot. I think so. He stood and observed the patio curiously. Its style is different from the rest of the temple. The inner wall is made of a dark-toned crystalline material, glowing alternately with purple and blue. The exquisite reliefs that can be seen everywhere in other temples are not visible on the inner wall. , there are only straight dents running through the inner wall from top to bottom. There is a deep and solemn atmosphere here. Even Bingtis's mood seems to be affected by this place and becomes depressed: she has been silent for five consecutive minutes. .

"Jump."

Finally, Sister Bing broke the silence and said two words lightly.

"Huh?" I didn't react for a moment.

"Jump down!" Bingtis said clearly this time, and there was no doubt about it, "I'm going down there, just jump. Anyway, you won't fall to death."

I looked at the bottomless sinkhole below and could only curl my lips helplessly and jump down.