Yin Xiu stared at those eyes, and those eyes were also staring at him.
The entire single bathroom was eerily silent, the small space filled with a strange atmosphere.
Yin Xiu tried to get up again, but the black liquid swimming in the bathtub suddenly rushed up and pushed him back down. The other party carefully laid some soft liquid on the edge of the bathtub to prevent Yin Xiu from falling and getting hurt.
So when he got up, nothing changed except for Yin Xiu falling back into the water and the rattling of the chains on his wrists breaking the silence in the bathroom.
The eyes that appeared on the black liquid blinked, looking particularly innocent.
Yin Xiu sighed deeply, feeling somewhat helpless. Just when he was feeling constrained, he was entangled by this thing, which was entirely liquid and had no solid form.
If it were a crime that he could actually touch and grasp, he would definitely tear it apart with his bare hands to see what it was like.
But now he was surrounded by liquid, thick and tightly enveloping his body in the bathtub. Even the small puddle on his palm, where he was licking his wound, would slip through his fingers if he clenched it slightly, posing no threat.
The best way to suppress a killing machine like him is to disable the attack button. The method devised by the monsters in this dungeon is actually quite useful.
"What exactly do you want?" Yin Xiu stared at those eyes with a gloomy expression.
They neither let him go nor attacked him, trapping him in this small bathtub, forcibly holding him down to prevent him from leaving, while tenderly licking his wounds, afraid that he would get hurt. What a domineering yet obedient sinner!
As Yin Xiu asked the question, the black slime in the bathtub floated up again, twisting in the air to form the shape of a hand, extending an invitation to Yin Xiu.
A mouth emerged from the liquid beside it, muttering softly, "Rest, rest... bind, bind."
Yin Xiu stared at the mouth full of sharp teeth, feeling that it looked somewhat familiar, but he didn't look into it. He simply uttered a word of refusal, "I have no interest in the Sin Sect, and I will not be bound to it."
Her hand paused, but didn't retract. Instead, a small stream of black viscous liquid slowly rose from the side, and a bright red flower was slowly squeezed out from a small clump at the top, swaying as it was offered to Yin Xiu.
A pretty little flower emerging from the black, distorted liquid was indeed quite unique; in this dark, damp bathroom covered in black slime, the little flower was exceptionally beautiful.
No one knows where the Sin Gate got it from, but it was delivered to Yin Xiu so eagerly.
Yin Xiu looked at the flowers, then at his hand beside him, and after a few seconds of silence, he shook his head. "Giving me flowers doesn't even bind them, it's troublesome."
Xiao Hua paused, then slowly shrank back into the liquid. The hand beside her also fell back into the bathtub in disappointment. The eyes on the wall blinked. Although they were disappointed by the rejection, they still showed no intention of letting Yin Xiu leave. The black slime surging at the doorway did not dissipate at all.
Yin Xiu let out a long sigh, then lay down in the bathtub and, following the words he had just been muttering, closed his eyes to rest and relax for a while.
During this time, players' voices could be heard from outside the door from time to time. They all seemed to have sensed the presence of a sinful gate here and wanted to bind themselves to it.
Yin Xiu was also waiting, hoping that other players would come and bind themselves to the Sin Gate, and then he would be free. But he didn't know how much time had passed, and all the people who came were eaten. None of them successfully bound themselves to the Sin Gate.
While Yin Xiu closed his eyes to rest, he even gave the players who came to challenge him a few seconds. Several people estimated that they would last for about a minute before they were swallowed up by the black liquid, without giving them any chance at all.
It's clear that this gate of sin is indeed selective, not giving other players a chance, and only Yin Xiu is eligible.
Several times during the bath, Yin Xiu opened his eyes and saw the liquid in the bathtub clinging to his limbs and carefully wrapping around the edges of his body.
A small stream of slime would emerge from the side, with an eye peeking out from it, secretly watching him.
The feeling of being watched was even somewhat familiar, much like someone else.
Yin Xiu lowered his eyes, leaning back in the bathtub and fiddling with the handcuffs on his wrists, trying to pry open the lock or break it, but to no avail. The lock wasn't even deformed, clearly a dungeon item that couldn't be opened without a key.
He could only fiddle with the length of the chain, wrapping it between his fingers while keeping his eyes fixed on the person next to him.
The eyes above like to stare at him. When he stares back, the other person will happily squint their eyes, a little sticky fluid will unconsciously sway, and then they will stick out that little flower again.
Yin Xiu listened to the players outside constantly dying. He had rested enough in the bathtub, and was even getting a little bored after lying there for so long. He was about to get restless.
He pondered for a moment, then asked, "You probably have more than one appearance, right? Do you have any that are even remotely presentable? If they're not bad, I'll consider binding you."
He really didn't want to be followed by a huge clump of black liquid after he went out.
The eyes on the wall blinked, and after a few seconds of silence in the bathroom, the liquid that covered the entire interior wall began to slowly flow down, gradually solidifying and gathering next to Yin Xiu's bathtub, also enveloping a small part of Yin Xiu in the bathtub.
After all the liquids gathered together, they gradually formed a human shape. When the other person's black clothes began to take shape, Yin Xiu frowned.
When the opponent's physical structure was completed, Yin Xiu frowned even more deeply.
After the complete form was revealed, Yin Xiu fell silent.
The person in front of me looks a lot like Li Mo, so much so that he hasn't changed his appearance at all.
But he put on a little disguise. Where was the disguise?
He was wearing a mask.
Yin Xiu stared coldly at the man in the black suit who was pretending to be respectable next to the bathtub. He leaned to the side, propped his chin on his hand, and stared at the white mask on the man's face. The mask was clean, but there was a blue scratch on the left side of his face.
He looked her over and suggested, "Li Mo, why don't you wear a black robe next time and cover yourself up completely before you come out?"
A familiar voice came from beneath the somber mask; he chuckled softly, "I will take it."
Yin Xiu paused for a moment, thinking that wearing a mask was fine too, so he wouldn't have to face that half-smiling face all the time. He got out of the bathtub, stretched his body, and twisted his stiff joints. With the slightest big movement, the two chains on his wrists made a soft clattering sound.
Li Mo, standing beside him, gazed at him, then slowly extended one hand in an inviting gesture, before offering the small flower with her other hand, saying, "I snatched this from a monster in another dungeon. You rarely see this in dungeons; it's a very pretty thing. I'm giving it to you."
Yin Xiu glanced around and realized that there were indeed very few flowers in the dungeon, including in the rule town, where there were no flowers, only grass. He had also rarely seen flowers in the dungeons he had experienced. It was indeed not easy for Li Mo to get this thing.
Yin Xiu didn't bother to investigate the amount of information he mentioned about "the monsters in other instances," and was simply thinking about it.
He didn't intend to bind himself to the Gate of Sin because the danger of the Gate of Sin was unclear, but if the Gate of Sin was Li Mo, it seemed that he could reconsider this idea.
This danger was something he was familiar with and understood, so he didn't mind binding himself to it.
Moreover, even if he refuses, Li Mo will definitely pester him.