Sheng Dongdong reached into her underwear and started scratching: "Is it here? Then here?"

Up and down, left and right.

After doing this for a few times, Lin Zhensheng immediately felt comfortable, and his whole body felt much better. He couldn't help but sigh: "Okay, okay, okay, it feels so good."

"Brother, what did I just say? Oh yes, I also said that an egg fell from the sky and exploded."

Shengdongdong sat back in his seat, flipping corn, and continued the topic: "Isn't this nonsense? I just noticed it, brother, what's wrong with you?"

Sheng Dongdong didn't pay attention at first. When he looked at Lin Zhensheng, he found that the latter twisted his body from time to time and seemed to be uncomfortable.

"I don't know, I just feel itchy on my body."

Lin Zhensheng scratched his forehead, then scratched behind his ears, and said with a confused look on his face: "You shouldn't, I just took a shower yesterday."

While saying this, Lin Zhensheng began to scratch his lips, neck, and arms again. The itching sensation seemed to spread downwards.

"Brother, are you allergic to something?"

When Sheng Dongdong saw this, he didn't know what to do. He didn't feel any itching on his body.

Lin Zhensheng was very uncomfortable at this time.

This kind of itch is not the prickly itch of being scratched, but a needle that pricks you gently, not deep, just as far as it goes.

It's this kind of constant itching that makes people extremely irritated. If you don't scratch it, it will keep itching again.

And after scratching it once, it will appear in other places.

What's going on?

The itching is inexplicable, and there is no call at all.

Lin Zhensheng sat on the chair as if on pins and needles, scratching here and there, and within half an hour, his body was covered with red streaks.

Obviously this is not enough, there are areas that cannot be scratched, and you need help from Shengdongdong.

"Brother, you can't scratch anymore. Your back is as pale as if it had been whipped with a cane."

"No, hiss~ it's too itchy."

"You can't scratch me anymore, let me rub it for you."

After saying that, Shengdongdong began to rub it with his palms.

Rubbing is not as comfortable as scratching.

Lin Zhensheng felt an unbearable itching on his body and twisted his body, as if this could resolve it.

But all these were in vain. The more he refused to scratch, the more itchy he became. Eventually, Lin Zhensheng was like a bear, rubbing against the wall to relieve the itch.

Sheng Dongdong couldn't stand it any longer, so he stopped her and said, "Brother, stop rubbing against me. I'll lose my skin soon."

Lin Zhensheng also knew it. He clenched his teeth and his eyes were red. He sat next to Shengdongdong, forcing himself not to think about the itch and concentrating on roasting corn.

But the more this happens, the more itchy I feel.

No more.

How could it be so itchy? It shouldn’t be!

Little did he know that he was scratching his eyebrows unconsciously at this moment. Even if redness, swelling and broken skin appeared, he would do nothing and just scratch.

Until Sheng Dongdong, who was standing aside, noticed something was wrong. He turned around and saw that Lin Zhensheng's forehead was bleeding suddenly.

When I came over to take a look, I was shocked.

Oh my god!

The eyebrows are so tight that they are missing!

He immediately grabbed his hand and stopped him: "Brother, brother, you can't scratch it anymore."

"Ah?"

Lin Zhensheng was completely unaware and was still concentrating on roasting corns. He looked at Shengdongdong with a confused look on his face and said, "What's wrong?"

When Sheng Dongdong heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he exaggeratedly said: "Brother, don't tell me you don't know!"

"Know...what do you know?"

Lin Zhensheng was immediately stopped by the question. He couldn't understand what this was all about.

Suddenly I saw a flash of red flowing between my eyes.

Hmm?

What the hell?

With a gentle swipe of his hand, he discovered that it was actually blood!

Lin Zhensheng looked confused and asked Sheng Dongdong with a slight trembling: "What's going on?"

Shengdongdong's cheeks twitched violently a few times, and he seemed to realize something and spoke.

"You stopped talking from the beginning. At first I thought you were thinking about something, but then a very strange scene happened. You kept scratching your eyebrows."

"Even if your eyebrows are bleeding, you are still scratching."

"If I hadn't stopped you, I'm afraid you would still be scratching now."

"Brother, something is wrong with you!"

"Could it be related to...danger alarm!"

Lin Zhensheng frowned when he heard Sheng Dongdong's words, and suddenly seemed to realize something, and immediately turned on the blood-red countdown in the lower left corner.

[Danger Alert: Break out of the Shell]

Looking at the big blood-red characters, he understood it instantly.

Break out of the shell!

Break out of the shell!

It turns out he is the shell!

He is so itchy now because [Danger Alert] wants him to scratch it, so that he will scratch his skin until it peels off.

However, this conjecture is still a good idea.

If he breaks out of his shell, what if he is not himself? What if it is some kind of monster or parasite?

Lin Zhensheng suddenly remembered the many movies about parasites he had watched a long time ago. No one in them had a good ending, even the protagonist had to die.

Damn it!

It can’t really be like this

Lin Zhensheng swallowed, feeling scared for himself.

No more scratching!!!

No matter how this disaster is solved, the first thing is not to scratch it anymore.

But he felt that every inch of skin on his body was itching unbearably, as if his body was covered with honey and countless bees had settled on it. It was simply unbearable for ordinary people.

He wanted to control himself, but his hands always scratched him when he didn't know it, and the scratching was out of control, and he wouldn't stop scratching until he felt comfortable.

This won't work.

Some coercive measures are necessary.

"Dongdong, tie me to a stool!"

Lin Zhensheng immediately took out the rope and threw it to Sheng Dongdong, while he sat on the chair and put his hands behind the back of the chair.

"This... brother, this is not good."

Sheng Dongdong is also very embarrassed to hold the rope in his hand.

Normally, it’s okay to shout brother, brother. There is no such thing as a citizen kidnapping a lord.

Isn’t this identity putting the cart before the horse? No one is big or small, who are they with?

Lin Zhensheng's eyes were red and bloodshot, he was breathing heavily, and said in a bad mood: "I'll tie you up if I ask you to, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"No, no, no, don't worry, I'll tie you up now."

Lin Zhensheng can't be in a hurry. His whole body is so tense now that he can't bear it anymore.

Sheng Dongdong took the rope and circled it left and right, and tied Lin Zhensheng firmly to the chair. He sat aside and said, "Brother, it's tied up."
Chapter completed!