He Has To Be Human, Right? !

"So the injured is your husband, right? Miss Ye."

Ye Ying lowered her eyes, paused for a few seconds before nodding her head.

Her hair was disheveled, but her expression was calm. It's just the fingers pulling each other unconsciously that leaked the state of mind at the moment.

Yan Feng looked at her and sighed slightly in his heart.

Based on the family members of the accident victims he had met, this Ms. Ye was already in a very stable mood. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Ye Ying.

"Miss Ye, wipe your hands."

Ye Ying paused, looked silently at her hands that were so dirty that they couldn't see the color, and took a while to take the handkerchief Yan Feng handed over: "Thank you."

"You are welcome."

Yan Feng frowned, looked at the information he had recorded, and was about to ask the most puzzling point when he heard Ye Ying's voice.

"How is the driver?"

Yan Feng raised his eyes, a little surprised that she still cared about the driver: "The driver was thrown out because he wasn't wearing a seat belt—he's still being rescued."

"no."

Ye Ying raised her eyes and looked into his eyes: "When the accident happened, he was not in the driving seat at all."

Yan Feng looked at her in surprise and frowned unconsciously.

What does this mean?

Ye Ying caught the astonishment in his eyes and sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, no one would believe this matter.

"I'm sorry... I may be too tired."

She was perfunctory, stood up and went to the bathroom: "Sorry, Officer Yan. I'm going to sober up."

Yan Feng watched the back of her leaving, and a colleague came over behind him: "Oh, that driver... just drive without wearing a seat belt, and drive tired... harming others and yourself."

The chubby police officer stepped forward and looked at Yan Feng's notebook with a frown: "But the car crashed into the wall, sandwiching the couple, and Mr. Huang was not on the spot yet... He even protected his wife. unscathed."

Thinking of the mess at the scene of the accident, he couldn't help asking from his soul: "Are these two people superhuman?"

Yan Feng didn't know why, Ye Ying's words echoed in his mind.

The driver wasn't in the driver's seat to begin with... who was driving that car?

It can't be a ghost, can it?

"Where's the driving recorder?"

"destroyed."

...This accident is full of strangeness. Yan Feng frowned, looking at the closed door of the operating room: "Let's go."

After washing his hands and coming out, Yan Feng and the two had already left.

So Ye Ying sat down again, staring at the ground with empty eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

When Zuo Huai rushed to the hospital in a hurry, what he saw was Ye Ying who was as dumb as a puppet.

He walked quickly to Ye Ying and knelt down, looked up at her, and carefully called her name: "Ye Ying."

Ye Ying's pupils slowly focused on his face, as if she had finally regained some vitality.

There was mist in her dark eyes, but she immediately raised her hand to wipe away the tears. Ye Ying's tone was calm: "He's in the operating room. I'm afraid he's seriously injured and won't be able to maintain his human form."

"I know, just leave it to me."

After receiving Zuo Huai's reply, a trace of doubt flashed across Ye Ying's face.

She seems... didn't see Zuo Huai's mouth moving?

Who is that talking?

Ye Ying was distracted by this weird incident, when she saw Zuo Huai's face split in front of her.

Ye Ying: "..."

I'm cracking, is this a hallucination caused by stimulation?

It's not necessarily split. Strictly speaking, it should be another shadow breaking out of his face suddenly like mitosis.

A shadow that looks five points like him.

After the shadow broke free from him, he quickly and neatly turned around, and got in through the gap of the closed door of the operating room.

It looked like a normal human being, but it just slipped in through the gap like a cloud of smoke!

Ye Ying was in a bad mood, pointing to the operating room, stammering: "He, he, he..."

"That's my brother, Zuo Yu."

Zuo Huai smiled: "Can you see him? He is indeed Liu Ye's star."

"Fate star?"

Ye Ying caught this sensitive word and frowned: "He said that as a fairy family, his fate lacks a star, and only my fate can complement him. Could it be..."

"That's right. You are the life star he lacks."

Zuo Huai blinked in surprise: "Did Liu Ye not tell you the details?"

Ye Ying was indeed curious, but at the moment Huang Xize's life or death was uncertain inside, she didn't have the heart to think about it.

Zuo Huai saw that she was so restless that she was out of her mind, so he patted the back of her hand comfortingly: "Don't worry, Liu Ye is not that easy to get into trouble. I have already invited Thirty Thousand Years, and she is coming soon."

"invite?"

This word was used strangely, Ye Ying was stunned for a moment, and just about to speak, saw Zuo Huai's expression suddenly changed.

Became... charming.

It is a kind of coquettish and natural charm, which has nothing to do with appearance. Although... on Zuo Huai's body, there was a bit of disobedience.

Zuo Huai stood up gracefully, looked down at Ye Ying condescendingly, and patted her on the shoulder with distressed face: "Oh, I'm so worried about the child."

Ye Ying understood the meaning of "invitation" this time.

It turned out that he was inviting thirty thousand years old to go to his body? !

Thirty thousand years old who possessed Zuo Huai sat down, side by side with Ye Ying, very close to each other - the intimacy between girls.

She patted Ye Ying's back lightly, comforting: "Aunt Hu is here, don't be afraid."

Ye Ying's body finally relaxed at this moment.

There was finally a crack in her tense expression, but she quickly lowered her head and wiped her eyes.

Ye Ying said in a low voice: "He is trying to save me..."

When the car hit her, she thought she was going to die.

The tires of the bus slipped and turned over on its side. The metal frame rubbed against the road and made a teeth-stinging friction sound. Amidst the sparks splashing, a cyan flame swept over, enveloping her and protecting her properly.

But the weight of the bus produced huge inertia, and it slammed straight into where they were, and they were about to be squeezed to the wall and crushed to pieces.

Ye Ying felt a huge tremor, and Huang Xize held her tightly in his arms, offsetting all the impact for her.

His body was getting heavier and heavier, and finally he collapsed on her body, so heavy that she could hardly hold her. When help arrived, everyone was amazed that she was unharmed.

Not only her, even Huang Xize, who was seriously injured, was shocking - after all, it was a miracle that he didn't die on the spot.

"It's that thing."

Thinking of the bus without a driver, Ye Ying couldn't help trembling: "It was 'it' that found me."

"That evil spirit."

Thirty thousand years old paused slightly when he patted her back.

Nine pickups

Ye Ying raised her head and looked directly at Thirty Wansui through Zuo Huai's eyes: "Aunt Hu, what exactly is 'it'? Why can't even Huang Xize do anything about it?"

He is obviously powerful, and he can protect her from injury every time.

And she could feel that that thing was afraid of Huang Xize.

No matter from the strange hands in front of the door of 2202, or from the fact that it dared not attack only three floors away, it can be seen that it is afraid of Huang Xize.

But why, he was unable to get rid of that thing once and for all, and still gave it a chance, causing himself to be seriously injured?

"And I've moved away from 2202, why is it still catching me?"

Thirty thousand years old Dingding looked into her dark brown eyes and sighed: "It..."

"...a monster."

"A monster born of the tyrannical fury of the heart."

Ye Ying stared blankly at her opening and closing lips, and Thirty Thousand Years looked at Ye Ying with compassion and pity: "Your soul...was branded by it."

Branded? What's the meaning?

Ye Ying looked at Thirty Thousand Lives, meaning that even with Huang Xize by her side, isn't that monster going to let her go?

Thirty thousand years old asked: "Have you heard of ghosts?"

Ye Ying was a little dazed: "Is it the 'claw' in 'Being the Tiger'?"

Thirty thousand years old nodded: "People who are bitten to death by tigers will turn into 'ghosts' after death, and become accomplices of tigers to kill more people."

"So that house is also..."

Ye Ying couldn't help thinking of the children's laughter, footsteps, and reflections on the curtains she heard in 2202.

There are also knots that appear and disappear. Could it be that those who died in 2202 are helping the evil?

"That's right." Thirty Wansui slowly withdrew his hands and folded them on his knees: "They were all innocent victims, but after they died, they lost their sanity and became accomplices."

"As a result, the power of 'it' has become stronger and more greedy. For the branded soul, no matter what, it will eat it."

Ye Ying shuddered when she heard that Thirty Wansui borrowed Zuo Huai's voice to explain everything in a low voice.

So... she is now the prey that 'it' wants to win?

So even Huang Xize, who was protecting her, was involved, and now he is still lying on the operating table in doubt?

Is it all... because of her?

"I shouldn't have said these words to you."

Thirty thousand years old pursed his lips, his simple movements were all seductive - even if he used Zuo Huai's face.

Ye Ying looked at her, and there was a rare hesitation on Thirty Thousand Years' face: "Sixth Lord, he... shouldn't have suffered such a serious injury because of this trick."

"Even if the strength of the Xian family has gradually weakened over the years, and 'it' is nourished by the darkness of the human heart, it becomes stronger and stronger, and it will not push Liu Ye to this point."

"He's going to get hurt because he's always obsessed."

Thirty thousand years old looked at Ye Ying, with a serious and solemn face without a smile: "And you are the key to everything."

I...is the key?

"His strength may be exhausted by you, or it may be enriched by you." Thirty thousand years old blinked at her, showing a bit of naughty like a little girl, and the seriousness just now seemed to be an illusion.

"Ye Ying, how would you choose?"

Ye Ying's eyes were wide open, her lips opened and closed a few times, just about to say something, suddenly there was noise behind her.

She turned around suddenly - Huang Xize's surgery was over!

Ye Ying didn't care about anything else, she stood up and hurried over.

The operation was successful, and Huang Xize did not return to his original shape.

Ye Ying's heart sank into her stomach, she turned her head to look at Thirty Thousand Lives, only to find that Zuo Huai had returned to her usual appearance at some point.

Thirty thousand years gone.

Her words...

What exactly does that mean?