He Has To Be Human, Right? !

Ye Ying was startled, dazed, and numb.

After the initial horror, she fell into deep thought.

She hugged the quilt silently and stared at the monster above her head.

She wanted to speak but stopped, and she stopped talking and wanted to.

monster:"…?"

Ye Ying's little head was running fast.

This picture... looks really disappointing, but think about it...

Not to mention that the weasel has only frightened her from the beginning to the present, and has not really caused her any real harm.

The appearance of this monster was beyond her expectations.

Although this thing has eight legs, it has no hands...

In fact, isn't it just like a gnat, apart from having disgusting legs, it can't do any harm to her?

Under the gaze of the monster, Ye Ying stretched out her hand and silently reached for the shovel standing beside the bed.

Then she sat up slowly, measured the distance with the shovel in hand, and sighed.

monster:"…"

What's the matter, beyond the attack range, are you sorry? !

When Ye Ying stood up from the bed slowly holding the shovel, the monster above her head had disappeared.

"That's it."

Ye Ying sneered, she didn't know if it was because she had a shovel in her hand, or because she was already familiar with haunting, so she didn't have much fear in her heart.

So she turned and tried to put the shovel back in place.

Suddenly, her neck tightened!

A huge irresistible force came, and Ye Ying was hoisted into the air at once!

With all the weight hanging on her neck, Ye Ying immediately dropped the shovel, grabbed the rope loop around her neck with both hands, and struggled hard.

But the rope circle was gradually tightened, and the fingers used to fight for vitality were strangled into the skin at this moment, which accelerated the suffocation.

Ye Ying couldn't use any strength, she just felt the blackness in front of her eyes. In a panic, she overlooked her room from the height of the ceiling for the first time, and her pupils shrank instantly.

On the smooth wooden floor, at some point, a dozen or so people stood densely.

They all raised their heads, silently watching Ye Ying's dying struggle. He leaned back at an extremely high angle, as if his neck was broken and drooped on his shoulders.

They're... laughing.

There are men and women, old and young. A dozen purple faces looked up at her—

laugh.

In Ye Ying's ears, the humming caused by lack of oxygen became louder and louder. She heard the child's laughter again, accompanied by the crisp ringing of bells.

Jingle bells, jingle bells—

The blood vessels are tightened and the oxygen is gradually withdrawn. But the sound of the bell was clearer than before, almost as if it was shaking in her ears.

Her strength was losing rapidly, and Ye Ying's struggle became weaker and weaker. Her consciousness gradually blurred, a large black spot appeared in her vision, and the suffocation was eroding her five senses.

Contrary to what she felt when she fell into a dream, her body was terribly heavy at this moment, and the gravity seemed to be doubled, falling on her fragile neck and being pulled by the rope.

Suddenly, she saw a light.

That light... like a blue flame, ignited her dim eyes.

Consciousness has drifted to an unknown emptiness, even if the strength around her neck has been relaxed, she can't wake her up immediately.

Ye Ying only felt that her body was extremely heavy, and she fell heavily. Her eyes hadn't fully closed yet, but it was obvious that her brain couldn't process what she saw.

Someone held her in his arms, her face was heavy, and she shouted something in a very hasty tone. His face was illuminated by blue flames, and there was a kind of beauty that was not human.

Familiar and strange.

But this smell... this refreshing snow smell, she seems to have smelled it somewhere.

Like...frost and snow on cypresses.

Ye Ying slowly closed her eyes and lost consciousness.

…

She fell into a strange dream.

In the dream, she was firmly held down by a strong figure, with her hands stuck to her neck, unable to breathe.

Ye Ying struggled desperately, scratched and kicked, but couldn't hurt the shadow in the slightest.

The drowning-like feeling of suffocation follows her wherever she goes, but it doesn't end up in a coma like in reality, and she can't get rid of this pain at all.

The shadow was pitch black, slowly approaching her face with a sinister smile.

"look,"

A deep voice sounded in her ear:

"Didn't I still find you?"

As he said that, the figure suddenly appeared.

It is a gigantic weasel as big as a man!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah-!"

Ye Ying sat up in an instant, sweating profusely, and frantically scratched behind her with one hand. She was still in shock and screamed: "I'm here with a shovel!"

I touched it, but I didn't touch it.

Ye Ying's horrified eyes slowly focused.

Then... I was even more surprised.

Everything in front of me is very strange. The mahogany carved bed is finely carved with intricate patterns. Ye Ying took a closer look and found that it was not the usual patterns such as dragon and phoenix, pine, bamboo, orchid and plum.

On the contrary, the picture elements are very rich. Landscapes, fish and insects, birds and animals, flowers, trees and vines form a magnificent scene.

She frowned, and observed carefully, and found that all the beasts were kneeling on their knees, as if... they seemed to be worshiping something?

What is this for, sacrifice?

No, compared to this...

Ye Ying stared dumbfounded at the hanging bed curtain and the antique bed frame, falling into deep thought.

Five seconds later, her eyes lit up, and she punched her right fist on the palm of her left hand: "I have traveled to ancient times!"

"Put on your sister,"

The curtain was pulled back, revealing half of Zuo Huai's face. He looked at Ye Ying and sarcastically asked, "Is the lack of oxygen enough to damage the brain?"

Ye Ying: "..."

Zuo Huai patted the bed under Ye Ying's dull eyes, and laughed, "Where are latex mattresses in ancient times?"

Ye Ying looked at him unkindly: "Why are you here? Where is this?"

Zuo Huai laughed at the guarded look in her eyes, and directly stretched out his whole face: "You still have the guts to ask me? See what you've done!"

Only then did Ye Ying realize that Zuo Huai's right eye had turned black and blue, and she was not surprised: "Why does your dark eye grow on one side?"

Zuo Huai: "God Nima has dark circles under her eyes, it's because of you!"

"impossible."

Ye Ying categorically denied: "Based on my resentment towards you, if you want to fight, you have to strike a balance between the left and the right."

Zuo Huai: "..."

You are so capable, I admire you.

He surrendered in frustration: "You don't know what dream you had, and you have been struggling. I am worried, come over and have a look, and your face was covered with a punch."

puff.

Ye Ying sprayed, Zuo Huai's face was full of resentment: "You still have a smile? Ever since I met you, I haven't encountered any good things, I—"

"Wait... I remember."

Ye Ying frowned, and the chaotic memories in her mind gradually became clear.

The dream she had just now...

Monsters, hanged, and tightly choked by a weasel...

The feeling of suffocation still made her feel lingering fear even after she woke up.

Ye Ying hurriedly took a few deep breaths. She stared at Zuo Huai, her voice sank: "Your nephew did a good job!"

Zuo Huai was stunned for a second, but then he didn't question or ask, but shook his hand desperately, while putting his index finger on his lips to make a "shh" movement.

Ye Ying didn't understand, and asked sincerely: "What are you doing, are you having a convulsion? Why do you keep waving your hands? Are your hands numb?"

Zuo Huai became more and more anxious when asked by her, and his movements increased, making Ye Ying more and more confused.

Just as she was about to continue asking, the next second, a deep male voice sounded not far away: "Nephew?"

Zuo Huai froze, and Ye Ying's eyes widened in shock, asking, "Who?"

Zuo Huai didn't answer.

He took a step back dejectedly, and pulled back the curtain of the bed.

The light from outside suddenly poured into the small airtight space, Ye Ying squinted her eyes, and at the same time felt dazed.

It turned out that it was already dawn.

She slowly adapted to the light, wiped away the physiological tears that were suddenly stimulated from the corners of her eyes, and then...

Then she saw a slender figure sitting on the armchair opposite the bed.

Ye Ying choked for breath.

This is the first time she saw him in the daytime, no...

It should be the first time to see him in "human form" during the day.

The man's hair is slightly lighter in color, the roots are dark brown, and it turns into tea brown at the end of the hair, which looks like it has been plated with gold in the sun.

His facial features are deep and contoured, but there is no sense of exoticism, but a bit of unspeakable extravagance.

It's like a young man with hairpin tassels like a jade tree coming out of an ancient book—different from his slightly lighter hair color, his eyes are extremely black, and he is looking at Ye Ying rightly.

Ye Ying was absent-minded for a moment, and then woke up.

Presumably she had been married for a week, and she only saw her "husband" now—not counting the night of the wedding, when he revealed his true colors.

The man's expression was not as gentle as that night, and he looked at her expressionlessly.

When he is not smiling, he is very sharp, like a knife ready to be unsheathed at any time, with a kind of daunting sharpness.

Ye Ying was completely confused by him, and she no longer looked arrogant in front of Zuo Huai. Not only did she lower her eyebrows, but she also silently wrapped her little quilt tightly, and asked dryly:

"Huang...Huang Xize, right?"

"Then what...Although I won't say that you cheated on the marriage, I did...haven't fully understood you, so I got married in a daze."

"So I... I think it's better to get a divorce now. After all, people, ghosts... people and wolves have different paths, and I don't like beastmen..."

Ye Ying faced Huang Xize's cold eyes, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

After a while, Huang Xize suddenly let out a light snort.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, his demeanor and movements were impeccable, as if he really came from a noble family.

Ye Ying stared at his every move and swallowed nervously for no reason.

Huang Xize put down the teacup, looked at Ye Ying, his lips curled up in a slightly cool arc:

"I've never seen such a stupid woman like you."

Ye Ying: "Oh."

…ah?

Ye Ying stared at Huang Xize with wide eyes: "What do you mean?"

"I was wrong."

Huang Xize changed his voice very happily: "It's not a woman, it's - I've never seen such a stupid person like you."

Ye Ying: "..."

She was hard, fist hard.

Ye Ying laughed back angrily.

Her character is like this - usually a cowardly group, when the anger rises, her courage rises exponentially: "For the sake of protecting animals, I have a good talk with you. Before I have a shovel, I advise you to use mouse tail juice. "

Huang Xize's eyes were cold: "The house with an original price of more than 2 million yuan was sold for 800,000 yuan. Have you ever thought about why there is such a huge bargain?"

"Normal people think with their toes, and they know there is a problem here."

ah? Ye Ying didn't expect that he was talking about this matter, and she was stunned: "Didn't it mean that the owner of the house is abroad and is eager to sell with money..."

"No matter how urgent you are, you won't be able to cut two-thirds." Zuo Huai said with a look of resentment: "To be honest, are you greedy or stupid? Give me a direction, so I can prescribe the right medicine."

Ye Ying: "..."

Be careful, I can't beat that weasel, can I still beat you?

"Because someone died."

Huang Xize's cold voice interrupted the quarrel between the two, Ye Ying was stunned, turned to look at him, and subconsciously asked: "...The previous owner died?"

"Hanged."

Huang Xize said succinctly: "After six owners, there are a total of more than ten people—"

"All hanged in that house."