my fairy fiancee

Chapter 5: Immortals in the era of big technology?
"thank you."

Oh, it's different with this small bench, getting out of bed is easier, my waist is no longer sore, and my legs are no longer hurting...

Well, the expression on Zhao Yi's face was finally fixed on that thankful smile, and his stiff neck slowly turned to the left again.

Well, it's still that familiar red dress, that familiar long black hair, and that pale and cold arm...

Zhao Yi just turned his head back halfway through seeing the child, the smile on his face slowly disappeared and turned into a look of wanting to cry without tears.

He slapped himself on the forehead and said, "Tell me, what else do you want from me before you let me go."

He kept this movement and waited for more than ten seconds, but he didn't hear a single reply. He looked into his eyes again, and saw that the ghost in the red skirt had turned around, and the whole figure began to slowly blur.

Is she... leaving?

In the end, the figure in the red skirt blurred to the extreme and disappeared into the air.

Zhao Yi was stunned for a long time again, before he dared to stand up slowly, reached out his hand to touch the place where the figure in the red dress disappeared, and found that he couldn't touch anything.

It really looks like a ghost.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

"Fuck!"

Zhao Yi was taken aback by the ringtone of his factory version, and his weak body almost fell to the ground again.

He didn't rush to answer the phone, but looked around the room, didn't see the figure in the red dress again, folded his hands carefully on his chest, and said in a low voice, "That... sister ghost, answer the phone, don't kill me……"

One second...two seconds...

After ten seconds, no one responded to him.

Only then did Zhao Yi reach out to touch the phone, and while stretching out his hand, he said cautiously: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence, don't come out suddenly and kill me..."

After waiting for another five seconds, Zhao Yi clicked the answer button on the phone when no one responded.

"Fuck! Old Zhao! Come on! Come on!"

As soon as the answer button was pressed, Zhao Yi was not scared by the female ghost, but was stunned by the explosion-like roar from the phone, and almost threw the whole phone out.

"Old Zhao! Are you listening!"

"Alert level ten! Alert level ten! Nima, come quickly..."

"I can't do it anymore! My little heart is about to jump out! Huh! Huh! Old Zhao, hurry up, hurry up..."

The phone's speaker was almost pierced by the sound, and Zhao Yi could clearly hear from the sound that these were his three funny roommates.

One phone call and three people yelling.

I don't know what interesting things happened to make these three guys so excited.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing!"

Zhao Yi scolded them angrily, while looking around the room for a second, and after confirming that the female ghost did not appear again, he said again: "What happened?"

"Hey, hey! Don't squeeze me! Damn..."

"Beep beep..."

A series of noises came from the phone, and then hung up.

But Zhao Yi stared at the phone in a daze. In a daze, he seemed to hear someone shouting on the phone:
"Hahaha! The goddess has come to our department!"

"Which class is Dong Yiting in! Which class is she in!"

……

All the focus is on the three words Dong Yiting.

Zhao Yi continued to stay for a long time, as if he cared about this moment, he forgot that there was a female ghost in his room.

She hasn't left yet?

She came to Lin Hai?
class?Could it be that... She is going to study in Lin Hai?

After a long time, Zhao Yicai suddenly came back to his senses. He quickly put away his mobile phone, and dragged his painful body to the mirror.

Since she hasn't left yet, it's better to go see her in person again. If she is studying in Lin Hai, maybe...

Is it possible...

When I came to the mirror, it was fine if he didn’t come, but as soon as I got to the mirror, I saw blood all over my face and neck. Looking at it again, his clothes were torn and torn, and they were also stained with blood.

"This……"

Only then did Zhao Yi remember his car accident.

It seems that the car accident is real!

……

But this is not right, he remembered that he was hit and almost died at that time, he should have no ability to walk back, but why did he arrive at his own little black room as soon as he opened his eyes...

Zhao Yi tried hard to think back, and some memories were pulled out from the shallow part of his mind, and presented like a picture.

In a pool of blood, it was a cold hand, and he grabbed it trembling in pain.

"help me……"

"You, would you like to give me half your life?"

……

"You can be said to answer me?"

……

"What is your name?"

……

With trembling pupils, Zhao Yi turned back to the place where the figure in the red skirt disappeared.

I remembered!I remembered it all!
It turned out that she saved herself.

No wonder she only drank three sips of blood, didn't kill herself, and even explained to herself about the marriage contract...

Zhao Yi walked over slowly, looked at the place where she disappeared, and said, "Are you... still there?"

One second, two seconds...

After waiting for about ten seconds, he didn't see any reaction in the room.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little disappointed. All the fear of the figure in the red dress disappeared, replaced by a sense of shame and a sense of loss.

"Have you left..."

Zhao Yi felt a little regretful, even if she was a female ghost, she was still her own life-saving ghost, how could she treat her with panic.

"I can't really leave, she looks very weak, and I have to wait for a few minutes to drink blood. What if she dies outside..."

Zhao Yi suddenly became anxious again.

"Sisi..."

Just when he didn't know what to do, the sound of hair rubbing against the ground suddenly came from behind him.

He turned his head abruptly, only to see the figure in a blood-red dress with his face covered by long black hair reappearing in front of his eyes.

Compared with before this time, Zhao Yi had almost no sense of fear. He was able to look directly at this figure, and even sized her up a little with his eyes.

"Are you still afraid of me?"

Her voice came from behind her long black hair.

Her tone was still very calm without any trace of emotional fluctuations, and it was still so beautiful.

Hearing this voice, Zhao Yi's last trace of fear was soothed by the voice.

He adjusted his breathing very quickly, and said with a smile on his face: "You, you saved me, why am I still afraid of you."

The woman in the red dress didn't speak, and just stood there straight.

She is about the same height as Zhao Yi, and most of her upper body is covered by black hair, but it is not difficult to see that her waist is very thin.

And the ratio of the lower body to the upper body is likely to reach a very standard golden ratio, 1:1.618.

On the whole, this woman's figure is very good-looking, and even gives people a feeling that she is more beautiful than a model.

Zhao Yi took a general look at her in a short period of time, but she didn't speak.

Zhao Yi felt that she was looking straight at him, which made him very embarrassed. Although he said he was not afraid now, all the scenes of crying father and mother came before him, which made his old face blush.

"Ahem, it was all an accident before, after all, it was the first time I saw a ghost." Zhao Yi just scratched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly.

"I'm not a ghost."

"Ah? Not a ghost?" Zhao Yi was taken aback again.

"It's just half a wisp of soul now."

"Soul... What's the difference between this and a ghost?"

"This question can only be answered after I recover my memory."

Zhao Yi said a few words to her, and felt that his emotions had been completely relaxed, and his fear of her had already flown beyond the sky.

"Aren't you going to sit?" Zhao Yi asked.

"No need to rest."

After saying this, she fell into silence again.

Zhao Yi felt as if as long as he didn't take the initiative to ask her, she wouldn't take the initiative to speak.

"Then you can survive as long as you drink blood?"

"No, I have never drank blood in 300 years, and I drank it for the first time today."

"what?"

Zhao Yi was stunned. He hadn't drank blood in 300 years, so he wanted to bite him when he saw him?

If she would die if she didn't drink blood, Zhao Yi could understand her behavior, but she said that she hasn't drunk blood in 300 years, which proves that she can live without drinking blood.

"Since you haven't drunk blood for 300 years, why do you want to drink mine?" Zhao Yi asked.

"Recover sanity."

"what?"

Zhao Yi was stunned by her words again.

What era has this been?

The moon, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have been inhabited by human beings for more than 500 years, so why are you talking about mysterious wisdom...

Interstellar has been around for more than 3000 years, that's right, modern times. In this era, human beings only believe in science, and fantasy has been absolutely denied for hundreds of years, okay?

Zhao Yigang wanted to complain about her, but suddenly discovered a big problem, that is, she is a soul, which is not scientific in itself!

In modern times, there are all kinds of genes and stuff, so how can we talk about seven souls and six souls.

If fortune-tellers and Fengshui masters from 1000 years ago were placed in this era, they would probably not be sent to a mental hospital, but would be directly isolated as dangerous patients whose brain cells had been invaded by an unknown virus.

Since she is a soul, does that mean that there really are so-called ghosts and gods in this world?

In addition, there is another thing Zhao Yi wants to know very much, that is how she rescued her dying self.

He could clearly feel the hell-like pain at that time, and his heart was spurting blood violently. It is impossible to describe the bleeding from the seven orifices.

However, she was able to save herself from that kind of injury.

Maybe in this world, there really are ghosts and gods...

"Are you...the legendary immortal?" Zhao Yi asked.

In fact, in this era, the word "immortal" has been clearly and definitely labeled with various virtual non-existent labels.

There is even a feeling that whoever says it is second-handed.

"It's not a fairy, it's just a half-celestial being."

"Huh? Half Immortal!?"

(End of this chapter)