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Chapter 64: I’m so hungry oooooooo

As a last resort, Zhou Changyu had no choice but to sleep with Li Jinjin in his arms tonight.

After all, he is really a little scared if he is alone.

Everyone present, except for Yan Xin and Jing Chuan, probably won't be able to sleep well tonight.

After the matter was resolved, Yan Xin limped back to the house with a mahogany crutch.

She made this mahogany crutch today when they were picking fruits, in front of millions of netizens, and the little fat knife that attacked the boy.

Yan Xin had already started planning this when the boy "sneak attacked" her.

I sprained my foot for no reason, this matter must not be left alone.

She returned to the house, turned on the light, and saw the boy curled up on the ground, slowly licking the blood on the ground.

[This, what is going on? 】

Seeing this scene, the system was speechless.

Yan Xin frowned and stepped forward to pull the boy up.

"Uuuuuuuuuah, your blood tastes delicious. Do you have any more? I've been hungry for a long time."

Is this still a vampire?
"I know you will die without blood, just give me a little, okay." The boy rubbed Yan Xin's feet and stretched out his hand to pull at her trousers.

That appearance is so pitiful.

But if you ignore his white face and the dark aura coming from his body.

She is really a little shota who is even more silly and adorable than Xuan Xuan.

Yan Xin stared at his face with a serious expression.

"Do you know who you are?"

"Woooooooooo, I don't know, but that woman is so bad. Not only did she not give me anything to eat, she also beat me. It really hurt when she hit me. Can you take me away? I am easy to support. of."

There was no warmth in Yan Xin's eyes as she listened to the boy's disorganized words and analyzed the system calmly.

"He should have starved to death. From this point of view, he must have been very miserable during his lifetime."

They were not given anything to eat and were beaten.

This is tragic no matter how you look at it.

[Why do I feel that he looks like he was killed? Look at the style of his clothes. 】

"It looks like silk. This is not something ordinary people can afford. This is the suit he was wearing when he died."

Systemically, Yan Xin's eyes were successfully drawn to the boy's clothing style under the black mist.

Even if you are a ghost, you cannot stay naked. These clothes are shrouds for the dead. Even if they become ghosts, they will wear them.

But at most it can only display a translucent image, which is still very poor in pixels. The material cannot be seen very clearly, but the exquisite patterns on it can still be seen clearly.

However, Yan Xin noticed that there were some runes left by the master of metaphysics on the shroud.

It's like trying to suppress something.

"It's really miserable."

It is not easy for Yan Xin to calculate the ghost's life, but what is certain is that he did not have an easy time during his lifetime, and he will be controlled after his death.

"He is a poor man." Yan Xin sighed.

What kind of person would attack a two or three year old child?

[Why on earth did he become like this? 】

The system just felt very confused. Yan Xin lamented that this child was a poor person with only a few words, which really confused it.

Let’s just say, don’t be so hasty, okay?

After taking care of it for a little while, the system just feels that if it continues like this, its program will run out of service.

"Normally, the latest a child learns to speak is around one and a half years old. When he died, he was still two or three years old. Didn't you notice that just now he could only make whining sounds and couldn't speak at all?" [Ah , this is only one aspect, but why can he say it so clearly now. 】

The system still feels confused.

"What you said makes sense, so there are only two possibilities. One is that the child has an IQ problem and was born late in speech. The other possibility is that he has never spoken."

If it is the first situation, the first thing to understand is that this child has been dead for at least two or three hundred years. No one can say what will happen in these few hundred years.

If it's the second kind...

[But you haven’t explained clearly why he can speak all of a sudden. 】

The system information network is huge, and any information that has ever existed on the Internet cannot escape it as long as it is willing.

But at the end of the day, that's just a bunch of data.

The system is also powerless against metaphysics that cannot be explained scientifically.

"Because of the pool of blood."

Although it is strange, it is true.

Yan Xin just trapped the boy here, and the only change was the blood on the ground.

The original body's fortune is not ordinary, so it is not surprising that the blood has special effects on ghosts. Shi Yuanhui said before that if she is eaten, her cultivation will be greatly improved.

There are thousands of mystical disciplines, involving both the Yin and Yang worlds, and the cycle of life and death. Even Yan Xin cannot be sure that he knows 100%.

There were some things that she couldn't explain clearly.

"How should I put it? He died in vain, but he was only two or three years old at most when he died. He couldn't remember anything, let alone hold grudges. His resentment was not that deep, but the first thing he said was that he was hungry, in pain, and someone beat him. , it is very likely that this is repeated frequently.”

[If you say that, it seems clear to me. Is this a suddenly mutated vampire? 】

"It can also be understood that way."

A ghost who had been malicious to her just now and wanted to get rid of her now suddenly became stupid and cute.

Ok……

Although things are very strange, Yan Xin, who has seen too much, can't accept it.

Metaphysics itself is weird, and everything that is reasonable can become unreasonable.

I just don’t know what secrets this child may be hiding behind.

Seeing that Yan Xin ignored him for a long time, the boy hugged Yan Xin's thigh and screamed. There were tears on his white face, and the black energy on his body also disappeared little by little.

"Why are you ignoring me? Woohoo, I'm really hungry."

"Why did you push me?" Yan Xin looked at him calmly, holding her mahogany crutch.

"Ooooooooooooo, I don't, I don't remember anything. Can you give me something to eat? I'm really hungry and my body hurts."

Body hurts?
Yan Xin frowned.

I heard him cry out in pain more than once.

Before, she thought that the pain referred to his subconscious, that is, the memory from his lifetime.

"Do ghosts also feel pain?" she asked.

Ghosts have no skin and flesh, and they can also feel pain, but this pain is a little different from that of living people.

But when they describe pain, they will never use words like body.

"Yes, look at it if you don't believe it." The boy stretched out his white arm and looked at Yan Xin's face, which was covered with dense scars.

Some were burns, some were knife wounds, and there were also traces of stitches and stitches.

Yan Xin frowned, this child is so young, who can be so cruel.

(End of this chapter)