Early the next morning.

Xing Yuanzhi suddenly woke up from the bed.

She struggled to sit up, her green silk scattered, wet and cold, panting heavily, and her head was a little dizzy and palpitating.

It took about a few minutes to calm down before she saw Cheng Jinyang come to the bedside and hand her a glass of hot milk.

Xing Yuanzhi drank the hot milk, and her heart, which was still cramping, seemed to feel better.

"Are you...... How did you hold on? It's been so many years. She held the cup in both hands, slowly feeling the heat on it.

"You're just experiencing a nightmare of full length for the first time, so you're just not used to it." Cheng Jinyang said lightly.

"Accustomed to it?" Xing Yuanzhi muttered.

At the beginning of the nightmare, the two were able to run around energetically, trying to ambush the demons by various means.

After more than 4 hours, this endless escape became torture and torment. After all, nightmares are not games, and when you are tired, you can't press Esc to pause, and you don't even have time to rest.

The longer the time and the greater the stress, the more likely it is to make mistakes, and if you make mistakes, it is easy to die. There is a great terror between life and death, the instinct to survive from the heart, which will squeeze out every potential in the human body.

Xing Yuanzhi felt that she was about to die of scum, and then ...... I don't know how long it took, but I finally woke up.

"How does it feel?" Cheng Jinyang asked.

"Feeling...... It sucks. Xing Yuanzhi sighed, "I'm starting to wonder if I want to continue living here. ”

"You said you had to sleep well every day." Cheng Jinyang showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"No way, I take that back." Xing Yuanzhi got up from the bed and shook her head. "Once a day I think it's too much."

"If it weren't for the effect of increasing the concentration of blood veins, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to support it for so long, you ......" She looked at Cheng Jinyang with complicated eyes, "You can actually get used to it......"

"I don't have a choice." Cheng Jinyang replied.

Xing Yuanzhi picked up the bloodline detector and measured herself: 167 horses, 2 horses.

I measured Cheng Jinyang again: 118 horses, which is also an increase of 2 horses.

The number of demons killed, Xing Yuanzhi remembers very clearly, about forty.

In other words, killing 1 demon can almost have a bloodline purity bonus of 0.05 horses, if you ignore the instrument's detection error.

"It's not bad to think about it." Xing Yuanzhi thought about it and said, "At least there can be a bonus of 2 horses per night." ”

"That's right, but demons aren't that easy to kill." Cheng Jinyang reminded her not to be blindly optimistic, "Don't forget, so far, most of our killing demons have relied on ambushes that rely on terrain. ”

"To put it bluntly, we don't have the strength to deal with demons head-on. In the past, when I didn't have the ability, I relied purely on swordsmanship and fighting, and I could kill up to 4 demons every night. If you don't meet the right starting point, weapons, and environment, you may die nearly a hundred times throughout the night without a chance, so can you accept that? ”

"Of course you can." Xing Yuanzhi said casually, "Even if you die a dozen times, it's still death in nightmares, not real death, isn't it?" ”

"Your mentality is dangerous, Zhi!" Cheng Jinyang's face changed drastically, and he said sharply, "If you don't take the death in the nightmare seriously, be careful to spread it to the real world!" ”

"You mean......" Xing Yuanzhi was naturally not stupid, and immediately guessed what he meant.

"Nightmares are very realistic." Cheng Jinyang said solemnly, "Even if it is a virtual online game, the simulated pain can only be adjusted to 50% at most, just to prevent getting used to pain and death in the virtual world, returning to reality with such a mentality, and only to die because you have no time to react when you encounter danger." ”

"If you're used to dying in nightmares, can you guarantee that you won't still have that mindset when you come back to reality? The survival instinct is more than a burden, Zhi. It's also an indispensable enabler for us to stay alive. ”

"I'm sorry, I see." Xing Yuanzhi said in a low voice, "Also, even if you point out my mistakes, you can't call me Ah Zhi." ”

She scrambled to her feet and stumbled into the bathroom, intending to wash off her sweaty body.

"I'm going to see a doctor outside." Cheng Jinyang's voice sounded outside.

"Okay." Xing Yuanzhi answered in the bathroom.

Take off your dress, turn on the faucet, and meet the cold water spraying out of the shower, as if the whole world has become clean.

Xing Yuanzhi let out a long sigh of relief, and then became a little distracted.

The increase in the concentration of blood was an irresistible temptation for her; However, the blood-stained battles in the nightmare—whether it was the death of herself and Cheng Jinyang, or the death of the demon, were all accompanied by splatters of flesh and blood—just the mere thought of them on her body made her feel the urge to gag.

Cheng Jinyang...... How did you endure it after all these years?

………………

Wu Qimei's clinic is located in the center of the town, about 2 kilometers northwest of Cheng Jinyang's home.

Although her supernatural bloodline is "perceptual manipulation", the main business of the clinic is not mental illness, but ordinary general consultation—in this suburban satellite town, most of the patients who come to her door are common colds with headaches and brain fever, and those who are really mentally ill will not run to her.

Generally, they are sent to Qinglong Mountain to be locked up.

Cheng Jinyang walked into the clinic and saw Wu Quemei writing a prescription in a hurry, asking the patient to take it to the door to find a nurse to prescribe medicine, and then took out a can of beer from under the table and drank it with a grunt.

"Sister Wu, do you still drink at work?" Cheng Jinyang greeted her with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that the patient will smell the alcohol on you?" ”

"You know what, alcohol is used for disinfection." Wu Qimei said nonchalantly, "How normal is it to have a little alcohol in the hospital?" Come, show Sister Wu how you are developing. ”

"I'm here to see here." Cheng Jinyang pointed to his temple.

"yes, so what?" Wu Qimei asked in wonder.

Cheng Jinyang: ..................

Sometimes I don't know if she was deliberately flirting or if I misunderstood.

So he sat down in a chair and stuck his head out. Wu Qimei put two fingers on his temples and began to manipulate perception.

"Well, he's recovering well." After the treatment, Wu Qimei withdrew her fingers and nodded and said.

"Thank you, Sister Wu." Cheng Jinyang nodded and said. The stress that had accumulated due to the frequent deaths in nightmares also disappeared with the end of treatment.

That's right. In fact, I lied to Ah Zhi, not because I was not used to it, but because I came to relieve stress every day.

Cheng Jinyang, who was thinking like this, suddenly saw a person coming out of the inner room of the clinic.

Sister Zhou?

Ah, no, it's not Dr. Zhou Xingzhi, but a beautiful big sister who has never seen it before.

The big wavy curls are highlighted in light brown and draped neatly over the shoulders. The facial features are full and charming, and the measurements are also extremely close to the golden ratio, which is the kind of super perfect body curve that can make people exclaim "I'm okay" just by looking at the silhouette.

She wore a pink knit sweater with a high neck on her upper body and no ...... on her lower body Well, I wore a short white pleated skirt, which was only covered by the hem of the sweater, long over-the-knee boots constrained the tight curves of the calf, and the wonderful thighs were exposed between the skirt and the boots, and their thickness was just right, plump and fat, slender but not fleshy, so great, so great.

Heavenly spirit, earth spirit, retract your gaze! Harvest!

After chanting several times in his heart, Cheng Jinyang quickly retracted his gaze, as if he had nothing to do with Wu Quemei:

"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow......"

"You wait." Wu Qimei stopped him, then turned around and beckoned to the beautiful big sister, "Xinnan, come here, Jinyang is here." ”

"Ah, you're Cheng Jinyang, right?" The beautiful big sister's eyes lit up, and she immediately came over with a smile, "Do you remember me?" I'm your sister Xinnan! Cheng Xinnan! I used to go to your house when you were a kid! ”

"It's Sister Xinnan, haha." Cheng Jinyang said that he had no impression in his memory at all, obviously before the death of the original owner's father.

However, he soon suddenly realized that the name of the person who transferred the living relief money to his account every month from the Cheng family was "Xinnan". Although he didn't know how to pronounce this word, and he hadn't checked it, he suddenly reacted now.

歆, the sound is the same as "heart". The person who transfers money to herself every month is this beautiful big sister.