Chapter 44: I Had a Nightmare
Yin Zhi sighed, his eyes swept over the Chiba vine, and said coolly: "I have been in contact with the dead cub since it first appeared, and it closes its spirit and rejects everything from the outside world, so although it tortures a little, it can ensure the stability of the dead cub's soul field." β
He loosened the grip on the toddler, and the little hand fell with gravity, falling softly on his lap.
Chen Yingying didn't speak, but just reached out and withdrew the instrument, opened the sealing lid and poured out the thin powder mist inside, controlling the wounds that were evenly covered with the silver-haired man's exposure.
In a moment, the originally hideous wound was as if it had never appeared, Yin Zhi made a chest expansion, put his hand on the injured shoulder, shrugged his shoulder, turned around again, relocated the exposed half of his body in his clothes, and said lazily: "Comfortable." β
Psychic power and spiritual power are unimpeded.
He stretched out a hand to the toddler's waist, and lifted it up like that, watching the child's little hands and feet drooping softly downward, as if he had lost his bones, half-open eyes and lifeless, and his little body spasmed from time to time, and his tone was inexplicable, "You don't look like she is a medicine scum." β
He put the child on the stool, touched the exposed little belly, the skin was redder than other places, and there were no other wounds, and she straightened her clothes, and said with great disgust, "The disgusting thing made Lao Tzu's clothes are wet everywhere, and he is unlucky." β
He poked the child's head without mercy, and said sarcastically, "Waste snacks, if you are not so weak that your spiritual energy cannot be released, you will not suffer this sin." β
Chen Yingying packed up the equipment, and her voice was silent in the jingling bell, "When can I release it, I still have to be guilty of implanting a psionic control device." β
The silver-haired man thought about it, shouted that the cube robot that had been on standby brought a water bath and put it on the operating table, adjusted the temperature, and went in to release the dark blue liquid from his palm, and his tone was inexplicable, "Waste utilization, Lao Tzu is going to eat boiled cubs today." β
Chen Yingying walked over while wiping her hands with paper and reminded: "She is too small, so she should be thin." β
The man took back a lot of the liquid, mixed it with water, and the basin changed from dark blue to light blue.
After everything was done, he began to help the child undress, and turned his head to look at Chen Yingying halfway through, "Your ability-", paused, lowered his head and continued to undress, "I don't need it." β
Chen Yingying stood there watching him tinker, and suddenly said, "I'll come." β
The corners of Yin Zhi's mouth were shallowly hooked, and he was full of interest in swinging Yin, and categorically refused, "Aren't you tired of tinkering with experimental subjects every day?" Let me play. β
The tall man tucked his silver hair back to prevent it from obscuring his vision, clumsily scooped up the pale and immature mass on the table, and carefully soaked it in the water.
A few bubbles bubbled out of the water, staggering out of the water, and shattered with a "pop".
Chen Yingying watched calmly and asked a question that hit the soul of the Yin Rank, "Are you going to drown her first?" β
"Ah grass, I forgot." The man was in a hurry to lift the toddler's head out of the water, and his hand, which was very stable no matter what weapon he held, was now a little trembling, and it was already a very soft ball, and now he was so out of force that he couldn't control his body, and it was even softer.
He held this fist-sized little head, like a ball of cotton, and he was flustered.
There was no panic during the massacre.
Yin's expression became more and more serious, staring intently at a small mass in the light blue.
The little one who choked on the water coughed lightly twice, some water dripping out of his nose and small mouth, squinted his eyes uncomfortably, hummed twice, and struggled to move his little hand to find his thumb to hold.
He gently hooked the little hand, which was a little bigger, which made people feel some wonderful feelings in their hearts.
Yin Zhi's body temperature is low, so he is particularly sensitive to the warmth of his fingertips, and the cub will occasionally hold his fingers a little tighter when his body spasmsβand it will be a little warmer.
"I don't understand." He whispered, his hands still in the position of supporting the little head, and he looked at the cub with a very serious gaze.
For a long time, he lived in the world, but he seemed to be separated from the world again.
"She's upset, thinking you can save her." Chen Yingying knew all about the subject's mind - though he wouldn't necessarily admit it.
"Oh." Yin Zhi replied softly.
"But now that you don't have Ling Zhou's aura on you, it won't be like this when she notices this." Chen Yingying analyzed rationally and stood still on the sidelines.
Yin Zhi didn't speak, the expression on his face slowly darkened, and the original gloom was gradually covered by dark clouds.
As if in response to Chen Yingying's words, after a long while, the cub moved slightly, and his half-closed eyelids slowly opened.
Young children's emotional changes are very layered.
It was empty at first.
Then it gradually turned into a confusion.
In the end, he seemed to remember something, let go of the hand holding Yin Zhi, his eyes were a little more panicked, and his little arms and legs moved weakly to get up from the water.
The next second.
With a "plop", the child fell into the water, and pressed her hand on the child's chest and abdomen with a gloomy expression, but she drowned in the water with little force.
His hand was held steady, unfazed.
Indifferently watched as the cub struggled for a few moments before gradually falling silent, the gloom on his face as if it could drip water.
He wiped his hands on his clothes in disgust, cursed "dead waste", and turned around and disappeared in place.
Chen Yingying watched everything calmly, and only after Yin Zhi left, did she reach out and fish out the silent toddler in the water.
Yin Zhi didn't want to kill her, otherwise if he didn't control the force, she would have turned into a puddle of minced meat, and he just wanted to torture her to vent.
With his head hanging limply around his neck and his eyes foggy, he found a stool to sit on, let his little body lie on his lap, and patted his back.
After a while, there was a slight vibration from his hands, and the child gradually coughed, and a puddle of water slowly splashed on the ground.
After coughing, there was a small sob, and the originally soft neck also had the strength to lean up, Chen Yingying pulled a big towel to wrap the child, held it vertically in his arms and patted his back gently.
The toddler's heart-rending cry was different from that of other children in order to attract attention, small sobs rang in his ears, mixed with aggrieved choking, the little face was flushed, and the big eyes were confused and rolled down big tears.
She didn't know why she was crying, but her heart was full of fear and trembling.
Chen Yingying's voice was low and cold, and her tone was unwavering, "What's the use of crying." β
Reaching out and conjuring a syringe, he expelled the air with one hand, and with the other hand, he grabbed a small pile of flesh on the child's arm and plunged it straight in.
It didn't take long for the child in his arms to die down and fall into a deep sleep.
Chen Yingying methodically dried the child's hair, dressed one by one, handed it over to the robot and gave it a good command to send it back.
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Intense fear exploded in my heart.
Yi Yue opened her eyes violently, holding one hand to her chest, panting for breath, her heart pounding too fast as if she was about to fly out.
When she woke up this time, she felt something very different, and the connection with Chiba Vine was clear enough for her to ignore.
She could now vaguely sense whether it was asleep or awake, rather than not knowing how it was until it spoke.
Chiba vine is in a rare lucidity.
The stomach is heavy and desperate for an outlet.
Yi Yue muttered to Yi Muge in her heart: {I had a nightmare.} ο½