"He's tired?"

The seventh and third seats looked at the ninth seat who was put on the bed by Shen Qingzhu, and their eyes were a little surprised.

Shen Qingzhu nodded, "We were smoking in the yard at the time, and as soon as he stood up, he staggered and fainted. ”

The third seat walked to the side of the bed, leaned his hand on the forehead of the unconscious ninth seat, sensed it for a moment, and nodded slightly.

"His mental strength is indeed very overdrawn."

"Cut, this idiot, are you crazy so desperate?" The seventh seat put away the fan in his hand and rolled his eyes, "Lord Whispering is not here, who is putting on such a desperate posture to see?" ”

Shen Qingzhu raised his head and stared at the eyes of the cheongsam woman in front of him, and a chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Woman, you have a little respect in your mouth, it's because of someone like you who is cheating and tricky that our progress will be so slow......"

The seventh seat squinted at Shen Qingzhu, "Yo, you two have a really good relationship?" Have they all started to stand up for him? Newcomer? ”

Shen Qingzhu's gaze became even colder.

"Okay, don't talk about it." The third seat said, "Let's all go out and let the ninth seat rest for a while...... By the way, the food in the manor is almost finished, the tenth seat, you go out with the seventh seat to buy a little and come back, this time you don't need to buy too much, just a few days' amount is fine, go and come back quickly. ”

The seventh seat glanced at Shen Qingzhu, snorted coldly, and walked towards the outside of the house.

Shen Qingzhu's eyes flashed with a subtle gleam.

"Okay...... The third seat is an adult. ”

……

Laboratory.

The pale golden sunlight shone through the window, casting a faint halo on the silver-white test bench, and a young man stood on the edge of the platform in a coat, carefully cutting open the skin of the body with a tool.

Jiang Er, who was wearing a long white dress, sat in the corner, watching An Qingyu's movements, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

She gently floated down from the bookshelf and landed in front of An Qingyu, blinking.

An Qingyu came back from her work, looked at Jiang Er's eyes, was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, and said with a smile:

"I forgot you can't speak, wait a minute......"

He turned and walked out of the room.

When he returned, he had a small dark blue MP3 in his hand.

In this era, MP3 can already be regarded as an antique, and An Qingyu rummaged through all the clutter in the attic before finding this rare thing.

He turned on the MP3, adjusted the volume, and placed it next to the test bench.

"The sound quality of this thing is much better than that of old TVs, and it should be closer to your own sound." An Qingyu said with a smile.

Jiang Er stared at the MP3 and raised his palm slightly.

Zizizi......

A faint sound of electrical current comes from the MP3.

"Welcome to FM101.1, here's ...... Zizi ...... Welcome to the lunchtime story meeting, the last book said that Ji Qianming, the ninth emperor of the earth, smashed the divine realm, and then ...... Zizizi...... Follow me in slow motion with my left hand and right hand...... Zizi ......

You...... Zizi, what are you doing? ”

The disturbance of the magnetic field caused the MP3 signal to be continuously disturbed, and after a moment of debugging, Jiang Er finally connected it to his own channel.

Unlike the voice that came out of the old TV before, now her voice is more real, it is the unique voice of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, young and full of youthful atmosphere.

An Qingyu pinched the scalpel in his hand and smiled, "I'm helping you repair your body." ”

"Repair the body?" Jiang Er looked at the intact corpse, "Didn't you already help me put it together?" ”

An Qingyu shook his head, "That's just to facilitate transportation, it's not enough to just put the limbs together, your body has been exposed to the air for so long, it has been widely decayed, I want to help you restore your body to its original state...... Restore yourself to the way you were when you were alive.

I'm going to wipe out all the wounds on your body, rebuild your muscles, bring your cells back to life, and make your skin shine again......

Though I can't resurrect you,

But I will make your body as beautiful as ever. ”

Jiang Er was stunned.

"This ...... Can it really be done? ”

"It can be done." An Qingyu pushed his glasses, "In this world, maybe only I can do it." ”

Jiang Er looked at An Qingyu's eyes and bit his lip lightly, "Why are you helping me?" ”

"In order to preserve the physiology of your brain, I will completely seal your body with cold ice in a while, not only your brain, but your entire body and appearance will be frozen in a frozen state......

I think your appearance should be fixed when it is at its most beautiful. ”

An Qingyu smiled slightly, "Moreover, it is a very challenging thing to bring the dead body back to life, and I have always wanted to give it a try." ”

His smile was very simple and quiet, like the sun shining from the window, and there was not the slightest distraction in those clear eyes.

Even if he was holding a knife at the moment, standing next to the corpse, it would not make people feel gloomy or dark at all, but rather make people feel like a spring breeze.

Jiang Er looked at his smile, and his spirit was a little trance.

"Thank you......"

After a long time, her voice slowly came out of the MP3.

"No thanks."

An Qingyu lowered his head and continued his restoration work, in his hands, the body full of corpse spots and blood scabs was gradually returning to its original appearance......

Jiang Er sat silently on the sidelines, watching his body come to life in the hands of the young man, which was a wonderful feeling.

"I ...... Will there really be eternal life? Jiang Er asked softly.

"Do you want eternal life?"

“…… Don't want to. Jiang Er was silent for a moment, "I can only move around my body for one kilometer, like a bird trapped in a cage, like a fish in a tank...... If you lose your freedom, even if you can survive for a long time, you will only be a prisoner of eternal life.

I don't want to be a prisoner......"

An Qingyu nodded, "I can understand your feelings, in fact, it is not rigorous to say that it is immortal......"

He raised his head and looked into Jiang Er's eyes, "It should be said that as long as I live, you will not die." ”

Jiang Er looked at the young man's face and was stunned.

"My ice will seal your body, and as long as the ice is there, your [Psychic Field] will continue to function, and you will be able to continue to exist......

If one day I die, the ice and snow will melt,

After three days, you'll be completely gone. ”

The breeze blew slowly from the window, lifting a corner of the white curtain and brushing Jiang Er's ethereal body.

She looked at An Qingyu in a daze for a long time, and a helpless and bitter smile appeared on her cold face.

"So, my fate is already tied to you?"

"Hmm."

"But I don't know your name yet." Jiang Er lifted the black hair in his ears, stretched out his white palm, and spoke softly,

"My name is Jiang Er, Jiang of Jianghai, Jiang of Erhai."

"My name is An Qingyu." He smiled and said, "Fish of fish." ”

His palm passed through the pale golden sunlight and gently held it with the empty hand.