Chapter 5: ...... in the Age of Big Tech Immortals?
"Thanks. ”
Oops, with this small bench, it's different, it's better to get out of bed, my waist is no longer sore, and my legs don't hurt anymore......
Well, the expression on Zhao Yi's face was finally fixed on the thankful smile, and the stiff neck slowly turned to the left again.
Well, it's still the familiar red dress, or the familiar long black hair, or the pale and cold arms......
Zhao Yi slowly turned his head as soon as he saw half of it, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared into a look of wanting to cry without tears.
He slapped himself on the forehead and said, "Say, what else do you want me to do to let me go." ”
He kept this action and waited for more than ten seconds, but he didn't hear the slightest reply, he was looking at his eyes again, and saw that the female ghost in the red dress had turned around, and the whole figure began to slowly blur.
She's ...... Going?
In the end, the figure of the red dress blurred to the extreme and disappeared into the air.
Zhao Yi was stunned for a long time, and only after a long time did he dare to stand up slowly, reach out and touch the place where the figure in the red dress disappeared, and found that he couldn't touch anything.
It looks like it's a ghost.
"Dingdingding......
"it!"
Zhao Yi was startled by the ringtone of his mobile phone from the factory version, and his weak body almost fell to the ground again.
He didn't rush to answer the phone, but after looking around the room, he didn't see the red-dressed figure again, and carefully folded his hands on his chest, and whispered: "That...... Sister Ghost, answer the phone, don't kill me......"
One second...... Two seconds......
Ten seconds passed, and no one responded to him.
Zhao Yi reached out to touch the phone, and said cautiously while stretching out his hand: "If you don't speak, I'll take you as a default, don't suddenly come out to kill my ......"
After waiting for another five seconds and finding that no one responded, Zhao Yi clicked on the answer button on his phone.
"it! Lao Zhao! Come on!"
As soon as the answer button was pressed, Zhao Yi was not frightened by the female ghost, but was stunned by the explosive roar in the mobile phone, and the whole mobile phone was almost thrown out.
"Lao Zhao, are you listening?"
"Level 10 Alert! Level 10 Alert! Nima is coming......"
"I can't do it anymore! My little heart is about to jump out! Phew! Hoo! Lao Zhao, hurry, hurry up, ...... it"
The speaker of the mobile phone was almost punctured by this voice, and Zhao Yi could hear it very clearly from the voice, these were his three funny roommates.
One phone call three people roared.
I don't know what funny things happened to make these three guys so excited.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing!"
Zhao Yi scolded them angrily, and looked around the room in a second, and after confirming that the female ghost did not appear again, he said again: "What happened?"
"Hey, hey, hey, don't squeeze me......!"
"Doodoo ......"
There was a series of noises on the phone, and then he hung up.
However, Zhao Yi looked at the phone and was stunned, in a daze, he seemed to hear someone shouting on the other side of the phone:
"Hahaha! The goddess is here to tie it!"
"Where is Dong Yiting going!"
......
All the focus is on Dong Yiting's three words.
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's coming to Linhai?
Class?...... She's going to study in the forest?
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 see her in person again, if she goes to school in the forest, maybe ......
Is it still possible......
When he came to the mirror, he didn't come, but as soon as he arrived at the mirror, he saw that his face and neck were covered with blood, and when he looked down, his clothes were tattered, and there was blood stained on them.
"This ......"
Zhao Yi then remembered that he had a car accident.
It seems that the car accident is real!
......
But this is not right, he remembered that he was hit and was about to die, he should not have the ability to walk back at all, but how could he arrive at his little black house as soon as he opened his eyes......
Zhao Yi tried hard to recall it, and some memories were turned out from the shallow part of his mind, presented like a picture.
In a pool of blood, it was a cold hand, and he grasped it with a painful tremble.
"Save ...... Help me......"
"You, would you give me half your life?"
......
"You can be said to be me?"
......
"What is your name?"
......
Zhao Yi trembled his pupils and turned back to the place where the figure in the red dress disappeared.
I remembered!
It turned out that she was the one who saved herself.
No wonder she only drank three mouthfuls of blood, did not kill herself, and explained to herself about the marriage contract......
Zhao Yi walked over slowly, looked at the place where she disappeared, and said, "You... Is it 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 in his heart, and all the previous fear of the figure in the red dress disappeared, replaced by a sense of shame and a sense of loss.
"Have you already left......?"
Zhao Yi regretted a little, even if she was a female ghost, how could she say that she was her own life-saving ghost, how could she treat her with panic.
"She won't really leave, she looks very weak, she has to wait a few minutes to drink blood, what if she dies outside......
Zhao Yi was suddenly a little anxious.
"Silk ......"
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 sharply, only to see the figure in a blood-red dress with long black hair covering his face reappearing in front of him.
Compared to before this time, Zhao Yi had almost no sense of fear, he was able to look directly at this figure, and even looked at her with a little gaze.
"Are you still afraid of me?"
Her voice came from behind her long black hair.
Her tone was still very indifferent, without any trace of mood swings, and it was still so beautiful.
Hearing this voice, Zhao Yi's last trace of fear was soothed by this voice without a trace.
He adjusted his breathing very quickly, and said with a smile on his face: "You, you saved me, how can I still be afraid of you." ”
The woman in the red dress didn't speak, just stood there straight.
Her height is about the same as Zhao Yi, and most of her upper body is covered by jet-black hair, but it is not difficult to see that her waist is very thin.
And the lower body ratio to the upper body is likely to reach the very standard golden ratio, 1:1.618.
Overall, this woman's figure is very good-looking, and even gives people a feeling that they are more iconic than the model.
Zhao Yi looked at her in general for a short time, but she didn't speak.
Zhao Yi felt that she was looking straight at him, very embarrassed, although he was not afraid of it now, but all kinds of scenes of crying father and calling mother appeared in front of him, which made his old face blush.
"Ahem, it was all an accident before, after all, it's the first time I've seen a ghost. Zhao Yi scratched the back of his head just now and smiled awkwardly.
"I'm not a ghost. ”
"Huh, not a ghost?" Zhao Yi was stunned again.
"It's just half a soul now. ”
"Soul...... What's the difference between this and a ghost?"
"This question will not be answered until I regain my memory. ”
Zhao Yi said a few words to her, and she felt that her emotions had been completely relaxed, and her fear of her had already flown out of the sky.
"Aren't you sitting?" Zhao Yi asked.
"No need to rest. ”
With that, she fell silent again.
Zhao Yi felt as if as long as she didn't take the initiative to ask her, she wouldn't take the initiative to speak.
"Then can you survive just by drinking blood?"
"No, I have never drunk blood for three hundred years, and I drink it for the first time today. ”
"Huh?"
Zhao Yi was stunned, he hadn't drunk blood for three hundred years, and he was going to bite when he saw himself?
If she dies if she doesn't drink blood, Zhao Yi can also understand her behavior, but she herself said that she has not drunk blood for 300 years, which proves that she can live without drinking blood.
"Since you haven't drunk blood for three hundred years, why do you want to drink mine?" Zhao Yi asked.
"Restore your senses. ”
"Huh?"
Zhao Yi was stunned by her words again.
What era has this been?
The moon, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have all been inhabited by humans for more than 500 years, so how can there be any mysterious sanity......
Interstellar for more than 3,000 years, yes, that is, modern times, in this era, human beings only believe in science, and fantasy has long been absolutely denied for hundreds of years.
Zhao Yigang wanted to open his mouth to complain about her, but suddenly found a big problem, that is, she is a soul, which is not scientific in itself!
What genes and things are there in modern times, how can we talk about seven souls and six spirits.
If you put 1,000 years ago, a fortune teller, a feng shui master, or something in this era, it is estimated that if you are not sent to a mental hospital, you will be treated as a dangerous patient who has invaded brain cells by an unknown virus, and will be directly isolated.
Since she is a soul, does it mean that there really exist in this world, the so-called ghosts and gods?
In addition, there is another thing that Zhao Yi wants to know very much, that is, how she rescued herself from her dying self.
He could clearly feel the hellish pain at that time, his heart was spurting blood violently, and it was impossible to describe it as bleeding from the seven orifices.
However, she was able to save herself from that kind of injury.
Maybe there really are ghosts and gods in this world......
"Are you...... Legendary immortals?" Zhao Yi asked.
In fact, in this era, the word "immortal" has been very clearly and affirmatively labeled as non-existent.
There is even a feeling that whoever says it is forced to do so.
"It's not an immortal, it's just a half-immortal. ”
"Huh?half-immortal!?"