Chapter 30 (1/2)
”Now it is generally accepted that human evolution comes from the influence of the collective consciousness of the whole planet. There are different names in different places, such as Gaia consciousness, alaiye knowledge and heaven's way... This kind of thing is too complex to explain in detail,” Song Yunwu continued to Qin Yuyao, ”In short, our supernatural existence actually has its roots to check. For example, zombies, Taoists and white bone spirits are derived from Oriental myths, and aliens and superpowers are derived from science fiction.”
”From another perspective, you can also understand that our abilities are actually linked to these fairy tales. In the myth, if zombies do not die, Ximen feeling will not die. When the concept of 'zombie sucking blood' is recognized by the vast majority of people, the myth has changed, and Ximen feeling is inevitably affected and needs to suck blood.”
Ximen Qingtan said: ”that's it. It's all Lin Zhengyu. What's the good magic change? Now everyone thinks that zombies are vampires in the East. I'm also inexplicably affected by seedlings. When the Qing Dynasty was not dead, there was no such trouble.”
Qin Yuyao didn't say a word. She was thinking about what abilities she would gain after ”mutation”. If it was song Yunwu, it would be no different from ordinary people, but it would be too bad to see the sun and suck blood like Ximen.
Thinking about it, she suddenly sympathized with Ximen. She was also a victim. Originally, she could run and enjoy her youth in the sunset, but because of this constitution, she had to starve every day and wrap it into zongzi when she went out.
It's really pathetic. Qin Yuyao thought, couldn't help putting down his chopsticks and got up to hold Ximen Qing.
”Oh ho!” the weather has just turned cold in November. Qin Yuyao's clothes are not too thick. When he holds them over, his plump body is all pressed on Ximen Qing.
Qin Yuyao's figure is still very good, fragrant and soft. It's a pleasure for Ximen Qing to hold her.
It's a pity... The dragon is gone. No matter how comfortable it is, there's no chicken talk.
Her mood lingered between the joy of eating tofu and the faint sadness.
”Well, let's go.” after breakfast, song Yunwu rarely dressed up and went out with Qin Yuyao.
”Wow, what kind of wind is this?” Ximen Qing said in surprise, ”you're going out!”
Song Yunwu glared at her: ”you idiot zombie, I'm going to talk about the serial of Tianlong Babu today! Are you concerned about our works?”
”Er... Have you finished painting the eight heavenly dragons?” Ximen Qing really doesn't know, ”then go quickly and come on.”
A ”working cell” has greatly improved her life. If she had another one, wouldn't she be able to live a well-off life? She is happy at the thought of it.
”Oh, hehe, I'm a senior official of Ximen. I can turn over the salted fish right away!”
Song Yunwu sighed and said to Qin Yuyao, ”look at her strength.”
Qin Yuyao nodded: ”but I have to admit that sister Ximen is very charming, isn't she?”
”What? She still has such a thing as charm?” Song Yunwu looked at Ximen Qing with only an apron and turned his eyes. ”Let the gate take you to see the ophthalmology another day.”
Qin Yuyao smiles but doesn't speak. Song Yunwu has been with Ximen love for so long that she ignores a lot of things.
After they went out, Xiaoguai helped XiMenqing wash the dishes together. When they were almost finished washing, damenzi propped up the wall and walked hard to the living room.
”Ah... Uncomfortable, gee, my head hurts.” Damon Zi fell on the sofa and began to moan.
Simon Qing came to her with the long prepared lemon honey water and handed it to her: ”don't drink so hard if you don't drink well. Thanks to the advice of your colleagues in the hospital, otherwise you will lose your virginity sooner or later.”