Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Fu Yian staggered when he was pounced on, and looked a little unhappy, especially when he smelled the faint stench of decay, he felt like he was holding a corpse.

No, it was a corpse.

His eyes were full of disgust, and he reached out to pull the person away.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Sakurako was now extremely flustered. She didn't even bother to look at the other person's expression. She curled up her body and slowly recounted what had happened, fear in her voice.

Fu Yian remained silent after hearing this, and spoke after a long time.

"You mean, you saw someone who looked like me and had special abilities to deal with you? That's what you mean."

"Yes, he is very powerful. I managed to escape with great difficulty. I can't go out hunting recently. Master, can you give me some blood?"

Sakurako's eyes were full of desire. If she didn't eat the soul, the wound on her shoulder could only be controlled by the owner's blood, otherwise this body would rot.

Fu Yian said unhappily: "No, I will find a way to find your soul for you. Since the Imperial City is not convenient, then you can go to another city."

"In the countryside or in the mountains, even if someone dies, no one cares too much. Do you understand what I mean?"

"...Oh, well, Master will go too."

"No, I have something important to deal with. After that, I have to go back to study abroad. You need to heal your injuries as soon as possible. Go and help me deal with this person early."

Yingzi hung her head and said weakly, "Yes, Master, Yingzi will listen to you."

Seeing that she agreed, Fu Yian's expression eased a lot and he returned to his usual polite and courteous self: "Yingzi, I will definitely take you out to play when I have time in the future."

"For now, please be patient."

"Um"

It was late at night and everything was eerily quiet.

Sakurako's wound was in excruciating pain. The pain was not in her body, but in her soul. She couldn't sleep even though she was a corpse, so she could only get up and walk around the yard.

I unknowingly came to the backyard, sat in the yard looking at the moon, enduring the pain in my soul.

Old Mrs. Fu was thirsty in the middle of the night, so she got up to get a glass of water. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure in the yard, motionless, and was startled.

He put his hand over his pounding heart and muttered to himself.

"Who is it? Sitting in the yard in the middle of the night? Oh, you almost scared me to death."

After shouting and seeing no one paying attention, Mrs. Fu walked over.

He reached out and patted it, but before he could say anything, he saw a pair of blood-red eyes, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"you you……"

Yingzi reached out to catch the person who fell limply, and she became even more irritated: "You old woman, you're everywhere. Can't you just be quiet? I'm so annoyed."

His eyes fell on her face, and he murmured, "Why don't you try to see if you can help me relieve the pain? After all, she is the master's grandmother, so it should be of some use."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned red as if they were about to bleed.

Yingzi greedily absorbed the already limited vitality of Mrs. Fu, and felt comfortable all over, so comfortable and warm, and her soul no longer hurt.

In his mind, he suddenly thought of the master's warning, and shuddered instantly. He stopped sucking the old lady's vitality and sent her back to the room.

Before leaving, he glanced at the old lady's pale face, and left briskly as if nothing had happened.

The next morning, when the old lady got up, she felt weak and tired all over, and her mind was a little dazed.

I vaguely feel like I forgot something, but I just can't remember where it is.

Fu Mingan just took a look and was shocked: "Mom, why do you look so bad? Did you not sleep well? Why don't you go to the hospital for a check-up?"

Mrs. Fu waved her hands and said weakly, "No need. You know, I hate going to the hospital the most. Those places are dead and uncomfortable."

"Yawn, I probably didn't sleep well. I feel a little tired. This is really strange. I wasn't like this before."

Sang Ning was also a little worried and whispered, "Mom, this feeling of discomfort is no small matter. I'm fine today, so I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup."

"Oh, it's so annoying. I won't go. No matter who tells me not to go, I won't go. If I go, there will be endless inspections. It's so annoying."