My golden finger is not right

24,

The guardian is in a very poor state now, because of the relationship between holding him, I can feel his body temperature drop rapidly.

I persuaded him to shrink back into the quilt, but he was unwilling to live or die. In the end, I could only wrap the quilt around myself to minimize the chance of him being frozen.

"Yan Ye, will I just die like this?"

I lowered my head when I heard the words, but only saw the top of his head.

This topic is kind of bad...

Tightening my arms, I comforted me gently: "How is it possible, you are just exhausted now, I believe you will recover after a short rest, don't talk now, let's sleep for a while."

He responded, and then said nothing.

I guess he couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep.

Looking at the candle that was about to burn out in the distance, I just felt lost.

When I said those words just now, I actually had no idea in my heart.

Because according to the knowledge I have learned, if the force used exceeds the load, it will not only cause loss of force.Worst case scenario is——

Backlash.

It's kind of like the theory of stress or something.

Specifically, the human body is like a bag, while the outside world is a bigger bag, with various things floating in it.When the interface between the human body and the outside world is opened, under normal circumstances, things from the outside world will pour into the human body. As for whether the amount of influx is within a reasonable range, it depends on each person's talent.

Some people can control the influx in "seeing" and "hearing", while others can control it in "contact", and those with the most powerful talents can control it in "driving".

But great talent is not necessarily a good thing, the stronger the talent, the more worn it will be during use.Once the wear exceeds a certain range, the interface connecting the outside world and the human body will completely collapse and reverse flow will occur.

That is, the contents of the human body will flow out

These countercurrent things are no accident, they should be fragments of life force or soul.

However, it is generally accepted common sense that the greater the talent, the greater the wear and tear. The reason why those female warlocks who escaped back then did not discover the conspiracy at the beginning was largely because they were not clear about the greater the wear and tear. Finally let the conspiracy succeed.

Now the guardian is probably due to the increase in wear and tear, so there is a problem with the port.

……and many more!

According to this statement, those women who escaped back then were all warlocks who had been drugged and their talents were worn out. When they found out, they no longer dared to use their talents and turned to their families for help.

But in this case, those female warlocks whose talents are basically unusable and who have left the family's shelter, how do they preserve their strength and counterattack after a hundred years?

After all, there are restrictions on the secret arts of the guardian family, and they cannot be passed on to people of other bloodlines.

That is to say, only the children they have with a man from the guardian family will inherit the talent to use these secret arts, and if they marry a man who is not from this family, they will only give birth to ordinary people.

But when they left, it was impossible for any male to go with them, so how did this vice sect continue to be passed down?

Even my own son can use it like a tool, I have no doubt that the method of inheritance must be very terrifying.

"Squeaky-!"

I was thinking, but was interrupted by the movement outside the door.Hearing the sound, it seemed that someone was pushing open the paper door, but for some unknown reason, there was no response after pushing for a long time.

I followed the sound and looked towards the door.

Due to the material of the paper door, I couldn't see what was outside the door.All I could hear was the "squeak" from the paper door.

And probably because of the exhaustion of patience, the visitor gradually became impatient, "he" gave up the way of opening the door, and instead slammed into the door.

"Hey! Wait! I'm going to open the door now!" I was about to place the guardian in my arms, but unexpectedly, the guardian held my hand.

His eyes were slack, his entire face was covered, but he still said in a very strong manner: "Don't...don't...open the door..."

"You will be eaten by her..."

I was shocked when I heard the words, and was about to ask something more, but I heard a girl's voice from outside the door.

"Is there a friend in brother's room? That's great... have friends or something... that... that... can Liu Lizi meet brother's friend too? Ah! Liu Lizi promises not to disturb brother, okay? okay~"

The Liu Lizi outside the door who claimed to be the sister of Shenhu began to act coquettishly, saying that she wanted to meet my brother's friend no matter what.

Her voice sounded so cute, it was easy to imagine her as an innocent little girl with a doll.

The posture of a child can always make people easily let go of their defenses, but sometimes, the backside of an angel is often a devil.

You never know when they will raise their butcher knife against you.

Although the girl outside the door speaks earnestly, inside and outside the words, she looks like a girl who lacks friends and loves her.But in any case, compared to strangers, I trust the guardian in my arms who is obviously suffering, but just endures silently.

Besides, in this family where women are prosperous and men are weak, I don't believe that she will be more unsatisfactory than Shenhu.

Liu Lizi talked for a while, seeing that I was still unwilling to open the door, her voice became sharp: "I already said that I am the younger sister of Shenhu! Why don't you open the door! Why don't you open the door!"

The phrase "Why don't you open the door" was repeated countless times by her, and her voice became more and more high-pitched, until finally it changed into a very scary tone.

At the same time, the whole room began to shake, the dust on the wall flew everywhere, and then the room was full of her words "Why don't you open the door".

At this time, the candle went out.

The room immediately fell into boundless darkness.

When vision fails, people's hearing becomes extraordinarily acute.

I just feel that the repeated words are like a heavy hammer, disrupting my mood.I have never seen such a terrible situation, I was so frightened that I was a little bit out of my wits, I closed my eyes in an evasive manner, and then followed the hand tightly held by the guardian, leaned over, and stuck to him tightly.

After a while, I felt my head was pressed into a cold embrace, and my ears were covered by a pair of cold hands.

"Don't be afraid, she will only make trouble for a while, and she must leave after dark."

A weak voice suddenly sounded in my ear.

It made my eyes red for a moment.

Why do you have to know so clearly!Why do you still want to appease me!You are in very poor health now, do you know it?

But I murmured my lips for a long time, but I just gave a vague "hmm".

At this moment, the movement outside the door was still too loud, but for some reason, I couldn't get scared at all.

"Hee hee hee--!"

"Mom is looking for me, I have to go. But, my brother's friend, you have to wait for me for a while! Because one day I will find you, and then you--

Swallowed! "

"Hee hee hee……"

Her voice gradually faded away, and the house and interior were restored to calm.

After a long time, I was relieved and motioned for the guardian to let go.

According to the instructions of the guardian, I groped for a while before finding the matchbox, and then relit the candle.

Under the illumination of the candlelight, the originally pale face of the guardian became much gentler.Although I also know that this is just a credit to the light.

"Yan Ye, can you tell me a story? I'll probably fall asleep after I finish."

Using the excuse of sleeping with him, I finally persuaded the Guardian to lie down.Before that, I put a coal ball back to report by the way.

"Tell a story... what kind of story do you want to hear?" I gently touched his little head, feeling a pain in my heart.

I know how it is possible for a person who has been backlashed to fall asleep.People who suffer from backlash will be tortured by pain until the body is completely repaired.Falling asleep or something can only be a wish.

But it would be nice to divert his pain a little bit.

"Is there any story with a particularly happy ending?"

I was a little annoyed by this request.

Is it to tell a fairy tale?But now I'm turning around in my head, and I can barely think of a story about an ugly duckling.

Fortunately, the story ended well.

So I organized the language and started using "a long, long time ago"*.

"The ugly duckling is awesome...to finally be with someone who can accept it..."

"Yeah, as long as you work tirelessly, even an existence that is hated by others can finally find its own resting place."

"My... resting place?"

After Shenhu heard this, Wushen's eyes suddenly lit up a little. Seeing this, I hurriedly said: "So, in order to be able to find my own resting place... Shenhu, you must not have anything to do now, you understand?"

Hearing this, he nodded slowly at me, his eyes filled with other things.

I finally relaxed a little bit after seeing this.

After all, before, he gave me the feeling that he was going to go with the wind soon.

Sure enough, fairy tales are precious gifts for children.

No matter how unbearable they were when they were first born. 1

"That's right!" I suddenly remembered something, then took out a whole piece of Jue from my pocket, and pushed it over.

"This is……?"

"Well... this is given to you by a person who doesn't want to be named."

He hesitated for a while, but still took it, and then looked at the candle.

"Can this place be disassembled?" As he spoke, he divided Yu Jue into two pieces, "It looks like it can be closed..."

"Yan Ye!" He suddenly turned his head, stretched out his small hand and handed over half of Jue.

"We're half of us, okay?"