When blood clan meets metaphysics

Lowering her head slightly, Ye'an tapped the table with her fingertips one after another.

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His eyelashes are very long, and when he lowers his head, the eyelashes slightly cover his eyes. At first glance, he looks very young, and his body also lacks that sense of alienation, as if a foot stepped into the world from outside the world.

Mr. Ye is old and sophisticated in people and the world, and he is used to observing words and expressions.

Sensing Ye'an's impatience, it was indeed late at this time, and if it was delayed any longer, it might be dawn.

"Mr. Ye'an, it's getting late, I'll ask Yeli to take you to rest first..." Old Master Ye paused in the middle of speaking, and asked uncertainly, "Um...do you need to rest?"

Ye An nodded slightly, "Yes"

Hearing this, Old Master Ye heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly winked at his green-faced son.

There was a moment of silence in the house.

After a while, Ye Li said dryly, "Mr. Ye An, please follow me."

Yeli, who was walking in front, had his knuckles turning white from tension, and his hands were tightly clutching the hem of his clothes. He still remembered that the other party said just now that his soul smelled good!

Ye An followed behind without saying a word.

In the quiet corridor, there was only the rustling of the green leaves on the branches, Yeli's face turned paler, he couldn't hear the footsteps behind him, and he didn't dare to turn his head to confirm whether the person was still there or not. Just keep walking forward.

Seeing Ye Li's back disappearing from sight, Ye An pushed the door open and stepped into the room.

The buttons of the long-sleeved shirt are tightly buttoned, and they are being unbuttoned one by one by a pair of slender, white fingers, followed by the trouser buttons...

In the bathroom, Ye'an had broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs, eyes half-opened and half-closed, lying lazily in the bathtub with his hands hanging by the bathtub, as if he had fallen asleep.

Afterwards, Ye'an's half-closed eyes were completely closed, and the invisible mental power spread bit by bit, silently.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, but his face was obviously gloomy.

"There are only five left..."

Ye An couldn't remember how many times this was the first time she woke up from a deep sleep, and the cycle seemed endless.

People always yearn for longevity and immortality, because they are afraid of death, unable to give up what they have, and greedy for more. So far, the people Yean has met who want to live forever cannot do without these three types.

Many of the same race never woke up after falling asleep, not because they couldn't wake up, but because they didn't want to wake up.

They have survived for too long, causing sensibility to slowly dissipate, rationality occupying a high position, and love, hate, likes and dislikes are gradually stripped away over time, and it is difficult to arouse a ripple in their hearts.

Is it necessary to live like this?

Excluding those who are still sleeping, there are only five members of the same family who are active in the world.

How sad it is for a race.

The vampires are Ye'an's group, and they are completely different species from the widely circulated vampires in the world. They have nothing in common except that they also need to suck and donate blood.

When the blood clan was at its most prosperous, there were nearly [-] people. Yean also met many other blood clans in the long river of time. They discussed the changes of the times, talked about the anecdotes they met, and introduced their friends to each other.

They lived very well then.

But the mutation happened silently. When Ye'an woke up from a deep sleep again, the number of blood races that were originally nearly ten thousand became less than one. The surviving blood races didn't know what happened, they only knew that they were lucky enough to survive Blood races have one thing in common, they were all asleep when the mutation happened.

At that time, all the active blood races disappeared without a trace, not even a corpse was left behind.

It's like... erased from the world.

Since then, the chances of Ye An meeting his own family members have become less and less, and he has not even seen a single family member in the past few hundred years.

In the early morning of the second day, Yeli's face was slightly haggard. It was obvious that he didn't have a good rest last night. His materialism has been broken for so many years, and his three views cannot be reshaped in one night.

The closer he was to Ye'an's residence, the farther his thoughts drifted.

Since there is such an unreasonable existence as a blood race, then... Will there be other unspeakable things?

Suddenly, Yeli stopped.

He remembered, yes!

In the early years, I heard that the only son of the Bai family was weak and sick since he was a child. The Bai family took him around to burn incense and worship Buddha, and Taoist monks haunted the family all the year round.

He thought it was feudal superstition at the time, but what if it wasn't feudal superstition?

Thinking of this, Yeli raised his hand to cover his face in a daze.

He seems to have missed the opportunity to understand the truth of this world more than once, and vaguely remembers that there are still...

"What's up?"

Ye Li's thoughts were interrupted by this voice, and after a closer look, he realized that he had been standing in front of Ye An's residence at some point.

The door of the room has been opened, and Ye An half leans on the door and looks at him quietly.

"..."

After a while, Yeli woke up like a dream, wiped off the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Well, Mr. Ye'an, my father asked me to invite you to dinner, the old man said that you can eat... …right?"

Ye'an only answered two words, "Lead the way."

The dinner table for four people was quiet, with only a slight sound of chewing, and no one spoke.

Ye An ate very little, he was more like a connoisseur than a meal. If you observe carefully, you will find that the colors of the few dishes he used with his chopsticks are very bright and beautiful.

Not long after, Ye'an put down his chopsticks, and the three members of Ye's family also tacitly stopped moving their chopsticks.

"You continue to eat, don't worry about me."

Grandpa Ye asked: "But the food doesn't taste like Mr.?"

"No." Ye'an explained: "I can't get energy from human food, so I can eat it or not."

Mr. Ye wisely didn't pick up the topic, and changed the subject and said: "Sir, the person you asked to pay more attention to yesterday did have problems after the investigation. He was involved in both gambling and drugs. His hometown is a feudal village. The whole village Because that person is the only one in the village who is worthwhile, he even kidnapped a lot of poor children... If you hadn't reminded me, sir, I don't know how many children will suffer!"

The more Mr. Ye talked about this topic, the more angry he became. That man has only been in the Ye family for three months, and his behavior is still restrained. If he waits longer, he may harm many people in the name of the Ye family.

Ye'an clasped her hands between her legs, her face remained unchanged, her tone was calm, "How to deal with it?"

"The police have been called, and the police have sent people to his hometown."

Ye'an nodded and didn't speak again, obviously not intending to continue this topic.

"Sir, it's been so many years since you woke up. You must not be very clear about many things now. Ye Qing will be by your side recently. Just ask him if you have any questions." Looking at the quiet grandson, Ye Qing The old man asked again: "Ye Qing, take good care of your husband, and come to me directly if you can't handle it, do you hear me?"

Ye Qing's shoulders trembled slightly, mustering up her courage, she quickly raised her eyes and took a look, only to see that Ye An was still sitting upright, neither agreeing nor objecting.

Looking at Grandpa's threatening eyes again, there was obviously no room for negotiation, Ye Qing could only nod resignedly, "Okay, Grandpa."

The corner of Yeli's mouth twitched a few times, but he still swallowed his objection, no matter how his father would not harm his grandson... right, right?

"Mr. Ye'an, this... this is called a mobile phone, it can make long-distance calls, you can do this, and this..."

"Mr. Ye'an, this is called a TV, and you can watch many things without leaving the house..."

"Sir, this is an air conditioner, warm in winter and cool in summer, isn't it amazing?"

"Sir, try this again, it's called a computer..."

A month later.

Ye'an felt that he had encountered a magical era.

This era is both convenient and inconvenient.

Although the night house is in Shangjing, the old house is located in a suburb far away from the busy city. It is backed by green hills and faces the lake. There are tall pines in the mountains and lush green grass by the lake.

Ye'an woke up from Qingxuan Mountain, which is backed by Ye's house, and was very weak when he woke up. After going down the mountain, he went straight to Ye's house, and missed many new things on the way.

In the early stage, he stayed in the old house and learned about this era through mobile phones, computers, and TV.

Later, he didn't want to see the world through a screen, so he took Ye Qing and left the old house directly.

It wasn't until he entered the city that he truly realized what a different era he had come to.

"Is that also the surveillance you mentioned?"

Ye An asked, pointing to a round protruding thing.

"Yes, sir. Surveillance has many different shapes, and some of them can even be hidden to the naked eye. Look... the one over there is the same."

This is what Yean considers inconvenient.

In the era he experienced, he had never had such an experience of being monitored in all directions.

Ye An frowned slightly, sighed, and sighed for all the blood races who had awakened in this era.

No wonder he only found five active members of the same race last time, and he had reason to believe that those same races were all persuaded to leave by this era where there were no secrets at all.

Is it too late for him to go back to sleep now?

"Sir, what do you think of the movie just now? This is the final chapter of this series of movies, and the ratings have been rising all the way..."

Ye Qing's mouth kept babbling.

Ye Qing didn't care if he didn't get a response, he had gotten used to it in the past month, "Would you like some coffee, sir? There's a nice coffee shop nearby, let's go there."

"..."

Ye An is not a talkative person, obviously Ye Qing is not.

"Let's go."

As dusk came, the windows in the coffee shop were bright and clean, and Yean looked out the window.

The twilight is dim, the setting sun is like blood, the streets are bathed in the afterglow of the rosy clouds, and people outside are walking on the streets in twos and threes.

This kind of scenery made people feel calm, Ye An looked back at the thing called ID card in his hand, and frowned again.

This thing has been in his hands for a few days, and he also understands the true use of this thing.

He has his own mobile phone card, which he applied for with his ID card.

He has his own bank card, which he applied for with his ID card.

The first time I checked into a hotel, I used my ID card to do it.

……

Not only that, he was also told that airplanes, high-speed trains... all need ID cards.

Look, this is another inconvenience that Ye An thinks is inconvenient.

He also knows that this thing is his identity certificate, and the government can find out everything about him through that string of numbers.

Such as which hotel he has stayed in, which places he has been to, and even the movie he just watched.

Ye'an has the urge to throw away the hot potato in her hand.

So is it too late for him to go back to sleep now?

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It is difficult to be a human being, and it is not easy to be a blood clan~

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