The protagonist wants to steal my script again

How could a sword have the yang energy of a living person?

He Yu felt that this question couldn't be more obvious, but the person he was currently raising seemed a bit stupid, so he never thought of asking him.

He really hates getting dirty, probably a doomed bug from the day he was cast.

After all, his birth is not so glorious.

After waking up again, He Yu also consulted some modern historical records, and found that most of those records were unclear, only saying that he was a miracle sword, but did not say how such a sword was forged .

The sword furnace is fueled by the souls of thousands of people, tempered by the blood that can become rivers. It is this kind of sword that has been piled up with the lives of living people. Wisdom, and can absorb the yang energy of living people naturally.

He Yu didn't really care much about these things. What he cared about was that during the casting process, the feeling of being soaked in blood all over his body was really uncomfortable, sticky, smelly, and dirty, and he didn't want to recall it at all.

It's a pity that even later, he was in the hands of many people, but without exception, he was always covered in blood.

In fact, it’s not bad to fall asleep in the museum. He Yu only went out on a whim after many years. When he first entered the modern human society, he really caused a lot of trouble, but it’s good for ordinary human beings. Still pretty easy to pull off.What annoys him the most is that modern society does not allow random killings, unlike before, when he gets upset when he sees a bastard, he can kill people as he pleases without thinking about destroying corpses and removing traces.

After leaving the museum, He Yu also went back to see some of his former "colleagues", and found that all the weapons that had spiritual consciousness have now turned into ordinary utensils, probably worn out over the long years Reiki.

He doesn't care about these things, and he doesn't care about them, but now he finally realizes that raising a living dead is really troublesome, so he feels that those celestial masters who have seen ghosts before are really caring.

Fortunately, luck is not too bad. In such a situation, as long as he goes out for a walk, he can meet the guy he sent up to seek death, or pick up a few people who have just been killed by the kid here to replenish his yang energy .

Why keep a living dead?He Yu couldn't think of a reason, so let's just assume it was because the umbrella hadn't been returned yet.

As a result, An Minghui still didn't get his umbrella that day, because He Yu didn't bring the key.

"Is it true that you didn't bring the key?" An Minghui asked with a smile at the time, but He Yu didn't answer, nor did he pursue the question.

The two sat on the bench in the dormitory area for several hours at night, until it was almost time for access control, An Minghui took the initiative to say goodbye, and went back to the apartment he had rented out and hadn't entered the door for a week.

After he went back, he didn't go to sleep either, but turned on the computer and surfed the Internet to pass the time, because he knew that he would go back after dawn, and it would be better to stay awake than to go back in a daze.

It was around the early nine o'clock, and An Minghui found himself back in He Yu's dormitory again suddenly, and Li Chengyue sitting next to him was still dozing off with his head down, looking a little funny.

There is not much time left to look comfortable like this.

He looked up, just in time to see a ghost lying outside the window with half of its head missing, leaving only one eyeball hanging in the eye socket, staring straight at them, as if looking at some delicious food.

The next moment, a long sword gleaming with faint light quietly floated to the window, and the strong evil spirit emanating from the sword easily scared the little devil away.

An Minghui turned his head, and sure enough, he saw He Yu frowning, looking in the direction of the window impatiently.

A shrill scream came from not far away, waking up Li Chengyue who was dozing off.

The voice sounded very close to them, like it was coming from a nearby dormitory.It's not surprising, after all, besides them, there are many people who choose to hide in the dormitory, but not every room has a human killer like He Yu sitting in charge.

"Our food is almost finished." An Minghui propped his chin, "We can't hide in the dormitory all the time. Yesterday... today, we have been knocked on the door three times."

"And it's true that we can't stop participating in the game all the time." As he spoke, he raised his hand to touch the cold blade of the long sword, and then glanced at the uncontrollable irritability in the expressions of He Yu and the elementary school boy, "Although we all hide Look at me, but both of you have already been affected? Although I am a half-dead person, this thing can still be observed. "

He had already told Li Chengyue about the death of his body before. After all, it is impossible for a normal living person to not need to eat for such a long time. It's good to wear this vest.He didn't give the reason in detail, the junior looked like he was shocked and didn't feel disgusted, and judging from the sympathetic eyes he showed from time to time, he probably added some reasonable reason in his mind...

Although it is not very good to say, sometimes killing is a kind of vent, especially in this kind of place, it will be affected mentally, if it is just suppressed all the time, it is likely to cause problems.

"Ah? But, senior..." Li Chengyue stammered and didn't know what to say. He just felt that... the kind of beating and killing was placed in front of this fairy-like senior who was gentle and kind. Extraordinarily undeserved, it would make him feel guilty even if no one blamed him.

"It's okay, since I don't have the ability to end all of this, there is no reason to prevent anyone from doing anything in such an environment." An Minghui gently comforted the little boy who seemed a little ashamed, "Maybe it doesn't look like that. Like, but I'm not that vulnerable yet. It's come to this point, if killing is the only way to get out of this hell, then no one has the right to blame anyone."

He Yu said coolly: "That sounds nice, who do you expect him to kill?" In the end, it's not up to me.

Li Chengyue: "..."

Senior An smiled and extended his respect to the elementary school boy who was being bullied every day: "Okay, save some face for my elementary school boy, don't say that."

He Yu: "You only have this junior?" Am I not your junior?

Senior An: "...well, well, you are also a junior, don't be angry, we still rely on you to protect us."

Not only people, but even a sword can speak indiscriminately when in a state of rage, and will not realize what abnormal words he just said until after everything is over.

It would be fine if he was really a junior, but his real age is the sum of how many An Minghuis.

An Minghui also saw He Yu's annoyance, but he didn't think it was a big deal, he just stood up and picked up the long sword again: "It's okay, although the probability may not be high, but if it really arrives At that time, you can completely rely on the seniors a little bit, both of you."

"After all..." His smile was a little nostalgic, but also a little helpless, "I'm already dead, if I can keep you guys alive, it's worth it."

"Have you ever seen a dead person who can walk, run, and talk?" He Yu frowned, and couldn't help but snorted, and opened the door rudely with a full of rage, "If you can't talk, don't talk nonsense. follow."

Li Chengyue thought to himself: This is really an orphan.

An Minghui was different, he not only dared to think, but also dared to say: "He Yu, you are so irritable."

He Yu's temper has never been good, but when he encounters certain things related to this person, he will be particularly bad. Now that An Minghui said it directly, it really slowed down his pace.

"If you don't speak clearly, others will not know what you want." An Minghui sighed and took a few steps forward, followed He Yu and walked out together, " It's hard to get on with people like that, and none of the lovers I've been with before have done that."

Li Chengyue felt that he almost saw a volcano erupting from He Yu's head. Based on his experience, he was so scared that he didn't even dare to fart. He tried to reduce his sense of existence to nothing, but he was kicked into the fire pit for no reason.

He Yu suddenly stopped, turned around and said in a very dangerous tone with a sullen face: "I don't like to hear you speak for this person, the supplies in this place will not regenerate, next time I don't mind chopping him up Take it and feed it to other alumni."

However, An Minghui was still smiling.

He even had the leisure to raise his hand to touch the top of Sword Spirit's head, and said gently: "Isn't it good to say it? Even if you are jealous, I might not realize it if you don't say it."

It is simply a large animal taming scene.

—Jealous?What it is?

He Yu, who is not a human being at all and never pays attention to such information, does not understand the specific meaning of this term. He just feels that An Minghui's attitude makes him feel comfortable, so he turns around and continues walking without saying anything.

However, He Yu's good face only lasted until the moment he walked out of the dormitory and saw a dozen people walking towards him.

Because when An Minghui saw a girl among those people, he called out in surprise: "Song Han?"

The name He Yu was impressive.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the group of people on the opposite side, all of them were painted, looking very embarrassed, as if they had just escaped from a fierce battle.

Dirty, disgusting, and a hassle.

But he has yang energy, so he can barely feed him.

He Yu didn't even realize that there was a gloomy and terrifying smile on his face, he just raised his hand casually, and the long sword held by An Minghui flew into his palm out of thin air, and he followed along An Minghui's eyes locked on one of the girls who was beautiful but full of fear, and the chilling smile on her face became more and more obvious.

——Since we are acquaintances, will it taste better?Anyway, he will die sooner or later, and there is nothing wrong with him dying today.

——It's disgusting, it's best to die if you have touched the people he raised.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Since ancient times, Buddhism has suppressed violent temper

An Bao: You are so irritable

Lazy Cancer: I was so fucking wrong!

An Bao: No protagonist has ever killed me before...

Lazy Cancer: I won't dare in the future! !