Emotions include seven emotions and six desires.
Some people say that emotions come from the deepest part of the soul.
Compared to joy, sadness can be particularly difficult to let go.
What would happen if He Yin'er died?
The woman in white was not sure or guessing that Yu Zhile would be so cruel.
Even though she was Yu Zhile, she couldn't do such a thing.
Not even if it's an accident.
She was a little scared for the first time, afraid that Yu Zhile would take the step that she least dared to guess and didn't want to believe.
The main body's heart is the cruelest, both to others and to oneself.
But she still couldn't believe that Yu Zhile would do something like that in the future.
"We shouldn't be so heartless, Yu Zhile..." the woman murmured to herself, her eyes full of sadness.
She is a ghost, a real ghost, but she is more like a person than a person.
"Yu Zhile, you can't make such a choice..." The woman murmured and looked at the disappearing figure.
Time passed slowly, and Yu Zhile, who returned to the ghost market, became a little taciturn.
He likes to sit next to the grocery store and watch the streets with people coming and going.
It didn't matter to him whether he was a human or a ghost.
When there was no business, He Yin'er was always by Yu Zhile's side, chatting with him about his childhood.
Yu Zhile never was perfunctory and always listened carefully.
Yu Zhile did not shy away from talking about his childhood. As long as He Yin'er asked, he would definitely answer.
This kind of scene where the ears and temples are rubbing against each other is like spreading dog food in the eyes of others.
But this is not the case in the eyes of Zhang Xianguang and Ye Zhen.
Since Yu Zhile returned to the ghost market, the two of them have never left the ghost market again.
Their expressions were always solemn.
"I feel like something is going to happen. Maybe Yu Zhile is going to..."
Ye Zhen didn't say what he wanted. He looked at Yu Zhile, who was whispering to He Yin'er, with some fear in his eyes.
"I did wrong?"
Zhang Xianguang began to doubt himself at this moment, and he was a little painful.
The two people in the distance looked intimate.
But they could see the struggle in Yu Zhile's eyes.
Why struggle?
The two of them might be able to guess.
But not sure.
"Zhile, will it be painful to be with me?" He Yin'er asked sadly, leaning against Yu Zhile's face.
"No, and I won't regret it." Yu Zhile closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes trembling, "I'm struggling with something."
"Is it related to me?" He Yin'er held Yu Zhile's hand, with some panic and fear in her eyes.
"A little bit, but mostly because of myself."
Yu Zhile opened his eyes, and the entanglement and hesitation disappeared.
He Yin'er looked at the extremely serious man in front of her. She was silent for a while and looked at Yu Zhile firmly, just like when she said she liked Yu Zhile.
"I will not regret it now or in the future."
Yu Zhile looked at this silly girl and nodded, "I understand."
Yu Zhile, who stayed in the ghost market for three days, left the ghost market with He Yin'er today.
Ye Zhen and Zhang Xianguang wanted to follow, and even Mr. Qin wanted to follow, but they were stopped by Yu Zhile.
The woman in white clothes outside the ghost market closed her eyes and let out a long sigh. A smile appeared on her face, "I, Yu Zhile, cannot be so cruel to those close to me."
The outskirts of Dachang City.
In front of a bloody pond that exudes a strong smell of blood.
A man and woman appeared.
Looking at the extremely calm pool of blood in front of him, Yu Zhile looked calm, while He Yin'er was a little confused.
"You need something to save your life. My current strength can only help you control this level of ghost. No matter how high it is, I can't do it."
"Plus, the ghost itself can be regarded as the bride's puzzle piece, and I can just suppress it."
"Letting this ghost become the fourth ghost you control may shorten your life span significantly."
"But it's okay. The soul-calling ghost in your body is somewhat damaged. Once it is replenished, your lifespan will be the same as that of a ghost. You will be immortal."
He Yin'er looked at the calm pool of blood in front of him. The smell of blood that filled the air was nauseating.
"You..." He Yin'er wanted to say something, but the next moment, her mouth was blocked by another mouth.
For a long time, He Yin'er lowered her head with blushing cheeks.
"Since I like you, I won't take that step. I have never been liked by anyone, and I shouldn't lose this love."
He Yin'er raised his head slightly. At this moment, Yu Zhile was very serious, extremely serious.
She, the woman with the first marriage certificate, Yu Zhile's wife, was no longer the one in Yu Zhile's scheme.
The man in front of him gave up part of the plan that was most beneficial to him. Grandpa and the others were wrong. Yu Zhile was not someone who didn't care.
It's just that that person hasn't appeared yet.
Now it appears.
He Yin'er looked at Yu Zhile blankly. The man who showed her humanity and told her not to trust him now believed in her.
She really liked the young man in front of her, and her love was never mixed with anything else.
Yu Zhile gently touched the girl's cheek.
"My name is Yu Zhile. I am an indispensable person in this world. The world should be saved by me, and you can save me, a desperate person."
"I should have been numb. In my memory, in those dreams that I have repeated countless times, you are the only one who has never thought of killing me."
"I'm so lucky that you like me. I'm really lucky."
Yu Zhile smiled warmly and gently. He looked at the girl in front of him and patted her hand gently.
"Your man is very strong, not just in bed..."
Yu Zhile gently raised He Yin'er's hand, and slowly traced her wrist with his fingers.
His fingers were like sharp scalpels, cutting open her wrist.
He Yin'er looked down at her wrist. She could see that her meridians were beating slightly, and she could see the blood inside that had turned into blood clots due to the evil spirit.
She didn't bleed, and she didn't pull her hand away, she just let Yu Zhile grab her wrist.
Even if Yu Zhile's current behavior is hurting her, she knows very well that the man in front of her will not hurt him.
Yu Zhile's eyes were full of smiles, and he turned his head slightly to look at the blood pond.
"Come."
Just like the spring breeze turns into rain, moistening things silently, his words make no waves, just like a breeze blowing by without leaving any trace.
But the moment the words fell, the originally calm blood pool suddenly began to boil.
The bloody blood seemed to be picked up by a non-existent elf and then braided into a small braid.
The braid floated in their direction, like a stream gurgling lower.
But its end is different from that of a stream. The end of all water in the world is the sea.
And at the end of this small stream of water is He Yin'er.
The blood-colored water flowed into He Yin'er's body along the cut wrist.
Yu Zhile's eyes were always gentle, while He Yin'er just looked at Yu Zhile, with a little grievance in his eyes but more of joy.
She wanted to cry, but she couldn't.
There was a figure struggling in the bloody pond, but in the blink of an eye, it was destroyed by the terrifying supernatural being and turned into bloody water.
Yu Zhile is very strong, the kind that is unreasonable.
The blood-colored pond was quickly drained.
In just one minute, the bloody pool created by the resurgence of the Yanlili ghost disappeared.
There were no twists and turns, it was very calm. No one could have imagined that so much blood and water would be integrated into one person's body.
Yu Zhile gently touched He Yin'er's wrist.
The wound on his wrist healed immediately.
"You can start summoning the spirits."
Yu Zhile touched He Yin'er's head.
Feeling the extra ghosts in my body, feeling the terrifying supernatural being, feeling the restlessness I haven't felt for a long time.
He Yin'er took a deep breath, nodded, and then began to summon spirits.
Yu Zhile took a few steps back slightly and looked at He Yin'er.
The existence of ghost blood will make it difficult for He Yin'er to die.
No one can be protected by the strong all the time.
He can, but he will eventually leave. If he is gone, what will happen to this girl?
Yu Zhile didn't want to wait for him to come back, and his warm nest disappeared.
He will be very sad, and he will ask, why did I save the world, but I don’t even have a family or anyone who loves him?
This isn't fair.
He is a human being, even if he is essentially a ghost, he is still a human being.
He Yin'er's skin began to turn blood red, which was the resurgence of the ghost blood.
For He Yin'er, the horror level of ghost blood is still too high.
But the Spiritualist is not weak either.
One of He Yin'er's eyes turned green and dark. Looking into this eye, he could see a fierce ghost standing in front of the gate of hell, peeping at the world.
She began to summon spirits, and a shadow gradually appeared behind He Yin'er. It was a woman, a woman with white hair.
The woman's shadow gradually became solid.
He Yin'er summoned the soul very quickly. In less than a moment, a woman with blood-red eyes, rotten arms, and a soul flag appeared behind He Yin'er.
This is what a spirit conjurer looks like, and it is also a ghost master who controls a spirit conjurer.
When she died, the ghost inherited everything from her.
As this woman appeared, a shadow began to appear behind the woman.
This phantom is very familiar to Yu Zhile, it is He Yin'er.
He Yin'er's shadow gradually became solid like a woman.
Her body was covered in blood, and drops of blood dripped from the shadow.
This is ghost blood.
Looking at this scene, Yu Zhile breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could do it, there would be no problem.
He Yin'er began to call the spirits repeatedly, and phantoms kept appearing one after another. From the beginning to the end, there were just two phantoms, He Yin'er and the spirit summoner.
The further back he went, the faster He Yin'er summoned the spirit, and the shadow that appeared almost solidified in the blink of an eye.
As more and more ghosts appeared, the ghost blood on He Yin'er no longer began to seep out of the body as before.
By the end, the ghost blood is no longer visible.
Until the last summons, the ghost blood in He Yin'er's body had gone silent.
She perfectly controlled an extremely terrifying ghost.
As the ghost blood completely stopped controlling, the shadow behind He Yin'er disappeared in the blink of an eye.
He Yin'er spit out a breath full of blood.
She raised her hand and looked at her arm. The skin was no longer as pale as before, but became blood-colored.
Just like a normal girl, her skin is just fair.
"Zhile, I'm done!" He Yin'er was a little excited. She could feel what was flowing in her body at this moment.
This is an extremely terrifying ghost.
Yu Zhile suddenly appeared in front of He Yin'er, hugged her and kissed her.
He Yin'er was a little confused, but soon began to respond positively.
After a long time, the two separated. He Yin'er looked at Yu Zhile with shining eyes, "You... you can do it now if you want."
"You don't know the marrow when you eat it." Yu Zhile knocked on He Yin'er's forehead.
"I like..." He Yin'er tilted her head slightly and did not dare to look at Yu Zhile.
"There are some things that need to be taken care of. You go back to the ghost market first." Yu Zhile put his arms around He Yin'er's waist and said softly.
"Is it troublesome?" He Yin'er quickly turned her head and looked at Yu Zhile.
"It won't be too much trouble. It will be taken care of soon. I need to talk to some people about something. It's not easy for you to slap the table while I'm here." Yu Zhile said with a smile.
"Really?" He Yin'er asked suspiciously.
"Really, when did I lie to you?" Yu Zhile asked.
Hearing this, He Yin'er thought carefully, "Is this a little cheat..."
"You..." Yu Zhile pointed at He Yin'er's forehead, "Seriously."
Hearing this, although He Yin'er was still a little reluctant to give up, he still nodded.
"I'm waiting for you. I've already thought of the name of our child. It's called Yu Ping'an." He Yin'er looked at Yu Zhile with great anticipation, "How about this name? Isn't it a good name? Ping'an'an, peace and prosperity every year." Have a good year."
"Boys and girls are welcome."
Yu Zhile was a little disgusted, "Forget it about girls, the boy can be called Yu Fugui, but the girl must not be called Yu Ping'an."
"Then what do you call it?" He Yin'er asked.
"My name is Yu Sui. I won't tell you what the allusion is. You can guess it yourself." Yu Zhile said with a smile.
"Yu Sui..." He Yin'er murmured the name, as if she could see the child bearing this name.
"Go back and wait for me." Yu Zhile rubbed He Yin'er's hair.
He Yin'er nodded, "I'll wait for you."
Yu Zhile let go of He Yin'er, and the two of them were reluctant to leave. He Yin'er walked away and looked back from time to time.
Yu Zhile always stood there smiling and looking at the girl who was going away.
There was nothing but tenderness in his eyes.
Until He Yin'er left completely, Yu Zhile did not leave.
He looked at the direction where He Yin'er disappeared, his smile gradually faded, and the softness in his eyes turned into a touch of numbness.
"Sorry." The young man whispered softly, and his figure disappeared instantly.
foreign.
"The total beheading begins."
On a strange ship, the fortune teller stood up expressionlessly and put away the tarot cards on the table.
There were not many people on the boat, only about ten people.
"Mr. Fang, after the ghost ship enters that area, you can use the ghost scissors."
The owner of the manor, wearing a top hat and leaning on a cane, looked at Fang Shiming sitting on the hemp rope next to him.
Fang Shiming nodded, "Okay."
"Ms. Dream Maker, you are the key. I need you not to make mistakes."
The woman with her long hair disheveled casually nodded expressionlessly and agreed.
This time the concert was an all-out effort. Except for the pianist who was not present, all the old and new kings were present.
"Mr. Yu is smarter than us. He is coming here at a very fast speed, but he will not meet us before the ghost ship reaches the ghost sea."
The fortune teller said while looking at a tarot card in his hand.
"A scary guy." A lady with a cold expression said with a weird smile.
"Kill him and we won't have any worries." A tall and thin man looked ahead with cold eyes while carrying a shovel.
(End of chapter)
