Xie Fei heard the popular science about the recovery of spiritual energy and the inheritance of the demon clan for the second time. Perhaps she had experience. This time, Yu Li's description was more concise and accurate.
When the tail sound dissipated, there was a prolonged silence in the ward.
After a long time, Lu Xiping laughed suddenly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Your so-called abnormal phenomena and capable people have long since refuted the rumors, and the official unified voice is that cultists use rumors to develop followers for profit. Why, you also joined the cult. Now, do you actually believe in demons?"
Yu Li replied succinctly: "You even believe in ghosts."
Lu Xiping was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I don't believe it. I don't believe in ghosts or demons. Yu Jincheng isn't dead at all. You guys are playing with me together."
Yu Li didn't argue, but put his hand on his sweaty forehead.
As if being touched by an immortal, Lu Xiping's blurred vision instantly regained clarity. He smelled the rich orange fragrance in his nostrils, and even his ears were no longer clogged as if they were stuffed with cotton. He closed his eyes instinctively, and felt an indescribable air flow from between his eyebrows and spread throughout his body. The heart-ache-like shoulder injury seemed to be getting better.
When the warmth on his forehead disappeared, Lu Xiping slowly opened his eyes, he looked at Yu Li with a complicated expression, and was silent for a long time.
When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse: "What's going on?"
The bizarre experience he had personally experienced made him finally willing to face the reality - to rule out all the impossible, even if the answer was bizarre, it also meant the truth.
Lu Xiping harbored too much confusion and fear in his heart, both wanting to know the truth and fearing to know the truth.
But Yu Li had no pity for him, let alone comforting him, he just said indifferently: "The Emperor Moth Yin-Yang Butterfly, a rare species among butterflies, the Poison Butterfly genus. It has mixed male and female wings, the left wing is female and the right The wings are male."
When he heard the words "male and female", Lu Xiping clenched the bed sheet tightly, almost unable to control his expression, he gritted his teeth so as not to let himself be too rude.
However, Yu Li continued as if he had not noticed it, and continued: "Each butterfly has spherical ganglia on its chest and abdomen, and even if it is brain-dead, it can play a controlling role and can even survive for more than two weeks. Into the blood, once awakened, it will naturally develop the ability of figurative, you can understand it as a fake phenomenon."
"Fake work?" Xie Fei, who had been silent for a while, couldn't hold back, "But that day I saw Mr. Yu, and his words and deeds were normal. If he is really brain dead, even if he can control his body, it should be similar. In The Walking Dead?"
"The half-demon is not an animal without intelligence. It also has thoughts and emotions during the fake life. If it is replaced by a pure demon, it is completely possible to use this period to reshape the body or seize the house." Yu Li corrected Xie Fei's mistake. Recognizing it, he said in a low voice, "I smelled a demonic aura on you that day. As soon as I saw Yu Jincheng, I knew that he was in a fake state, but he himself was not conscious, and his memory remained at the moment when the car accident happened..."
Yu Li talked about a conversation with Yu Jincheng one morning, he woke him up, and learned from Yu Jincheng what happened after the car accident.
As he spoke in a slow voice, Xie Fei extended a picture in his mind—
The bus rushed off the bridge and fell into the deep river.
The cries of the passengers were engulfed by the river, and all struggles gradually became silent.
A lifeless body floated and sank with the water. The young man opened his eyes in the water, his arms burst out with inhuman strength, smashed the car window with one punch, and swam ashore.
He didn't remember who he was, or everything buried deep in the river bottom, he just remembered where he was going.
The man had no consciousness, and just by instinct, he walked for a few hours to Xining Village and found an inn.
"So after I called his name first, did he remember who he was?" Thinking back to Yu Jincheng's stunned moment, Xie Fei was deeply embarrassed.
"It should be to restore consciousness, but the memory of death is missing." Yu Li explained calmly: "Generally, the half-demon of the butterfly bloodline can stay in a fake state for more than two weeks, but the adult lifespan of the yin-yang butterfly of the emperor moth is only six months. Days, which means he has only six days to support. If he never knew the fact of his death, he would pass through these six days unconsciously, and suddenly turned into a rotten and smelly corpse when the seventh day came. ."
Xie Fei was stunned. Some of the details of that night are rather strange now, but now they can all make sense.
"Since you already saw it, why didn't you tell me?"
"Take care of your timidity."
Where am I timid? Xie Fei murmured softly, "You haven't brought me to see the scene yet."
Yu Li choked, and angrily glanced at Lu Xiping, who hung his head and said nothing: "Before he came, I didn't know that his robbery should be on Yu Jincheng, and he smelled it after entering the ward."
Xie Fei thought of the truth game that day, Yu Li asked about his wish, but it was his last wish in disguise. And "he" in Yu Jincheng's words should refer to Lu Xiping.
Perhaps sensing the sight of the two, Lu Xiping raised his head slowly and stared at Yu Li blankly, as if he had not recovered from the shock of Yu Jincheng being a demon and a dead demon. After a while, he asked, "My injury... Was he unintentional or intentional?"
Yu Li's tone was cool: "How do I know?"
Lu Xiping was stunned, a sarcastic smile overflowing from his throat, and then he remained silent for a long time, staring at the end of the bed out of focus, not knowing what he was thinking.
"What does the Emperor Moth Yin-Yang Butterfly look like?" When he asked this sentence, Lu Xiping's mood seemed to calm down a little, and he vaguely regained some of his usual sloppy and frivolous: "Isn't it beautiful?"
Yu Li was impatient: "You're handicapped, don't you know how to check it yourself?"
"I'm really disabled." Lu Xiping replied lazily, picked up the phone that fell on the sheets and checked it, then raised his lips: "As expected, the more beautiful things are, the more deadly they are."
Xie Fei was inexplicably uncomfortable, and couldn't help defending Yu Jincheng: "I don't think Mr. Yu would intentionally harm you, right? We played games that day, and he said that his wish was to spend a birthday with someone, right?"
Lu Xiping swiped his fingertips on the phone screen and smiled perfunctorily.
Seeing him like this, Yu Li frowned fiercely, stepped forward and rudely tore off his hospital clothes, and pulled off the gauze on the other's shoulder with Lu Xiping's pained cry.
The festering wound was instantly exposed to the air, Xie Fei stuck her head out curiously, and immediately turned her eyes away.
"It's not poison." Yu Li retracted his hand and wiped it with a tissue from the table.
Xie Fei and Lu Xiping were stunned at the same time, and at the same time their faces were blank.
"Butterfly is used as medicine to cure diseases and exorcise evil spirits. You don't understand Taixuan." Yu Li looked at Lu Xiping coldly: "You treat him as a gift that will benefit you for life, but you are only a mortal body. I can't take it in a short time. In fact, in another three or five days, the wound will heal."
Lu Xiping's breath stagnated, and before he could fully digest the meaning implied in Yu Li's words, he heard the other person's indifferent voice: "He doesn't mean to harm you, he just likes you."
That day, Xie Fei went back to the inn alone, because Yu Li said he would stay to deal with Yu Jincheng's funeral, so he called a taxi for him.
As for the funeral in Yu Li's mouth, naturally it would not be a white affair in the traditional sense.
It's just that Xie Fei couldn't help shaking her hands when she arrived at Xining Village for the rental and when it was his turn to pay.
As soon as he returned to the room, he heard the WeChat prompt tone.
Unexpectedly, Yu Li actually transferred 200 red envelopes to him, which immediately warmed his frozen heart.
After a brief hesitation, Xie Fei finally put the sentence "still 50 short" back into her stomach, and then sent a voice: "Mr. Lu is okay?"
"What does he have to do with me?" Yu Li also replied, "Go and take the driver's license test."
"I have a driver's license, but I left it at Xie's house and didn't bring it out."
"Go to make up tomorrow."
Xie Fei Xin said that I didn't have a car, so what should I do in such a hurry, but he knew it was pointless to argue with Yu Li, so he asked, "When will you come back?"
This time, Yu Lidao did not reply to the voice, but sent a text message:
[Yu] Don't always act like a spoiled child.
[Yu] I have something to do, so I will come back when I should.
Xie Fei: ? ?
He deliberately listened to his speech again, and both his voice and tone were completely normal, and he couldn't figure out how Yu Li came to the conclusion of acting like a spoiled child.
At this time, Yu Li sent another voice, five concise words: "I try to be as early as possible."
However, Yu Li said it was as soon as possible, but in fact it wasn't so fast, and he disappeared for several days after that.
On the other hand, Yu Li's team is very conscientious. They follow the process step by step and arrange the online public opinion clearly. Now it has just developed to the end stage of Xie Yao's team.
Compared with the half-covered news of the marketing account, Xie Yao's side had an apology announcement from the hospital, and the Xie family and his wife both stood in line, plus some leftover evidence, which immediately reversed the unfavorable situation.
Fans raised their eyebrows and ran to tell each other.
Seeing that the situation is not good, the sunspots temporarily closed the wheat.
Wandering around on the road of eating melons, turning into the wind.
There are also netizens posting posts discussing this matter in forums big and small that are mainly gossip-
[Title] Has anyone eaten the giant melon on Weibo
"Lord, your home is finally connected to the Internet? You only came here when all the melons are sour. At first glance, it is hype and whitewashing, and by the way, a wave of fans will be abused."
"How many fans can there be on the 18th line? If you really want to abuse fans, why don't you wait until "Dynasty" is released? Xy is too miserable, the victim is guilty."
"It's hard to say whether it is a victim or not, but I found out that his younger brother is not a fuel-efficient lamp. This time, it is estimated that xf's handwriting, rio plastic brotherhood."
"Is it a bad brain who believes in my aunt's change? Most of them also believe that xy's right hand was beaten to a bone fracture and was hospitalized. At the same time, she can also throw herself into the sky to murder xf. If you spread rumors, would you like to talk about the Basic Law? If there is evidence for that, aunt It is confirmed that I am only 200 yards away 2333"
"Two hundred yards coming! @Perceptor reincarnated!!!"
The "two hundred yards" netizen who just swore a poisonous oath was panicked. She hated that string of letters. Ten days ago, it was @Perceptor's revelation that her family's head was ridiculed by the entire Internet group, and she cried four times in the middle of the night, and the tears couldn't stop.
Unlike most netizens who worship Xie Yao for stalking, "Two Hundred Yards" really admires each other. She was once blessed by Xie Yao, and soon after she recovered the cat she had lost for half a month, and the annoying English teacher was also replaced. Since then, she has regarded Xie Yao as a god and cannot accept any malicious words against Xie Yao.
"Two hundred yards" clicked into the address attached to the comment, and chose to report without even reading the content.
But after the report was over, she discovered that Weibo, which had just over 300 retweets, jumped to over 1,000 retweets all of a sudden!
"Two hundred yards" was a little uneasy, he hesitated to open the picture uploaded by @Perceptor2.0.
A hammer hit her face, smashing her into a pig's head.
"Two hundred yards" was sluggish, and there was a devil screaming inside—
fake! fake! fake!
I do not believe!
She automatically turns on the brain residual fan mode, as long as the main owner does not admit it personally, everything is fake!
"Two hundred yards" was so angry that it exploded, and he typed it crackling.
"Don't you need to be responsible for talking on the Internet now? Come to the black people with a few pictures with super fake P, dare to say that you didn't charge someone's money! Then who has the ability to fight your brother in an upright manner!"
"200 yards back? Be careful just like before, begging for a hammer and attracting people."
"He only dares to hide in the stinky ditch. If he has the courage to show his face, I dare to go out five hundred yards!"
The "two hundred yards" poison curse has just been upgraded, and a few more comments have appeared—
"Five hundred yards is coming! XF is live!!!!!"
The author has something to say:
A Li: Coquette.
Cui Cui: Brain fill strange.
Concubine Xiang: Locked.
Ah Fu: The key was swallowed.
Yinsu: Goo.
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The story comes from an experiment done by an entomologist. After the cabbage butterfly was decapitated, the cabbage butterfly still lived for 19 days, during which the body was movable and excreted. But after all, it's a story, so don't take it seriously hhh
ps. Lu Xiping first appeared in Chapter 20, the one who invited Xie Fei to drink, if you forgot, you can go back and read, and a spoonful of dog blood in the reading guide is the story...
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At noon yesterday, I originally uploaded 100 comments in this chapter, but it seems that the flow has been limited, and no one can see it, so I will summarize the main comments for you.
1. Yuli 484 Panda
2. Blind box
3, scolding scum, Lu feels distressed
4. The Yin-Yang Butterfly of Ehuang is good to listen to + various popular science
5. I thought Yu was a rat demon, bit Lu and Lu got the plague (call me out of Yan with a laugh)