Standing in front of Jiang Minghao at this time, it was the little girl Jiang Minghao wanted to rescue her from the crystal coffin before. At this moment, she is standing in front of her with a smile, her big blue eyes, and she is beautiful. Blinking, like the twinkling stars in the sky, makes people love it for a while.
But Jiang Minghao didn't have the intention of admiring the cuteness of a strange little girl here. He rotated in place, looking around at the surrounding scenes, and muttered:
"Where is this? I'm not in the crystal coffin too, am I? Am I dead too?"
The little girl looked at Jiang Minghao's anxious and fearful look, tilted her little head, as if she was looking at an unpredictable weird person, suddenly he couldn't help but laughed happily, the cute laughter was like before The ghostly voice is the opposite, full of children's innocence and cuteness.
"Hey, what are you laughing at?" Hearing the little girl's laugh, Jiang Minghao turned and rolled his eyes with contempt and asked, "Is there a flower on my face? It's so funny."
"Hey, no!" The little girl made no secret of her smile on her face. With her big watery eyes, she still looked at Jiang Minghao innocently and said, "Master, are you scared too?"
"Nonsense!" Jiang Minghao said with a blank look when he heard what he said, "I am also a human being. Everyone is afraid."
"No, you are not a human!" The little girl stopped her smile suddenly, her eyes were cold. He stared at Jiang Minghao and continued: "I have your blood in my soul, so I can feel that you are not people."
"What?" Jiang Minghao immediately squatted down, looked at the cute little girl in front of him with a sudden realization, and asked with a serious face: "Then you mean, my blood saved you, and then You killed me and locked me in this ghost place? I will take revenge!"
"Master, you are so shameless!"
After the little girl heard Jiang Minghao's questioning, he said these four words to Jiang Minghao expressionlessly, so that Jiang Minghao who was squatting almost staggered and fell.
Jiang Minghao stood up and squeezed the little girl's face very seriously and said, "What's your name, you dead boy, how did your parents teach you? Children's family, how can you swear casually?"
The little girl heard Jiang Minghao’s scolding, and the expressionless little face immediately showed aggrieved look. His thumbs in both hands were spinning around his chest, buried his little head, gently crying. Saying to himself:
"My name is Natasha, I was a dead child, my parents died more than a thousand years ago, woo..."
Jiang Minghao looked at the aggrieved look of the little girl named Natasha, especially her big watery eyes, tears began to appear, making Jiang Minghao unbearable, he bent down again, squatted down, and wiped gently. Go to the tears in the corner of Natasha's eyes, hold his hands, and whisper as if comforting a little sheep:
"Natasha, my brother just made a joke to you, don't mind, my brother doesn't like the little girl crying the most. My brother will feel distressed. Natasha will stop crying, okay?"
After Jiang Minghao talked about three brothers in a row, he suddenly realized what Natasha said just now. Her parents have been dead for more than a thousand years. So is Natasha a human or a ghost
At this moment, Jiang Minghao shook Natasha's hand and clearly felt a icy cold, which was the unique horror-like cold after the corpse had cooled. He suddenly let go and stepped back, as if Looking at Natasha like a ghost, she asked with a trembling voice:
"You...you finished laughing, right? Your parents died for more than a thousand years... Then... Then you are also dead... ··Dead for more than a thousand years?"
When Natasha heard Jiang Minghao's fearful voice, he slowly raised his head, with an innocent smile on his face again, and asked with a smile:
"Master, I just told you, I'm just a soul!"
"Soul?" Jiang Minghao seemed to have gradually accepted the fact that the other party was just a soul, and the color of fear on his face slowly dissipated. He slowly stood up straight, and said to himself in loss:
"So I'm dead too? Is it also a soul?"
Jiang Minghao seemed to realize that he, like this little girl named Natasha, had become a soul separated from the body, so he was afraid of a bird? Everyone is a ghost, who is afraid of who, but then Natasha's words made Jiang Minghao stunned. He only listened to his little head and said seriously:
"Master, you are not dead. The only thing you are talking to me now is your consciousness. You can go back anytime you want."
When Jiang Minghao heard this, his originally lost face suddenly shook, and a surprised expression flashed past, but then he squatted down again and said to Natasha with a smile on his face:
"Hey, little sister, if this is the case, then you can send me back quickly? Look, my brother is so fierce, and I won't play games with you, do you think..."
"Master..." I didn't expect Natasha to interrupt Jiang Minghao's words directly and helplessly: "Master, I'm just your slave. I can wake up by your blood. I don't have the ability to control it. Yours, if you want to go back, you can only rely on yourself."
"what do you mean?"
Jiang Minghao looked at Natasha’s serious expression and didn’t seem to be lying. He stood up and pinched the edges of his trousers with both hands, as if he had not recovered from the surprise and panic, because now he has encountered Everything in this is exactly like a fantasy story. Jiang Minghao kept telling himself that Xiaoye is a soldier, but a materialist. These things must be fake, they must be fake.
"Oh, I'm going, it hurts, fucking fucking, it's true."
Jiang Minghao's right hand pinched his thigh fiercely, and a tingling sensation was immediately transmitted to his brain, allowing him to react. This is definitely true. He suddenly reacted and treated Nata very seriously. Sha said:
"Natasha, can I understand that you are a little girl ghost I raised for a thousand years?"
"Well, it can be understood that way." At some point, Natasha had an extra lollipop in her hand, and she was licking it tastefully. He said to Jiang Minghao without raising his head:
"Actually, my body and soul have always been stored in that crystal stone, in a dormant state. Over the years, various people have tried to wake me up with blood of different races, but these blood can only provide me with dormancy. That’s all, it didn’t awaken my power at all, until I met you, the master..."
"This..." Jiang Minghao covered his forehead with his hand in pain, he didn't care how he woke up this little girl ghost. Anyway, there are only twenty-five days left, he must be here. He completed his task within twenty-five days, even if he died then, he would be stunned.
Jiang Minghao asked impatiently, "Okay, Natasha, since I am your master and you can't send me out of here, do you always know how to leave here? Teach me quickly, I'm still very important. The matter is going to be done."
"Master, your willpower is very strong, strong enough to have a cross-temporal dialogue with my spirit, so you can try to use your will to drive the divine consciousness away from here."
"Hey," Jiang Minghao looked at the cute little girl of goose nationality with a confused look, and said seriously, "Can you speak human words?"
"Master, I am a soul, of course I can't speak human words..."
Jiang Minghao held his head speechlessly for a while. He was completely convinced by the little girl. Jiang Minghao squatted down again and patiently said to him: "I mean, can you say more It’s a bit simple, but it’s too complicated for me to understand."
When Natasha heard these words, the lollipop that stretched out to her mouth suddenly stopped. She seemed to realize that she had misunderstood, so she carefully wrapped up the lollipop in her hand and stretched out a pink and tender stick. Yu's index finger lightly tapped Jiang Minghao's eyebrows and said:
"Master, our human souls are all stored here. That's why you snipers like to fight here. As long as you break this place, the soul will have no place to live, and people will naturally die."
"Here?" Jiang Minghao repeated suspiciously, but randomly flashed a sly in his eyes, and asked tentatively: "You won't tell me, this place is the Purple Mansion mentioned in fantasy novels, right? Our spiritual consciousness Are they all stored here?"
"Well, no, this is made up by those boring novelists in fantasy novels just to make it sound taller."
"No?" Jiang Minghao looked at Natasha incredulously, and asked with a nearly skeptical attitude: "Is there a fantasy novel more than a thousand years ago? Isn't this too nonsense?"
"No, of course not." Natasha continued to stare at Jiang Minghao with his innocent eyes:
"Human blood has a memory function. It is commonly known as genetic memory. It is the memory of those people who stay in the blood. Let me know that every person’s blood will retain some of their different memories. So when my body and When the soul absorbs the nutrients of these blood, it will also acquire their memory."
When Jiang Minghao heard this, he couldn't help standing up and stepping back a few steps, looking at Natasha with a vigilant look, because he suddenly remembered what Natasha said:
'You snipers', and how does he know that he is a sniper? Obviously he also inherited his own memory, which gave Jiang Minghao a sense of shame and panic as he was naked, so he gently tentatively said: "You mean, you also inherited My memory?"