Si Xinghe's expression was subtle, and the tip of his tongue slowly swept across the upper teeth.
"'Human'?"
The old couple obviously failed to understand the essence of Si Xinghe's words.
Mrs. Si nodded, "I think Chen Su is a good kid. He is responsible and responsible. The most important thing is that he is devoted to Nian Nian. They have grown up together and have feelings for each other."
Mr. Si also felt the same way, "Well, we have watched that child grow up. Although his temper is a bit cold, he knows the basics. Besides, it is not an exaggeration to say that Nian Nian was brought up by him. Nian Nian will have a bright future." Leave it to him, I’m at ease.”
Si Xinghe already knew what the old couple was thinking, so he was not surprised by their current reaction.
"What if they are of different races? For example... Chen Su is not a human?"
At first glance, this sounds like a curse, but if you think about it carefully, it has a profound meaning.
The old couple have also been on the edge of a knife. It is said that people become more sophisticated as they get older, and they are no exception.
"You mean Chen Su is the zombie emperor?" Mr. Si made a bold guess.
If this is really the case, it would explain the suspicious reaction between the youngest son and granddaughter just now.
Mrs. Si was slightly startled, and then she also looked astonished.
"After Chen Su and his mother were kidnapped, they disappeared for many years. When he came back, he was indeed a little different from when he was a child. He seemed to be colder and less popular. We all thought he had suffered a sudden change and was frightened. , that’s why it became like this.”
With doubts, all the details in the past are also remembered, and answers to those things that were inadvertently ignored are also found.
"Chen Su seldom eats. At the dinner table, he mostly feeds Niannian. Back then, his grandfather even complained that Chen Su never had breakfast with him."
A zombie naturally doesn't need to eat.
"Chen Su is really the Zombie King?" the old couple asked in unison, staring closely at Si Xinghe.
Si Xinghe shrugged his shoulders, "Don't you already have the answer?"
The Si family couple fell silent.
Zombies.
Or the zombie king.
He actually grew up next to them like this.
"How strong is the Zombie Emperor's ability to control his mind? Will he suddenly lose control and turn into a mindless killing machine?" Mrs. Si asked.
Si Xinghe shook his head, "No, the Zombie King who has gone through the ultimate advancement is equal to an immortal. Even if his ability is stronger, even an immortal will not be his opponent. Those you are talking about are low-level zombies." situations that arise.”
The old couple breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Mrs. Si nodded, "That's fine, as long as Chen Su won't hurt Nian Nian, then the Zombie Emperor will be the Zombie Emperor. After all, he is a leader of the world and has some power, so he can protect Nian Nian."
"But when will he wake up? Are you sure this disaster will not cause any serious harm to his body?" Mr. Si was even more worried about this.
The granddaughter is very affectionate. If something happened to the child Chen Su because he helped her resist the catastrophe, I am afraid that the granddaughter will live with regrets for the rest of her life.
Si Xinghe did not expect that the old couple would be so accepting of the fact that their granddaughter fell in love with a zombie king.
After thinking about it, he smiled again.
"Don't worry, the catastrophe won't hurt the wolf cub, but it will help his cultivation."
As for how much help there is, it depends on how much the kid can absorb.
Mr. Si frowned, "Huh? The Heavenly Tribulation will help Chen Su's cultivation? Can today's Zombie Emperor reach the level of cultivating with the power of the Heavenly Tribulation?"
Why has he never heard of it
Or is Chen Su a special case
Mr. Si just looked at Si Xinghe, always feeling that he still had something to hide.
Si Xinghe blatantly ignored Mr. Si's probing look.
"Okay, you know what you want to know, go to bed early, I'm leaving."
"Are you going out?" Mrs. Si looked at Si Xinghe who had walked to the door and was about to open the door. "It's so late, where are you going?"
Si Xinghe put his hand on the doorknob and turned to look at the old couple with a smile.
"Go and find your other son. The world is not peaceful now. I have to protect my brother, right?"
Leaving an inexplicable smile behind, Si Xinghe left like this.
Mrs. Si looked at the closed door, thoughtfully.
"Honey, what are you looking at?"
Mr. Si went to give his wife bath water, but when he came back, he found that she was still looking at the door, her posture not moving at all.
"Honey!"
"Um?"
Mrs. Si finally came back to her senses, "Old man, do you think there is something... a little weird between Lao San and A Qi?"
She has had this feeling for a long time, but it has become more and more intense recently, making it impossible for her to ignore it even if she wants to.
After all, the man is not that careful, nor is he as sensitive as the woman. He smiled casually and said, "What's weird? They originally became friends because of like-mindedness, and later they became brothers. Isn't it right that the relationship will get better and better?" "
"Besides, the true identity of the third child is... I guess Aqi's identity is not that simple. Maybe there is a relationship between them, but it's just not convenient for us to know?"
Mrs. Si blinked, "Is that so?"
It seems to make sense.
But why does she think it's more than just that
"Okay, don't think so much. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. The third child is not a child anymore. He can handle his own affairs. In short, they will not hurt each other, let alone the family. No wonder What does it matter if it’s weird?”
Mr. Si took Mrs. Si to the bathroom.
…
In the inner city, the moon is bright and the stars are shining.
Si Xinghe drove to the halfway point of a mountain.
Surrounded by dense forests on three sides, there is only one road. At the end of the road is a three-story villa, standing there majestically and mysteriously.
The smart door slowly opened, Si Xinghe drove the car in, drove around the yard, and casually made a handsome flick.
He put his hands in his pockets and looked around casually after getting out of the car.
How many years has he not been here
a hundred years
Or two hundred years
Or five hundred years
He couldn't remember clearly.
"It really hasn't changed at all."
Si Xinghe murmured, with a familiar smile on his lips.
This is a villa that he built himself when he was Qiu. It is full of flowers and trees, and all the decorations were designed by him himself.
Who made him fall in love with the design industry at that time, so he pretended to be young and went to be a college student.
Now that I think about it, it’s really interesting.
"Owner."
The puppet butler came over and bowed respectfully to Si Xinghe, "Welcome Master back."
All the puppets here were made by Si Xinghe with his own blood and are only loyal to him.
Oh, and maybe follow the little guy's orders.
This was also chartered by him back then.
"Where's seven?"
(End of chapter)