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The clean and white room, the glare of the operating lights, and the pungent smell of disinfectant.Rong Ni didn't like it, it should even be said that he hated it.

"Give me your peace of mind, I won't let anything happen to you, I swear."

Yuehan's voice rang in his ear.

Rong Ni still trusts this person, his IQ is always online, and his medical skills are always good. He is very relieved, but he is afraid of Jin Yixin.

His hand was grabbed by Jin Yixin, and he felt that someone wanted to pull Jin Yixin out, so he used a little strength.

"Rong Ni, support me! It will be fine, it will be fine, Rong Ni..."

"I'll be fine, don't worry baby... don't worry..."

Rong Ni wanted to comfort Jin Yixin a few more words, but after being given anesthesia, he soon fell into a deep sleep.

For him, sleeping now is playing all kinds of memories from the previous lives. He has seen a lot of them, and they all have the feeling of being there, but the memories that he cares most about are on the bank of Wangchuan River.

When he, the evil spirit, wanted to eat the shining little doll, the little doll reached out and covered his mouth.

"You can't eat me yet!" the little baby puffed up her cheeks and said.

The evil spirit supported his chin with his hand, and flicked the baby's nose with his other hand, "Oh? Why can't I eat you? Tell me why—"

"Because I, I, I have a glorious mission!"

"No mission is more honorable than being eaten by me." The evil spirit opened its mouth and wanted to bite the little baby again, but the little baby covered his mouth with both hands this time.

"You smell so sweet."

As the evil ghost said, he stretched out his hand and licked the little baby's palm.

Not to be outdone, the little baby grabbed the evil ghost's tongue.

That taste is naturally uncomfortable. The evil spirit wanted to speak, but the little baby snorted angrily, "I really have a very honorable mission. I want to ensure that my people don't change their minds, because they only need to move Mind, it will lead to turmoil in this world, and many, many people will die."

This little doll has a pair of eyes wide open, it is purple, and it is very beautiful like amethyst.

Looking at these eyes, the evil spirit thought that these eyes should be the most delicious, so he stretched out his hand and wanted to pick them out and taste them first.

But before he could touch it, his hand was slapped away by that fleshy little hand.

"I'm talking to you, don't move your hands!"

Looking at the red mark on his hand, the evil ghost actually felt pain for the first time, even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva couldn't hurt him, how could he be hurt by this child's slap?

It's weird...

"What the hell are you?" He pulled out his tongue, held the little doll's bellyband, and lifted it up to look left and right. Apart from the golden light on the child, he really couldn't see anything. out.

Although the taste is very fragrant, if it can hurt your child if you eat it, you may get sick.

So the evil ghost just threw the child away for his own sake.

"You evil ghost, don't say a word when you throw me!" The little baby sat on the ground with pain in his buttocks, and ran back crying and kicked at the evil ghost. I’ll come back and eat it for you! Bad ghost!”

"Come on, you don't remember anything after reincarnation, even if you remember, no one will automatically bring me food, let's play while you are, kid, I have to go find it again eat the soul."

The evil ghost waved his hand, obviously not wanting to say anything more to the little baby.

After hearing what he said, the little baby followed behind him, "What will happen to the soul after you eat it?"

"Eat it and it will be gone."

"It doesn't mean..."

The evil ghost squinted at him, and explained patiently: "The ghost is gone, dead. Okay, okay, you go to cast your womb, what are you worrying about so much? Don't bother me to eat."

The little baby flinched, and went forward to grab the evil ghost's black clothes, "Then why don't you eat them?"

"Then am I hungry?"

"Then can't you eat other things? Do you have to eat the soul? You are also a ghost, right? Ghosts shouldn't die if they don't eat?"

"Then why do I let myself suffer from hunger? Brat, you are really annoying, go away, or I will change my mind and eat you."

The evil spirit stretched out his hand to push the little doll away, but the little doll quickly came back and blocked his way to find food, "I think my taste is much better than others, because I am different. No, no, no, it should be said that I may be a god or something, I was born of faith."

God, this is interesting.

But is there really no problem with eating God?He has never eaten.

The evil ghost touched his chin, and looked at the little doll with interest, "So?"

"So you eat me, don't eat them, they are not as good as me, but I can't feed you yet, I have to finish what I have in hand."

"Then don't you just talk for nothing? Get out of the way, I'm hungry."

"Then, then, can I let you drink a drop of my blood?" The little baby conjured up a needle and pricked his hand.

In an instant, the strong scent made the evil spirit unconsciously lick the corner of his mouth, and lowered his head to move closer.

"I can only drink, a drop of blood." The little baby stretched out his hand.

The blood was golden, and the eyes of the evil spirit were almost glued to it. He carefully held that fleshy little hand, and leaned over to lick the little baby's fingertips.

The whole body is comfortable, he is very satisfied, when he wants to take another breath, the little baby has already pulled away his hand.

"Promise with me that you can only eat me in the future. After I have dealt with the affairs of my people, you can eat me, but you can't eat others."

"Okay, it's an agreement." Compared with this drop of blood, those ghosts are like rotten water in a stinky ditch in the eyes of the evil ghost. If you let him eat it, he can't eat it anymore. Things are done."

"It will be a long time—"

"My lord, I have plenty of time. You only need to donate a drop of blood to my lord every lifetime."

The little fingers of the two hooked together, and the red thread generated between the fingers bound them forever.

The little baby stared blankly at the red thread in his hand, "Why isn't the thread gold, but red?"

"Does it make any difference?" the demon asked.

"Yes, yes... I don't know very well."

The little baby blushed, turned and ran away.

"Strange kid." The evil ghost supported his head with his hands, looked at the scenery of Wangchuan, and decided to sleep first before talking.