They Are Not Human!

Zhou Zhou's tone was soft, but his eyes were still gloomy and without light.

Wen Qing was even more afraid.

I am afraid of you...

His lips trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to say this sentence. Once he said it, he didn't know what Zhou Zhou would do.

Zhou Zhou's hand on Wen Qing's shoulder gradually tightened, and his voice was faintly angry: "Wen Qing, I'm asking you."

Wen Qing pinched her palm tightly, tears flowed out of her eyes like broken beads, and kept flowing.

He didn't cry aloud, but opened his eyes wide, weeping quietly, his eyes and nose were red from crying, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Zhou Zhou frowned tightly, feeling at a loss for a moment, and after a while, he slowly raised his hand, patted Wen Qing's head lightly, and comforted him stiffly: "Don't be afraid."

Wen Qing raised her head with tears in her eyes.

He blinked away the tears from his eyes, only to see Zhou Zhou's expression was slightly unnatural, and he said slowly: "I will protect you."

A person who is afraid says to himself that he will protect you...

This is even scarier.

Wen Qing cried for a while, and then cried even harder.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhou's face became more and more serious, and he glanced at the bedroom beside him.

This is Sikong's bedroom.

He lowered his voice: "Did Sikong bully you too?"

"No," Wen Qing hurriedly shook her head, and after a while, said sobbingly, "You, you let me calm down alone..."

Zhou Zhou frowned: "Go back to the bedroom and calm down."

"It's not safe here."

The bedrooms are not safe either...

Wen Qing opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but Zhou Zhou turned around and slowly bent his knees.

"I'll carry you."

"No need." Wen Qing took a step back.

Zhou Zhou tilted his head to look at him, his eyes flickered slightly: "Is that for a hug?"

"No!" Wen Qing stammered, crying, "I, I can go on by myself."

He insisted on walking by himself, but Zhou Zhou didn't force him, he just followed Wen Qing closely like a spirit behind him, and when Wen Qing took a step, he followed suit.

Wen Qing returned to the bedroom timidly, listening to the movement behind him anxiously.

Zhou Zhou followed into the bedroom, and with a click, the bedroom door was closed and locked.

"You read all night in the study room last night." Zhou Zhou said.

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat: "I, I..."

"You've been working hard for clues."

As soon as Zhou Zhou finished speaking, Wen Qing felt the top of his head being patted again, and the other party was comforting him.

Wen Qing was stunned.

Zhou Zhou said in a low voice: "It's still early, you should go to bed and rest."

"I'll take care of the rest."

solve what?

Wen Qing tilted her head and met Zhou Zhou's dark eyes.

He quickly looked away, climbed onto the bed, got into the quilt, and wrapped himself tightly.

"I, I'm asleep."

Wen Qing was very glad that Zhou Zhou just wanted him to sleep and rest, but right now his nerves were tense and he couldn't sleep at all.

He curled up in the quilt, pressing his hands, feet, and head tightly against the corners of the quilt until he couldn't breathe, then he dug a small hole with his hands to breathe fresh air.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Qing moved slowly.

He felt that at least two hours had passed and he hadn't heard anything from Zhou Zhou. Did he leave long ago?

Wen Qing lifted the quilt carefully and faced Zhou Zhou's face directly.

There was no expression on Zhou Zhou's face, his lips were pursed into a straight line, his eyes were clouded, and he just stared straight at him.

Wen Qing almost had a heart attack, she wished she hadn't opened her eyes just now.

Zhou Zhou actually stood motionless by the bed for so long? !

Wen Qing swallowed nervously.

As if seeing his surprise and nervousness, Zhou Zhou blinked and explained: "I was worried that Yu Xing would come over suddenly, so I stayed by your side all the time."

Wen Qing thought to herself, you are much scarier than Yu Xing.

Zhou Zhou: "Have you woken up yet?"

I didn't sleep.

Wen Qing nodded slowly.

Zhou Zhou raised the corner of his mouth: "Then we can start talking about the serious business."

Wen Qing's heart trembled: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Zhou sat down by the bed and stared into his eyes: "Wen Qing, shall we cast the torture at night?"

"Sikong agrees to follow the vote, we have three votes, and we can cast Yu Xing tonight."

cast out...

Wen Qing's hands and feet were cold, realizing that Zhou Zhou didn't actually think Yu Xing was a guide, but simply wanted Yu Xing to open the door and let him die.

Wen Qing lowered his head and did not speak. Suddenly, the collar was pulled down, and his shoulders were slightly cold.

He instinctively raised his hand, and in the next second, his wrist was tightly held by Zhou Zhou, unable to move.

"Don't move, I'll apply the medicine for you." Zhou Zhou said.

Wen Qing tilted his head and saw that the bruise on his right shoulder had healed a little, but the half-blue and half-purple color still bleeds a little on his fair skin.

He pursed his lips and whispered, "Don't bother."

Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Do you not want to apply the medicine, or do you not want to bother me?"

"Do you still want to go to Ji Yu to apply medicine?"

"Wen Qing, they can all do it, but I can't do it?"

Zhou Zhou's voice gradually lowered and became eerie.

Wen Qing's wrist was in pain, and there was a red mark in the blink of an eye.

He didn't expect that such a small matter as applying medicine could arouse Zhou Zhou's jealousy, so he hurriedly said, "You, you apply..."

"I, I just don't want to bother you."

Agreeing to apply the medicine, with an explanation that I don't want to bother.

Zhou Zhou's complexion gradually improved, he picked up the medicinal wine, poured it in the palm of his hand, and slowly covered Wen Qing's shoulders.

It was cold and a little painful, Wen Qing couldn't help hissing.

Zhou Zhou lightened his pressure, felt the delicate skin in his palm, and spun it slowly: "Be patient, it will be finished soon."

Wen lowered his eyes slightly, unconsciously twisting the corner of the quilt with his hands.

Don't think that Zhou Zhou is a bit perverted now, but the strength of his kneading the medicinal wine is very gentle, there is only a little pain, Wen Qing can bear it, and even the eye sockets are not red.

Zhou Zhou's palm was warm, the temperature of a human being.

After applying the medicine, Wen Qing was also mentally prepared.

He mustered up the courage to ask: "Zhou Zhou, do you feel that your emotions are not right?"

"I found a clue with Teacher Ji today..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Zhou slammed the medicinal wine onto the ground and scolded angrily, "You just don't want to be tortured, don't you?"

"Wen Qing, he treats you like this, aren't you angry?!"

"Or do you have Stockholm Syndrome? Are you in love with Yu Xing?"

Wen Qing couldn't understand Zhou Zhou's logic, seeing his sudden rage, she quickly and carefully explained: "I, I'm angry."

"But, but the most important thing now is to clear the customs, not to kill each other."

Wen Qing tried to reason with Zhou Zhou, but Zhou Zhou turned a deaf ear and his expression gradually went mad.

Zhou Zhou fixed his eyes on the bruise on Wen Qing's shoulder: "If you like that, I can do it too."

He took a step forward, pressed one knee on the bed, and slowly approached Wen Qing.

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide in fright, and was frightened by Zhou Zhou: "I, I don't like..."

Just a second before Zhou Zhou reached out to grab him, the bedroom door suddenly opened with a click.

Wen lightly regained his strength, he didn't even think about it, he even rolled off the bed, rushed to the door, grabbed the sleeve of the person at the door, and shouted in a choked voice: "Old, teacher."

Ji Yu stood in front of him, glanced at Zhou Zhou, and said in a deep voice, "Zhou Zhou, calm down first."

"Wen Qing... I'll take it away first."

After speaking, he gently closed the bedroom door.

Zhou Zhou rushed to the door with one stride, and tugged on the doorknob vigorously.

The door did not open.

Wen Qing stood outside the door, staring blankly at the slightly vibrating wooden door: "Teacher, can't he, can't he come out?"

Ji Yu nodded and said casually, "The door lock is broken."

"Let's go downstairs first, and I'll cook the food."

Wen Qing's mind was a little messed up, she didn't think about it, and followed Ji Yu downstairs.

On the table on the first floor, there are three dishes and one soup, which are steaming, and it seems that they have just been prepared not long ago.

Ji Yu handed Wen Qing the bowl and chopsticks, and before he asked, he said calmly: "I wanted to call you to eat, but I happened to see that scene just now."

Wen gently lowered his head and thanked softly: "Thank you teacher."

Ji Yu said warmly: "Sit down and eat first."

Wen Qing nodded, his hands and feet were still a little stiff and cold. After a while, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate slowly.

Halfway through eating, he raised his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, am I the only one eating?"

"What about the rest?

Ji Yu chuckled and said, "Everyone else has already eaten, so this order should be enough for you alone?"

"Enough is enough." Wen nodded lightly, closed his mouth, and ate slowly.

Just after eating, Li Siwen and Yu Xing walked down the stairs one after the other.

Li Siwen followed behind Yu Xing, whispering something.

Her voice was so soft that Wen Qing couldn't hear it.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qing suddenly found that Li Siwen suddenly no longer targeted herself.

Li Siwen walked into the living room, and when she saw her, her expression was calm, without any anger from the morning. Her lips moved, as if she still wanted to say something to him, and she quickly looked away, looking a little embarrassed.

Wen Qing was surprised, thinking, the teacher is worthy of being a teacher, and he can calm down Li Siwen.

In that case, Zhou Zhou can also do it, right?

Suddenly, Ji Yu bent his index finger and tapped on the table: "Wen Qing, can you put these bowls back in the kitchen?"

"Ok."

Wen lightly responded, and walked into the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks in hand.

Yu Xing glanced at Ji Yu, then followed into the kitchen.

Just as Wen Qing put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink and turned on the faucet, she heard Yu Xing come in humming a little tune.

The tune was very familiar, Wen Qing listened to it for a while, and realized that it was a nursery rhyme looking for friends, goosebumps popped up instantly.

He couldn't help turning around to look at Yu Xing.

Yu Xing was wearing a white bathrobe today, lazily leaning against the wall, casually took an orange from the refrigerator, threw it into the air, caught it, and threw it into the air again.

Don't eat, just play.

As if feeling Wen Qing's gaze, Yu Xing turned his head and asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing turned off the faucet, struggled for a while, then pursed his lips and asked, "Did you already know the new clue?"

Yu Xing threw the orange and asked, "What new clue?"

Wen Qing said slowly: "Even in this villa, everyone's emotions will become wrong."

Yu Xing paused and rolled his eyelids: "You found out?"

"It shouldn't be, when did your brain become bright?"

Wen lightly pursed his lips, and muttered in a low voice: "Your brain is not bright."

Yu Xing didn't pay attention to this sentence, and asked: "Who told you?"

Wen Qing told the truth: "This morning, I saw the book with the teacher, but it was found by Sikong."

Yu Xing sneered, and said in a drawl: "I don't know, you didn't tell me."

"Tell me, how did Ji Yu tell you?"

Wen Qing didn't hide anything, and said truthfully: "The teacher said that there is a problem with this villa, which will affect everyone's emotional and psychological state, and make people degenerate."

"Villa?" Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, as if he heard some big joke.

He raised the corner of his mouth and tilted his head to look at Wen Qing: "I said you little idiot..."

"Do you believe anyone's words?"

Wen slightly frowned, does this mean that the teacher is lying?

Or is it Sikong who gave false clues?

He was a little puzzled: "Isn't everyone's goal to leave here?"

"Why do you want to lie?"

"Who said it was for customs clearance?" Yu Xing shook his head, and said casually, "I'm here to enjoy this game."

Wen Qing complained in her heart, because you are sick.

"Then you mean—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yu Xing: "Have you ever thought about why there are only god cards and ordinary humans? Nothing else?"

Wen Qing was at a loss: "Isn't this the rule of the game?"

Yu Xing asked again: "Why such a rule?"

Wen Qing recalled the words in that book, and tentatively said, "Because God favors young humans the most?"

Yu Xing walked up to him and asked lazily, "And then?"

then……

Wen Qing thought for a while, and tried to analyze: "Our seven human cards are all young, and they are the race most favored by God, so they are ordinary humans."

"The reason why the three of you are divine cards..."

He raised his eyes, looked at Yu Xing intently, and said with reason:

"It's because I'm too old."

"..."

Yu Xing's smile froze on his face.

The analysis is very good, and the analysis is not allowed next time.