Chapter 737 You look so pretty when you smile, like a spring flower
It’s hard to imagine that a robot that has no feelings is gossiping behind people’s backs. What’s the point of this?
Also, what mechanism was triggered just now? The cold Yawei actually acted like a little girl, sticking out her tongue and making faces at people, which is not scientific at all!
Could it be that this is the so-called artificial intelligence system that can learn from humans in all aspects?
Or, is there a bug that caused her to behave abnormally?
Ye Xingyu couldn't figure it out at all. He always felt that something was strange and unreasonable.
He was wondering whether he should go to Li Wei and find out. If Yawei really had a problem, he would send her back to the factory for repairs.
Lin Shanya didn't know what Ye Xingyu was thinking, so she rambled on for a few more words, and when she had almost vented her temper, she returned to her cold demeanor of keeping away from strangers.
After finally waiting for both of them to calm down, Gong Ling asked: "Master, what should I do next?"
Ye Xingyu paused his thinking, looked up at the bandage wrapped around Gong Ling's waist, and replied: "You can recuperate here, wait until the injury is healed first!"
"Yes!" Gong Ling agreed immediately. No matter what Ye Xingyu asked her to do, she would obey unconditionally.
Ye Xingyu asked again: "What do you know about Ye Motian?"
Gong Ling thought for a while, but replied: "To be honest, I know very little about it!"
Ye Xingyu smiled: "Just say whatever comes to mind!"
Gong Ling thought for a while and then said: "I only know that Night Demon is a mysterious religious organization that serves and believes in Night Demon. However, no one can figure out what kind of existence the so-called Night Demon is.
, once a believer disobeys him, he will die suddenly and quietly, as if he was cursed by bad luck."
Ye Xingyu listened quietly, and Lin Shanya was also fascinated.
Gong Ling continued: "In addition to the high-ranking Night Demon God, his believers are divided into three levels. From top to bottom, they are priests, messengers and servants, who wear ghost-face masks made of gold, silver and iron respectively.
, all of them have covered their original appearance, and I don’t know who is who.”
Ye Xingyu asked: "What level are you? Why don't you have a mask?"
Gong Ling replied: "I am just a peripheral member of the Night Demon God. I am not qualified to wear a mask. It is only because I was cursed by the Night Demon God that I can't help but obey orders."
"What? Peripheral members?" Ye Xingyu was stunned for a moment.
"That's right!" Gong Ling collected her thoughts and said slowly, "The organization I originally belonged to has a history of hundreds of years. It specializes in training ninjas and assassins. It is one of the most mysterious and famous underground organizations in Japan. The name
It's called the 'Red-haired Ghost'. But a few years ago, the leader of the organization suddenly became a believer in the Night Devil, and asked everyone in the organization to swear allegiance to the Night Devil."
"Pledge allegiance?" Ye Xingyu thought of his magical power of enslavement and couldn't help but ask, "Have you met the Night Demon God?"
"No!" Gong Ling shook her head.
Ye Xingyu was very curious: "Then how do you swear an oath? Doesn't Night Demon God need to show up?"
Gong Ling recalled the scene at that time and answered truthfully: "The Night Demon God never appeared from the beginning to the end. The leader took us to a place and ordered us to kneel down to worship a statue of the god and repeat a strange mantra...
"
Ye Xingyu interrupted: "Recite the spell and listen."
"Okay!" Gong Ling agreed, and then began to recall the content of the spell.
But she suddenly discovered that her memory about the spell had become blurry. She clearly had an impression, but she couldn't remember it.
Seeing her frowning and not opening her mouth, Ye Xingyu asked, "What's wrong?"
Gong Ling thought hard and answered after a while: "I...I seem...don't remember!"
"Huh?" Ye Xingyu suddenly felt that things were not that simple.
Sure enough, the more Gong Ling thought about it, the more headache she got. She slowly covered her head with both hands, with a painful expression on her face.
"It's strange...it's really strange...I obviously...memorized it all...but why...can't remember even one byte?"
She seemed to be talking to herself, mumbling in a low voice and making intermittent sounds.
At this time, Ye Xingyu, who was sitting next to him, could clearly sense that Gong Ling's brain waves had become very disordered and the situation was getting worse.
If left alone, she will most likely become insane and slowly lose her mind over time.
So, Ye Xingyu stretched out his palm and gently stroked Gong Ling's head, as if to comfort him: "Forget it if you don't remember, don't think about it anymore!"
His voice seemed to have magic power, and his palms were extremely reassuring. The panicked and painful Gong Ling quickly calmed down, and the turbulent emotions in her heart were instantly soothed.
Ye Xingyu retracted his palm, smiled slightly, and then asked: "Where is the statue? What is its shape? Can you describe it?"
Gong Ling frowned and thought for a while, and finally replied: "I don't remember this very clearly. It seems that it is not a human being, but a demon image, with horns, claws, and wings..."
After all, she could only give a general outline, and the details were very vague.
And just like before, the more I thought about it, the more headache I got, and my thoughts gradually became confused again.
Ye Xingyu was afraid that something would happen again, so he told her not to think about it again, told her to have a good rest, and then left the room with Lin Shanya.
Outside the house, Ye Xingyu asked: "Where are those people's bodies? Take me to see them!"
Of course Lin Shanya knew what he was asking, so she replied: "The body is not here. It is in a slaughterhouse five kilometers away. You have to drive there."
"What?" Ye Xingyu was shocked, "You dare to put the body outside? You are not afraid of being discovered by others!"
"Then what can be done? There is no cold storage at home, what if it smells bad!" Lin Shanya felt uncomfortable when she mentioned this, "Besides, who dares to put a dead body in their own house? Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable.
I’m so flustered that I can’t sleep well!”
She was right. The Lin family was a scholarly family and not a gangster. How could there be a corpse hidden in the house?
Of course, hiding outside is not an option. If someone discovers you and calls the police, you will be in even greater trouble.
When he thought of this, Ye Xingyu didn't waste any time and said quickly: "Then let's go there now!"
Lin Shanya coyly refused to move, and whispered: "I'd better not go, let Yawei go with you!"
From her pale face, it was not difficult for Ye Xingyu to guess that she did not want to face the corpse, so she refused to go with him.
Ye Xingyu didn't force it, and turned to look at Yawei: "Do you know where it is?"
"I know." The cold Yawei answered simply.
Ye Xingyu stared at her for a few times, and it was difficult to see the cold and arrogant Yawei now as the same person as the playful Yawei who made faces just now.
"Then... let's go!" Ye Xingyu waved and told Lin Shanya, "If Yawei isn't here, just stay at home and don't go out!"
"Got it!" Lin Shanya agreed and even showed a slight smile.
Perhaps, it was because of Ye Xingyu's concern that a trace of joy could not help but grow in her heart.
Looking at Lin Shanya's charming smile, Ye Xingyu also felt heartwarming, and suddenly remembered a lyric from a long time ago:
Your smile is so beautiful, like a flower in spring, blowing away all your worries and sorrows.
Your smile is so beautiful, like the summer sunshine, and all the time in the world is as beautiful as a picture scroll.