Chapter 171 You are really smart

Aning thought it was ridiculous.

Really, she was prepared to face shocking scenes, but in the end she saw nothing. When her consciousness regained control of her body, Sang Mo told her it was over.

Didn’t you agree not to scream when you see a shocking scene?

Aning's mouth twitched as she asked the question that had always been on her mind, "So this is how your Qilin blood was transformed?"

Originally, she didn't know that Sang Mo had Qilin blood, but Sang Mo cut open his palm in front of her and used Qilin blood to transform her blood...

Aning felt that her guess was most likely the truth.

Sang Mo's eyes twitched slightly, "What are you thinking about? I'm sorry to tell you that it's not true."

"Okay, that's all for today. I'll give you a makeover every half a month."

Ah Ning, "......"

She stood up and felt it, and found that there was no other strange feeling, except for a slight tingling in her veins. She clenched her fists and realized that she seemed to have little strength.

She was shocked to find that the wound on her wrist had disappeared without her noticing.

It was as if it had never appeared. Looking at Sang Mo's intact palm, the blood stains had been wiped off with a wet tissue, and there was no wound at all.

If there hadn't been blood stains on her wrist, Aning would have really thought she had had a particularly real dream.

At this moment, she seemed to have lost the ability to express herself.

After a long while, she asked uncertainly, "Do I really have Qilin blood?"

Sang Mo was already sitting on a portable retractable chair, smoking a cigarette. When he heard this, he just gave a look in response.

When she met his gaze, Aning clearly saw the speechless emotion in his eyes.

She laughed dryly, "It's not that I didn't feel something substantial. I just couldn't believe it."

Sang Mo said, "You can try going to a place with lots of mosquitoes."

Aning, "."

Sang Mo didn't care about her thoughts. He pointed at the cushions and said, "Are there any extra cushions? Or can you sleep on the floor?"

Aning glared, "You have a very clever plan. You stole my tent and are going to steal my cushions too?"

Sang Mo was not embarrassed at all. He nodded and said, "How about you find something to help me make a bed on the floor?"

"I want to lie down. I'm a little tired."

Aning uttered the word "wait" in frustration, then turned around and walked out of the tent to look for something to sleep on.

As soon as Aning left, the evil spirit floated out from behind his ear and asked him, "Master, why did you want to transform her bloodline?"

"If it's just an experiment, it would be too much trouble."

Sang Mo skillfully extinguished the cigarette butt at the edge of the low table, where there were already two extinguished cigarette butts.

Because there was no ashtray, he chose this edge corner as an ashtray.

This was quite an eyesore at the moment, so he took out a bottle of mineral water and took a few big gulps, leaving one third of the water in the bottle. Sang Mo picked up the three cigarette butts on the corner of the table and threw them into the bottle.

I wiped it again with a tissue. The reason I did this was because I hadn't even thought of this method just now.

He was just thinking about the feasibility of transforming Aning's bloodline. He couldn't just throw the cigarette on the ground after finishing it, as the ground insulation protection of the tent would be burned by the cigarette butt.

Seeing that Sang Mo didn't reply, the evil spirit pinched his chin and thought for a while and said, "Could it be because she showed kindness to the master several times?"

After cleaning up the corners of the low table, Sang Mo said, "Didn't I tell you the reason? I admire her a lot."

"That's reason enough."

The evil spirit tilted his head, "I see, I thought it was just a few acts of kindness that she showed to her master."

Sang Mo said: "Yes, there are."

"Didn't I say that the cooperation was a pleasure?"

The evil spirit choked, "......"

It turned out that what the master said just now was true. She thought the master was making excuses to fool Aning.

At this time, the tent curtain was lifted again, and Aning bent over and came in, followed by Aken holding a cushion and a quilt.

"Sang, why did you suddenly come to the leader's tent and sleep on the floor? Do you like the leader?"

Sang Mo, "......"

Ah Ning glared at Ah Ken and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Put your things down quickly. You have nothing to do here. Go keep an eye on the others."

Aken put the things down and touched his nose speechlessly, "Sang is so handsome, team leader, you can actually consider it."

Aning kicked over.

Aken quickly stepped back and ran out of the tent. Should he stay there and wait to be beaten by the leader?

Even though he is a foreigner, he is not a fool!

Without Aken around, Aning suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but when she saw Sang Mo's expressionless face, she felt that she was embarrassed for nothing.

It is already known that Sang Mo is a homosexual, so why should she be embarrassed?

She walked over to the cushion and sat down, "I can't use my strength right now, you can make the floor mat yourself."

Sang Mo got up and spread the cushion on the ground, then lay down with the quilt as a pillow, "I'll take a nap, don't call me for dinner."

Aning looked over and saw that the man was already sleeping with his eyes closed.

I haven’t finished speaking yet. Never mind. I guess I must have used up a lot of energy just now? Uh, why does this sound a little wrong?

What word should be used to describe it?

Aning hesitated for a moment, then simply stopped this boring behavior and got up and left the tent.

As soon as she came out, she heard a voice from the left, "Aning, I have something to talk to you about."

She knew who was looking for her without even looking over. The voice sounded familiar, it must be Wu Xie.

Aning rolled her eyes and walked towards Wu Xie, who also walked towards her. "You want to go to Tamutuo, and I'll go with you. You don't mind taking me with you, right?"

Aning crossed his arms and said, "I am going to Tamudu, but why should I agree to let you join?"

"Wu Xie, this isn't the way to get equipment for free, and you're not worth my money to hire you."

Wu Xie, “!”

No, there's no need to be so blunt and hurtful, right?

Wu Xie pulled his lips a little stiffly, "Aning, after all, we have the same goal. If you want to go to Tamutu, I want to go too. If we go together, maybe I can help you."

Aning sneered, mocking him without any hesitation, "With your thin arms and legs? You can't fight either. If I take you with me, if anything happens to you, Master Wu will kill me to silence me."

Wu Xie, "..."

He was at a loss for words, so he sighed resignedly and said, "Then what do you want me to do to let you join?"

Ah Ning chuckled, "You can join me, but you can share the clues you find with me. Also, once you join my team, you must follow my command."

Wu Xie, "."

He looked at Aning speechlessly, "You are really..." smart.

"Okay, come with me."

Aning did not suspect anything and followed Wu Xie into the tent. She saw Wu Xie open his backpack, take out a notebook and hand it to her.

"This is Chen Wenjin's notebook. I found it in the sanatorium. I'm showing it to you now, but you can't take it away. Just read it here. I haven't finished studying it yet."

Aning took the notebook and opened it to read.

Zhang Qiling, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at Aning. There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes. Why did he feel that Aning's aura seemed to have changed?

This vaguely familiar feeling...what is it?