The earth continued to tremble, and the entire Cloud Central Hospital seemed to have been thrown into a giant washing machine. Fortunately, the buildings were protected by strong spells cast by previous directors and would not be easily destroyed, so they were still safe for the time being.
Nan Xian was carefully escorted by Ahua all the way, and the two entered the complex building.
He walked to an elevator that was blocked by a "Under Repair" sign and said to Nan Xian, "Wait a moment."
Nan Xian watched his movements with curiosity.
Ahua took out an ID card from his pocket. In the upper right corner of the card was a one-inch photo of a golden monkey. Its fur was neatly combed back, and it was wearing a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, looking quite refined.
Her gaze unconsciously fell on his face.
Is Ahua a golden monkey?
But... Nan Xian stared at him for a moment, then gradually frowned in confusion.
She found that she couldn't see his true form clearly, but unlike Director Zheng, who was flawless and indistinguishable from an ordinary person, there was a murky thing on the top of Ahua's head, with a very blurry shape.
She instinctively felt that it didn't seem to be a golden monkey.
Ahua held his ID card close to the roadblock, which beeped and then the prohibition sign on it flashed green, indicating passage. The elevator doors then slowly opened.
"We can go now." He turned to look at Nan Xian, meeting her probing gaze.
Ahua was taken aback, and instinctively put the ID card back into his pocket. "What's wrong?"
Nan Xian: "What is your original form?"
He smiled and said, "I am a golden monkey, or more precisely, a Yunnan golden monkey. Why are you looking at me like that? Is there a problem?"
As he spoke, he quietly moved closer to her, one hand behind his back as if he were grasping at something.
Nan Xian keenly noticed his unusual movement, and alarm bells went off in her mind instantly. She quickly scanned her surroundings out of the corner of her eye—
This is the first floor of the complex, and there is a service station just a few meters away.
Without thinking, she rushed over and quickly grabbed a chair.
Ahua quickly caught up. She held a chair in front of her, the legs facing him, and said in a deep voice, "You're not the real Ahua. You've possessed his body, haven't you?"
"Pfft—Miss Nan, you have quite the imagination." He stopped in his tracks, tilted his head to look at her, and raised the corners of his mouth in a slightly malicious smile. "It was Situ Ting who personally entrusted you to me, how can you not trust me?"
Nan Xian got goosebumps from his smile. She became even more certain of her guess. She gripped the chair so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and her heart began to pound wildly.
This is just a chair; it can't stop a demon that wants to harm people.
Moreover, it's just him and me here. If he wanted to harm me, he could do it anytime. So why is he still playing games with me?
Her mind raced, quickly devising strategies to stall for time while trying to pinpoint his concerns. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck her—
When she first entered the Cloud Central Hospital, Situ Ting told her about a special rule there.
The hospital not only houses non-humans, but also many humans with special abilities, such as the Situ family. To prevent conflict between the two sides, the hospital director asked a reclusive cultivator to place a restriction on the hospital: if a physical conflict occurs between humans and demons and one side uses magic to attack, the spellcaster will be immediately "locked" in place by the restriction.
This restriction is like an invincible shield, except that it is mandatory. Unless one's cultivation level is several times higher than that of the reclusive cultivator, one cannot forcefully break it from the inside. Only the Dean himself can remove it.
That's why Ahua didn't dare to lay a hand on himself...
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