Yanluo pulled out a bottle of lemon tea from somewhere.
"Okay, here's something to make it up to you."
Tu Keke looked at the lemon tea with surprise, took it, inserted a straw, and happily took a sip.
"Uncle, why are some ghouls born at such a high level?"
Bored? Let's start the Corpse Demon Class!
Yanlu patiently answered the questions for the little golden retriever.
"It depends on the strength of the soul and the concentration of various evil energies at the time of death; the strength of each person's soul is different."
"Death transformation, to be precise, is a change caused by the strong evil energy infecting the soul after a person dies. The common saying that the stronger the evil energy, the higher the realm is is a very general statement."
"In fact, it is not only affected by evil spirits, but also by the strength of the soul."
"Take that eighth-tier female ghoul you encountered, for example. After investigation, it turned out that she had been sexually harassed by her boss for five years. The fact that she could endure it for so long shows that her soul strength is not bad."
"Soul strength and the concentration of evil energy go hand in hand. You can put yourself in their shoes. You can endure it, and you can endure it for a long time. Your resentment is off the charts. If you're not strong, who is?"
Tu Keke felt a chill.
"I can't relate to it at all."
Why didn't she choose to resist?
Tu Keke couldn't understand Zhong Yan's thoughts.
Yanlu put her arm around Tu Keke's shoulder and looked at the children playing in front of her.
"Coco, people are very complicated. Perhaps she has some unspeakable difficulties."
"Going back to the previous question, this does not mean that the person's soul strength is high. The concentration of evil energy has a higher priority than the soul strength."
"Let me give you another example. In August, your sister Miaomiao and I went out early in the morning to deal with an eighth-tier monster."
"Later, when I read the report reconstructing the whole incident, I discovered that this eighth-tier creature was weak-willed in life, but its concentration of evil energy was extremely high. It was born at the eighth tier."
"The birth of a ghoul is very complex, involving not only the concentration of evil energy but also the strength of the soul. One is the accurate data on the surface, and the other is the underlying factors."
"Therefore, we usually only use the concentration of evil energy to measure the strength of a ghoul."
Tu Keke nodded, as if to say, "So that's how it is."
"The upper limit of a ghoul with a high soul strength is definitely higher than that of a ghoul with a high concentration of evil energy. Among the ninth-order ghouls that have appeared so far, each one has a very high soul strength."
"A high concentration of evil energy is useless. There are countless people who have suffered, and whose concentration of evil energy is not high? But the strength of the soul is something that cannot be studied. This statement originated among the second-generation demon hunters."
"However, we can observe them from their deeds in life. There are too many specific factors and they are too vague. These are not things that we ghost hunters should consider. We just need to study how to kill ghosts."
The blonde girl simply nodded, leaning on the young man's arm as she watched her sister and friends play.
"The ghouls are essentially a group of pathetic monsters, but we must never show them any pity. They will harm the living, so we must find the truth."
"Give Longxia a true era of peace and prosperity."
Tu Keke chuckled, and strange ideas popped into her head again.
"Uncle, if I died and became a ghoul, would you kill me?"
Yan Luo sighed and rubbed his forehead. He leaned close to the little golden retriever's ear and whispered in a low voice, like a devil's whisper.
I won't kill you.
“Our little golden retriever is so cute, I’m going to dig a basement in the yard and imprison him there. Ghouls have an extremely strong hunger.”
“I’m going to dress you in a shameful little suit, make you kneel on the ground, and make me go trim Sama.”
"Only through humble supplication can one survive."
"Like taming a puppy, I will trample on your dignity ruthlessly, leaving you utterly defeated."
"Become my **".
As she spoke, Yanluo let out a loud, enthusiastic laugh.
Tu Keke hugged her arms tightly, her body trembled violently, and she let out a strong expression of contempt.
"Look, look, you've revealed your true thoughts."
"Perverted lolicon!!"
"How disgusting!!"
Around 9 o'clock, after returning home, Tu Keke took her younger sister to take a bath. Yan Luo picked her up and asked for a pet, while Shi Yue rubbed against her trouser leg.
I rubbed the little calico's head and scratched its chin. October made a purring sound and looked very comfortable.
Bai Ningbing, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, saw Yan Luo petting the cat and couldn't help but blush when she thought about how he had taken advantage of her last night.
This bastard!!!
Yan Luo sensed the gaze, looked at Bai Ningbing, and smiled slightly.
"What's wrong, Sister Ningbing?"
"Would you like to touch it too?"
Whom are you touching?
Bai Ningbing's thoughts were in turmoil, becoming more and more chaotic. She snorted coldly and continued reading her book.
Yanlu put Shiyue down and plopped down between Chi Miaomiao and Bai Ningbing.
Chi Miaomiao put down her phone.
"Go take a shower, everyone in the family has already showered."
"Or does my brother want my beloved back scrub?"
Yan Luo reached out and pinched Chi Miaomiao's fair and smooth thigh.
"I don't want to, you slut."
"You're always trying to take advantage of me."
Chi Miaomiao blinked her beady eyes.
"I won't say who ultimately benefits from overthrowing the Heavenly Gang!"
Yan Luo scoffed.
"What, you dare to argue with me?"
The young man went up and immediately gave him a tickling treatment, a kind of family discipline.
This time, Chi Miaomiao wouldn't give in to Yanluo. Both of them were ticklish, and they soon started wrestling.
Bai Ningbing was interrupted from reading by the two, so she punched Yan Luo on the head.
"Don't bully Miaomiao."
Yan Luo, scratching his head, watched Chi Miaomiao leaning against Bai Ningbing's chest with a smug look on her face and secretly vowed to teach Chi Miaomiao a lesson.
Back in the master bedroom, Su Qing, who had just finished showering, was using the computer when Yan Luo hugged her from behind.
"You're back?"
"Yes, I'm back."
Su Qing tilted her head back, and Yan Luo, understanding her intention, kissed the girl's lips.
After lingering for a while, Yanluo went downstairs to take a shower.
Yanluo returned to the master bedroom after drying her hair. The hairdryer was usually kept in the master bedroom because Yanluo was the one who dried the hair of all the girls in the family, and even Lu Jiajing had joined in.
Yan Luo didn't think much of it; he was more than happy to serve the baby-faced, bespectacled girl.
Su Qing plugged in the hairdryer, patted the bedside, and gestured for Yan Luo to sit down.
Yanluo sat down on the edge of the bed, and Su Qing stood on the bed, blowing Yanluo's hair from behind.
"Ayan, why does your hair look redder and redder?"
Originally, her black hair was interspersed with a few strands of red hair, which looked very unique. Now, Yanluo's hair has a red hair that is almost as much as her black hair.
Yan Luo also noticed this phenomenon.
Since there were no abnormalities in his body, it seemed that his control over chaos was becoming deeper and deeper, which indicated that his connection with Shao Shenyun was becoming closer.
So her hair is now a mix of black and red, but thankfully it's not half red and half black, which would be too ugly. If it were like that, Yanluo felt that being bald wouldn't be so bad.
After reassuring Su Qing for a while and telling her that there was no problem, the young couple each took a computer, and Yan Luo started her work for the day, while Su Qing continued to work on her homework.
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