Chapter 37 Methods
The next morning, Youying woke up from a very comfortable sleep, and what she saw when she opened her eyes was Satan with a dissatisfied look on his face.

There were faint dark circles under the eyes of the man, his short dark hair was messy, and his sinister eyes were half closed, adding a bit of dejection. He was wearing a black coat, his back was not straight, his hands were in his trousers pockets, and he was wearing Some scoundrels.

Youying: "...why, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Why didn't you sleep well?" Satan replied in a calm voice, his gloomy eyes locked on Youying, "It's because I didn't sleep at all!!" His tone was full of complaints.

"Why don't you sleep?" Youying blinked and asked doubtfully, "Did I disturb you while I was sleeping?"

"No, no," Satan said, "You sleep very peacefully. Maybe it's because I'm not used to sleeping in the same room with others. When I close my eyes, it's your damn sleeping state. How can you fall asleep? How can you possibly sleep?" ?!”

Youying was silent. Even though she was extremely smart, she was helpless. This situation was not something she could solve.

Seeing that Youying remained silent, Satan raised his voice a little more, "Hurry up and get rid of the things in my room! I don't want to sleep in the same room with you tonight! You are such an idiot!" As he said, he After walking out of the door, he turned to look at Youying who was standing there, "Follow me! You stupid fool!"

After hearing Satan's urging, Youying quickly ran forward and followed behind him.

After breakfast, Youying and Satan stood at the door of room ten.

Satan stepped forward, stretched out his slender fingers with clear bones and pressed on the identifier, and the metal door opened automatically with a bang.He pushed the door open with one hand and found that it was not easy to push it open, so he applied more force.When the metal door was completely pushed open, the vines spreading crazily inside were already full.

Satan and Youying: "..."

Satan looked at the vines spreading to his feet, his sharp brows furrowed tightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Time seemed to stand still for a moment. Then, the entire corridor resounded with Satan's disgusted and unbearable voice, "Disgusting." !”

Half an hour later, Satan threw the cut vines into the trash can, while Youying watched silently.

After taking care of those things, Satan walked into the room. When passing Youying, he urged in a cold voice, "Go quickly, you idiot!"

In the room, those twisted green vines were still sprouting branches vaguely, crawling out from all directions on the ground. Broken green leaves were falling on the ground. The windows were still there, but the writing on them had changed.

Youying walked into the window and slowly read out the meaning of the English sentence above: "How pitiful, sinful man, what are you struggling with? What is the difference between death and survival?"

After hearing You Ying reciting a sentence, Satan, who was looking at the room, came over and asked in a gloomy tone, "What are you talking to yourself about? What about death and survival?" As he spoke, his tone was filled with excitement and weirdness. , asked in a low voice, "Do you want to kill someone?"

Hearing this, Youying shook her head and replied, "No."

"Exactly." After hearing the unsatisfactory answer, Satan stood up straight and left. He walked to the wall and stared at the vines trying to spread. Huo Dadi stretched out his feet and kicked hard until the vines he kicked were to pieces. He didn't even dare to risk them. Instead, he shrank back.

Youying didn't care too much about Satan's movements, but quietly looked at the lines of red writing.

Is it raining outside the window?The water mist is probably an illusion?
There were water drops on the outside of the glass window, and it was hazy, so you couldn't see what was outside. The red writing on it was neat and beautiful, but something seemed wrong.

Youying stretched out her hand to touch the red writing. Suddenly, those words dissipated like smoke, and then, new fonts appeared.

"The living are inside and the dead are outside. They can never be touched, except in dreams." Youying muttered the meaning of the English sentence on the glass, lowered his eyes half-closed, stretched out his fingers and pressed them on the blood-colored writing, and the fingertips were still in contact with the writing. There is a certain distance and no contact——

This glass window is just a display screen.

The living, the dead, dreams.

What is life?What is death?
"Hey! Have you figured out a solution to these ghost things? Youying!" Satan's voice interrupted Youying's distraction.

The man held a butterfly knife in his hand, and the blade quickly scratched a few times on the vines, cutting off the spreading vines again.His three-dimensional and deep face was hidden in the darkness, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, his sharp brows were furrowed, and his dark eyes were filled with black mist.

Satan repeatedly dealt with the regrown vines, and then complained to Youying, "What! Have you come up with a solution? Just burn them to death!!"

Youying turned to look at Satan with calm eyes. She nodded slightly and replied, "Yes, okay."

"Ah! Tell me earlier! I'll look for the source of the fire." As he said that, Satan held the butterfly knife in his hand and shook it with a sharp blade. He put the knife back into his pocket and put his hands in his coat pockets. Turn around and walk outside.

"Wait a minute..." Youying wanted to stop Satan, but the other party quickly disappeared at the door and disappeared. She stood there and murmured helplessly, "I'm not looking for fire."

Knowing that Satan was not a reliable person, Youying decided to resolve these matters by herself. She turned around and looked at the glass window. The writing on it had disappeared, and no new words appeared.

Youying folded her hands together and placed them on her chest. After a moment of silence, she left the room.

After walking out of the room, Youying walked straight towards Bai Ye's bedroom. She looked at the number "07" on the metal door and reached out to press the doorbell button next to the metal door.

"Ding-dong-"

The metal door rang to signal the doorbell, and not long after, the door was opened.

Bai Ye opened the door and saw Youying outside. A kind smile appeared on Wenya's face. He asked, "Youying, is something okay?"

"Hmm... Excuse me, do you have any anesthetics here?" Youying asked hesitantly.

"What do you need anesthetic for?" Bai Ye asked with a smile. Suddenly he seemed to realize something. He put away the smile on his lips and asked, "Is it because of player No. [-]?"

Although it is an interrogative sentence, it is an affirmative tone.

Sensing Bai Ye's subtle emotional changes, Youying was silent for a moment, but still nodded slightly.

"I'm sorry, Youying, I have already used up the anesthetic when treating player No. [-] yesterday." Bai Ye's tone was slightly apologetic. After saying that, he hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "Youying, I hope you can leave." Player [-], stay away, he...may hurt you."

Hearing this, Youying lowered her eyes and remained silent without answering.

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