MTL - He Has To Be Human, Right? !-Chapter 83 The way of heaven is clear, evil will be rewarded with evil. I am not your father. ...

Under the combined effect of goat milk and mana, although the cub was still as angry as a hair, his life was saved.

It's just that people are stupid and don't talk much. I don't know whether I am stupid or hungry for a long time.

Hu Fengyuan asked Ye Ying: "What are you going to do?"

Ye Ying looked at him questioningly.

Hu Fengyuan looked at her as if she hadn't thought about anything, and said helplessly, "This kid is only three or four years old. Are you going to find someone to send it to, or raise it yourself?"

Ye Ying looked shocked: "I raise it myself? How?"

She is far different from Hu Feng, nor like the gray fairy who likes to mix in the world. She stayed in the mountains for a long time, like an old man, without any curiosity about the outside world.

Could it be that a human being has been living with her in the fairy temple? You know, she doesn't even have a cave.

Besides, she couldn't say she hated this kid, but she hated him very much. She didn't want to take on such troublesome things.

Hu Fengyuan supported his forehead speechlessly: "...then you should find a family to give it to you."

After a pause, he added: "After all, she is a human being, so it is not an option to let her live in the mountains."

Ye Ying curled her lips dispensably, anyway, she didn't want to have too much cause and effect with the son.

It was just a whim to save her life.

But she is a responsible weasel after all, and she finally moved her lord to find a place for the cub.

The impact of the famine was too great, so Ye Ying shopped around and finally found a kind family in Huizhou, a place with simple folk customs, prosperity and stability.

The old couple in this family have a good relationship with the neighbors, often entertain the neighbor's children, and don't look down on the girls. Ye Ying observed for a long time, and compared to others, she felt that this one was the best.

With her temper, what she has done for this cub can already be called the utmost benevolence.

So, choosing a day, Ye Ying took the cub to the entrance of the alley.

The cub was very good, but he still didn't say a word. Ye Ying almost suspected that she was dumb, but she didn't have the desire to entice her to speak.

One big and one small stood together, neither far nor close. Ye Ying didn't even hold the cub's hand, she didn't like contact with humans.

Ye Ying looked down at the child who was not much higher than her knees, not knowing what to say.

In fact, the cub had been raised for a month without a word being spoken between the two of them. And the cub was obviously distracted, his eyes fixed on the small stall across the street.

The stall was filled with colorful gadgets, Ye Ying looked around, and finally chose a small fish-shaped sachet, which should be a small souvenir for the cub.

She didn't know why she wanted to keep a souvenir, but she just felt that it was incomplete to leave so empty-handed without even saying a word.

When she handed the sachet to the boy, the boy's eyes lit up.

The cub raised his little hand carefully and took the sachet. Then, she raised her small face and opened her mouth cautiously.

This is the first time Ye Ying heard her voice, timidly and admiringly: "Daddy."

Ye Ying: "..."

Her face and voice were as cold as ever: "I'm not your father."

This sentence obviously made the cub a little confused and a little disappointed. Ye Ying didn't care about her any more, just turned around and walked to the depths of the alley.

After walking a few steps, she found that the cub hadn't followed, she turned her head and said, "Come here."

The cub pursed his mouth and lowered his eyes in aggrieved manner, but in the end he didn't speak any more and just followed quietly.

Ye Ying sent her to the gate of the house, and said: "You just wait here."

She lowered her head to look at the cub. After raising it for a month, she had grown some flesh. Song Ru tied her a croissant braid, and dressed her up very cutely, making her look pleasing.

Ye Ying thought for a while, took out a few bank notes, folded them and stuffed them in the cub's hands.

This bank note was still taken from Hu Fengyuan, she didn't need it at all in the mountain world.

Ye Ying's heart is very simple, she just thinks that the person who adopts her will treat her better and won't give her a hard time.

A human's life is only a few decades, and she paved the way for the cub. In this way, this cause and effect can be regarded as over.

So she straightened up, turned and left.

The cub didn't catch up, he just stood there and watched her back from a distance.

She is still too young to understand many things, but Ye Ying told her to wait here.

She raised the small fish sachet in her hand and giggled.

When Ye Ying walked out of the alley, she met the old man who had come back from a bird walk.

The old man was the adopter she had chosen for the cub. Perhaps because of his wealthy family, he looks younger than his peers because of his benevolent eyebrows.

The moment the two passed by, Ye Ying suddenly smelled a faint smell.

She paused, and when she turned around, the old man had already walked away while whistling.

Probably... I smelled it wrong.

Ye Ying turned her head and left as if nothing had happened.

After returning to the mountain world, Hu Fengyuan looked at her empty-handed and was stunned: "Are you really sent away?"

Ye Ying looked at him speechlessly, signaling not to talk nonsense: "Otherwise?"

"I thought you would accept her as a younger brother." Hu Fengyuan picked up the teapot and poured Ye Ying a cup of tea, and then refilled his own cup.

Ye Ying answered briefly: "Her fate is not suitable for me."

Besides, she didn't even think about accepting any younger brother. Other immortal families accept disciples to accumulate merit, but she doesn't go out at all, and she has no chance to make karma, so why do she need merit.

Songru was worried, and asked repeatedly: "Master Liu, have you taken care of everything? Don't be a stalker, that's really a sheep in a tiger's mouth."

Ye Ying shook her head, the old couple seemed to like their children very much, and their family background was not bad, so there was no need to abduct their children.

Song Ru sighed: "It's really not a good time. I heard that recently there are a group of people who, in order to earn money, break children's limbs, or make them into some weird disabilities, and throw them on the street to beg for money..."

Ye Ying replied: "No, I left Hu Fengyuan's bank notes to her."

Hu Fengyuan on the opposite side shook his hand, and the tea bowl fell on the table. He was dumbfounded: "Two thousand taels of silver, you just give it to a child who can't understand anything?!"

What if people think that this is the lost daughter of a rich family, who was greedy for money and killed her, what if there is no proof? !

Ye Ying had too little contact with human beings, so she didn't expect such a possibility at all, so she froze on the spot.

Hu Fengyuan patted her on the back with hatred for being weak, and suddenly got up: "Let's go!"

The two rushed to the small county town of Huizhou in a hurry. This time Ye Ying didn't care about those things, and fell directly into the yard.

As soon as it landed, Hu Fengyuan frowned, with disgust on his face: "What's the smell?"

It has a strong fishy smell, like fish that has been exposed to the sun for three days after death. The fox resisted the urge to sneeze, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were dark: "It's an evil smell."

Evil?

Ye Ying raised her footsteps and walked into the house.

Following the scent of the cub, she rushed all the way to the door of the side room next to the main house. In broad daylight, there was no one in the courtyard of the main house. I wonder if they were screened back.

The disgusting stench intensified, making Xianjia, who has a keen sense of smell, almost want to vomit.

Hu Fengyuan, who was chasing after him, kicked open the door, startling the people in the room instantly.

The old man with a white beard was kneeling on the couch, and a pair of skinny hands were grabbing the little girl's pants and pulling them down.

The girl didn't know what was going on, and she looked at the two people with livid faces at the door, still holding the small fish sachet in her hand.

In an instant, the blue flame swept across like a gust of wind, and instantly burst into a **** mist like splashed ink in the room!

For the first time, Ye Ying hugged the cub in her arms, and tightly covered her eyes, which turned into blue animal pupils, and her expressionless face showed a sense of coldness.

Hu Fengyuan stood in front of her, and hurriedly advised: "Don't make killing karma recklessly!"

"Get out of the way." Ye Ying's voice was cold: "This kind of person, death is not a pity."

Hu Fengyuan smiled: "Isn't death too cheap for him?"

He walked forward, knelt down and looked at the blood-drenched old man, his eyes turned into a strange golden color: "...it's better to let him suffer the consequences."

As soon as the words fell, the old man's body twitched!

His eyes were wide open, all the muscles in his body were trembling, and large beads of sweat fell down.

With difficulty, he raised his blood-stained arm to cover his shriveled buttocks. There was a severe tearing pain, as if something had tossed and ground his guts.

The gasping of a dying man came out of the old man's throat, and his chest heaved violently, but it didn't help—this kind of excruciating pain would accompany him for the rest of his life, day and night, without end.

It wouldn't hurt him physically, but enough to torture his spirit.

Evil comes with evil.

Hu Fengyuan's eyes returned to normal, he looked around, and his tone was full of disgust: "He probably practiced some kind of sorcery, and he wants to use girls as seduces. I think his appearance is much younger than his bone age, it seems that this is the evil spirit. The effect of the technique."

Ye Ying frowned, not wanting to hear such nonsense at all. What human beings do can always break through Huang Daxian's imagination.

Hu Fengyuan's eyes fell back to the cub in her arms. Maybe she was drugged, the big movement just now didn't startle her, she even fell asleep now.

Hu Fengyuan looked at the cub, then at Ye Ying, and sighed: "It seems that this cause and effect, if you don't want to, you will end up with it."

Ye Ying looked at the cub in her arms with a gloomy expression and said nothing.

…

Two years later, early in the morning, the entire Nancheng was awakened by the festive Chuichuidada.

Ten miles of red makeup, firecrackers blared, all the dignified people in the city gathered in the newly completed Hu's house in Taohua Lane.

The bride is said to be Boss Hu's childhood sweetheart in his hometown. They were engaged since they were young, and they got married in the agreed year. On this day, the house was full of people coming and going, congratulating on the prosperity of the family, and it was very lively.

The little girl with pink make-up and jade was sitting on the high chair, her two little legs were drooping, dangling one after another. Ye Ying glanced at her lightly: "Deportment."

The little girl pursed her lips, sat down obediently, and looked curiously at the bride and groom who were paying their respects.

Boss Hu, who has always been shrewd, laughed foolishly, almost grinning to the bottom of his ears.

The little girl stared at it for a while, then suddenly asked: "Will Aunt Songru and Uncle Hu have a baby?"

"It will be..."

Ye Ying's answer was not sure. Although immortal families can marry humans, it is still quite difficult to produce offspring. Most of them depend on metaphysics—after all, races are different.

She wasn't sure either.

The little girl said again: "Then Uncle Hu will be your father."

"yes."

The little girl turned her head and looked at Ye Ying: "Is that old fairy my father?"

"No." Ye Ying couldn't help sighing.

She has answered this question a hundred and eighty times, but this child can always ask the hundred and eighty-first time persistently.

She looked into the child's shining eyes and answered her for the umpteenth time.

"The old fairy is your master."