My host is the thief six

Chapter 421 Ancestor, can't you afford it? (26)

"That...is a human, right?"

"It seems so? Why are you lying there motionless?"

"Mr. Ai, isn't this the place where the blood race once lived? Why is there a person lying there?"

The group of students behind Ai Boyan held their noses and asked questions, their faces full of doubts.

But the former subconsciously looked at Yu Sheng.

Humans' sense of smell is not as sensitive as that of blood races. They can only smell the strong musty smell in the air, but they cannot smell the bloody smell that is about to dissipate here.

There have been blood clans here recently.

Reminiscent of the recent cases of human beings being sucked into mummy frequently, how could Ai Boyan not know what was going on in front of him?
This is simply a crime scene!

Ai Boyan swallowed his saliva, and looked back at the people behind him. Because of the dim light in the castle, they couldn't see clearly.

His mind was running fast, and Ai Boyan was always searching for an excuse to leave here.

It's not that he thinks about these human beings, but that his current identity as a blood race cannot be exposed.

And this group of students was brought out by him, and silence... definitely cannot be silenced.

However, before he could think of a solution, he saw Yu Sheng and Ming He walking in holding hands.

Ai Boyan: "..."

Why does he always have the feeling that he is about to receive a lunch box?

Bite the bullet, he only hoped that the person of the same kind who was here had already left, or that he would not show up to disturb the current peace.

For him, these human beings are neither very fond of nor distasteful, and now the occasional teaching life is quite good.

"Everyone, don't get too close to the center of this ancient castle. This ancient castle is already very dilapidated and there is a risk of collapse at any time. You can just watch around from the edge."

As long as the light is dim and they don't get close to the center, they shouldn't find the corpse on the small table, right?

After living for so long, Ai Boyan tasted this kind of stealth for the first time.

"Good teacher Ai."

The students responded one after another, and then wandered around in twos and twos, reaching out to touch the shedding wall from time to time, and then writing something in the small notebook they carried with them.

Everything went smoothly, and Ai Boyan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at the small table in the center of the castle.

On it was the corpse of a young girl, surrounded by a circle of bright red roses, and the clothes she was wearing were obviously not from this century.

Seeing this, Ai Boyan sighed, he was another unlucky child who was favored by the blood race.

After staying here for a long time, Ai Boyan did not feel the breath of the same kind, so he was relieved.

When he was about to search for the rest of his life, he discovered that this old ancestor had taken her little human away somewhere!
With a thump in his heart, Ai Boyan looked around the dark surroundings a little nervously.

No, except for those students around, he didn't see the ancestor!

It should be... nothing will happen, right?
Here, Yu Sheng led Ming He directly to a certain room in this ancient castle.

This room is different from the empty hall outside. There are a few furniture and even a coffin inside.

"Lan Qing, I always have a bad feeling..."

Ming He grasped Yu Sheng's hand tightly, clasped his fingers, and frowned.

This feeling is sudden and strong, making people uneasy.

(End of this chapter)