Chapter 2 Brother Zhuzhe

"What on earth is on Zhu Zhe's body?" Zhu Huai frowned slightly as he looked at the black energy. Yin Quan in his mind looked up after hearing his words, and his slender tentacles exploded in shock: "Wow, there's a ghost!"

Zhu Huai: "..." He looked at Yin Quan and asked tentatively: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Yin Quan finally reacted and retracted his fur. He said, "Your brother doesn't look well. Did you see the black energy coming from him?"

Zhu Huai nodded. He himself didn't know why he could see these things. Even though he had stayed in the Liu family for so long and had vaguely known many strange things around the gods, this did not mean that Zhu Huai could accept such things happening to people around him.

Zhu Huai asked, "Where did those things come from? Is this the mission you want me to complete? What will happen if I don't complete it?"

Yin Quan said, "If you don't complete the mission, you will die." It flapped its wings sternly and added, "You need to change your own destiny, and this of course also includes the people around you."

Is this Yin Quan's purpose? Zhu Huai had a feeling that this matter wasn't that simple, but something else was more important right now. Yin Quan continued, "Don't underestimate these tasks. If you don't handle them, not only will your brother be in trouble, but these things will also affect others... Your brother is like a ghost sucking his yang energy away. He's only in his teens, but he looks like he's already half buried."

It was right. Zhuzhe looked like a social animal who was completely drained by work. He was like a straw swaying in the wind, and he was about to collapse with a snap at any time.

Zhu Huai said, "Why me?"

Yin Quan stroked his fine fur and said, "Because you have the ability."

Zhu Huai had never seen these things in his previous life, but he still felt very familiar with them. In the Liu family's temple, on the Liu family's altar, and beside the deity whom he should call the Lord of the Contract, he could feel this extremely cold power. It was everywhere.

But the black energy on Zhu Zhe's body was much weaker than that on Liu Xiang's body. If Liu Xiang gave Zhu Huai the feeling of unfathomable coldness like the abyss, then the black energy on Zhu Zhe's body was like rootless duckweed, powerless and would dissipate soon.

This kid must have touched something he shouldn't have touched somewhere, or he must have been plotted against by someone.

Zhu Huai said, "Xiaozhe, what's wrong with you? Are you staying up late playing games again?"

Zhuzhe is a popular e-sports player. He passed the youth training last year and joined the professional team. He is the backbone of the team. This period is an important stage for him to prepare for the competition. However, in the past few days, Zhuzhe has been absent-minded. He is in poor condition and makes mistakes during training. If this continues, Zhuzhe may lose the opportunity to play this time.

His captain repeatedly told him to have a good rest and not to put too much pressure on himself, but Zhuzhe didn't know how to explain his condition to others: he felt confused and every time he fell asleep, he would hear a voice in his ear, and that voice was saying something to him.

There were a few times when Zhuzhe woke up from a dream and inexplicably found himself standing in front of other teammates' beds, or walking into the corridor, with one step left to reach the high-rise stairs.

Zhu Zhe was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat: if he took one more step, he might fall down the stairs!

This situation was too weird, so the captain could only give Zhuzhe a holiday and let him go back to have a good rest. But Zhuzhe knew that if his condition could not be restored, he might be forced to withdraw from this competition.

Zhu Zhe had paid too much for this competition and he couldn't give up, but his physical condition was getting worse and worse. Even going to the hospital several times was of no avail and no mental problems were found.

Zhu Zhe was almost driven crazy by the torture. He sighed and said to Zhu Huai, "I'm going home to rest for a while this time. I'm fine."

This doesn't look like everything is fine. Zhu Huai said, "Tell me if you have anything to say. How can you compete in this state?"

Zhu Zhe nodded tiredly. He had no appetite. Zhu Mo was worried about him, but the restaurant called and said that a table of guests was making trouble and insisted on eating what Zhu Mo had prepared.

He could only leave in a hurry. With Zhu Huai around, Zhu Mo was not worried about any big problems. The development this time was completely different from his previous life. At that time, Zhu Huai had been placed under house arrest by the Gu family. His father had left, and Zhu Huai was not by his side. Coupled with the influence of the black air on his body, Zhu Zhe fell down the stairs in a trance. He was not in danger of life, but his right hand was severely injured and he could not continue his professional life.

After the core members of the team left, his team also lost the game to another opponent who had always been in second place.

But this time, Zhu Huai was destined not to let the experience of his previous life repeat itself. He looked at Zhu Zhe who was in a daze. Just when he sat down to eat, this guy yawned several times.

Zhu Huai said, "Eat, why don't you eat? Or are you unable to eat?"

Seeing Zhu Zhe unable to eat, Zhu Huai didn't hesitate to be polite with him. He ate most of the eggplant in front of Zhu Zhe, with a crisp sound. The eggplant was not greasy at all, and the pig's trotter soup was milky white. The kidney beans were stewed until soft and melted into the soup, and the pig's trotter was boneless.

While eating, Zhu Huai said, "This pig's trotter tastes really good. I haven't eaten my father's cooking for a long time." This is true. Zhu Huai can't remember the last time he reunited with his family.

Zhu Zhe stared blankly, the dark blue under his eyes deepening. Seeing his favorite pig's trotter slowly disappearing before his eyes, his eyes were filled with sadness and pain. Zhu Zhe said, "Leave me one bite, you bastard."

Zhu Huai glanced at him while continuing to eat. Perhaps he was provoked by his hateful brother. He picked up the chopsticks and was about to reach for the pig's trotter when his fingers trembled slightly. The next second, Zhu Zhe fell asleep in front of Zhu Huai, with the black air lingering on his body. Zhu Huai became a little alert when he saw this scene, but what he didn't expect was that the unconscious Zhu Zhe slowly stood up, his eyes were heavily closed, Zhu Zhe lowered his head, and then turned and walked in a certain direction.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Huai put down his chopsticks, he pulled Zhu Zhe and observed his current condition. Zhu Zhe's lips opened, he seemed to be muttering something, his voice was very low, word by word came out slowly from his mouth, he chewed it between his teeth before spitting it out.

Zhu Zhe seemed to be repeating a few words. Zhu Huai leaned over to listen. As he got closer, he finally heard two words uttered from Zhu Zhe's mouth: "I'm hungry."

Zhu Huai was stunned for a moment. He stood up straight and watched his brother repeating those three words over and over again as if sleepwalking. The room fell silent, and an icy chill spread around Zhu Huai. The temperature continued to drop. Invisibly, Zhu Huai could even hear a vague voice that did not belong to Zhu Zhe, mumbling something. Zhu Zhe turned around and was about to leave. He walked into the kitchen, but he wanted to take something out of the kitchen...

With a "slap", Zhu Huai stretched out his hand and slapped Zhu Zhe on the head with an expressionless face. In Zhu Zhe's hand, he was holding Cheng Liang's kitchen knife.

"Is he possessed by a ghost?" Zhu Huai's tone was very calm. To him, the current situation was not too weird.

However, the furry moth in his mind was already shaking like a sieve. It lay on the ground, its voice trembling a little: "That shouldn't be it? We have to believe in science."

A moth actually said this to him. Zhu Huai said, "You still believe this stuff? I thought you were the most unscientific person here."

While they were talking, Zhuzhe's body had begun to tremble, as if controlled by something, holding the kitchen knife tightly in his hand. Zhu Huai quickly snatched the knife away and dragged Zhuzhe out of the kitchen forcefully. Zhuzhe seemed to want to resist, but perhaps the breath of Zhu Huai made him feel very comfortable. Zhuzhe trembled for a while, and finally decided to follow Zhu Huai away.

Zhu Huai had a headache. Zhu Zhe had indeed lost consciousness at this moment, but he would do some unpredictable things while sleepwalking. Zhu Huai didn't know what Zhu Zhe had done, but if he could sleepwalk in his sleep, then Zhu Zhe in the dream might unconsciously walk to the front of his sleeping teammates, and he might be holding a sharp kitchen knife in his hand.

"Could this kid chop other people up as food in his dream?" Zhu Huai said, asking Yin Quan what to do. He had seen Liu Xiang deal with some strange things before, but Zhu Huai could not see those things before, and Liu Xiang would not let him come into contact with those things.

Yin Quan said: "In his case, we still have to rely on you. Wake him up first."

Zhu Huai was surprised for a moment, but quickly calmed down: "I will."

Yin Quan nodded, and the next second, it took out a small notebook from its fur. A rune appeared in Zhu Huai's mind. He raised his finger and drew a rune on Zhu Zhe's body. This was the first time he did such a thing. For some reason, an inexplicable spiritual power flowed out from his limbs and bones. Willow tree patterns slowly emerged on his arms. Compared with his previous life, these patterns became much lighter, but they still slowly spread on his body, unscrupulously occupying the fair skin.

Zhu Huai didn't seem to realize this. He only felt that the action of drawing the talisman was very difficult at the beginning, but then it gradually became smoother, as if some power belonging to him was taking effect. When the talisman was finished, Zhu Zhe's originally ferocious face finally calmed down. The black energy on his body dissipated, as if it was forcibly suppressed by something. Zhu Zhe's body trembled, and he fell heavily on the bed as if he had lost his strength.

His breathing slowed down and his body relaxed completely, as if he had finally had a good dream. Zhu Huai watched this scene and covered him with a blanket. He had been responsible for taking care of his younger brother since he was young. Even though he knew that he was adopted, Zhu Zhe and he still had a good relationship. Zhu Zhe had always been very dependent on him. It was emotionally and logically impossible for Zhu Huai to see his younger brother get into trouble.

"Is it that simple?" Although he said that, Zhu Huai breathed a sigh of relief: "Am I some extraordinary genius? Or is it just that this task itself is very simple?"

Even with this, Zhuzhe's mission wasn't over. Yin Quan said in a clear voice, "Of course. You're my contracted wife. I'm letting you be reborn this time to change your fate, to get you a promotion and a raise, so you can reach the pinnacle of your life!"

As he spoke, Yin Quan's tone became increasingly excited: "Don't worry, I will definitely make you the most powerful adopted wife! I will free you from the fate of premature death and heal your frail body!"

Zhu Huai was silent for a moment, and his tone suddenly became suspicious: "...died young?"

"I will die young? But I'm already in my twenties? Do you mean that something might happen to me later? What is a jinx? I've been very healthy since I was a child. I have the strongest physique in my family. I always come first in every marathon."

Zhu Huai was shocked because the person Yin Quan was talking about, the one who died young and was weak, had nothing to do with him. He even thought Yin Quan had found the wrong person. However, what made Zhu Huai feel horrified was that after hearing his words, Yin Quan actually twisted his buttocks and said in a muffled voice: "What are you talking about? I didn't say those words just now."

"You can still pretend to have lost your memory?" Zhu Huai couldn't help but say. Yin Quan flapped his wings and lay down on his little bed. He whined and said, "You heard wrongly. You didn't hear anything."

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