Raising a Wife in a Supernatural World [Infinite]

A dream lasting a thousand years ends with waking up in a modern society where spiritual energy has dried up.

Qin Fu'an had already planned to lie flat and wait for his cultivation to fad...

141 The City of Chaos (5)

141 The City of Chaos (5)

My shadow has run away from home.

In the long, dark passageway, this time, the sound of two people's footsteps, one light and one heavy, echoed.

Where Xie Yunhuai couldn't see, Qin Fu'an's green vertical pupils stared coldly and fiercely at the eerie humanoid figure in front of him, whose face was full of hatred and resentment.

With each step he took forward, the strange creature would uncontrollably retreat one step.

Step by step, the other party eventually merged into the wall, filled with resentment.

Qin Fu'an composed himself and raised his hand to turn on the light switch on the wall.

As the bright white light shone down, Xie Yunhuai's vision suddenly opened up.

Unbeknownst to them, they had already arrived on the first floor, where the lobby was right in front of them. All they had to do was walk out and they could leave this place.

Xie Yunhuai stared in astonishment at the brightly lit hall, then looked at the back of Qin Fu'an, who was leading him.

"We... got out?" He seemed to be in a dream.

Qin Fu'an stopped and turned to look at the boy's bright eyes reflected in the lamplight, and chuckled, "You've made it out of here, go home now."

Xie Yunhuai, however, looked up and stared straight at him.

"My name is Xie Yunhuai, and yours?" His gaze quickly swept over Qin Fu'an's features, then he hurriedly looked away, pretending to be nonchalant, and explained in a way that seemed to say, "Are you also an employee here? I'm new here and haven't met many people yet. It's fate that we met tonight. Can I... be friends with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze unconsciously lowered.

The next second, before Qin Fu'an could answer, he had already stumbled back a large step.

“You…” he said with difficulty, his voice hoarse, fear hidden in his eyes, “Where… is your shadow…?”

Qin Fu'an followed his gaze and looked down at his feet.

This is just a fragment of a soul, so naturally it has no shadow.

But it seems that Little Cloud was quite frightened.

Qin Fu'an: "..."

He sighed, a little helplessly, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, I didn't mean to scare you."

Xie Yunhuai had already connected him with the previous humanoid monster, so even the hall and exit he could see in front of him seemed to have turned into an inaccessible abyss of ghosts in an instant. He retreated step by step with a trembling heart, clearly no longer believing Qin Fu'an's strange words.

Qin Fu'an glanced at the screen full of mocking comments out of the corner of his eye, and helplessly rubbed his forehead, feeling the frustration of not being able to explain himself for the first time.

“I’m really not a monster.” He spread his hands, trying to calm the little cloud whose heart was pounding wildly, and said gently, “You still have the badge in your hand, don’t you? I am a containment host, number 0327, you can find that out.”

But it would have been better if he hadn't said anything. Instead, his words reminded Xie Yunhuai, who immediately threw away the badge in his hand as if he would be assimilated by the filth if he hesitated even for a second.

The badge fell to the ground, its crisp tinkling sound echoing in the corridor. Xie Yunhuai was now in despair. He looked at Qin Fu'an, his mind struggling to keep thinking, and exposed him: "You...you are a monster that became a Container after it died?"

Qin Fu'an: "..."

When I lie, Little Cloud believes every single punctuation mark.

Then why did he not believe a single punctuation mark when I told the truth?

Just as he was about to explain, the lights in the corridor and the hall suddenly flickered twice and then went out.

This completely confirms his identity as a monster.

The boy was terrified. After the lights went out, he turned and ran away, genuinely believing that a ghost was chasing him.

Qin Fu'an: "..."

He had never felt so helpless, amused, and a little withdrawn before.

After experiencing the novelty, I sighed. There was nothing I could do but hurry up and catch up with the little darling running ahead.

It must be said that the humanoid monster lurking in this building is incredibly clever.

When they first realized that Qin Fu'an was not someone to be trifled with, even though they were unwilling to lose the prey that was about to be eaten, they would still forcefully restrain their appetite and take the initiative to back down.

However, once Xie Yunhuai discovers that he is suspicious of Qin Fu'an, he will seize the opportunity to snatch back the duck meat that is about to fly away.

Unfortunately, it was ultimately just a weak and outnumbered monster. It did manage to snatch the duck meat, but before it could even be stewed in the pot, Qin Fu'an overturned the pot and stove together once again.

"Even if I am truly a monster, it's not your place to lay a hand on him." As Xie Yunhuai fled, Qin Fu'an had already grabbed the humanoid monster by the neck.

Qin Fu'an's dark, cold green eyes narrowed dangerously. He looked down at the emaciated creature in his hand, which was so thin it was barely recognizable as human, and scoffed. Without giving it any chance to beg for mercy, he tightened his wrist and crushed the creature's throat bone.

Immediately afterwards, he used his spiritual power to seal the humanoid monster, which was still barely clinging to life despite its broken neck, and then put it into his innate space. He planned to buy a container from the containment center after returning home and then contain it there.

It's strange to get something for free, so why not take it?

They could exchange the money at the shelter, which would allow them to improve Xiaoyunduo's living conditions and prevent him from risking his life during his internship.

Having already experienced poverty, Tengshe, who still hasn't won over his wife in this instance, is now living frugally once again.

One can't help but sigh: poverty really can calm a snake down!

As Xie Yunhuai ran, his heavy breathing echoed throughout the corridor. Just when he thought he was about to die from exhaustion and shortness of breath before being tricked by the strange creature, a strange lightness suddenly came over him, and all the lights above his head turned on in an instant.

He stood frozen in place, his hand still barely holding onto the handrail, one leg limply resting on the stairs, his chest heaving violently, his face flushed red, unable to catch his breath.

Footsteps suddenly sounded on the stairs.

And they were getting closer and closer to him.

But Xie Yunhuai, whether he was truly too exhausted to run anymore or was bewitched by the bright lights, stood there in a daze, watching as the tall, shadowless figure appeared from the corner of the stairs and stood there looking down at him.

"We meet again, Little Cloud." Qin Fu'an's lips curled up slightly.

Xie Yunhuai: "..."

He was no longer willing to guess what level this monster was.

It's definitely not A-level. Even an A-level humanoid monster wouldn't be this intelligent, right?

His breathing quickened, his mind went blank, and he stared at the other person with his head tilted back, eyes unblinking. After a long while, he forced a bitter smile and said, "You won..."

I am your prey.

Do whatever you want to me.

He closed his eyes, panting heavily as he awaited death.

result……

In the end, only a light kiss landed on his lips, and he was also gently bitten, like a punishment, but more like...flirting.

The boy opened his eyes in astonishment, the weariness and despair in them replaced by shock. He stared incredulously at the strange figure standing on the steps, looming over him, and after a long while, he finally managed to stammer, "You..."

Qin Fu'an raised an eyebrow, tilted his head, and answered confidently, "You said I won, so there should be a reward for winning, right?"

"So I'll take it myself, you're welcome~"

After saying that, he took advantage of the moment when Xiaoyun was stunned to reach out and rub his slightly sweaty hair.

The movements were gentle, and the temperature of the fingertips and lips was not cold.

There was no trace of blood.

Xie Yunhuai finally came to his senses from his personal experience and slowly realized: the "person" in front of him didn't seem to be a ghost after all.

“Then your shadow…” He looked down at Qin Fu’an’s feet again.

Qin Fu'an suppressed a laugh and teased him, "My shadow ran away from home. It wanted to have a competition with me to see who could find a wife faster. It looks like it has lost now."

Xie Yunhuai: "..."

The belated realization of shame caused a blush and heat to slowly creep up to her face and ears.

He coughed awkwardly, took a step back to create distance between himself and Qin Fu'an, and said in a flustered manner with his eyes downcast, "Um... thank you for saving me. I... I'll go back first, or I won't be able to get a taxi if it gets any later."

This floor happened to be the one where he worked. After going down to collect the scattered documents and lunchboxes in the hallway by the light, he finally had the courage to press the button on the elevator that had been lit up with a bright red light.

He hurriedly entered the elevator with his head down.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, his tense heart finally relaxed abruptly, and a belated pain instantly spread from his heart to every part of his body.

Before he could even lean against the elevator to catch his breath, another familiar figure slowly appeared beside him.

Xie Yunhuai: "..."

The elevator was running, so how did he get in?

Even after all this, you still claim you're not a monster?!

He managed to catch his breath halfway through when he was so frightened that it got stuck in his throat. He couldn't go up or down, and he coughed for a while before he could catch his breath.

"What...what are you trying to do?!" He couldn't hold back any longer and turned around to question the inhuman creature beside him in a deep voice.

Qin Fu'an, however, sensed a hint of ulterior motive in his fierce tone.

With a thought, he leaned closer to the boy, his gaze lingering on his flushed ears for a moment, before chuckling and asking, "What do you think I'm going to do?"

Xie Yunhuai: "..."

The elevator arrived, and the boy walked out with a cold expression and pursed lips.

A shadowless figure followed him relentlessly, like a ghost haunting him.

Xie Yunhuai ignored him and started calling a late-night bus on his phone.

He stood by the roadside waiting, and Qin Fu'an stood beside him.

He got into the car, and Qin Fu'an sat next to him.

Xie Yunhuai pursed his lips and looked up, trying to peek at Qin Fu'an beside him in the rearview mirror to see what he was up to, but he was caught off guard by a pair of scarlet and eerie eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, and his body reacted faster than his mind, reaching out to grab Qin Fu'an's sleeve.

Qin Fu'an was also a little surprised.

It seems that Little Cloud is still a bit unlucky in this dungeon, just like she always is in lower-level dungeons.

It's one thing to encounter the most ferocious Class A humanoid monster while working overtime, but you can even run into it while taking a taxi home after get off work.

Qin Fu'an had originally thought that personally escorting him home would be safer, but now he had to be glad he made that decision.

If he had left even a moment earlier, Little Cloud would be some other monster's meal right now.

This realization wasn't just shared by Qin Fu'an; Xie Yunhuai, realizing his own subconscious actions, was also suddenly overwhelmed by embarrassment, which dispelled some of his fear.

He never expected... to be so unlucky today.

But it seems as if she has been inexplicably blessed by some kind of luck.

He wanted to let go, but he was terrified of the unknown. Fortunately, the person next to him seemed to always be able to sense what he was thinking. Instead of teasing him at this moment, they took his hand back.

Qin Fu'an held Xiao Yunduo's icy hand, his expression unchanged, and looked up to meet the driver's eyes in the rearview mirror, asking, "Sir, could you please turn off the air conditioning in the car?"

[Author's Note]

Anzai: The air conditioner is too cold. My wife is freezing. Can you afford to compensate me?

Yunzai: ...Shut up!

There will be another chapter later.

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