Chapter 22 System Task Object! Could it be that he is being attacked?

She was shocked. The original book gave very little information about the second male lead's background, and only mentioned it in a few words. She had no idea that he had such a secret.

Does this look like an evil cultivator? ? ?

Yin Zhiyi felt a little complicated. Wasn't it said that the second male lead would join the Bei Tianshi sect in the later stage? Although the Bei Tianshi faction is rather snobbish, it is still a decent faction after all.

It’s not that she looked down on evil cultivators, but the main reason is that Yan Shiman’s image as the gentle second male lead was really deeply rooted in her heart, and she couldn’t accept it for a while.

But... the ethereal bloodline seems a little familiar.

Yin Zhiyi recalled the opening plot, which set out that only those with ethereal blood could "attract evil with their bodies", a furnace-like existence.

But this bloodline has some connection with the Nan Tianshi Sect.

The ethereal bloodline is rare, and the only one mentioned by name in the book is the eldest disciple of the Southern Tianshi Sect, Shen Qiu Shui.

In his early years, in order to save his beloved, he stole the sect's magic weapon "Peacock Feather", betrayed his master, and finally fell into evil practice.

She remembered that Bai Zhixing's experience in the world was not only to eliminate ghosts and evil spirits, punish evil and promote good, but also to retrieve the sect's magic weapons.

However, even at the end of the book, the sect's magic weapon could not be found, not to mention Shen Qiu Shui, who was nowhere to be found.

Originally, these plots were not related to her, so she didn't pay much attention to them at the time. But looking at it now, it is still necessary to understand them clearly.

It was obvious that Yan Shiman's identity was not as simple as she originally knew.

This dream was so realistic that Yin Zhiyi’s soul was still in a trance.

The neck was suddenly restrained.

It was the black line formed by the evil energy on Yan Shi’s hands.

Her survival instinct made her struggle to escape, but the black line was like a nimble snake, drilling into her throat, and the feeling of suffocation came over her.

Yan Shiman's hands were full of ruthlessness, as if he had done this thousands of times and was very familiar with it.

This black line... black lines...

She felt like this body was about to be pinched to the point of rolling its eyes.

'Yin Zhiyi' started to struggle and curse, then whimpered and begged for mercy. The harsh and sharp voice began to become weaker at this moment.

"Yan Shiman...don't...don't...kill me..."

The voice that came from his ears was very strange, and seemed to carry a suppressed tremor and smile. Yin Zhiyi's brain was lacking oxygen, so he couldn't hear it clearly: "It's too late. Why do people like you always have to hypocritically confess your mistakes before I kill you?"

"What are you confessing?"

"You didn't kill me first?"

The string around his neck was tightened without hesitation, and now he couldn't even make a faint cry for help.

The last bit of air in her chest was gone, and Yin Zhiyi felt like a drowning fish. There was nothing in front of her eyes, but it seemed to be raining above the sky. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, wetting her cheeks.

--

The birds are singing in the woods, the September morning brings a comfortable breeze, and the faint sunlight shines on the carved wooden windows.

The wind blows through the hall, and the osmanthus flowers in the courtyard rustle down, outlining a beautiful picture.

Yin Zhiyi was sleeping soundly on the table in the room. From time to time, a few crystal clear drops of water fell from his hair, slid down his cheeks, and wet his sleeves.

Yan Shiman's fingertips were soaked by water. He was holding a teacup in his left hand, which was only half full of water.

Whenever Yin Zhiyi was about to wake up, he would stop what he was doing, wait until she was still, and then continue dripping water, showing great patience.

It's like playing some boring but interesting game.

Yin Zhiyi in his dream: "#@%..."

It was a mess, but Yan Shiman subconsciously moved closer as if he heard some key words.

As soon as he got closer, he could smell the faint scent of pear on Yin Zhiyi's body, which inexplicably carried a soothing magic.

His facial expression showed no joy or anger, but the cracks on the teacup in his hand still revealed his current mood.

He used puppet threads, but couldn't enter the illusion of the man in front of him.

It's really interesting.

Moreover, just now, there was something talking in his mind, but he couldn't hear it clearly. It was a harsh sound of "beep beep——".

It was exactly the same as the first time he was able to hear Yin Zhiyi's thoughts.

Probably it has something to do with her.

However, after he tried to use puppetry to block his five senses and then open them again, the sound disappeared.

Yin Zhiyi was awakened by the rain in her dream. She felt wet and a little uncomfortable.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she met Yan Shiman's dark eyes. The two of them were so close that even their breaths were intertwined.

The gentle smiling face in front of him gradually overlapped with the cruel face in his dream. Yin Zhiyi shuddered and retreated suddenly.

The feeling of back pain suddenly came over her like a tide, and she lost her balance and fell backwards.

Yan Shiman's eyes changed slightly as he looked at her, and he reached out to hold her arm.

Yin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and a mechanical sound rang out in his mind, "Dear host, the mission objective - dream fragment*1 has been completed."

She was a little confused. This time she definitely didn't hear it wrong. This was indeed the system.

But what is a task object?

What the hell? Could you please make your words clearer?

The next second, [Zizi-zizi--error! 】

In an instant, my mind was dead silent, without the slightest sound.

Yan Shiman saw the stunned person in front of him and said in a gentle voice: "Miss? Are you awake?"

He put the cup down as if nothing had happened.

Yin Zhiyi was in a daze for a moment before he came to his senses and looked around and found that it was actually a charity hall, not the back mountain.

[You’re back again?] 】

As if to specifically answer Yin Zhiyi's doubts, Yan Shiman said, "Thanks to the young lady for stopping the ghost miasma yesterday, otherwise we would have fallen into the hands of the female ghost."

"I escaped while the female ghost was still not able to react. Fortunately, no one saw me when I got down the mountain."

He explained slowly and steadily.

If Yan Shiman said this on normal days, Yin Zhiyi would believe it without much thought, but after experiencing that dream just now, she was full of doubts.

But thinking of the task object the system had just mentioned, she nodded calmly.

"I see."

I sneered in my heart: [I don’t believe you. 】

Yan Shiman certainly did not escape when the female ghost was not paying attention. His awakened abilities are now stronger, and it is not difficult for him to control a ghost.

Besides, this female ghost is very timid and dares not show up at all.

However, he keenly noticed that after waking up from the illusion, Yin Zhiyi's attitude towards him seemed a little different.

So what did she see?

Is it about him? After all, she just called his name.

Dongdong——

There was a loud knock on the door.

A shy voice came through the door: "Master Yan, are you awake? I'm here to bring you breakfast!"

The person who came was none other than Fu Xiaoqi, the square-faced girl from yesterday.

Yin Zhiyi opened the door casually, but halfway through she remembered that this didn't seem to be her room, and it was too strange for her to appear in Yan Shiman's room so early in the morning.

[My hands are really faster than my brain.] 】

Her hands froze instantly.

Fu Xiaoqi was wearing a flowered dress and her hair was neatly combed. Yin Zhiyi could smell the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance on her body through the door. It was obvious that she was dressed up carefully. When she saw Yin Zhiyi, her shy face instantly turned into panic: "Miss Yin?"

"I'm sorry, I...I went to the wrong door."

Yin Zhiyi: “…”

Although, she understood the feelings of a young girl in love, but turning around and leaving was too hypocritical.

[We are all volunteers, don’t I deserve to have breakfast delivered to my door? 】

But Yin Zhiyi just thought so in her heart. She half-closed the door and said, "You really went the wrong way..."

As a modern person, she didn't care, but when she thought of what the original owner had done to Yan Shiman in her dream, she silently closed the door more tightly.

[After all, we still have to protect Yan Shiman’s reputation. 】

Yan Shiman glanced at her inconspicuously, and before she could finish speaking, he calmly opened the other half of the door.

"Good morning, Miss Fu."

This was a response to Fu Xiaoqi knocking on the door just now.

Yin Zhiyi: [? ? ? Is this correct? 】

She choked on her unfinished words.

Fu Xiaoqi was about to turn around, but when she heard these words, her mouth opened as big as an egg. She was obviously shocked. She thought she had walked into the wrong room, but she didn't expect that they were living in the same room!

He was stuck in his words: "You...you guys..."

Her face suddenly turned ugly and a little embarrassed.

However, when she cast her gaze towards Yan Shiman's face, she softened a bit and looked at Yan Shiman with a bit of pity. She had inquired before and knew that this handsome young man was just the bodyguard of Miss Yin. Although she had never been out of the village, she knew that young ladies from wealthy families had to consider family background when marrying.

These two people must not be together, but they actually live in the same room. Fu Xiaoqi bit her lip. She was not a child, so she naturally knew what this meant.

But even if...even if this young man was a kept male concubine, she looked at his face with a bit of greed in her eyes.

Even if he was not clean, she could accept it.

Moreover, her conditions in the villa were not bad either... Thinking of this, she forced a smile on her face, which she thought was shy, but Fu Xiaoqi's face was originally square, and at this moment it looked even squarer, revealing a bit funny.

Yan Shi had a smile on his face, but his eyes were chillingly cold. It was not the first time he had seen such a greedy look. Most people in the world are seduced by the appearance, and this is a truth he has understood since he was a child.

His gentle words revealed a sense of unwillingness to refuse, and he said, "Miss Fu, there is no need for these. We brought our own things."

Fu Xiaoqi wanted to say something else, but as soon as he looked up, he was frightened by Yan Shiman's gaze, just like a living thing instinctively following the principle of seeking benefits and avoiding harm.

But when she looked again, it seemed as if it was just an illusion. That handsome face still had a gentle smile on it, and that gentle gaze seemed to be able to melt people into it.

She still wanted to move forward.

Yin Zhiyi immediately stood in front of Yan Shiman.

She frowned slightly, feeling that the gaze just now made her physically uncomfortable, just like the look she had received from the old village chief before.

Not like a living thing, but a commodity to be sold.

No one likes to be like a commodity, waiting to be sold at a price.

Fu Xiaoqi obviously noticed that the two people in front of her didn't seem to like her very much. After saying a few words, she left, looking back every few steps.

It is not very difficult to be a volunteer in a charity. Generally speaking, you just need to clean the place and take care of the children.

Yin Zhiyi didn't pay much attention at first, but when she came to her senses, she felt her neck was wet. She adjusted her collar uncomfortably.

Fortunately, the temperature in August and September is not low, and the moisture on the clothes evaporates soon.

But after what Fu Xiaoqi had done just now, she stole a glance at Yan Shiman. The target of the mission...

Could it be a strategy guide?

When you think about it this way, it makes perfect sense.

Although she practiced day and night before she crossed into the book, the Internet speed on the mountain was not slow. She had read so many novels in which the vicious female supporting characters whitewashed themselves and conquered the second male lead or the male lead. This book must be similar!

Because they were cleaning up the fallen leaves in the yard, Yan Shiman and Yin Zhiyi started sweeping from the diagonal line. The distance between them was a bit far, so Yan Shiman couldn't hear Yin Zhiyi's thoughts, but he caught a glimpse of her glances from time to time.

As soon as he raised his head, his gaze quickly moved away.

His hand holding the broom paused slightly, and his eyes fell on the girl's slightly raised lips.

For some reason, a hint of curiosity arose in my heart.

Originally he felt that his heart was noisy, but now he wanted to know what she was thinking.