Chapter 60 The two heads were close together...

Sheng Zhiyi sat in her seat, subtly moving a little distance away from Ji Fuguang.

She now inexplicably finds this guy a bit scary; every time she gets close, her heart races and she loses her composure.

It must be because she didn't sleep well last night.

Ji Fuguang glanced over and saw Sheng Zhiyi straining her head to turn to the window, trying to see the scenery on the shore, almost twisting her neck. The corners of his lips curved upwards slightly.

The passengers had all arrived on the boat. The boatman stood at the bow and pushed off with all his might. The small boat, like a reed, slowly drifted into the river with the current.

The boatman was experienced, the river was calm and the awning boat swayed gently on the water, and the early summer sun shone through the window, making it gentle and comfortable.

Sheng Zhiyi rested her chin on her hand, and before she knew it, a wave of drowsiness washed over her. Her consciousness grew increasingly blurred, and the scenery of the willows swaying on the riverbank gradually turned into mottled patches of color as her eyelids drooped, eventually becoming complete darkness.

With his forehead pressed against the window, it occasionally bumped against the hardwood window frame as the ship rocked.

But she was so tired that even so, her eyelids remained tightly closed, showing no sign of opening them.

Before long, faint red marks appeared on her forehead.

A pair of hands reached out and placed between her forehead and the window frame, gently pulling her onto their shoulders.

In a daze, Sheng Zhiyi felt that she was no longer leaning on hard wood, but on something very soft.

She instinctively shifted her position, found a comfortable sleeping posture, and fell into a deep sleep.

Ji Fuguang lowered his eyelids, glanced at the red mark on her forehead, and then his fingertips emitted a faint spiritual light, which covered the mark.

How could you be so stupid? You even hurt yourself while sleeping...

Withdrawing his hand and making a hand seal to make the others on the ship ignore the two of them, Ji Fuguang frowned slightly and began to ponder.

Last night, what was the system in her mind saying, "Return to reality"?

Ji Fuguang laughed silently, but the gloom in his eyes deepened, like dark clouds gathering, foreshadowing an impending downpour.

I didn't take this system seriously before, but now it seems...

Some things are better left unchecked and under your own control.

His gaze swept over Sheng Zhiyi, who was sleeping peacefully.

In fact, he could hear the voice of the strategy system from the very beginning.

At first, he was somewhat surprised.

After all, this was the first time I had encountered something like this, and I didn't know what this so-called "strategy system" was.

That's why he allowed Sheng Zhiyi to get close to him.

After all, it's always safer to observe the unknown under your own nose.

But gradually, he discovered that this strategy system only worked for Sheng Zhiyi, and only issued tasks that Sheng Zhiyi had to complete.

After completing the task, Sheng Zhiyi can use "points" to exchange for what she wants.

Those things were indeed precious to Sheng Zhiyi, but in his eyes, they were nothing more than playthings that could be obtained at will.

Moreover, this system is quite stupid; it lacks the ability to think independently and only mechanically issues tasks and mechanically judges the results.

Therefore, even if he refuses to let Sheng Zhiyi complete the task, it will not affect him in any way.

but……

Sheng Zhiyi will die.

After she dies, will this system bind to other people, and will it allow other people to pursue her?

It wouldn't be fun if it were someone else.

Moreover, this system doesn't seem to have any downsides; it just issues some interesting tasks.

It must be said that there was a certain element of schadenfreude in his words.

but……

Is the ultimate reward returning to reality?

After listening to the system's voice for so long, he vaguely suspected that the world he was in was just a storybook.

But so what?

This world may be fake, but his feelings after living for so long are real, the things he experienced are real, and his emotions are real.

All he wanted to grasp was this little bit.

Anyone who wants to stop us, then give it a try.

Ji Fuguang lowered his eyelids, grasped Sheng Zhiyi's wrist, and slowly sent spiritual energy into her body.

The spiritual energy headed directly towards Sheng Zhiyi's sea of ​​consciousness, searching it carefully.

Gradually, Ji Fuguang's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Things were more complicated than he had imagined.

The system was indeed lurking within Sheng Zhiyi's consciousness, but...

It merged tightly with her sea of ​​consciousness.

If it were forcibly separated, the entire sea of ​​consciousness would probably be destroyed.

At that time, Sheng Zhiyi's entire mind will be destroyed, she will become mentally impaired and dull, and she will no longer be the person she is now.

Was the person he went to such lengths to stay an idiot?

His narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes were slightly closed, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his wicked mood drove the demonic energy throughout his body, but he was reluctant to cause any disturbance. Instead, all of it was transmitted through the boat planks into the river, and the river, which had been calm all year round, began to ripple.

The boatman stood at the bow and shouted:

"The waves are rising now, everyone hold on tight."

The passengers were all astonished:

"When has this river ever had waves?"

"Yeah, there's no wind outside!"

"What happened?"

"I've heard that the demons have started stirring up trouble recently. Could this be one of them?"

"Are the demons planning to cut off transportation...?"

The discussions were chaotic, with all sorts of opinions being expressed. Some busybodies even started to imagine a plan for the demons to besiege Yingzhou City.

Demon Lord Ji Fuguang closed his eyes.

I really want to tell those people that demons are also cultivators and can fly on swords. What's the point of cutting off this stream?

Sheng Zhiyi slept for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and her drowsiness lessened considerably. Then, she vaguely heard a cacophony of noise, and her consciousness gradually returned. Just then, a familiar mechanical voice echoed in her mind:

[Good morning, player Sheng Zhiyi!]

[A new strategy guide has been released. Please check your inbox.]

[Strategy: Embrace Ji Fuguang amidst the bustling crowd to gain his favor.]

[Task Reward: 100 points]

[Punishment for failure: Extinction of existence]

[Task completion countdown: 06:00:00]

[Please complete the current strategy mission as soon as possible!]

As the mechanical voice sounded, Ji Fuguang paused slightly, then smiled slightly and pressed down harder on Sheng Zhiyi's wrist with his fingertips.

Sheng Zhiyi's last bit of drowsiness was immediately dispelled, and she opened her eyes right away.

The first thing that catches the eye is the enlarged hem of the garment, and the faint fragrance of pear blossoms lingers in the air.

The incident of breaking into her bedroom at night had become a psychological trauma for her. She subconsciously wanted to back away, but Ji Fuguang grabbed her wrist.

"What, you're turning your back on me as soon as you wake up?"

Ji Fuguang's deep, smiling voice rang in her ears.

Sheng Zhiyi can't stand the word "sleep" now. She was so frightened that she immediately looked up, bewildered and nervous.

Just then, a sudden surge of wind and waves caused the ship to rock violently, nearly causing some passengers to slide off their seats and fall to the ground, groaning in pain.

"What's going on?!"

"That happened so suddenly!"

"Today is really strange!"

"Boatman, hurry up, there might be some big waves ahead..."

Amidst the chaos and noise, Sheng Zhiyi heard a loud "bang bang bang".

That was the sound of her heartbeat.

Just now, her lips... lightly brushed against Ji Fuguang's chin.

It felt like kissing a snowflake filled with the fragrance of pear blossoms, cool and smooth.

Sheng Zhiyi felt her ears burning and her heart pounding. She abruptly pushed Ji Fuguang's shoulder away.

Before she could sit up straight, the wind and waves rose again, and she couldn't control her body at all in the pitching. Once again, she was thrown into the arms filled with the scent of pear blossoms as the boat swayed.

Ji Fuguang's voice was leisurely and unhurried:

"Zhiyi, these are the times when the winds are strong and the waves are high. It's only natural to have some conflicts. Don't force yourself."

...Didn't he notice what he just did?

This time, Sheng Zhiyi was smarter; she simply lifted her eyelids but dared not look up again.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly rose.

The next moment, she felt heat spreading from her ears to her cheeks.

Her gaze met a pair of deep, dark eyes.

How did their eyes meet?

Ji Fuguang, however, revealed a gentle smile, like a kind and benevolent teacher.

"When you're out and about, you don't need to worry about such trivial matters."

Ji Fuguang doesn't seem to have noticed...

Or rather, they noticed it but didn't pay attention...

She should relax, but Sheng Zhiyi felt a tightness in her chest.

“Oh…” she replied softly, “Thank you, brother.”

This was the explanation they had just discussed, referring to each other as brother and sister to avoid attracting the attention of the demons.

As her heartbeat slowed, Sheng Zhiyi noticed the noise from the other passengers.

This river had been calm for a hundred years, but now it has suddenly been stirred up by storms. In addition, the recent attack by the demons has been reported by many people, so naturally people are in a state of panic.

But soon they noticed that the wind and waves were beginning to subside, and the discussions naturally quieted down as well.

Presumably, things will return to normal soon.

Sheng Zhiyi's heart stirred.

The system task required her to hug someone amidst a noisy crowd.

Doesn't this perfectly meet the requirements?

Moreover, the rough seas provided a convenient excuse, so she no longer needed to come up with any lame pretexts.

Without saying a word, taking advantage of the tilting of the boat, Sheng Zhiyi bumped directly into Ji Fuguang's arms, stretched out her arms, and gave him a tight hug.

My first impression was how spacious it was.

Ji Fuguang usually looks thin and tall, and when he wears clothes, he looks like he could be blown away by the wind at any time.

But when you actually touch it, it's surprisingly wide and strong.

She noticed this when she unbuttoned her inner garment, but she didn't expect that she could fit completely inside it.

My second impression is that it's so hard...

Sheng Zhiyi covered her nose, tears welling up in her eyes.

Hitting her nose really stung and hurt, and her whole face scrunched up.

She looked up at Ji Fuguang with a pitiful expression.

Ji Fuguang's smile deepened as he stretched out his hand, his fingertips gleaming with spiritual light.

"Wait, wait, wait!"

Sheng Zhiyi gripped his fingers warily and whispered:

"Stop using your spiritual power, or the demons will find out."

Ji Fuguang also lowered his voice and whispered:

"It's alright, just a little bit, the demons won't notice."

The two heads were close together, like two small animals.

Sheng Zhiyi looked at Ji Fuguang with a mixture of belief and doubt, but after a long while she let go of his hand, muttering to herself:

"You said it yourself. If you're really found out, I won't care about you like I did last time..."

Ji Fuguang's fingers, brimming with spiritual energy, touched Sheng Zhiyi's nose from a distance, and he asked:

"real?"

"..."

Sheng Zhiyi didn't want to answer, staring at Ji Fuguang's expression, and suddenly frowned:

Why do I feel like you're so happy that I bumped my nose?

"Is that so?" Ji Fuguang still had a smile on his face, raising an eyebrow. "That means hitting your nose won't affect your eyesight."

Sheng Zhiyi was so angry that she immediately distanced herself from him and turned her head to look out the window.

Ji Fuguang gently hooked his finger.

The spiritual power remaining in Sheng Zhi's sea of ​​consciousness was explored in detail once again.

really.

When he first examined Sheng Zhiyi's meridians, he also checked her sea of ​​consciousness. At that time, he couldn't see any trace of the system at all.

The completion of the task just now validated his idea.

With each task completed, the system will eventually leave the sea of ​​consciousness.

And at that time, it must have been what the system meant by "returning to reality".