Chapter 036 Chapter 36

——Since you have an engraved guide, you still dare to let me into your mental picture.

——Are you looking for death?

This question made Li Zhou unable to refute.

really.

The spiritual images of the imprinted sentinels and guides belong to the private domain. No one else can get close except the other half who have imprinted each other.

Forcing their way in would only put both parties in danger. Both Li Zhou and Xia Meng would be in great danger.

But strangely, Xia Meng felt that she seemed to understand Li Zhou's mental journey.

What's the risk to find that person?

If they were in a different position, if she were him, wouldn't she make a similar choice in order to find that person?

Legend has it that the seal between the two is a contract that is stronger and more unbreakable than the marriage vows between husband and wife.

It is unique, irreversible, and cannot be ended.

It's truly a fight to the death.

Sometimes, even death can hardly separate them.

Because once one of them dies, it will be difficult for the other to continue living alone in the world.

Before Xia Meng woke up, she had accidentally read this in a book. At that time, she felt that this was not an extremely strong and profound bond.

At that time, she was even a little envious.

I even thought, it would be nice if she was also a sentinel or a guide.

In this way, she can also experience the unwavering love of giving her life to her other half.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt inexplicably disgusted with this bond.

This disgust is unfounded.

The moment she realized it, she was stunned.

She came to her senses, took a step back, and turned around to turn on the light in the living room.

The light above my head shone down softly.

Li Zhou looked at her quietly until she sat down on the single sofa again.

Without waiting for his answer, she asked again: "Find her, and then what?"

The living room was quiet for a long time.

Until Li Zhou uttered three words softly: "Kill her."

Xia Meng's eyelids twitched.

Everything Pei Ziling said was actually true, whether it was that he had an engraved guide or that he wanted to kill her, it was all true.

Xia Meng: "Why? Isn't she your other half, connected to your life and death?"

Li Zhou lowered his eyes and scanned his palm where the lines were clearly visible.

He didn't know how to answer.

It was a long story, and he didn't know where to start.

Perhaps, it should start from the moment he awakened more than ten years ago.

He asked softly, "Will you help me?"

Xia Meng snorted: "Let me risk my life to help you? Are we really that close?"

Xia Meng: "Let me be clear, this problem can't be solved with money."

She had chosen the Black Tower before, partly because of the 300,000 yuan, but a large part of the reason was because she herself was very curious about the world of the Black Tower and Sentinel.

Curiosity was the main reason driving her choice.

Li Zhou remained silent.

Xia Meng looked at him.

It's funny to think about it, he rarely seems to have the upper hand in front of her.

He's clearly an S-rank sentinel.

His status is obviously even higher than that of the person in charge of the Beijing Tower.

As long as he asked, many guides were willing to take risks for him. For them, this was probably a supreme honor.

But now in front of her, he looked like a little kid who had done something wrong, standing in front of the teacher and admitting his mistake with his head bowed.

If outsiders saw this, they would definitely ask, how could she, an ordinary B-level guide, have such qualifications?

She didn't know what she had done to deserve this, she only knew that the world was big, but nothing was bigger than her willingness.

After a long while, she heard him utter, "I don't know."

Xia Meng raised her eyebrows.

Li Zhou lowered his eyes and stared at his clasped hands.

Li Zhou: "I don't know who she is, nor do I know where she is. It's incredible to say, but I knew of her existence from the first day I awakened."

Xia Meng was a little confused.

What does it mean that from the first day of awakening, he knew that he had an engraving guide?

Is there a logical problem here?

This is not a question of whether the chicken or the egg came first, it is the difference between whether the mother or the daughter came first!

He hasn't even awakened yet, so where does the engraving guide come from?

It's impossible that it was imprinted the moment of awakening, right?

Li Zhou shook his head. "Impossible. The entire process of my awakening took place in the Black Tower, and no guide approached me at the time. The people in the Black Tower can also prove this."

Xia Meng asked doubtfully, "Then how did you know that?"

Li Zhou: "Intuition. Someone seems to be telling me that I must find her and kill her."

Xia Meng: "There's someone? Who?"

She thought he would shake his head again this time, but he answered her firmly: "I myself."

Xia Meng was at a loss.

She was a little confused.

I feel like there are a lot of logical problems in his few words.

But seeing how serious and sincere he was, she was willing to believe that he was not lying.

So, when he woke up, another him told him to find his guide and kill her.

Xia Meng spread her hands: "Then why are you working so hard to find it yourself? Just ask the other you."

Li Zhou: "...He hasn't appeared since that day."

It's strange to say.

That voice was like a mental stamp in his mind, constantly reminding him that he had to do this, he had to do this. Even if it cost him his life, nothing was more important than this.

So, for the next ten years, he continued to work hard towards this goal.

Xia Meng listened to him talk, tapping lightly on the armrest of the sofa with one hand while thinking.

She can now almost figure out Li Zhou's motives.

Assuming he hadn't lied to her and everything he said was true, the truth was actually quite clear.

He wanted to find that person, so he wanted to ask her for help and enter his mental picture to look for clues related to that person.

As for whether there would be any danger, Xia Meng considered it and felt that this matter was feasible.

Indeed, a sentinel with an engraved guide can no longer accept guidance from other guides, and the spiritual picture will no longer be open to the outside world.

But she felt that the engraving guide he was talking about was probably different from the engraving guide that normal people understood.

Maybe that's what the destined guide meant?

He hasn't found that person yet, so his body is still free.

And now, he was just asking her to help him find that person.

Is this considered helping others? Is this considered providing timely assistance?

Xia Meng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but then she thought again and felt something was not right.

That's not right!

He found that person and wanted to kill her!

If she helps him, isn't she aiding and abetting the evil?

If someone really dies, won’t she become an accomplice?

No, no, no, that's absolutely not possible.

Xia Meng's tapping fingers stopped, she lowered her raised foot, and said seriously, "I've thought about it carefully. I'm sorry, I still can't help you with this."

Li Zhou drooped down with a feeling of grievance.

Xia Meng couldn't stand his pitiful look, so she deliberately turned her eyes away, stood up and said, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest first."

Li Zhou suddenly asked, "Can I stay here?"

Xia Meng: “?”

She looked at him amusedly. "What's the matter? Are you planning on staying here and trying to persuade me? Let me remind you, I'm not a soft-hearted person. Some mentally ill people can be very pitiful when they have a seizure. I'm used to it. I can be very cruel."

Li Zhou: "I have nowhere to go."

Xia Meng: “?”

Xia Meng: "So where have you been staying these days since you returned to China? Didn't the Black Tower arrange a place for you?"

How is that possible?

Just looking at the respectful attitude of the Black Tower leaders towards him, you can tell that it is impossible.

As long as Li Zhou wants, it should be no problem for him to have someone reserve a presidential suite for him on the top floor of the Black Tower.

Li Zhou: "There are arrangements."

There are indeed several suites on the top floor of the Black Tower, which are reserved for the heads of Black Towers from various countries to use when they come for meetings.

But he didn't like it there.

He frowned. "It smells like sentinels. I don't like it."

Xia Meng: "Then let's stay in a hotel." He doesn't need the money anyway.

Li Zhou shook his head: "That place is also full of the smell of sentinels."

Perhaps it was because a sentry had lived there, or perhaps there were sentries active around. In any case, he felt so uncomfortable when he smelled those odors that he couldn't fall asleep.

Xia Meng was curious: "Where did you live before?"

Li Zhou: "Live in Zhou Qi's office."

Xia Meng: "You're not disgusted by his smell anymore?" If she remembered correctly, Zhou Qi was also a sentry, right?

Li Zhou: "It's a little better, but I don't like it very much either."

This afternoon, a few people from the Alpha team came to Zhou Qi's office, filling it with all kinds of messy atmosphere.

Especially the captain Alpha, his mental energy has a fishy smell.

When he was on a mission, he was holding it in the whole time and almost vomited.

The sentinel's five senses are too sensitive.

The taste that may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of an A-level sentry is like a gas bomb to Li Zhou.

Xia Meng suggested enthusiastically: "Then you can live in Zhou Qi's house!"

Li Zhou: “…”

The two looked at each other, and Xia Meng was the first to burst out laughing.

Indeed, this is a bit too much to ask.

She could even imagine how big a crack would appear on Zhou Qi's smiling face that pretended to be open to all things if Li Zhou really said that.

Maybe Zhou Qi would even ask him in frustration: "I have to face you at work and after get off work. What did I do wrong!?"

Li Zhou answered seriously: "He can't go. His son is also a sentry."

It seems like he has really thought about this issue.

Xia Meng nodded, which gave Zhou Qi a good excuse.

Li Zhou looked at her eagerly.

Xia Meng: “…”

Xia Meng was speechless.

What's the matter?

After a process of elimination, is she really the only option?

She still waved her hand: "I really can't. I'm a single woman, how can I live with you? We're not boyfriend and girlfriend, we're not related, it's not appropriate to live under the same roof."

Li Zhou lowered his eyes in disappointment: "Okay."

He himself knew that this request was indeed a bit unreasonable.

Xia Meng hardened her heart and ordered him to leave: "It's getting late, go back and rest. At worst, I can ask Zhou Qi to go back to the Black Pagoda and help you get rid of the smell."

Li Zhou nodded.

Just at this moment, the shirt he had taken off earlier was washed and dried. Xia Meng threw the shirt to him and waved: "Goodbye."

Li Zhou obediently put on his clothes and walked to the entrance.

At this time, he turned around and asked hopefully, "Will you still help me with counseling in the future?"

Xia Meng shrugged: "Just make an appointment normally, how could I refuse?"

Anyway, she probably won't take the initiative to help him vent his emotions again.

If it goes through the guide center, it is legal and reasonable, and she cannot refuse.

Li Zhou nodded to show that he understood.

He pushed the door open and went out.

Xia Meng watched him close the door, paused for a long time, and then sat down to eat the ice jelly she had just packed.

After more than half an hour, the coolness of the ice jelly had almost dissipated.

She picked up a plastic spoon and stirred it, then turned on the TV and was about to watch a show when she suddenly heard someone knock on the door next door.

This house is good in every way except that the door is not very soundproof.

She could hear every little movement outside the door clearly in the room.

Before, Xia Meng had seriously suspected that the landlady had predicted that the house would be rented to a tenant with difficulty getting out of bed in the future, so she prepared for it and installed a door with poor sound insulation so that she could knock on the door and wake her up every day.

After a series of steady knocks on the door, the landlady came knocking soon.

After the sound of the door opening, the landlady's voice was heard: "Oh, young man, who are you looking for?"

Xia Meng put down the spoon and silently turned down the volume of the TV.

What's wrong with this person?

Could it be that he wanted to use force from the landlady to force her to accept him as a tenant?

Hey, Li Zhou, you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, are you also doing such a bully-like thing?!

The next second, she heard Li Zhou politely ask, "Hello, Auntie, is your house for sale?"

Xia Meng was stunned.

The landlady outside the door was also stunned. She was stunned for a long time and asked in disbelief, "Young man, what did you just say?"

Li Zhou repeated clearly and firmly, "Is your house for sale?"

Xia Meng: “…”

The landlady didn't let Xia Meng down. She waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, how can this be? I've lived here for several years! If I sell it to you, where will my husband and I live?"

Li Zhou didn't give up and said seriously, "I can offer three times the market price. You two can buy a better one."

Xia Meng: “……………………”

The landlady laughed and said, "Young man, don't joke with me! If you have the money, go buy it yourself!"

Li Zhou: "But I like your house."

The landlady said, "Oh my! What's so special about my house? The layout is just average, except for the good orientation and good feng shui. Do you foreigners also believe in feng shui?"

Li Zhou readily agreed: "Yes, that's right. I believe this. After looking around, I think your feng shui is the best match for me."

At this time, the landlord also came out.

The landlord has a very loud voice and his tone of voice sounds a bit fierce unconsciously.

The landlord said earnestly, "Young man! Don't be superstitious at such a young age! As a foreigner, don't be fooled by those Chinese students studying abroad. Not all of us Chinese know Qi Men Dun Jia, the Five Elements, and Feng Shui! Believing in Feng Shui doesn't guarantee eternal life!"

Li Zhou: "I can offer ten times as much."

The landlady and uncle: "..." Suddenly my heart was moved.

Xia Meng couldn't bear it any longer and put down the ice jelly, but this man actually used money to attack again!

She walked over and opened the door quickly.

The three people outside the door looked over in surprise.

Landlady: "Oh, Xiaoxia, you are home."

Xia Meng came out in flip-flops, grabbed Li Zhou's wrist, and said to them with an apologetic smile, "Sorry, uncle and aunt, he was just joking. He didn't really want to buy your house."

Li Zhou added quietly from behind: "I'm serious..."

Xia Meng didn't even turn her head: "Shut up."

Li Zhou: “.”嘤.

The landlady looked at her, then at him, and finally at her holding his hand. She asked curiously, "He is... your boyfriend?"

Li Zhou blinked innocently and looked at Xia Meng expectantly.

Xia Meng quickly put on a fake smile: "Are you kidding me? This is my brother."

Li Zhou: “…”

Landlady: "Ah? But isn't he a foreigner?"

Xia Meng said firmly: "They have the same father but different mothers. He is mixed-blood."

Li Zhou: “…”

The landlady believed it: "Oh, that's it."

Xia Meng pulled Li Zhou back to her room.

As soon as the door was closed, Li Zhou was held by her hand and whispered behind her: "I'm 25. One year older than you.

Xia Meng: “…”

She pushed him back onto the sofa.

Xia Meng: "It doesn't matter. Everyone knows that foreigners look older."

Li Zhou seemed to be stabbed by an invisible knife and a mouthful of blood gushed out: "..."

Xia Meng crossed her arms speechlessly and looked down at him condescendingly: "From what you said, if I don't agree to let you move in, you're going to buy a house nearby at a high price?"

Li Zhu nodded.

At the end, he tilted his head seriously and innocently and asked, "Isn't it okay? Do you hate this?"

He lowered his head like a dog that had done something wrong: "...I just want to live closer to you."

Xia Meng: "That's not possible either."

Xia Meng was very determined.

...However, it is not impossible to provide a compromise solution.

Xia Meng: "...The landlady has another house for rent downstairs. If you really want to rent, rent that one."

She thought about it carefully and decided that instead of forcing Li Zhou to buy the house next door at a high price, it would be better to show him a way out.

Anyway...having more familiar neighbors is not a bad thing.

Li Zhou's eyes sparkled.

Li Zhou: "Then can I go to get off work and eat with you from now on?"

Xia Meng: “.”

Take back what I said.

Ou Xu was right, the sentinels were indeed creatures that were good at taking advantage of every opportunity.

The S-Class is no exception.

No, S-rank! Even worse!

…

Li Zhou is extremely efficient.

After leaving Xia Meng's house, he went straight to the landlady's house and asked to rent the house downstairs.

The landlady felt strange.

She: "Isn't Xiao Xia your biological sister? Why don't you two just live together?"

Li Zhou felt that the landlady was very understanding.

But he still seriously corrected her: "She and I are not related by blood, and I am one year older than her."

The landlady was puzzled. Not siblings? No blood relationship?

"...Oh. So you two are—"

Li Zhou nodded impatiently.

Landlady: "Are you two a reconstituted family?"

Li Zhou: “…”

Landlady: "It's really not suitable to live together."

Li Zhou sadly lost the support of his landlady.

Li Zhou: “…”

The landlady was very straightforward: "Sure, no problem. The house is empty anyway, so I'll rent it to you. When are you planning to move in?"

Li Zhou: "Anytime. How about tonight?"

Landlady: "Ah? Tonight?"

…

A little after seven in the evening.

Xia Meng guessed that Old Wang should have finished his dinner at home and finished his walk in the neighborhood downstairs. When Old Wang was about to start correcting his students' homework, she finally called him.

“Beep…beep…beep…beep…beep…”

The call tone beeped several times.

I don’t know whether Lao Wang didn’t hear it or he heard it but didn’t want to answer.

Xia Meng was no longer surprised by this situation.

According to the master's wife, every time Lao Wang answered her call, he had to prepare himself mentally for twenty seconds.

Because his evil disciple called him late at night, either to strangle him or to take his life.

You have to ask for one, no matter how high or low.

Just before the call was about to be automatically disconnected due to no one answering the call for a long time, Lao Wang finally answered the phone slowly.

Wang Xiangyi: [Hello?]

Xia Meng crossed her legs on the sofa: "Master! I have something to ask you!"

Wang Xiangyi: [Yes, go ahead.]

Xia Meng flipped through the notebook spread out on her lap. "I'd like to ask, is it possible that the owner of the mental image and the outsider see different scenes?"

She was consulting about Su Fangxiao's problem.

Due to privacy concerns, she concealed Su Fangxiao's specific identity information.

Wang Xiangyi was a little interested by her words.

Wang Xiangyi: [Please elaborate.]

Xia Meng was always right in controlling Lao Wang.

She knew that only difficult and complicated cases could arouse his greatest interest.

So she gave a brief account of Su Fangxiao's situation, and also recounted her counseling process in the afternoon from beginning to end.

But unexpectedly, as they were talking, Lao Wang guessed Su Fangxiao's identity.

Wang Xiangyi: [You are talking about the female sentinel whose spirit body is Border Collie, right?]

Xia Meng was surprised: "How do you know?"

Wang Xiangyi was very direct: [Her mental picture matches her mental and physical abilities.]

Xia Meng reacted.

Yes.

Just like Pei Ziling's mental image is a beach, his mental body is most likely also a seafood.

Being able to make a quick judgment through such connections shows that experience is indeed the best, and Xia Meng is willing to admit defeat.

Xia Meng: "Master, do you have any ideas?"

Wang Xiangyi thought for a moment and said, "Your guess has some truth to it. We cannot rule out the possibility that she suffers from a mental illness."

Xia Meng sighed: "She obviously looks so sunny and cheerful."

Wang Xiangyi gently reminded: "Some mental illnesses are like this. Patients are often unaware of their mental abnormalities and may even believe that the world they see is normal. Many mental illness symptoms exist because the patient needs them. The mental image is a manifestation of her subconscious, and perhaps that mental image is what she needs. Therefore, the mental image she sees is different from yours."

Xia Meng listened quietly.

She didn't know why, but every time she listened to Wang Xiangyi deconstructing the spiritual world of mentally ill patients in such a gentle and understanding tone, she could always feel that he had a divinity similar to the compassion of Buddha.

Xia Meng thought for a moment and asked, "Then do you think I should tell her the truth?"

Wang Xiangyi sighed softly.

This is a question that is difficult to conclude.

Just like whether doctors should tell the truth to patients with terminal illnesses.

Doctors in China usually take into account the patient's psychological endurance, understanding of the disease, and the opinions of the family members, and basically choose to tell the family members first.

Doctors in Europe and the United States are accustomed to informing patients of their condition and possible treatment options as soon as possible, leaving it to the patients to decide how to treat themselves and when to inform their families.

The difference between the two is that the former is more inclined to consider the patient's mental state and respect the opinions of family members; the latter pays more attention to and emphasizes the patient's right to freedom and right to know.

Xia Meng is facing a similar situation now.

Should we inform Su Fangxiao herself about the abnormalities in her mental picture?

Or...tell her immediate superior, for example, Zhou Qi?

Xia Meng thought about it and felt that it was obviously inappropriate to tell Zhou Qi, as this was Su Fangxiao's personal privacy after all.

But will the existence of this anomaly cause a series of problems, such as causing catastrophic troubles when performing tasks in the future? This is very serious.

What do the guides in the guide center usually do when they encounter this situation?

Maybe she could ask Ou Xu.

As Su Fangxiao's previous guide, Ou Xu should know this, right?

However, Xia Meng is not just a guide, she is also a psychiatrist.

She: "Master, if it were you, what would you do?"

Wang Xiangyi did not answer her question, but instead asked: "So what do you think, should we wake up a sleepwalker?"

Xia Meng answered without thinking: "Of course not recommended."

This is something that the medical community agrees on, and it's generally not recommended to wake someone who is sleepwalking, as it may cause them to become startled or behave dangerously.

Sleepwalking is a sleep disorder in which the person is often difficult to awaken, and even when awakened, they may experience brief periods of confusion or mental disorder.

In addition, sudden awakening may cause the patient to be extremely frightened and may even lead to heart disease or cardiovascular accidents.

However, if the sleepwalker is in a potentially dangerous environment, such as near stairs or traffic areas, you can try to wake them up if it is safe to do so to prevent a more serious accident.

When dealing with sleepwalking, the best approach is usually to stay by the patient's side and guide them safely back to bed, or to remove possible obstacles while they are sleepwalking to ensure their safety.

After Xia Meng answered, she suddenly understood what Wang Xiangyi meant.

In fact, Su Fangxiao’s current situation is very similar to sleepwalking.

Telling her the truth suddenly might be dangerous.

Her mental picture should have been full of dangers, but from her perspective it was portrayed as peaceful.

Once Su Fangxiao sees the truth there, the conflict and mutual exclusion between illusion and truth may cause the collapse or even complete collapse of the mental picture.

This is undoubtedly very dangerous.

Xia Meng thought, perhaps, she could try to adjust and improve the danger in Su Fangxiao's mental picture on the premise of ensuring safety.

She thanked Wang Xiangyi solemnly: "Thank you, Master. I understand."

Finally, she suddenly remembered something and said in a coquettish tone, "Master, I guess I'll have many similar difficult and complicated cases to consult you about in the future. Please don't think I'm annoying."

Wang Xiangyi snorted, not really buying into her cutesy tactics: "Come on, stop being so cute after getting such a good deal. I've never seen you ask less before."

Xia Meng: "Hehe. Master, give me a heart! I love you!"

Wang Xiangyi: [Go away! Anything else? If not, I'm hanging up.]

Xia Meng: "No—Oh! Yes!"

Wang Xiangyi: [Release.]

Xia Meng: "Director Bai asked me to trick you into coming to the Black Tower as well."

Wang Xiangyi snorted coldly upon hearing this: [Don't even think about it, it's impossible.]

Xia Meng couldn't hide her curiosity: "Master, what is the deep hatred between you and the Black Pagoda? Can you tell me about it? I will avenge you!"

Wang Xiangyi was silent for a few seconds before saying calmly, "Everywhere has a dark side. I was just unlucky enough to witness that side back then. I just hope that in the future, you'll never have to experience the darkness I faced back then."

Not telling her is actually a form of protection for her.

Xia Meng suddenly remembered the "sleepwalking" he mentioned just now. It is not recommended to wake up the person, but in dangerous situations, he would choose to intervene.

She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then, if I really encounter such a situation in the future, Master, will you come to help me?"

Wang Xiangyi said "hmm".

After that, he seemed a little embarrassed and said in a stern voice: "Okay, I'm hanging up now."

Xia Meng: "Okay! Thank you!"

Xia Meng hung up the phone and threw it aside.

Her other hand was playing with a ballpoint pen, and she wrote down a few key words and phrases from the conversation in her notebook.

Sleepwalking, it is not recommended to wake up.

In dangerous situations, try to wake up the victim while ensuring safety.

Best practices, guide safely.

Xia Meng's eyes fell on the last five words, and she raised her hand and circled them.

"Knock knock."

There was a sudden knock on the balcony's floor-to-ceiling window.

Xia Meng turned her head and saw a dark shadow sitting on the balcony railing.

She lowered her eyes and found that it was his spirit form that had knocked on the door.

Xia Meng stood up and opened the door. He bent down skillfully to pick up the cat, then held his cat and raised an eyebrow at him: "Why are you here again?"

Li Zhou smiled at her: "I just wanted to tell you that I have moved here."

He pointed to the balcony diagonally across from the downstairs and said, "That's the one, you know. I came here especially to tell you."

"And..." He looked at the cat in her arms and said, "It likes you and your little ferret very much, so I sent it to play with you."

The golden cat squinted its eyes comfortably in Xia Meng's arms, and wagged its tail when it heard the words.

Xia Meng smiled and said deliberately: "My dog ​​was so scared when he saw it that he almost died. He didn't come out if he could. Do you think I don't know?"

The spirit body is connected to the master's senses.

Every time Ergou was afraid in front of Mao Mao but pretended to be calm, how could Xia Meng not feel it?

So Li Zhou readily changed his words and said, "Then I'll give it to you to play with."

Xia Meng deliberately sang a different tune again: "Am I a three-year-old child? Do I still need a cat to play with me?"

Seeing Li Zhou's loss of words, she couldn't help but laugh: "Why don't we see if this cat has any special talents? If it does, I'll consider keeping it."

Li Zhou: “Hmm…”

cat:"……"

Life is not easy, so cats perform to make a living.

After a few minutes, both the cat and its owner were allowed into the room.

Xia Meng lay on the sofa, and the big golden cat squatted on her back, wagging its tail, and began to massage her diligently.

Yes, massage.

Li Zhou pondered for three minutes and finally came up with this talent.

After listening to this, Xia Meng thought for three seconds and readily agreed.

The two humans happily reached a deal.

Thus, a world where only cats suffer is achieved.

Master Mao started working diligently.

Xia Meng lay down and enjoyed herself while chatting casually with Li Zhou.

Xia Meng: "Where did you go on the mission today? Can you tell me?"

Li Zhou nodded. There was nothing he couldn't tell her. "A group of sentinels kidnapped two A-rank guides and tried to smuggle them overseas by sea. They were discovered near the border between Chinese and South Korean territorial waters, so they sent us over to deal with them."

Xia Meng didn't quite understand: "Why kidnap the guide?"

Li Zhou said calmly, "A-level guides are very valuable. Occasionally, A-level guide essences are circulated on the black market. Their purity varies, and their effectiveness varies."

Xia Meng was puzzled: "Why do you need to use..."

Halfway through the question, she suddenly understood.

Not all the Sentinel humans in this world are willing to accept the jurisdiction and constraints of the Black Tower. There are also many people who would rather be active outside the control of the Black Tower.

Some of those people were unwilling to reveal their identities, while others were dangerous elements wanted by the Black Tower and were on the run.

There are also criminals among humans.

The sentinels among this group of people are usually difficult to receive timely guidance.

In this case, it is inevitable to take action against the guide.

The sentries that Li Zhou went to deal with today were even organized sentries. They secretly captured guides in China and sent them overseas by smuggling, and then gradually squeezed out the value of these guides bit by bit.

Or they treat them as "blood cattle", raising them, and then regularly collect guide elements from them, making them into potions and selling them at high prices;

Or they can be forced to "receive customers", both men and women, through the fastest and most efficient three-level counseling method.

This has already formed a complete black industry chain overseas.

The number of guides is much smaller than that of sentries.

Usually among ten human sentinels, only two or three are guides.

Therefore, A-level wizards are very valuable.

Among a hundred guides, there is probably only one A-level one.

Xia Meng was stunned when she heard this. It was the first time she knew that there was such a dark side in the world.

But she knew that wherever there was light, there would always be a dark side.

She turned her head, looked at Li Zhou, and asked seriously, "So, did you succeed in rescuing those two people?"

Li Zhou nodded slightly.

Black Tower attached great importance to this matter and originally planned to send the Alpha Team, but Zhou Qi mentioned that the two guides were female guides who had awakened about ten years ago, and they fit the profile of the person Li Zhou was looking for.

That's why Li Zhou decided to confirm it with his own eyes.

Xia Meng: "Is that one of them?"

After asking, she reacted: "It seems not."

Li Zhou was puzzled: "How do you know?"

Xia Meng snorted and laughed: "If you find it, do you still need to fight me to the death here? Forget that idea. I will not risk my life to help the evil."

Whether from a moral or personal safety perspective, she had every reason to reject him outright.

Li Zhou sighed softly and fell onto the sofa.

He said half complaining and half sighing: "You are too smart and too clear-headed."

Xia Meng gladly accepted his praise: "Thank you for the compliment."

Xia Meng sighed, "Li Zhou."

Li Zhou looked up: "What?"

Xia Meng turned her head and pointed at the cat master on her back, and asked expectantly: "Does your cat master have any more special services?"

Li Zhou raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"

Xia Meng thought for a moment: "For example, crawl into bed with me and sleep with me* or something?"

Xia Meng likes cats very much.

There used to be a cat cafe outside the gate of Beijing North High School, and she would often go there to pet cats during lunch break.

Cat cafes are good in every way. The cats are cute and clingy, and you can eat, drink, chat and play with them.

As a regular customer there, Xia Meng has experienced all kinds of services, even massage and breastfeeding, but the only thing she has never tried is sleeping with a cat in her arms.

She had slept with Ergou in her arms before.

Ergou was so thin and long that she was always worried that she would crush it accidentally - of course, a spirit body couldn't really be crushed, but she was always worried.

The cat Li Zhou is different.

The size is just right, the weight is just right, and the feel is just right. It feels better to hold it in your arms than a pillow.

She had imagined before how nice it would be to sleep with it in her arms.

She looked at Li Zhou expectantly: "Is it possible?"

Li Zhou blinked and suddenly said, "Sure, but that's a different price."

Xia Meng: “?”

Xia Meng: "What's the price? Tell me."

Li Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Please cover my three meals tomorrow."

He wanted to have breakfast, lunch, and dinner with her once.

Xia Meng made an OK gesture: "What else can I do? Treat me to a meal, no problem. Sister, I have plenty of money now."

Although it is 300,000 yuan, not a penny has been received yet.

But before leaving get off work today, Director Bai verbally assured her that in addition to the 300,000 yuan, her bonus for field work would also be given to her when her salary was paid, and the ratio of her field work bonus would be directly compared to the bonus of the special service sentries, and they would be treated equally.

So Xia Meng is in a good mood now.

Looking forward to the first peak of her life that will come in twenty-eight days.

Li Zhou smiled and nodded: "Then it's settled."

He stood up and said, "It's getting late. I'll go home first. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning to go to work together."

Xia Meng nodded.

Master Mao massaged her well, and she closed her eyes comfortably.

After a while, she got up from the sofa, picked up the cat and walked into the bedroom.

Master Cat was as quiet as a chicken in her arms, gently wagging his tail and meowing softly twice.

They cooperated so well that it didn't seem like it was their first time doing this.

Xia Meng turned off the lights, went to bed in the dark, and fell asleep peacefully while hugging the cat.

…

downstairs.

Li Zhou came out of the shower and while drying his hair with a towel, he habitually connected his senses with his spiritual body.

The next second, he immediately felt the warm and gentle breath through his spiritual body.

He paused.

Even reaching out to her in this way always made him feel at ease.

The cat lay quietly in her arms.

She fell asleep quickly and was already fast asleep.

With each breath, the breath is even and the rise and fall are gentle.

Li Zhou felt it quietly, his eyes sweeping across the empty room. He didn't move at all, but just walked through the bedroom, walked to the bay window on the other side and sat down, leaning back and looking at the moonlight outside the window.

He always has trouble sleeping at night.

He always sees many terrifying scenes in his dreams.

Every time he woke up, he didn't remember what he dreamed about specifically, but he only remembered that the dream always made him feel heartbroken.

Then, at the end of each dream, there would always be a voice repeatedly reminding him to quickly find his engraved guide.

Must find her and kill her.

He leaned his head gently against the wall and closed his eyes.

For some reason, he suddenly had an inexplicable strange premonition tonight.

He seemed to be able to sleep well after a long time.