Task 5
After receiving Shi Youchen's "honesty", Yan Zhiyuan, like He Xian before, felt a pang of pain in his heart, but appeared calm on the surface. In the end, he even said comfortingly: "We will take care of everything. Don't fight it alone."
Shi Youchen performed the role from beginning to end, and in fact, he did not feel as much guilt as expected.
After seeing Yan Zhiyuan off, he even took half an hour to take a shower.
Shi Youchen's bath water temperature was higher than Ying Yungui's, and he had often been teased by the other party for this, saying he had "thin skin and tender flesh".
But even though that guy said that, every time the dust came out after washing, he honestly wanted to stick close to it, smelling it like a dog and exclaiming how fragrant it was.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Shi Youchen wiped off the remaining moisture on the surface of her body, then carefully blew her hair dry. When she came out, her face and neck were still obviously red.
He picked out a rather formal suit and fiddled with it in front of the mirror for about ten minutes. Only after he had made sure every part was neat and tidy did he walk to the bed.
There was a small piece of paper on the bedside table, with the handwriting on it flying and flamboyant. It was not difficult to imagine how anxious the person who wrote these words was at the time -
"If I'm not awake, it means I can't come for the time being. Don't force me to wake you up."
Shi Youchen pinched a corner of the note, looked at the familiar handwriting on it and the several hearts connected at the end, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and laughed in his heart at why someone would draw hearts when he was in such a hurry.
At that time, he and He Xian were hiding in the space-time rift in Sanye Temple, and happened to meet Ying Yungui and Lin Zhouze who had gone there. While eavesdropping on their conversation, Shi Youchen caught Ying Yungui's body language hints several times.
The final message from those codes is: "Energy synchronization has been completed, hurry up!"
As for what kind of energy synchronization it was, there was no need for Ying Yungui to explain more, Shi Youchen understood it very well.
The spatial energy that was previously separated into Kong's body with the help of Aisha Kalanka's ability, which was completely the same as Ying Yungui's, has been perfectly integrated with the body under Morrill's diligent cultivation.
In other words, there are now two identical Ying Yungui, one in the association base in the real world, and the other in the Mirage Abyss.
This also means that the condition that Shi Youchen and He Xian had previously stated, which was to wait until Ying Yungui's condition stabilized before sealing the Crow Totem, has been met.
So in order to avoid any further complications, Shi Youchen decided that the next target of the seal would be the Raven Totem.
After receiving the instructions from Xiaowei, Morrill went to the basement where Kong's body was stored. After failing to wake up Ying Yungui, he found the message he had left in advance beside him.
Ying Yungui had written the note quickly after receiving a call from Lin Zhouze in Area 5, hastily transferring himself into Kong's body and waking up. As soon as he finished writing, he was forcibly kicked out by the unstable spatial energy.
It took Molly a few minutes to figure out what was written on it. Then she walked all the way with the note in disgust and stuffed it into the crack of Shi Youchen's room door.
When Shi Youchen came back from simulation room No. 3, he opened the door and saw the note falling from the gap, and was stunned for a moment.
He looked at the words on it again, folded it carefully, and put it in his pocket.
He was going to take this thing to see the person who wrote it.
——
District 8, City A, Lu family.
The old housekeeper sighed helplessly and said to the girl standing by the gate, "Miss, please leave. I really can't inform the head of the family for you. It's against the rules."
The girl in front of him was leaning against the wall with her arms folded, her long pink hair sparkling in the rare bright winter sun.
The girl stretched out two fingers, pushed up her sunglasses, blew out some bubble gum, and said, "Grandpa, I've been here for several days, and you said I couldn't report it. How can I still get in here?"
A pair of sunglasses covered half of her face, and from the exposed skin it was clear that she was not wearing any makeup. Her skin was so white that it was almost transparent, even comparable to the snow not far away.
Although the girl spoke in a light tone, the old housekeeper knew countless people and had extraordinary observation skills, so of course he noticed all the evidence of her "not being light".
The holes for the brow nails, the holes for the lip nails, nails of various shapes on the ears covered by long hair, and the traces of tattoos washed off from the neck to the collarbone.
To put it nicely, it is a mixture of elements, and to put it bluntly, it is a weird outfit.
Clearly, this girl wasn't one to be easily dismissed. The old housekeeper remained calm as he explained, "It was the master's order to tear down the outermost wall. We have no right to prevent people from coming in to enjoy the scenery."
The girl was stunned for a moment, then began to chew the candy in her mouth again, but she didn't blow any more bubbles. She stood up straight and looked around at the scenery outside the circle.
I have to admit that even though most of it is covered with snow, it is not difficult to see that the scenery of this place is very beautiful, and a lot of thought and money must have been spent on its maintenance.
"What do you mean? Isn't this your family's private land?" she asked curiously.
The old butler did not answer this question, but just looked at her politely, the meaning of which was self-evident.
The girl's eyes flickered behind her sunglasses, and she suddenly leaned close to the old butler's ear and whispered something. The butler's expression suddenly hardened, and even his brow furrowed. He took a step back, carefully examined the girl from head to toe, and after a moment, said, "Please follow me in."
...
The girl had been waiting in the reception room for more than ten minutes. She was the only one in the room. The old housekeeper led her in and disappeared after saying "Please wait a moment". He never appeared again.
She was bored and admiring the various famous paintings hanging on the wall, but she was very polite and never reached out to touch them.
The door of this reception room was very thick and heavy, but there was no sound when it was pushed open. Lu Zhiqi said softly to the old housekeeper, "Sorry to bother you, Uncle Lu," and then walked into the reception room.
"Hello." He smiled warmly at the girl. "Sorry for the wait. Please take a seat."
The girl came back to her senses from a fiery red painting. She turned around and saw the man coming in. She was startled for a moment and said, "Are you the head of the Lu family?"
Lu Zhiqi ignored her impolite tone and started to make tea with very skillful movements: "Yes, can you drink something stronger?" He asked as naturally as if he was asking an old friend.
"Okay." The girl walked over to sit across from him, watching his movements and said, "It's really not easy to see you."
Lu Zhiqi: "I heard from Uncle Lu that you've been here for several days in a row. How come you left when I told you to before, but today you insist on seeing me?"
The girl pulled a small red box from her pocket and placed it on the table, but didn't open it. "Maybe it's because your family is more down-to-earth than I thought. I heard that the land outside is off-limits."
"Oh?" Lu Zhiqi was washing his tea, feeling amused. "Who told you that? Your family? Is she okay? How is her health? Did she ask you to come to see me?"
As he asked, Lu Zhiqi raised his head and looked at the girl: "Tell me, whose illegitimate daughter are you?"
"Lu Ming? Or Lu Cheng?"
The girl hadn't taken off her sunglasses yet, which would normally be considered very impolite, but Lu Zhiqi didn't seem to mind.
The tone in which he asked this question was as natural as if he was greeting a friend, "Have you eaten? Where are you going?"
The girl shrugged and said, "May I ask which of them is your father?"
Lu Zhiqi picked the lightest-colored teacup and poured her tea: "Lu Ming, but I see you are not very old, there may be some misunderstanding."
The girl asked with interest, "What's the misunderstanding? What's the issue with age?"
"Heh." Lu Zhiqi chuckled, not intending to explain too much. He only said vaguely, "You told the housekeeper that I must come to see you in person. I guess you know that I have been the one who directly handled similar 'family scandals' over the years."
He gently placed the teacup in front of the girl. "Based on my many years of experience dealing with aftermath, it's impossible for any of those two people's illegitimate children to live like you."
There was no disparagement or contempt in his words, and there was even a hint of self-mockery.
Seeing that the girl didn't say anything, as if she agreed, Lu Zhiqi continued, "So what you and Uncle Lu said was probably just a misunderstanding."
"I am the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Lu. I know another secret of the Lu family. I want to meet your head of the family in person." This was what the girl had whispered to the old housekeeper before she came up with a plan.
"Hahaha, you're so funny." She suddenly laughed, and her raised hand accidentally touched the teacup on the edge of the table. The expensive little thing fell onto the equally expensive carpet, intact.
No one picked up the teacup.
"I am indeed not Mr. Lu's illegitimate daughter, not at all."
"But what I said wasn't entirely a lie. At least, the identity of my illegitimate daughter and those secrets were true."
She happily took off her sunglasses, pinned them to her collar, and pinned back the hair that was covering her ears, revealing the layered and intertwined ear bridges.
"Lu Zhiqi, I didn't expect you to be so interesting now. You used to be a bit of a conservative person."
The girl's appearance gave Lu Zhiqi an indescribable feeling, a little familiar, but he definitely didn't know her, so he thought carefully for a while and then asked, "Have we met before?"
This time it was the girl's turn to be stunned. She asked uncertainly, "You... don't recognize me?"
She said "can't recognize" instead of "don't know", Lu Zhiqi narrowed his eyes.
Seeing that his reaction didn't seem like a joke, the girl raised her left hand and pushed up her sleeve, revealing what was on her wrist.
"Then this... do you still recognize it?"
It was a red amber bracelet that Lu Zhiqi had seen before. "You are, Mollier?!" he cried out in shock.
"Huh, it's good that you still remember this." Mollier scratched the hair on his forehead. The hole on his brow bone where there was no nail was particularly conspicuous.
Lu Zhiqi almost stood up, but luckily he managed to keep his composure. After his shock subsided, he carefully looked at the girl's face several times, and finally found the reason for his previous strange feeling.
Morrill's skin was much paler than before, so pale that he didn't even look like a native of District 8.
The biggest sense of incongruity is that after so many years, Lu Zhiqi has become a mature man in his thirties, but Morrill's facial features are still exactly the same as when they last met.
She actually looks exactly the same as she did six years ago when she was 18 years old.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
