Yan Chiyu's eyes flickered slightly.
"Is it hard to say?"
What are your feelings for your little nephew?
"A... a stranger who was just recognized as a relative?"
The somber look in the boy's eyes lessened slightly, and his tone remained nonchalant and lazy: "As far as I know, the Wu family in the capital was once a very powerful feng shui master. Their ancestors were probably involved in this profession."
Fuzhu is somewhat different from Lushu. It is a mythical beast from the Classic of Mountains and Seas, possessing exceptional beauty and long ago revered as an auspicious creature. As for why it was recorded as a beast of calamity, I'm not entirely sure…
Regarding the Wu family, Wu Tingyun's selection was largely due to his talent and physical attributes.
"And then?" Wu Yue listened very attentively to this part. Yan Chiyu's tone was no different from usual, but she had a vague sense of unease.
“Every five hundred years, Fuzhu will fall into a deep slumber. The first person he chooses upon waking will be the future ruler of the Wu family. But sometimes, if he doesn’t find a suitable person to protect when he wakes up, he will continue to slumber until the next five hundred years. This blessing comes with conditions… As a price, when Wu Tingyun is five years old, Fuzhu will enter his body, devour his soul, and merge the two. At that time, the merged Wu Tingyun will be the true new ruler of the Wu family.”
“By then, Wu Tingyun will no longer be Wu Tingyun.”
As Yan Chiyu finished speaking, he glanced at Wu Yue for a few seconds before looking away: "Do you want to ask me—why my soul has to be eaten? It's the rule; everything has its own laws."
Wu Yue didn't speak, but her rosy lips were pressed into a line, and her clear black and white eyes were filled with unknown emotions, a hint of sadness in them.
The agreements among them...
This agreement... could actually be that she is asked to assist Fuzhu in devouring Wu Tingyun's soul?
Beside him, the boy slowly raised his hand, then slammed it down.
"Ah! What are you doing?" Wu Yue's dazed thoughts slowly returned after being hit hard on the back, and the slight paleness and weakness on her face suddenly disappeared.
Yan Chiyu calmly and methodically advised Wu Yue, who was unaware that she had begun to care about Wu Tingyun: "What's the use of thinking about it yourself? Just ask Fuzhu when the time comes. Maybe things aren't so bad."
"Um……"
The boy glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and said, "I'll answer your question. Will you come with me to buy something?"
Wu Yue asked absentmindedly, "Where to?"
"Let's go to the ghost market."
"...Don't tell me we have to go in through the cemetery, I can't, I can't." The girl suddenly raised her head, her whole being screaming "no."
"Entering the Ghost Market from that corner of the cemetery is a method for people with low cultivation. Do I look like someone with low cultivation?" His cold eyes, filled with arrogance, fell on the girl's face. His voice was low and cool, yet very pleasant to hear.
Yan Chiyu, you've gotten too big for your britches!
Wu Yue glanced at him, but finally felt much more at ease.
As long as you don't enter from the cemetery, everything is fine.
The girl nodded.
The boy put his hands behind his head, chuckled softly, and then instructed, "Go back and get some sleep. I'll pick you up at 11:30."
"Okay, call me when the time comes." Wu Yue thought for a moment, then asked, "What do I need to prepare, what should I do?"
His deep, dark eyes, gleaming with starlight, fell upon the girl's face. Outside the car window, light and shadow flickered, creating a dappled effect: "Follow me."
His unhurried tone, enveloped in the night, was incredibly alluring.
[awsl Every time I see Yan Mei, I want to change my boyfriend]
[A single person says they want to be a streamer]
Wait a minute, I'll go get the Civil Affairs Bureau document.
Another day of crying over someone else's beautiful love story.
[Ah! When will the government start assigning boyfriends?]
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The New Book of Tang, Biography of the Western Regions, Fulin: "In the Western Sea there is a market where trade is conducted without people seeing each other. Goods are placed beside the market, and it is called the Ghost Market." In the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty, the Ghost Market was the name of a market where no one sells goods.
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