Chapter 134: On the Rhine (4) “As long as I can do it, I will…
...even though they had just had a very violent fight.
Xuan Chi clearly wanted to say something, but he hesitated twice. Just when Si Ling was wondering if his throat hadn't fully recovered, he spoke, "I'm not..." His voice was hoarse, and he was weak from recovering from a serious injury. "I didn't mean to offend you."
Um? ? ?
Si Ling was shocked and grabbed Xuan Chi's hand: "Who do you think I am?"
Xuan Chi's hand twitched, and his eyes were filled with fear: "Your Majesty, I..."
"I'm not the Emperor of Heaven, I'm Si Ling." Si Ling laughed dumbly. "I was the one who unsealed you a few months ago... Do you remember that cave? Then we did missions at the Ghost Academy. The Tumba family's manor, Moloch's slave ship, and Fisher Technology's Mermaid Island. Do you remember anything?"
She deliberately mentioned a few places, and seeing that Xuan Chi looked dazed, she pulled him into the living room.
Xuan Chi was lost in thought and allowed her to fiddle with him. Si Ling helped him sit down at the wooden dining table and sat down himself, observing his expression and carefully asking, "Do you remember what happened in the past? How did you offend the Emperor of Heaven?"
Xuan Chi felt his head getting dizzy, and two identical faces overlapped and separated in his mind. The several places she had just mentioned flashed through his mind vaguely, and finally stopped at the cave.
He vaguely remembered who "Si Ling" was, but he didn't have the courage to look at her. He frowned and lowered his head, saying, "I... forgot why, but I fought with the Emperor of Heaven and injured her."
Si Ling gasped: "Ah..."
That's serious.
"Luckily, a lot of people helped her." Hyun Chi felt remorseful, slumped over the table, his face buried in his arms. "They tried their best to help her avoid me, otherwise I might have killed her."
……etc?
Si Ling sensed something and leaned closer to him, asking, "Is it because of this that the Emperor of Heaven imprisoned you in the cave for tens of thousands of years?"
Xuan Chi nodded silently.
Si Ling: "Among the people you saw helping the Emperor of Heaven escape, weren't most of them blond and blue-eyed? And two or three of them had wolf fur when they ran?"
Xuan Chi raised his head and saw that there was clearly more fear in her eyes, and nodded.
"Hey..." Si Ling smacked his lips playfully, "Do you think there's a possibility that the Emperor of Heaven imprisoned you before that, and it was the unlucky me who was almost killed by you afterwards?"
Xuan Chi opened his mouth and said, "Huh?"
"Ah, what?" Si Ling laughed angrily, "You said your memory is confused, but you are quite good at making up your mind! How about I take you to the place where the fight happened a few days ago?"
Xuan Chi held his forehead in his hand, pressing hard on his solar plexus. Seeing his pain, Si Ling's heart softened. She reached out and patted his shoulder: "Forget it, don't think about it for now." She stood up and walked to the simple cabinet by the wall. "Take the medicine first."
She put two packets of Hell Thistle in a mug, diluted it with water, and handed the mug to him.
Hyun Chi took the mug, his eyes met the medicine, he was startled for a moment, raised his eyes and asked her: "What kind of medicine is this?"
"Netherworld Thistle," Si Ling said, "a miraculous medicine for healing evil spirits and demons... You should have had it before you were sealed, right? After it's made into a powder, the concentration is higher, doubling the effect."
Xuan Chi pursed his lips, nodded, and said softly, "Thank you."
Si Ling held up his chin and watched him drink the medicine. Suddenly, he realized something was wrong and asked him in a complicated tone, "What did you think the medicine was?"
Xuan Chi paused holding the cup, shook his head and said, "No."
Si Ling didn't say anything else.
Having been a ghost for ten thousand years, it was easy for her to see through this kind of cover-up. But she didn't know what to say, she just felt sad.
She had once imagined what his reaction would be when he saw the Emperor of Heaven one day. Considering the suffering he had endured in being sealed for tens of thousands of years, she wouldn't be surprised at all even if he rushed up and stabbed the Emperor of Heaven to death, let alone being enraged.
But in the past two days, he had mistakenly thought she was the Emperor of Heaven, and his attitude was completely different from what she expected.
His magic power recovered quickly, and he must have felt it himself. She had taken away the soul-locking nail as soon as he woke up, so he had every reason to fight to the death.
But he didn't. Apart from his initial attempt to escape, he didn't do anything radical after that.
If in his eyes she was just Si Ling, then it was called cooperating with the treatment, but he mistakenly thought she was the Emperor of Heaven, then it was called being at the mercy of others.
Si Ling recalled another detail - when he tried to escape but was blocked by the barrier and fell to the ground, she wanted to use a healing spell to make him feel more comfortable, and he stopped her hand in fear.
But then he let go again.
Just like he was skeptical about the medicine she offered him, but still drank it cup after cup.
In addition, he also tried to explain to the "Emperor of Heaven" that he wanted to tell her that he did not mean it.
After enduring tens of thousands of years of torture, this is how he faced the person who brought him pain.
Si Ling sighed inwardly and shook his head: "Xuan Chi."
Xuan Chi raised his eyes and looked at her, with a hint of uneasiness still in his expression.
"Let me tell you my plan..." Si Ling cleared his throat, "It's not really a plan. I just wanted you to recuperate here, and when you're almost healed, we'll go back to the Ghost Academy."
Ghost Academy...
Xuan Chi frowned, and finally thought of someone from his chaotic memory: "Mimir?"
Compared to Lucifer who looks like a normal person, Mimir with only a head left is much more memorable.
"Oh yes! Professor Mimir is the Nordic foreign aid of the Ghost Academy." Si Ling nodded repeatedly.
Then she continued, "But if you think of something from the past, you can tell me and we can make other plans." She looked at him as she spoke, "If you don't mind telling me."
Hyun Chi placed the empty mug on the table in front of him, pondered for a moment, and said, "Wait a moment."
He stood up and walked into the room, then quickly came out and handed the Tongming Plate to Si Ling: "You said the other day that you could use this to... send messages?"
"......?" Si Ling was stunned. "Have you forgotten all this?"
She smiled helplessly and reached out to take the Tongming disk: "Come on, I'll teach you how to use it." Then she pulled Xuan Chi's thumb and pressed it on the screen to unlock the screen.
She taught him how to operate the Tongming Plate again, just like she did a few months ago. Xuan Chi learned quickly just like a few months ago, but he had just recovered from a serious injury and had little energy. He yawned after he finished learning.
"Go back to sleep for a while." Si Ling said softly, pushing him back to the room. She took the Tongming Plate again and pointed to her chat box in the message list. "This is me. If you don't remember how to type, you can click here to send a voice message."
"Okay." Xuan Chi nodded, said thank you, and yawned again.
"Go to sleep." Si Ling smiled, turned around and walked out, closing the door for him.
Xuan Chi lay on the bed, fiddling with the Tongming Plate in his hand, opened Si Ling's dialog box, and scrolled up the chat history.
It was easy for them to talk directly in the Ghost Academy, so although there were quite a few chat records over the past few months, they were not too many. He only took a few minutes to flip to the beginning.
The first few messages were extremely simple.
He: “111.”
Si Ling: “222.”
Hyun Chi gradually recalled the scene at that time.
These two messages were actually sent by Si Ling. They were sitting on the sofa together at the time, and she was explaining and demonstrating to him: "Just click here to type. This is a number. I'll just type it in! After editing the message, click send, and it will be sent."
"And if someone replies to your message." She took out her Tongming disk, typed "222" and pressed send. Then she pointed at the new message that popped up on his screen and said, "Look, the reply will be displayed like this, on the left side, in gray."
He nodded: "The green half on the right is me."
"Yes!" Si Ling said.
After that, most of the chats were light-hearted and casual.
for example:
"Where are you?"
"library."
For example:
"See you in the cafeteria later?"
"I'll be there later. Please order some winter melon meatballs for me."
In addition to these, there are a bunch of random emoticons. One of them shows him falling from mid-air towards the castle. He should have just come out of the cave at that time. He was still wearing armor and had black wings spread out, looking a bit childish.
So four words were written under the picture: Force the King to Come.
Si Ling saved this picture as an emoticon package and sent it to him, and the next message was laughing wildly: A Zhui did it hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
The next question he asked was: What is a force king?
Si Ling sent three different emojis of wiping cold sweat to express his speechlessness, and then gave a serious explanation.
Xuan Chi smiled as he saw this. His chaotic memories gradually reshaped into clear pictures, and he remembered more things, including the worries he had after realizing the existence of the karma curse.
But at that time he didn't expect the result to be like this.
Xuan Chi turned over and looked up at the ceiling, her mind echoing with the words she had just said: "I am not the Emperor of Heaven, I am Si Ling."
Now it seems that she is indeed not the Emperor of Heaven, but she has the same face as the Emperor of Heaven, and it just so happens that she was the one who released him from the cave. There is no such coincidence in the world.
.
After Xuan Chi fell asleep, Si Ling returned to her room and released a paper man to cover the roof that she had lifted off yesterday.
Then she lay in bed for most of the day. In the evening, she heard some noise outside the house and went out to see. She saw several goblins ready to move outside the barrier.
...For the spirits who rely on absorbing the essence of heaven and earth to improve their cultivation, her and Xuan Chi's power are a fatal temptation. And although their intelligence is not high, their senses are very sharp. At this moment, they clearly sensed Xuan Chi's weakness, so they bared their teeth and wanted to surround and capture their prey.
But in fact, even when Xuan Chi was most seriously injured in the past two days, he could still easily wipe them out.
Si Ling shook his head, not wanting to think about it any more. He casually cast a spell, and a towering tree a few meters away collapsed.
The goblins looked stunned, chattered about something, and ran away without looking back.
A few seconds later, Si Ling heard footsteps behind him.
She turned around and saw Xuan Chi walking towards her. She smiled apologetically and asked, "Did I wake you up?"
"I woke up a while ago." Xuan Chi paused, "Are you free? Let's talk."
"You're so free." Si Ling sneered, took two steps forward, sat on the steps outside the door, patted his side casually, and Xuan Chi also sat over.
She looked sideways at him, waiting for him to speak. He pondered for a moment, then looked back at her calmly, saying softly, "I want to ask you a favor."
"Well, go ahead." Si Ling could see that he was worried, so he pretended to be relaxed and said, "As long as I can do it, I will definitely help you."
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