Chapter 152: Ruan Yunxiong Case (1) “I don’t quite understand, what should I bring?…
After Si Ling finished speaking, Xuan Chi's eyebrows twitched and he didn't respond for a long time.
She still lay on her back, her head tilted in confusion. Seeing that he still didn't speak, she raised her hand and poked his cheek with her index finger: "What's wrong? Just say it."
"No." Xuan Chi shook his head. "You're right."
"That's settled then." Si Ling sat up, took out the Tongming Plate, and planned to send a message to Fan Wujiu.
She had only typed a few words when he suddenly hugged her from behind. She froze, feeling his forehead against her shoulder, then realizing he seemed to be trembling.
"Xuan Chi?" She grasped his right hand, which was wrapped around her, and turned to look at him in surprise. "What's wrong?"
After waiting for a moment, there was no sound behind him. Si Ling patted his hand and said, "I'll reply to Fan Wujiu first. If you have anything else, we can talk later, okay?"
After saying that, she picked up the Tongming Plate again, but Xuan Chi suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.
"Let me go," he said. "I'll go alone."
Si Ling was startled and turned his head again: "What?"
"I'm worried about you." He lowered his voice. "I'll go by myself. Wait for my news."
...Although his voice was soft, she could tell that it was not a negotiating tone.
Si Ling turned around, sat face to face with him, and asked him seriously, "What if something happens to you?"
Without hesitation, he said, "It's better than something happening to you."
He pursed his lips slightly and moved closer to hug her. Because she was sitting upright, he was almost hanging on her.
He refused to give in, yet cautiously told her, "If this is really Di Jun's conspiracy, I can go by myself and find a way to make him think it has nothing to do with you."
He tightened his arms: "Just this once, listen to me."
Si Ling felt a palpitation in his heart.
She suddenly realized that it was cruel to ignore his feelings at the time - although it was just a natural thing for her at that time, she had no malice, not even a bit of "intentionality", she just did it because she didn't want to bother, but how did he feel at that time?
She suddenly recalled an incident from a few months ago. It was during the Tumba family's mission, when she'd set up strange rules in the restaurant, gradually driving the participants to their limits. At that time, he'd only just been unsealed, his cognition fragmented, and he couldn't comprehend Wu Zhexian's seemingly inconsistent actions.
At that time, she told him: "People are sometimes very good at deceiving themselves. They are very good at wearing masks and covering up one emotion with another."
Looking back now, she realized that he had used the mask of loyalty to hide his love for tens of thousands of years.
During those years, what was his mood every time he saw her? She had never thought about this question.
An inexplicable impulse stirred in his heart, and Si Ling lowered his head as if possessed by a ghost, and his thin lips touched his forehead.
Xuan Chi froze visibly, then straightened up, looking a little uncomfortable, and asked her stutteringly, "A-Are you agreeing now?"
Si Ling shook his head: "Other things can be discussed, but I can't listen to you on this matter."
Xuan Chi's brows furrowed suddenly: "Why?"
Si Ling said, "The more convincing reason is: If I don't go, my combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least half, and my chances of winning will drop significantly. It's very likely that your sure win will turn into a one-sided loss."
Xuan Chi lowered his head and remained silent, as if silently thinking about how to refute her words.
Si Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly lunged, pushing him down onto the sofa. Hyun Chi was caught off guard and instinctively tried to help her, but after a few seconds of hesitation, she realized her hands were wrapped around her waist. She hesitated slightly, but didn't let go.
"That's not a very convincing reason—" Si Ling tilted his head and looked at him like a domineering lion. "I don't want you to fight alone, and I don't want you to die out there, just like you don't want to see me get into trouble."
"Oh..." Hyun Chi didn't refute, but his brain was a little stuck.
He had never seen her like this before. From Xin Bi to Si Ling, her every move always exuded a sense of elegance and holiness. Even when she suddenly mentioned "date" in the western restaurant that day, she still handled everything with a playful attitude.
Similarly, Si Ling also found it very fresh.
In the past tens of thousands of years of getting along, if she were asked to use some simple words to label him, the ones she could think of would be: loyal, handsome, polite, brave and arrogant.
Of course, his coldness and arrogance weren't directed at her; it was how other people judged him. They said he wouldn't bother saying a single word when he could. The phrase "Force the King to Descend" in Ah Zhui's photoshopped image also had some of this in mind.
But he was always very polite in front of her. At that time, as one of the seven holy kings respected by everyone in the heaven, he was actually very close to her, but he never overstepped the boundaries of etiquette even a little bit.
So she never thought that he could do that kind of action of "hanging" on her, just like the clingy big parrot in the cute pet video that would hug people with its wings and rub its head against people.
The few minutes they had spent together just now were more like turning over a card - in the past tens of thousands of years, they had only seen one side of the card, but now they suddenly saw the other side.
Si Ling thought about his almost cheating behavior just now, changed his posture, and rested his elbow on his chest: "Listen to me, let's get ready together."
Xuan Chi opened his mouth, but finally agreed: "Okay."
Si Ling moved away from him, and he sat up again. She took out a stack of A4 paper from the table and produced a pair of scissors.
Xuan Chi sat beside her and watched her. He quickly figured out from the outline of her tailoring: "Paper figurine?"
Si Ling: "Yeah, right."
Hyun Chi laughed: "You actually cut it yourself? I always thought you bought it online."
"You can buy one." Si Ling smiled, "But the spiritual power of a paper figurine is directly related to the maker's cultivation. The ones sold are too weak and can only be used as marionettes. Mine has a little more autonomy."
She paused after she finished speaking and asked him, "Shall I give you an army to fight against Nguyen Van Hung?"
Hyun Chi: "...Is it still possible?"
"Yes, although they are much weaker than the heavenly soldiers, they are better than nothing." Si Ling said.
Xuan Chi pondered for a while and said, "Give me Fan Wujiu's contact information."
"What for?" Si Ling asked as she freed her hand to hand him the Tongming Plate. He pushed Fan Wujiu's business card to her through her chat box and added him as a friend, saying, "I want a topographic map."
A few minutes after receiving the message, Fan Wujiu sent a topographic map of Ruan Wenxiong's location. It looked like it was in a deep mountain forest, which was a good place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack from the perspective of military strategy.
Si Ling was cutting paper figures when he caught a glimpse of Xuan Chi zooming in and out of the corner of his eye to study the map on the screen. He subconsciously glanced at the map as well, his eyes froze for a moment, and he immediately said, "Send a message to Bai Ma and ask her to come over and help."
Xuan Chi was stunned: "What help?"
"I feel like there's something wrong with this place." Si Ling looked at the map in his hand, "but I can't explain why."
She was referring to something wrong from a metaphysical perspective, but even though she had been a ghost for 30,000 years, she herself was not proficient in metaphysics - mainly because she was too good at fighting, and her combat power was overwhelming, so she had no need to delve into theoretical knowledge.
Bai Ma arrived soon, accompanied by Li Qi and Zhu Mengwei. Si Ling didn't say much about what he was going to do, just let her look at the map on the Xuan Chi Tongming Plate. Bai Ma glanced at it and said, "What kind of place is this? It's in Southeast Asia, right?"
"Hmm?" Si Ling frowned, thinking that Ruan Wenxiong was a ghost from the Tang Dynasty. "Should he be in the Porcelain Kingdom?"
"Impossible, this is definitely Southeast Asia," Bai Ma said confidently. "There's a reason the sorcery industry is so developed there. Feng shui makes it particularly suitable for this, and there are extremely yin places everywhere. But places like this are extremely rare in China. If I were there, I would definitely recognize it at a glance."
Si Ling asked Xuan Chi: "Did Fan Wujiu give the specific coordinates?"
"There's a longitude and latitude." Xuan Chi showed Bai Ma the longitude and latitude in the chat history. Bai Ma entered it into the navigation software and said with a smile, "I said it was in Southeast Asia."
Si Ling: "Which country?"
Bai Ma handed the Tongming Plate to her and said, "Look, it's next to G Province, Annan."
Si Ling: “…”
Okay, okay, so that's how you count Tang Dynasty ghosts, right? Ju Tang, you're worthy of your reputation.
She asked again: "Is there anything special about this place?"
"Tsk, it's so obvious." Bai Ma walked around to sit on the other side of Si Ling. "This group of mountains, this river's direction, this coffin-shaped mountain stream, it's a top-notch corpse-raising site. Anyone buried here who doesn't turn into a zombie within three years is considered a natural talent. As far as the industry chain in Southeast Asia is concerned, I think there must be someone raising some little ghosts here, and they can definitely sell them for a good price."
Si Ling exchanged a silent glance with Xuan Chi. Li Qi asked curiously, "Is this a new mission?"
"No." Si Ling immediately denied, "It was a private job that Xuan Chi and I took."
Hyun Chi suppressed her laughter. After hearing what she said, the Bai Ma trio had no intention of going together. After all, the difference in strength was too great, and they didn't think they could help Si Ling.
However, Bai Ma still gave her a small suggestion: "This place is too abnormal. I suspect it is not naturally formed at all. You'd better bring something to balance the feng shui."
"Balanced Feng Shui?" Si Ling looked at her. "I don't quite understand. What should I wear?"
"Hmm... something with a strong Yang energy," Bai Ma considered. "Thunderstruck jujube wood, rooster comb blood? In short, you need to balance the Yin energy there. It might be even more Yin than this 30,000-year-old evil spirit of yours."
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