Chapter 34 Paper Man City 31 End
Glancing at the changes in the three people's expressions, Master Xia asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yuelu said: "The additional question has been triggered."
"Oh?" Young Master Xia was extremely happy. The more he looked at Jiang Yuelu, the more he liked her. The paper doll sitting on his shoulder seemed to sense his mood. It grinned and rolled over, clapping its two little hands.
Master Xia: “…”
He could be happy, but he didn't want others to be happy with him, so he calmly punched the paper doll away.
Jiang Yuelu: “…”
Qin Xue's face turned from red to green and then to purple. It was the first time that such a vivid expression appeared on his unmotivated face. After thinking for a while, he raised his head as if he had made up his mind: "That's right. I'm just stalling for time."
"You just realized it now, it's too late!"
Jiang Yuelu said: "Is it too late? Not necessarily."
"If that person had already escaped, you wouldn't have suddenly shown up and surrendered to the enemy. Pretending to be arrested could have bought some time. Qin Xue, you've already reached the end of your rope, but you still want to protect the other person. That person must be very important to you, right?"
Qin Xue yelled: "You are talking nonsense!"
Jiang Yuelu said: "You know best whether it is nonsense or not."
"Before Lin Shenyin died, he gave me a hint. Why did he use lip movements instead of speaking?"
“After I read that sentence, I understood why he did it.”
Jiang Yuelu said: "He said, 'Not Madam Zhu.'"
Jiang Yuelu had been staring at Qin Xue when he said this. After seeing his facial muscles stiffen, he became more certain of his guess: "Lin Shenyin has always said that he can hear the voice of God. Later we learned that this so-called divine voice was actually a brainwashing control imposed on him by the boss behind the scenes."
"After we saw the portrait lady replace the system in the ancestral hall, we naturally thought that the female voice was hers. However, Lin Shenyin, the only person who directly listened to the "divine voice" and faced the "god", pointed out this misunderstanding in his last words."
"The boss behind the scenes who gave him orders and constantly misled his judgment - that female voice, is someone else!"
"Why would he lip sync to me before he died?"
"Did you know she's still here?"
Jiang Yuelu stared at Qin Xue: "It's neither Madam Portrait nor you. Who is the female ghost you are protecting?"
Qin Xue, whose composure had completely disappeared after being struck by the last words, had a pale face and was still trying to hold on: "The questions are for you, don't ask me... I'm the only one here, from beginning to end, there's only-"
Suddenly, everyone heard a woman's laughter.
Qin Xue was completely frozen like a stone statue, and the slightest movement of his body shook off the fine lime - just like his completely shattered hope at this moment.
All his hopes and efforts were shattered by this laugh. The mocking voice echoed in the empty ancestral hall, making his lame explanation even more like a joke.
"That stupid wizard tried to trick me when he was about to die. What an upright wizard. Doesn't he look like his brother?"
You can tell from her voice that she has a very beautiful face, but her words reveal her malicious intent.
"If you had come here ten years ago, you would have seen how I pinched his brother's head and made him crawl out of the ancestral hall like a dog and crawl to the city gate. Then, the moment he turned his head, I crushed his head."
Laughter floated in the air.
"Hahaha! I really should have shown you his expression at that time. He wanted to kill me and eat me so much. But later on, I still sent him around like a dog. What did his former integrity mean?"
Jiang Yuelu said coldly: "This is not something you can judge."
"Oh my, our chatterbox little wizard is preaching again? But I'm sorry, I don't have time to play with you."
Jiang Yuelu asked: "Your friend is still here, do you ignore him?"
"Friend?" She mocked, "You should ask him if I, Ji Hongcha, am his friend."
Jiang Yuelu looked at Qin Xue, who had his head down and shoulders slumped. He didn't even seem to have the energy to talk to her, let alone ask.
“You are here.”
Jiang Yuelu watched Young Master Xia walk to the collapsed wall of tablets.
"Ji Hongcha, come back with me."
Compared with Qin Xue, the "rebellious son", his attitude towards this "daughter" is completely different, and one can only hear a hint of impatience.
Hearing his voice, the anonymous tablet bounced on the ground, "I won't go back!"
"They all bully me, saying that I am an inferior ghost and that I am not worthy of being the Lord of the City! I don't want to go back and have to face their faces." She was like a savage and arrogant young lady, shouting at her father: "Even you don't care about me!"
Jiang Yuelu was surprised. His generation... seemed to be really great?
"Shut up." He couldn't stand it anymore.
The tablet was so shocked that it stopped in mid-air and fell to the ground with a thud. A crying voice could be heard: "You told me to shut up... You never yelled at me... I want to leave, I never want to see you again!"
"Ji Hongcha!"
A gust of wind blew away the tablet on the ground, and it remained motionless. Qin Xue looked out the door in silence, "She's gone."
Young Master Xia didn't catch the man, so he took out all his anger on him, "Why did you run away in the first place?"
"Ghosts also look down on us, sir. Ghosts are divided into three categories, just like humans. They have been making fun of me and Hongcha for a long time, but Hongcha can't stand this."
"Don't you know to come find me?"
"You are in seclusion, my lord..."
Young Master Xia's eyelids were twitching, and when he glanced around, no one was there. Looking further away, he saw Jiang Yuelu had already taken refuge at the door, as if she was afraid that their dispute would affect others.
So he became even more unhappy: "Why are you hiding so far away?"
Jiang Yuelu's voice was heard: "This is a matter of the ghost world, it's not good for us to hear about it." The implication was that you can discipline the child however you want, just don't drag other people into it.
Zhao Xiaoxuan said: "Oh my god! The results are out! The results are out!"
Chen Chuan said: "I received it too, wuwuwu, I don't dare to read it."
Jiang Yuelu took a look and saw that the test results did appear on her student card.
[Congratulations to candidate Jiang Yuelu for passing this exam]
[Your score in Paperman City is as follows:]
【30 points for correct answers to all three multiple-choice questions】
[Get all two multiple-choice questions (difficult mode) correct, add 50+50=100 points]
【120 points will be added if all three essay questions are answered correctly】
[Open the additional question and answer it correctly, add 200 points]
[Your total score is 450 points, ranking first in this exam, and breaking the historical score of the "Paper Man City" exam paper. You will be awarded an additional 500 points, for a total of 950 points]
Jiang Yuelu felt a little regretful: "It's not even a thousand points."
Zhao Xiaoxuan and Chen Chuan: “…” How could a top student be so terrifying?
As if it had heard his complaints, the system spoke in a friendly manner, "The grade of this exam paper, C-, needs to be re-evaluated. After discussion with the Wizard Education Association, if the grade of the exam paper is improved, additional points will be awarded based on your performance, so..."
"Is a thousand points possible?" Jiang Yuelu became happy again.
Perhaps the system had never seen such a straightforward slave before, and was speechless for a moment, "...Yes."
After counting the results again, Jiang Yuelu breathed a sigh of satisfaction, and when he turned around, he bumped into a small object. He picked up the paper doll that had fallen on the ground and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Danger! Danger! Uh-huh!"
Looking in the direction she pointed, Jiang Yuelu saw that Qin Xue suddenly ignited a flame, and the flames with rune spells swept around, instantly encircling them in the fire. His pupils reflected the golden-red flames that burned more and more vigorously, and his whole body was stiff and unable to move, as if he was drawn into the nightmare that had burned countless times.
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The first time he was brought to the door of the villa, he was mentally prepared to be abandoned again soon.
Having stayed in the orphanage until he was seventeen, he had seen all kinds of parents and knew that the richer the parents, the harder they were to serve. And they often didn't take you home to adopt you, but probably because it was more convenient to have you than not, so they just found a random child.
The door opened.
"This will be your home from now on." "Father" had already walked in, taking off his bow tie while complaining about how bad the orphanage was. He didn't hear his own "OK".
Entering cautiously, three children were standing outside the luxurious entrance.
He shouted in his heart, "No." A family with children is more difficult to serve. The children might become jealous of him and go to the adults to complain. If he gets beaten, it won't be a big deal. The children might even accuse him of stealing.
"Oh. These are your brothers and sisters. Please take care of them."
The tallest boy grabbed the man's sleeve and said, "..."
"What happened again?"
The little boy opened his mouth and said, "My sister wet the bed."
"Why did you wet the bed again? Where's your mom?" The man went upstairs, cursing, and had no intention of caring about them. The little boy's hand was still pulling his sleeves. Jiang Yuelu squatted in front of him and asked, "Where's your sister?"
He was not too close to them. It was precisely because he was not good at pleasing others that he stayed in the orphanage and became an older "child". He also felt that he could not stay here for too long. Since he would leave soon, there was no need to get involved with these children.
However, we can't just leave it alone. How can we change the diaper of such a young child?
…
After everything was taken care of, a clean baby was lying on the clean bed, and the two boys exclaimed "Wow", as if Jiang Yuelu had used magic to restore everything to normal.
They shyly but happily told Jiang Yuelu their own and their sister's names.
Jiang Yuelu found that they couldn't even write their names. The oldest boy looked seven or eight years old (later I found out he was ten because he was malnourished and his height was not noticeable). His handwriting was still crooked and unskilled.
There are parents in the world who don't love their own children. He didn't know it at that time.
Later, I gradually understood and quickly expressed my understanding. There are such parents in the world, otherwise why are there so many abandoned children in orphanages? Look at him, isn't he one of them?
…
After four or five summers, the malnourished little guy had finally grown taller. Jiang Yuelu looked at Yan Fei and Yan Yin, feeling a special sense of accomplishment.
But when he saw the mud marks on their bodies, he was helpless again, "How many times have I told you that if someone hits you, you have to hit back. Didn't I give you food to eat?"
Yan Yin said: "I fought back!"
Jiang Yuelu was very pleased: "Well done."
Yan Fei interrupted: "You did fight back, but you didn't take good care of Lulu." Then he stepped aside, revealing Yan Lu, who was covered in mud but had only his eyes clean. He blinked and called out "brother".
Jiang Yuelu took a breath, "Who did it, who did it?"
"It's Ah Huang from the neighbor's house."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuelu rushed into the kitchen, and there was a commotion. Yan Fei covered his sister's eyes and ears to prevent her from seeing his brother chasing out with a spatula in his hand. He kicked Yan Yin, who was giggling, and said, "Still laughing? Go and help your brother." Yan Yin rolled out to fight.
…
He was asleep the night of the fire. This was unusual.
He was standing barefoot outside in the garden when the fire started. This was also unusual.
The scariest thing was that he couldn't move.
He could hear the crying and screaming inside, but he couldn't move. It was as if there was an insurmountable rift between him and the villa. Later, the forensic doctor told him when the best time to rescue was. Jiang Yuelu calculated that if he could move, it would be entirely possible to rescue the three children.
It's a pity that he can't move. He is so incompetent.
Later, even when he dreamed of a fire, he could not move, as if the chains were already on his feet.
Flames burst out before my eyes again.
"Jiang Yuelu!"
He took steps unconsciously, and when someone called him, he was already walking slowly towards the fire... from stiffness to skill, from walking to running, and from running to sprinting.
"It's too late... He's already rushed in." Chen Chuan stared blankly into the depths of the fire.
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"Three Qis of might and power, commanding the thunder soldiers. Subduing evil spirits, and able to change into spirits." Young Master Xia laughed and said, "You actually used a fire talisman to burn me. You have become a bit irritable after running away for a few days and a half month."
From what he said, I felt not only not angry, but also quite relieved.
"How can you use the Wu family's things whenever you want? Those guys are too petty. Look, they are now burning themselves."
Qin Xue was in so much pain that she wished she hadn't been struck unconscious by lightning.
Looking at Master Xia who was reaching out his hand, although his wrist was covered with throbbing flames, he was not affected at all and could even urge himself: "Okay, let's go back."
It seemed that the sneak attack that he had made with all his strength was like a light tickle.
Qin Xue became even more withdrawn. When he touched her lightly, she shrank into a white light and disappeared into her sleeve. He then looked at himself unhappily, "This is so troublesome. I have to wait until the fire is out before I can go back."
As I was thinking this, I heard footsteps coming from outside the flames.
When he saw who rushed in, he couldn't believe it himself, "...Jiang Yuelu?"
"Let's go." The man on fire grabbed his wrist without saying anything, "I'll take you out."
Master Xia was stunned: "Ah?"
A flame rushed towards Jiang Yuelu, but he brushed it away unhappily. He still had something to ask him. But when he brushed it away, there was a gap in front of him, and Jiang Yuelu dragged him out desperately.
"..." Young Master Xia was helpless.
He could only help out, following Jiang Yuelu as she "escaped" and blew away the flames, having a lot of fun.
When he finally came out, the blackened man turned around and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Of course I'm fine, but why would you--"
“That’s great.”
“…”
Young Master Xia looked at Jiang Yuelu's face carefully. It was good, very good, and the burn was not very severe. As if sensing his anger, the flames behind him slowly died down. Jiang Yuelu looked at the ashes on the ground and said to himself, "It's great that he's fine."
Master Xia said, "What are you doing coming in here?"
Jiang Yuelu said: "I'm a little worried about you."
Master Xia choked. He began to wonder if he was too fierce. Although subjectively, he still couldn't accept that others would worry about him. He always felt that Jiang Yuelu thought he was a weakling?
Without paying attention, he said, "You don't need to worry."
Jiang Yuelu sighed: "...Okay."
Oh no. Is he getting even more fierce?
He squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Come here."
Jiang Yuelu: “Ah?”
"Come here!"
The red-clothed ghost king roared in his heart, "This is the second time you've been so fierce to me." He lowered his head slightly, but felt the distance was too far, so he pressed Jiang Yuelu's shoulders and hugged her impatiently. While the other party was stunned, he blew a breath on her forehead.
Jiang Yuelu felt her brows heat up for a moment, then turned cold again. This awkward feeling was very similar to her real self.
He touched the middle of his eyebrows curiously.
"If you're worried about me in the future, you don't have to come and check on me." The young man pointed and said, "As long as this breath is still there, you'll know that I'm safe and sound."
Jiang Yuelu smiled and said, "That's great. Master Xia...Master Xia."
The Ghost King was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Next time you see me, you can call me by my name."
"My name is Xia Yi."
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"You almost scared us to death just now! Do you know that, brother?"
Even after twenty minutes, Jiang Yuelu was still being yelled at by Chen Chuan: "He ran into the fire without being stopped. He's a ghost. How many times do I have to tell him that he's already dead. What's the harm of burning him?"
Zhao Xiaoxuan said, "I think you only dare to brag now. When they were here just now, did you dare to say these words again?"
Chen Chuan: "I was just giving him face."
Zhao Xiaoxuan didn't believe him and waved, "Let's go, Brother Lu, the teacher is calling us."
Jiang Yuelu said: "Right away."
Someone came from the Wizarding Academy ten minutes ago, that young man - no.
After Xia Yi told her his name, he disappeared without a trace. Jiang Yuelu looked at the ruined ancestral hall and finally felt that it was over.
He turned back and said, "Wait a minute."
He walked to the portrait, removed the gravel on it, and tied it to the door with a red rope. After doing this, he went out and could vaguely hear him talking to someone else. Zhao Xiaoxuan asked him if the person in the painting was good-looking and wanted to see it again? Jiang Yuelu just smiled and said it was a very beautiful painting.
There is no human voice in the ancestral hall, only the sound of birds can be heard.
After an unknown amount of time, the portrait suddenly began to sway, broke free from the ropes, and floated past the ancestral hall and the deserted town.
The clear puddle reflected a single new lotus leaf, the red cards on the tree under the clear sky collided with each other, making lingering sounds, and the wind blew up the remaining pages of the painting that had not been burned.
Return the leaves to the trees, return the red ropes to lovers, and return the calm to the ferry.
"I like the people in this town very much, Yuanlang, you will definitely achieve great things here."
"Then I will accept your kind words, madam."
The scroll flew all the way into the city, and saw the smiling butcher Zhang, the shy Lin Wan, the laughing Xu Pingting... They actually had such a simple and peaceful life.
White paper is heartless, but people are affectionate.
The broken pages are no longer empty beauties, but endless beautiful towns, where every street is sunny and every person has a smile on his face.
——"That's a very beautiful painting."
Someone left a comment for them.
Then you can live again.
Paperman City
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