Chapter 136 Like Wildfire & Prophecy

Fushiguro Shigeki's lazily raised eyelids did not reveal much emotion, and his magnetic and hoarse voice always sounded like the sound rolling in a wolf's throat when it came down.

It's hard to tell whether his tone was caring or sarcastic, but perhaps to ordinary people it sounded like sarcasm.

——However, Jiang Lai felt that he probably cared more.

Although Jin'er Daddy is somewhat sharp-tongued (is this a Zenin family characteristic?), unlike Zenin Naoya, his sharp tongue is mostly used to make the enemy lose their minds during the mission, or to say a few more words when he is in a good mood after the mission is over.

In short, Fushiguro Shiji's taunts are mostly applied to enemies and targets, but for friends...

In fact, he had few friends during his lifetime, and as a runaway bounty hunter, especially after his wife's death, money was basically everything to him.

Emotions are naturally not as real as money, and some people even follow this principle.

Perhaps it was because he became a soul after death that he was able to escape from his dazed state a little, open his heart a little, and make friends who were based on interests but also had emotions beyond interests.

Although the two did not completely trust each other, they could be considered friends for a long time.

As his thoughts passed, the smile on Jiang Lai's face became much more genuine. He replied gently, "It's not anyone's fault. I'm not following anyone's rules. My current cursed spirit form is my own choice."

Hearing what Jiang Lai said, Fushiguro's eyebrows raised. After the initial instinctive doubt, his expression showed some interest, and finally returned to a kind of inexplicable expression.

He put his hand on his chin and smiled: "Oh, yes, if you really did this yourself - then I underestimated you before."

Underestimate? Jiang Lai raised his eyebrows. Did the other party think that being able to adjust his state to the state of a cursed spirit was incredible?

So, he answered according to this understanding: "It is not particularly difficult to transform into a cursed spirit, because I am not an ordinary human as you think."

Although Jiang Lai did not intend to completely expose his true identity, it was too troublesome to say it after all, and he was not sure how the other party would consider it.

However, Jiang Lai did not choose to hide it, but disclosed some information appropriately to help the cooperation and communication between the two sides.

"To be exact, I am quite content with being an ordinary person, but my true identity is closer to the power of nature than humans... I don't know if you can understand me."

Jiang Lai smiled and added: "Maybe you think I'm joking?"

Fushiguro Shier showed a thoughtful look on his face, then turned away and said lightly:

"There's no point in joking with me in a place like this. I believe what you said is true. It's better if you're not an ordinary human being. As for what it is, you don't need to explain it, and I don't need to bother to fully understand it."

The other party's attitude of "everything that has nothing to do with me and the goal is not important" made Jiang Lai couldn't help but frown.

Then, Fushiguro Shigeki spoke again, and he suddenly jumped back to the previous topic: "Then again, the [underestimation] I just mentioned does not mean underestimating your true identity."

If it's not about identity, then what is it referring to? Jiang Lai raised his face.

The black-haired man's translucent body moved closer, and his beast-like eyes finally regained their laziness and focused their gaze on Jiang Lai:

"...I think I underestimated your determination to achieve your goals."

This sentence made Jiang Lai slightly stunned, but Fushiguro Shige continued to speak lazily in a smoky voice.

"It's really surprising - under your calm appearance, you actually have a heart that burns like wildfire and won't stop until you achieve your goal."

Never give up until the goal is achieved? Jiang Lai didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this description. He always felt that this was describing a villain.

——However, this description does fit him in a sense.

Jiang Lai has always been obsessed with making the best happy ending and then finding a way home. To this end, he strives, mediates, and lurks, but never retreats or compromises.

"...I do have my persistence." Jiang Lai finally replied.

"I can see that you are a guy who must be very stubborn in some aspects." Fushiguro Shige snorted and his eyes, which had the ability to analyze other people's hearts, moved away and fell to the side.

He folded his arms over his chest, half leaning against the wall beside him, looking relaxed, and spoke in a casual tone: "But... although being persistent like a burning wildfire can clear the road full of obstacles, it is also easy to burn yourself out without realizing it."

It was rare for Fushiguro to say such a sentence. In the past, he was more used to saying what he wanted to say, and was straightforward and clear. So Jiang Lai didn't react for a moment.

It was not until a short period of time had passed that Jiang Lai understood the meaning of the other party's words.

...The last time I heard something similar was from my friends in the world of science.

In order to overthrow the winery and achieve the final victory, Jiang Lai did not hesitate to make many gambling moves at the cost of himself.

Jiang Lai has no self-destructive tendencies, he simply thinks that doing so can save time and achieve the goal of a happy ending faster and better.

The scientific friend's words, which were full of concern, told Jiang Lai solemnly that he should pay more attention to himself before the game of interests, and that he should also have a part of the future. The best ending must not allow anyone to be missing out.

In the face of danger, they can stick together and move forward hand in hand without having to rush to pursue the ending.

At this moment, Jiang Lai realized that:

After coming to the world of magic, I don't know when I started to habitually gamble with my own interests and those of my enemies. Some of my choices do involve some gambling elements.

...Luckily, there is a dimensional wall between my scientific friend and me, and comics don't fully describe the psychological process. Jiang Lai touched his nose, feeling a little uneasy.

Otherwise, he would tear the dimensional wall apart and come after me to "educate" me.

Ahem, wait, science friends can come over now—through the electronic elf of the little sheep Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai's thoughts diverged and Tianma moved for a moment.

At this moment, Fushiguro's next words came out from his lips: "Sometimes, the burning fire can be calmed down a little, and it is not too late to wait for a while to see the road more clearly before continuing."

Jiang Lai blinked.

When Fushiguro Shier glanced at Jiang Lai, the corner of his lips twitched, pulling up the scar: "Saying these words is really a headache. Whether you can understand or not, I don't care."

He acted like a lazy scoundrel in the past, "After all, after we have concluded the deal, you can do whatever you want. I don't care about your true identity, your ultimate goal, or anything like that."

"But before that - don't forget that part of your life is also integrated into the bargaining chip with me."

Jiang Lai had a smile on his face. After listening to Shen Er's words, he didn't say much, but just nodded seriously and replied:

"I see...thank you."

Regarding his transformation into a cursed spirit, Fushiguro Shigekiru was the one who reacted the least and accepted it the fastest, but that doesn't mean he treated the matter with a nonchalant attitude.

In fact, Fushiguro Shiji, who is extremely sensitive to things other than gambling, missed a long time of experience due to his deep sleep, but after waking up, he only needed a few glances and a few clues to see Jiang Lai's condition.

Unlike his scientific friends who express their emotions and concerns directly, Fushiguro Shigeki tends to use the objective and critical tone of a partner, and gives seemingly nonchalant advice.

But the end result is the same.

Fushiguro Shiori is expressing his friend's care in his own way, even though it doesn't look like care between friends.

After a few seconds of silence, the black-haired man with a scar on the corner of his lip looked at the wallpaper in front of him and said casually, "Is this the Zenin family?"

"Yes." Jiang Lai nodded, "I didn't expect you to judge so quickly."

Fushiguro Shiori snorted and said lazily, "I've been here for so long, and I know the Zenin family's decoration style very well. That kind of vulgar totem printed on the wall is really disgusting."

Well... Jiang Lai decided not to comment on this.

He could tell that Fushiguro Shige's words contained some personal grudges.

Even though he disliked the Zen temple, he always thought it was a big trash can, at most a trash can for those who are rich, powerful and influential. But in the end, it is still a trash can.

Speaking of the Zen temple, Jiang Lai's thoughts returned to the purpose of being here at the moment. He asked, "By the way, Mr. Shen'er, how are you recovering now?"

"Neither good nor bad." said Fushiguro Shigeki.

Jiang Lai looked at the floating soul, waiting for the other party's explanation.

Fushiguro Shiori spread his hands and said, "Perhaps it's because the world is rejecting me, but it hasn't accepted my soul. As time goes by, although I can stay awake for a certain period of time now, I still feel very tired - in short, not as good as before."

Jiang Lai frowned slightly, his expression becoming more focused: "What you mean is that you are not as good as before? Even if you don't overuse your abilities, you still need more time to enter the dormancy of the wooden sign?"

"Yes." Fushiguro Shigeki answered frankly. He did not hide this point.

The semi-transparent black-haired man looked at Jiang Lai and said in a low voice: "So I won't be by your side all the time. According to the deal, you can call me when you need me to provide intelligence or conduct secret exploration, but on weekdays - I'll probably sleep in the wooden sign."

"Then you can't play horse racing and boxing either?" Jiang Lai said half-jokingly, "I was thinking of continuing to buy back, the villa is by the sea."

Fushiguro shrugged his shoulders and made a regretful expression: "There's no other way. It looks like I have to give up this hobby - but who knows, I might come out and gamble when my hands itch."

It seems that Shen'er's condition is really not good. Jiang Lai saw it. He can no longer be the same as he was at the beginning.

Perhaps it is really as he said, the world's will is rejecting this soul that should not appear, but due to the constraints of the regulatory committee, it cannot accept him, causing the soul to become a being caught in the gap.

"I will try to help you as soon as possible." Jiang Lai looked at Shen Er with his warm brown eyes, then paused again and smiled, "Of course, I'm not in a hurry to burn, but I will help you after considering it carefully."

At this point, he changed the subject and asked, "By the way, how far can you get away from the wooden sign now? If you can, I would like to ask you to go to the main room of the Zen temple."

"The main room of the Zenin family?" Fushiguro Shiori raised an eyebrow in surprise, and then replied, "Unless you are nearby, it's not possible. I can't leave the wooden sign more than three meters away."

Sure enough, there are still limitations. It seems that the idea of ​​letting the soul body sneak over quietly on my behalf is not feasible.

Jiang Lai sighed slightly: "Well, it seems I have to go there in person."

At this point, Fushiguro Shige suddenly asked, "Have you recently inquired about the news about the wife of the head of the Zenin family?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Lai was a little confused. "No. Why did you suddenly mention... the head of the family's wife?"

"Then I suggest you - act with caution." Fushiguro Shier dragged out the last word and said slowly, "You never know if someone has predicted your actions."

Jiang Lai tilted his head slightly: "What do you mean?"

"The ritual of the Zenin family's mistress," Fushiguro Shiori put his hands behind his head and raised his eyelids slightly, "——is the [Uncertain Prophecy]."

Prophecy? Prophecy?!

I seem to have heard of this somewhere... Speaking of which, during the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, Geto Suguru mentioned that there was a prophecy from the Regulatory Commission!

Jiang Lai was stunned, and subconsciously said: "Wait, why didn't you say it earlier--"

Fushiguro raised his eyebrows: "But you didn't ask." Then, he added the second half of the sentence, as if he was casually reminding her, "And you didn't give me any money either."

Jiang Lai: “…”

You are dead and can’t gamble anymore, why are you still thinking about the small change! The best money fan should not be given to the little sheep, but to you, the bounty hunter and even your daddy——!!