Too... much.

In the deep sea, the half-human, half-whale spirit closed its eyes, covered its mouth tightly with its hands, and allowed its entire body to sink into the deep sea.

The tail fin, with its white bones exposed, trembled slightly uncontrollably in the tiny bubbles that rose up.

On the seabed, the giant kelp and corals that looked like a forest reached out their hands, soothingly caught him, and took him to a more secluded depth to hide him.

Just now, he killed an enemy and strangled an innocent life that was suffering with his own hands.

Turned that luxurious room into a bloody mess.

Until now, he still carries a murderous aura and a bloody heart.

But during this period of time, my whole body felt weak.

I should really kill this guide.

But there was no murderous intent in his tone anymore, and his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

If I hadn't covered my mouth tightly, allowing those tentacles to capture these words, they would have even licked their tongues and said that this thought was sweet.

She went too far, untying his turban, taking off his socks, crawling around, and clinging to him from every corner.

Ni Ji felt humiliated. A soldier who had not yet left the battlefield was swept away halfway, and in a few seconds his armor and weapons were stripped off. He was turned from a battlefield beast into a fish on a plate.

But his spirit, who had always been his loyal partner, had become extremely spineless.

Not only did it make comfortable whale sounds, it even tried to break free from his control, swim to the surface of the sea, and submit to those who were torturing its true self.

Indeed...it is very comfortable.

Being touched by those weird and wet things, he actually felt his tense spirit relax for some unknown reason.

The whole spiritual body is immersed in the warm sea water.

The string in my mind that had been stretched tightly for a long time relaxed, the pain that was licking my bone marrow moment by moment eased, and the filth that had accumulated on the seabed began to melt away.

Is this a guide?

Are guides like this?

No wonder everyone longs for a guide.

Ni Ji rarely had contact with guides. He did not like those weak and powerless strangers to touch his mental picture. When he was in the Sentinel Academy, during the only counseling class, the guide in charge of him fainted in front of his mental picture because of the deep and boundless sea, and he almost had an accident.

From then on, he had no contact with the guide again.

When we arrived in the north, no guide was willing to go to such a bitter and cold place.

Even if the sentinels at the border posts are close to going berserk, they can only be sent all the way back to the capital for treatment. If they can make it to the capital alive, they can go to those expensive counseling rooms to receive guidance from guides and eliminate the dark emotions that have accumulated in their mental landscapes.

In fact, most of the bottom-level sentries cannot afford the expensive fees to enter the counseling room, and can only watch themselves go out of control and turn into monsters.

Not to mention getting a dedicated guide to accompany you throughout your life.

Until now, Ni Ji, like all his brothers, has relied on the guidance elements distributed by the Empire to barely suppress his mental turmoil.

I have never been to a counseling room and received treatment from a real guide.

Guides? Are all of them like this?

Ni Ji gritted his teeth and endured it.

A tentacle kept touching his head, ruffling his hair, and a consciousness kept seeping in there.

【Hey, you can relax a little. 】

[No, don't force yourself. Don't push yourself so hard. ]

[You? You look very tired. You look very hard-working.]

Those are not? They are some clear words, some fragmentary consciousness transmitted from the extremities of the spiritual body.

Rubbing his hair, infusing him a little bit, and letting it seep in a little bit.

A little bit simple, childish, and not thought through by the brain.

But they are born with the ability to read people's hearts, and can capture the hidden pain and fatigue sharply and purely.

Like a child whose mind has not been polluted, holding a lollipop, trying to comfort a devastated and powerful killer.

No, I can't. I don't have the qualifications. Ni Ji responded quietly in his heart.

[Hey, you can really do it, you should take a break.] As if hearing what he said in his heart, the voice quickly replied.

【Did he speak?】

【This time I'm sure I heard it. 】

【It's a bit bitter, like that thing called coffee. 】

【Oh my god, this is a person.】

[Sentinel? Whale? The one I touched once?]

The tentacles seemed to be frightened in an instant and raised their pointed tops one after another.

Ni Ji closed his eyes for a moment. He couldn't pretend anymore.

Once again, I lost to this guide.

The second time, the defeat was embarrassing and complete.

He reached out and tore off the frightened tentacles on his body. He found his headscarf and socks, and after a while he put them back on.

He dressed silently, wiped the stains on the ground without saying a word, pursed his lips, and crawled forward as if no one was around.

It's a broken jar, it doesn't matter, I'm not afraid of death, so why should I be afraid of losing face?

Anyway, it’s not the first time in front of that person.

The tentacles were frightened by the sentinel that suddenly came alive.

Many small minds were unable to react and moved to the sides in amazement to make way for the big fish that kept moving forward without making a sound.

Lin Yuan was also overwhelmed by the sudden passion of the tentacles and stood up with a cry.

Hidden in the ventilation duct above his head was a person, a sentinel whose spirit was injured.

Or someone I know.

Lin Yuan looked up at the roof.

The tentacles seemed to have done something unbelievable.

Because I was talking to Jiang Yangshuo, I was distracted and didn't take care of them.

It seems like they have done something not very polite.

Jiang Yangshuo had a gloomy face as he looked at Lin Yuan who suddenly stood up, a surge of anger and humiliation rising in his heart.

In this corner where the two of them were alone and filled with the fragrance of flowers, when he was rarely pouring out his heart, she was distracted and suddenly stood up and looked up at the roof.

Maybe I really am not in her heart, Jiang Yangshuo thought sadly.

The sadness after the breakup made her unable to sleep, but it seemed like she didn't feel it at all.

I am alone, unable to sleep at night, thinking about her every day.

When he heard that Lin Yuan had applied to go to the border, he felt a surge of secret joy in his heart.

No matter how cold and arrogant he seemed in the past, his guide still cared about him in his heart.

After the breakup, she was still sad and jealous. In order to avoid me, she even went to such a dangerous place and did such a stupid thing.

Jiang Yangshuo laughed quietly at night several times. That secret joy was sad and pitiful, and he couldn't tell it to outsiders.

He still felt a little guilty. After all, he knew that as a guide whose engagement had been broken off, Lin Yuan would probably be subject to criticism in this circle and have a hard time.

He thought about having a good talk with Lin Yuan tonight, and the two of them talking it out calmly. He even wanted to tell Lin Yuan that there was nothing between him and that woman. If Lin Yuan felt so wronged and had such a hard time, it was not impossible for them to get back together.

Although the engagement was cancelled, it could still be reconciled as long as Jiang Yangshuo was willing.

After all, Lin Yuan was helpless and had no one else but herself.

But now he knows that Lin Yuan is a heartless person.

Self-pity, jealousy and hurt feelings will never appear in her.

Just like that day, he was seen holding the hand of another guide. As his partner, Lin Yuan did not show any hesitation or reluctance. She just looked at him coldly for a while, and as if disgusted, she took off their engagement rings on the spot and threw them into the stinky ditch.

Decisive and calm, without the slightest hesitation, not even a word of blame or abuse.

It was as if she was eagerly and relieved to get rid of something that she disliked.

She really let herself go now. In such a short time, she was even absent-minded when talking to herself.

Jiang Yangshuo suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart. It was like a needle pricking him, and he vaguely realized that something irreversible had happened.

Even if she scolds herself or hits herself.

It's better than being so cold and peaceful, absent-minded, and almost treating him as a stranger.

He grabbed Lin Yuan's wrist and said word by word, gritting his teeth, "Lin Yuan, are you heartless?"

The wrist was too thin and white. Holding it in the hand of a sentinel like him, it seemed that it could be broken with just a little force and it would be impossible for him to break free easily.

On such a dark and alcohol-filled night, a sentry thought, "It would be easy to do something for the guide who was so close to him."

Lin Yuan stood in the shadows and looked up at him. He was dressed in black, with cold eyes. Behind him was a pond with blooming water lilies and the scent of flowers.

The girl in the white dress, the sea of ​​flowers and the sunshine was completely different from when I first met her.

Jiang Yangshuo felt that perhaps this was the real Linyuan, bizarre, mysterious, breathtaking and thrilling.

Something unknown and strange began to swim under the skirt that was like smoke and mist.

In the hazy and dim night, things crawling in the unclear shadows gathered together.

They were all surging with joy, and all looked towards Jiang Yangshuo with cold eyes.

That is a unique spiritual entity belonging to Lin Yuan.

Jiang Yangshuo felt a little trembling in his heart, and his hand holding Lin Yuan's was sweating unconsciously.

He never told anyone that he had always been a little afraid of Lin Yuan.

This was a secret he had never dared to admit.

As a sentinel, I was afraid of my partner and it would be extremely shameful to tell others about it.

He didn't dare tell anyone else, not even Lin Yuan. Every time Lin Yuan gave him psychological counseling, his legs became weak with fear.

Lin Yuan, she possesses a huge and terrifying spiritual body. They have known each other for many years, but neither of them has even seen her full picture.

Every time, those huge guys appeared like scary monsters outside the door, impatiently opened the door, stretched out a tentacle, and swept away all the filth in the house easily like sweeping the floor.

The rough, powerful, efficient, and aggressive spiritual counseling ended almost in an instant. The guide's spiritual body walked away indifferently, leaving the terrified sentinel alone.

They only had the most superficial, therapeutic spiritual combing. They never had a deeper communication.

The problem is not with him.

Whenever it was Lin Yuan's turn to be on duty in the grooming room, there were always very few sentries coming for help.

The sentries who had no choice but to come and receive treatment from Lin Yuan walked out dazedly, holding on to the wall.

If you ask them, they will just shake their heads in confusion.

"It was so strong that I didn't even see her spirit body clearly before everything was over."

“All in all, it’s hard to describe and it’s very impressive.”

"Her spiritual counseling is just as effective as the legend says. My spiritual landscape is now clear and there is no trace of dark things. But it was too strong and I was so scared that my legs went limp."

"I'd better find another guide next time, at least come more often. This is too scary."

No, it's not his problem, Jiang Yangshuo thought. No sentinel would like such a powerful partner.

He just accidentally made a small mistake and was seduced by a soft girl.

That gentle girl looked at him with admiration, her heart and eyes filled with him.

Her spirit form was a white rabbit, which nestled beside him docilely and tenderly, making him unsteady for a moment.

It's just a mistake, Xiaoyuan.

Lin Yuan withdrew his arm from Jiang Yangshuo's loosened grip.

The moment their skin touched, she almost understood all of Jiang Yangshuo's thoughts and emotions.

Suddenly, she felt somewhat bored, yet at the same time, she seemed to be truly relieved and felt a sense of relief.

"You seem to have remembered it wrongly." Lin Yuan rubbed his wrist which was red from being held. "It's not me who did something wrong. It's not me who should be blamed either."

"Although many people say that I am wrong and I did not do well. They blame me and sympathize with me. But I think they are wrong, not me."

She picked up her black skirt that looked like smoke, stood up and left, leaving behind a few words that were scattered in the cool night.

Jiang Yangshuo opened his mouth and wanted to call her again, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't call out.

Those shadowy things left with Lin Yuan's steps, one by one showing his contempt and disgust.

Jiang Yangshuo had a feeling that he had lost some huge and precious treasure at this moment.

It should be cherished.

Now it may be impossible to catch it anymore.

…

Tan Shu was awakened by the sound of noisy footsteps and came back to his senses from his chaotic dream.

He saw Ni Ji, still as he was before he fell asleep, dressed neatly, with his black gloves taken off and washing his hands in the sink.

"Strange, how did I fall asleep?" He shook his head in confusion, "How long have I slept? It seems to be very noisy outside."

"It's been a while." Ni Ji wiped his hands, put on gloves, and smiled at him, "Something seems to have happened outside, I was just about to wake you up."

Tan Shu knew that his physical condition had changed drastically since he started taking those spices from his teacher. When he was relaxing, it was common for him to fall asleep during the day.

But he felt that Ni Ji at this moment looked different in some way.

The state of mind is a little relaxed.

Yes, it is relaxation. Since Ni Ji came back here, he has been like a bow that is stretched to the extreme. He gives people a gloomy feeling at all times.

At this moment, he actually smiled at himself.

His face and hair were slightly damp, as if he had just washed them. His hair had been combed again, with some strands falling down and falling loosely on his forehead. His eyebrows and eyes had become softer, and his cheeks were slightly red.

Could something good have happened to him? Tan Shu thought suspiciously.

At this moment, Chi'er's alarm sounded, and a row of guards from the Earl's Palace hurriedly ran down the corridor.

Cao Junmin pushed the door open in a disheveled state, poked his head out, frowned, and asked, "What happened?"

Tan Shu was a little nervous. Of course he couldn't say that he had just fallen asleep and didn't know anything.

But he didn't know whether Ni Ji would take this opportunity to set a trap for him.

"I just asked a sentry passing by about a murder, but he refused to tell me." Ni Ji came up from behind him and explained, "We were just about to go out to inquire when you woke up, teacher."

With these two words, we included Tan Shu and lightly covered up his lazy behavior while on guard duty.

Tan Shu looked at Ni Ji with gratitude.

This person is really different now. He has become so smooth in his dealings.

The countess came out of the room, gave Cao Junmin a reproachful look, and hurried away while fixing her hair.

Cao Junmin led Tan Shu and Ni Ji to the hall. Along the way, they saw sentries running around in panic everywhere.

Tan Shu stopped a subordinate from the Public Security Bureau to inquire about the situation.

The sentry looked flustered. "No? All right, sir. The Earl, Lord James, was assassinated in his bedroom. Just now."

"What did you say!" Cao Junmin was extremely shocked, his eyes bulged with anger, and he grabbed his collar.

"Really, really, sir. I heard the scene was horrific, with faces completely disfigured." The sentry swallowed, "The Royal Guards in the White Tower happened to be here too. He has cordoned off the scene and now wants all of us to gather in the hall. No one can leave, even those of us in the Security Office are on the suspect list."

Cao Junmin loosened his hand and let the panicked sentry go.

He stood there, his face gloomy, sometimes blue, sometimes pale. This news was like a bolt from the blue to him.

The reason he was able to climb so fast in recent years was that he rode on the Countess's shoulders and followed the Count's connections.

For this reason, he has endured it all these years, and can be said to have been extremely servile and fawning, licking the stinky feet of this couple. He has done countless things for them, both openly and secretly.

Who would have thought that this big tree, which provided such a great shade, would fall down overnight?

All his efforts and hard work were in vain.

No, when you are thinking about these things, you should first solve the problem at hand.

Cao Junmin looked back and forth at Tan Shu and Ni Ji with a sinister look, and his gaze fell on Ni Ji.

Then he smiled again quickly, still the principal who remained calm in the face of danger, elegant and friendly.

"Someone will ask about us later. They will ask us where we were just now. Xiaoji, what do you think we should say?"

"The teacher is taking a nap in the lounge. Tan Shu and I have been with you the whole time and have never left your side." Ni Ji replied.

"Very good. The three of us are always together." Cao Junmin patted Ni Ji's shoulder with a smile, "Xiao Ji, you have made progress, this is very good."