Chapter 103: Walls Have Ears and Remember Your Promise
Yang Guisi couldn't care less about Yang Junyi, who was sitting on the ground crying. She looked at the camera and asked, "Yuenuo, Yuenuo, are you still there? Who is the person in this photo? Do you know them in real life?"
Although she knew that Yang Xue hadn't bought a cake to visit them that year, and that Yang Junyi hadn't left with Yang Xue as Yang Zong and Zhang Li had claimed, Yang Guisi still wanted to find her aunt to ask her if she knew the sisters' backgrounds and what Zhang Li and Yang Zong had been up to over the years.
Even if Zhang Li, Yang Zong, and the rest of the Yangjia Village gang were all in cahoots, my aunt wouldn't. She was educated, sensible, and gentle; she certainly wouldn't lie.
More and more people came to the live broadcast room, but Yuenao never showed up again.
My CPU is burning up, can anyone explain what's going on?
[I'm also washing my socks tonight. Why can't I understand the plot even though I didn't miss a single frame?]
[Where's Yuenao! Who on earth do you know? Come on, talk!]
[Is anyone here to help? I see the window is closed, so why are the curtains fluttering? . . . .]
[Is the air conditioner on?]
[It’s only early November, and the temperature is over 10 degrees. Why would I even use the air conditioner? Cooling or heating is not right! !]
Chang Xile knew why, and she glanced to the side calmly.
Yang Junyi continued to sit on the floor, weeping uncontrollably. The unjustly deceased ghost's emotions were so intense that they filled the house with a chilling wind. The windows were clearly closed, yet the curtains were suddenly blown away. Chang Xile felt deeply sorry for her sister who had died in vain, but there was no way she could soothe the "air" in front of so many netizens. She could only quietly wink at Anping.
Anping understood what she meant. He hesitated for a moment, jumped off her knees, walked in front of Yang Junyi, and then lay down.
The little girl was still at an age when her attention was easily drawn to the outside world. She stared blankly at the kitten in front of her and reached out to touch its head.
To her surprise, she could actually touch the cat. The warmth beneath her hand was something Yang Junyi hadn't felt in over a decade, and it even dispelled some of the cold that had froze her to death in the snow.
Yang Junyi stopped crying, but her eyes were red and she sat there silently.
After a while, Gui Si's livestream suddenly shut down unexpectedly, leaving the audience running around in a field of melons—Huh? What's going on? There are so many questions left unanswered, why did the livestream just shut down?
As soon as we looked at the reasons, well, on the one hand, they said that Zhang Li had just said too many dirty words, which was detrimental to the moral atmosphere; on the other hand, they said that Gui Si was not careful enough with his words when he was helping Huang Qiuyue to see things, and was suspected of promoting feudal superstition, so he was put in solitary confinement.
Yang Guisi looked at the livestream room in front of her, which had been shut down by the system prompt, and subconsciously opened the search bar to search for the name "Yuenao." However, this meaningless name had the same name as thousands of users. She put down the mouse and rubbed her eyes. After that night, even she could hardly comprehend what had happened.
Only then did she have time to take care of Yang Junyi who was sitting on the ground. When Yang Guisi stood up, Anping also stood up and ran back to Chang Xile's arms.
Yang Guisi walked over to Yang Junyi, sat down, and said to her, "Mom and Dad are not our parents."
Yang Junyi tilted his head in confusion and simply asked, "What about my aunt?"
Is the aunt their aunt?
Yang Guisi was stunned for a moment—she didn't know. But she didn't want to admit that she might not have the slightest connection to her favorite little aunt from her childhood.
"How can there be no connection?" Chang Xile was almost the person who saw the most clearly. She quickly realized, "You and Yang Xue look so much alike. I don't believe it's a coincidence."
Yang Guisi turned his head to look at her, his eyes confused, as if he didn't know what to say in this situation.
Chang Xile touched Anping's head and couldn't help shivering: "Junyi didn't cry anymore, why is it still so cold? I remember the temperature was not low today..."
She was about to pull out her phone to check the temperature when she heard a familiar voice: "No wonder your performance is so bad. You pretended not to see a ghost even when it came right in front of you. You're just like that aunt of yours."
Chang Xile raised his head, a little surprised: "...Xiao Xie?"
On a windless night, the curtains fluttered for no apparent reason, and a pale face slowly emerged from behind the window. Although his features were handsome, they looked eerie in this situation. The figure easily passed through the window glass and entered the room. It was Xie Wuya, no doubt.
Yang Guisi recognized that this was Wuchang, she suddenly became alert and opened her arms to protect Yang Junyi behind her.
"Yang Junyi, born on October 2, 2002, died on December 18, 2010. It's me, right?" Xie Wuya asked as usual, but he was confident in his judgment. "Your soul has been separated for over thirteen years. It's time for you to pass away."
Chang Xile stood up and said to Xie Wuya, "You've been working so much overtime that you can't even finish reading all the brochures in the warehouse. Why are you trying to steal my sales?"
Xie Wuya glanced over coldly, and Chang Xile took a deep breath, his momentum weakening a bit. Anping jumped off the sofa and stood in front of Chang Xile, looking at Wu Chang warily.
Chang Xile's tone softened, and she negotiated, "I will take care of this soul. Can't you give me some time to deal with it?" At least, wait until Yang Guisi finds their biological parents first?
"No." Xie Wuya refused bluntly, leaving no room for bargaining.
"Why? You promised me before." Chang Xile glanced at Yang Junyi who was still in a state of confusion. While continuing to refute and delay time, he secretly wondered what his chances of winning would be if he confronted her head-on.
"I told you to be careful, walls have ears." Xie Wuya also slowed down his tone because of the agreement that Chang Xile mentioned. He explained in a gentle voice, "You guys made too much noise tonight. Someone has noticed this ghost who has been waiting to reincarnate for a long time. We can't delay it any longer. It's against the rules."
Chang Xile recalled the long conversation he had with Xie Wuya a few days ago. Who was this "He" he had spoken of, the one who wrote the verdict for the fate of all living beings?
"What will happen if it goes against the rules?" Chang Xile asked.
Before Xie Wuya could reply, a crisp female voice answered for him: "He'll have to write a bunch of reports explaining why this happened, and then work endless overtime."
The voice was very familiar. Chang Xile and Yang Guisi looked towards the entrance of the room at the same time with expressions of surprise.
"Open." With a command, the heavy iron door creaked open and slowly swung open. A figure dressed as a Taoist nun appeared behind the door, her face bearing a striking resemblance to Chang Xile's. Affixed to the back of the iron door was a door-opening talisman—one Chang Xile recognized instantly. The strokes were much smoother and more powerful than her own. It wasn't necessarily a sign of natural talent, but definitely the product of years of diligent study and practice.
"Aunt..." Unexpectedly, this woman who always disappeared suddenly would show up today. Chang Xile originally thought that he had a 75% chance of saving Yang Junyi, but now it is only 25% - the scene of Tang You exorcising the ghost for Yang Guisi without any explanation is still vivid in his mind.
Chang Xile's skills were partly taught by Tang You, but a junior facing an elder simply wouldn't be enough. Furthermore, Xie Wuya, with countless years of experience, was watching closely from behind. Attacked from both sides, even with An Ping's help, it was difficult to win.
"After all these years, you're still so unkind." Tang You ignored her little niece. Her gaze fell directly on Wu Chang's face and she smiled, "Thank you Wu Ya."
Chang Xile was a little shocked because Tang You also knew Xie Wuya's name. It seemed that the two were indeed old acquaintances.
"Your niece is from the same family as you, which is really a headache." Xie Wuya said with a forced smile. He suddenly felt a little discouraged and asked helplessly, "What are you doing here today?"
"Let's add a little more workload to our diligent underworld officials." Tang You said the worst possible words with the kindest expression. She took a few steps forward, past Chang Xile and Yang Guisi, who were hesitant to speak, and glanced down at the lion cat. She simply stretched out her hand, protecting the two men, the ghost, and the cat behind her, and announced, "It's five against one. You have no chance of winning. I advise you to just leave."
"Eh? Five against one?" Chang Xile looked at the situation in shock, and suddenly realized that the advantage was in their hands.
"Are you so confident in bringing her back to your lair?" Xie Wuya pointed his chin at Chang Xile. He seemed to have given up competing with Tang You and asked maliciously, "Aren't you afraid that she's a spy on my side?"
"Hey! Why are you still trying to sow discord here?" Chang Xile became anxious and pointed fingers at Xie Wuya, scolding him for having no teacher ethics.
"Originally, there was a little bit." Tang You admitted it readily, but she glanced at Chang Xile again and smiled, "But not now."
Xie Wuya laughed. He didn't say anything else. He just pointed at Chang Xile with his index finger and said, "Remember your promise."
Then his figure slowly became illusory in front of everyone, and finally disappeared.
"What promise?" Yang Guisi was still a little worried. He looked around warily and asked, "Is he trying to sow discord again?"
Chang Xile glanced at her, and this time, she knew what Xie Wuya was referring to.
The situation in the underworld was under control for now, but she was still worried about her aunt. Chang Xile was a little unsure about Tang You's attitude towards Yang Junyi, so she took a step back and used her body to block Yang Guisi and Yang Junyi.
Who would have thought that Yang Junyi, who had been silent as a cicada, suddenly jumped up, ran towards Tang You happily, put his arms around her waist, and called out sweetly: "Master~"
Before Chang Xile could be shocked, Yang Guisi couldn't help but say, "Master?!"
Chang Xile had no choice but to be the third person to respond: "...Master?"
Tang You reached out and gently stroked Yang Junyi's head. Her eyes straightened, and she stopped smiling as she looked back at Yang Guisi, asking, "You still remember to call me Master? I thought you were going to cut ties with me now."
Yang Guisi's expression immediately became serious. She stood up straight, bowed to Tang You, and said carefully, "As long as you are willing to recognize me, you will be my master for life."
Chang Xile was still confused: Is there anyone who can explain to her... who is whose master?
Tang You didn't want to explain further. She said, "It's not suitable to stay here for long. I want to take Jun Yi back."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Junyi shook her body, took Tang You's hand and said, "I want to be with my sister..."
Tang You pointed her forehead with her index finger in a serious tone, "You sneaked out by yourself. I'm going to put you in solitary confinement when we get back."
Yang Junyi turned his head awkwardly and muttered, "Even if I have to be put in solitary confinement, I still want to be with my sister."
Tang You sighed. She looked up at Chang Xile and Yang Guisi, who were confused, and asked, "Do you want to come with us?"
The two girls nodded hurriedly.
"Let's go, before it gets light." Tang You took Yang Junyi's hand and walked out, followed closely by Yang Guisi and Chang Xile. After walking a few steps, Tang You stopped, turned to look at Chang Xile, and asked, "Is he coming too?"
Chang Xile looked at Anping at his feet, hugged him in his arms, and said with a dry smile: "Hey, it's just a kitten, it's okay for him to follow us."
Tang You looked at her for a few seconds, then turned around and continued walking forward.
This is the default.
Chang Xile hurriedly followed, while reminding Anping in his arms: "You have to be careful later, don't turn into a human form."
Anping looked at her for a while, thought about it, but didn't explain much. He leaned in her arms and didn't say anything.
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