☆, Chapter 157: Cowardly
"Don't panic, your savior is here." The white cat's voice sounded slowly.
At the same time, a gentle female voice sounded behind him, "City Mirror."
The blade against her lower lip paused, and Fang Chengjing looked behind her.
Nan Xueshi was also tied up and tried hard to turn her head and look back.
A woman stood there, wearing a cheongsam dress that was very decent, but her well-maintained face was full of surprise.
"Mom." Fang Chengjing beside him called out.
"Cheng Jing." Fang's mother frowned and walked over quickly. "What are you doing? How could you tie up Miss Nan?"
"..." It took Nan Xueshi a long time to realize that Miss Nan was referring to her.
It turns out that the previous owner of this body was surnamed Gu.
"I'm going to ask her to return the ring that was cheated away from me." Fang Chengjing said, and as he spoke, he put away the knife and put it back into his trouser pocket.
Nan Xueshi finally relaxed and let out a sigh of relief.
"I told you I'm not lying." Mother Fang frowned and looked at Fang Chengjing. "The ring is the one I gave to Miss Nan. To calculate your father's whereabouts, I need the thing that is most closely connected to him. That ring is a family heirloom of the Fang family, and it's also the wedding ring between you and me. Only with it can Miss Nan tell fortunes."
"Mom." Fang Chengjing was somewhat helpless. "She is simply lying to you. You have studied abroad, and you actually believe in such a far-fetched spiritual technique."
"If you believe it, it's true." Fang's mother looked determined. "There are many coincidences in this world that cannot be explained by science."
“…” Nan Xueshi.
If she had heard these words before she died, she would have laughed at the person who said them.
But now, after experiencing resurrection, the cat-o-nine-tails... and a series of sudden and chaotic things.
She had no choice but to believe it.
"Science can't help me find your father, so I will try other possibilities to put Miss Nan down." Fang's mother looked at Fang Chengjing.
"Mom..." Fang Chengjing said.
"Put it down!" Fang's mother raised her voice a little.
She looks like someone who comes from a scholarly family. She has a pleasant voice and speaks slowly and gently. Even when she raises her voice, it is not harsh, yet she remains firm and persistent.
Nan Xueshi suddenly thought of her mother.
She died in a deserted place, her body sunk to the bottom of the lake, and none of her mothers knew about it.
She must be very sad when she finds out about my death...
"I understand." Fang Chengjing looked at his mother for a while, responded reluctantly, went behind the pillar, and untied the rope on Nan Xueshi.
After regaining her freedom, Nan Xueshi quickly moved Song Ma's arms.
"Miss Nan, I'm so sorry. Cheng Jing didn't know your abilities and misunderstood you. I apologize to you on his behalf." Fang's mother came over and spoke softly.
"It's okay, I'm not hurt..." Nan Xueshi was flattered and waved her hands repeatedly, "It's also because I didn't explain it clearly. Madam Fang, don't take it to heart."
"I did misunderstand before." Fang Chengjing walked over with a smile on his lips.
In just a moment, he seemed like a different person, and his previous hostility towards Nan Xueshi seemed to disappear in an instant.
But Nan Xueshi saw the same coldness in his eyes as before, even stronger.
"Since Miss Nan can perform psychic arts, why not demonstrate it to me? I believe that you chose to believe her because you have seen her true abilities, right?" Fang Chengjing asked Fang's mother with a smile.
"Yes." Fang's mother nodded. "Miss Nan is different from others. She worships a mythical beast that existed in ancient times. Her crystal ball can predict a person's past and future."
“…” Nan Xueshi.
This fortune teller surnamed Gu is really good at talking nonsense!
The past and the future, if she really has this ability, why doesn’t she look at her own future and can just die like that!
Oh, how did she die?
"He fell to death." White Cat's voice interrupted without warning, "He slipped in the bathroom while taking a shower and hit his head on the edge of the bathtub. He died."
"..." Nan Xueshi, "You're still here..."
"How did you get through this difficult time when I wasn't here?" The white cat's voice was full of contempt.
"Is there any solution?" Nan Xueshi asked quickly.
"When Fang Congwen and I were together, he mentioned a lot of things about his wife. You just say two things and she will believe them..." said the white cat, and began to talk about Fang Congwen.
Nan Xueshi listened carefully.
"Miss Nan" Fang Chengjing suddenly looked at her.
"My crystal ball is not here..." Nan Xueshi looked embarrassed, still memorizing the white cat's words in her mind.
"That's not difficult. I'll send someone to get it for Miss Nan." Fang Chengjing turned and walked towards the villa.
"No need." Nan Xueshi, who had just finished listening, stopped him in time and smiled confidently. "Although my crystal ball is not with me, after receiving the ring that Madam Fang gave me, I once tried to divine about Mr. Fang and learned a few things about his past."
"It's about him and Mrs. Fang." She said and looked at Mrs. Fang.
Fang's mother smiled, and was unusually shy. "Miss Nan, please speak."
"It happened before Mrs. Fang got married," Nan Xueshi said. "You were the daughter of a wealthy businessman, and Mr. Fang had just been promoted to commander in the army. You were kidnapped and held for ransom. Mr. Fang and the police worked together to rescue you, and he was injured in the process..."
After listening to this, Fang Chengjing frowned slightly and looked at Fang's mother.
He had heard his mother talk about this matter when he was a child, and it was indeed consistent with what the charlatan said.
However, this past event was not a secret. It was also part of his father's military achievements. It was not surprising that it was known to others besides him and his mother.
"The second thing is Mr. Fang's promise during your wedding," Nan Xueshi continued. "He promised you that he would protect his own safety and not let you worry..."
Before she finished speaking, Fang's mother opposite her had tears in her eyes. She lowered her head, trying to hold back her anger and nodded silently.
"Miss Nan, needless to say, I believe you..."
Nan Xueshi suddenly felt very sympathetic towards the woman who had lost her husband.
She must have tried many methods without success, so she placed her hope on this kind of unfounded divination.
Perhaps she knew in her heart that the chances were slim, but compared to hope, money was nothing.
It is unknown how much Fang's mother believed in the charlatan at first, but after she told the two things just now, it undoubtedly gave Fang's mother greater hope and made her believe it even more firmly.
The extremely intelligent Fang Chengjing must have understood this, and he stopped making things difficult for her. Although his eyes were still cold, he pretended to high-five her.
"Miss Nan is indeed very capable. I apologize for my previous recklessness."
"No..." Nan Xueshi was about to say it was okay, but was interrupted by Fang Chengjing after she said just one word.
"Since Miss Nan is willing to help find my father's whereabouts, please stay at the Fang family so that you can consult the divination." Fang Chengjing didn't give her a chance to refuse and made the decision on his own. "I'll send someone to move all of Miss Nan's things here. Miss Nan, please go upstairs and choose a room."
…
Fang Chengjing's insistence, coupled with Fang's mother's kindness and Bai Mao's order, made Nan Xueshi agree without thinking and was arranged to stay in the guest room downstairs.
Returning to the room, she lay exhausted on the bed, poking the white cat lying on its belly on the pillow with her finger.
"Hey, what happened to Fang Chengjing's father? Why is he missing?"
"My name is Bai Ze, not Hey." Bai Ze shook his tail, turned over from the pillow, and fiddled with his furry ears with his paws.
The cat gave itself a human name, and Nan Xueshi was no longer surprised. She asked, "How do you know Fang Chengjing's father? Do you know his whereabouts?"
"I met Fang Congwen on Mount Yushan." Bai Ze stretched out his front paw, placed it on the back of Nan Xueshi's hand, and asked, "Have you heard of the legend of the nine-tailed cat?"
“…” Nan Xueshi blinked.
She still clearly remembered one of the many bedtime stories her mother told her when she was a child, which seemed to be about the cat with nine tails.
Legend has it that there is a spirit cat that gains an extra tail every time it reaches a certain stage in its cultivation. Once it has nine tails, it can become a cat god.
However, this ninth tail is extremely difficult to cultivate. After a cat has cultivated eight tails, it needs to agree to a wish from humans. When this wish is fulfilled, it will grow a ninth tail.
But precisely because it fulfills the wishes of mankind, it will also lose a tail at the same time.
So the cat kept struggling between its eight tails until...
"Until I met Fang Congwen," Bai Ze said, "He made a wish for me to grow a ninth tail."
Nan Xueshi was speechless.
She never thought that a fairy tale she heard as a child would come true one day, nor did she expect that Fang Chengjing's father was such a selfless person.
"Because of him, I became the world's first cat with nine tails. I promised him that I would keep his descendants safe for the rest of their lives."
Bai Ze licked his paw, rested his furry chin on it, and squinted his eyes.
"I calculated that Fang Chengjing would be in for a year of disasters, so he needed someone to help him avoid them. My cat form wouldn't be convenient, and that charlatan had committed too many evil deeds and was nearing the end of his life span. So, I chose the one with the strongest resentment from the dead souls within a hundred miles and stuffed her body into his."
“…” Nan Xueshi, who has the strongest resentment.
…
The competition is over.
Because the story was so exciting, the third group won rounds of applause from the audience after the competition.
It was obvious that Luo Zhifan and Shen Yin were really into the role, and they were still reluctant to leave after it was over. Both of them had sweat on their foreheads, which shone under the stage lights.
"The next group is Yan Xi, right?" Wen Mianyu asked Lu Congxu during the interaction between the hosts on stage.
"Yes, the next group is the last group, Gu Feicheng and his group." Lu Congxu replied.
"After this group, it will be time for scoring, right? How many groups can advance?" Wen Mianyu didn't pay much attention to the rules in the last episode and didn't quite understand them.
"Two groups will advance, and the remaining two groups will compete in the second round. The losing group will be eliminated." Lu Congxu explained to her.
"Will the losing team be three people short? What should they do next?" Wen Mianyu didn't expect the rules to be like this.
"The other three groups will each pick one person to fill in." Lu Congxu knew the rules like the back of his hand. "Gu Feicheng and his group's script is very simple, so they don't have an advantage. The script is a bit of a drag."
"What's the script?" Wen Mianyu asked curiously.
"You'll know after you see it." Lu Congxu rarely kept the secret.
Wen Mianyu hit him, turned around and continued to stare at the stage.
After the interaction, the host announced the last group.
"The fourth group will compete in 'Something seems wrong with this system?' Countdown..."
"Three, two, one. The competition begins!"
…
The first rays of light in the morning shone on the big bed, and Ling Zhuang woke up naked from the bed.
The silky satin quilt slid down from her shoulders, revealing blue and red kiss marks all over her snow-white skin.
Ling Zhuang opened her eyes listlessly, and before she could come to her senses, she turned around and saw Rong Yin lying next to her, who was even more naked than herself. Her scalp instantly exploded.
Everything that happened last night flashed through my mind again and again, very clearly.
Originally, Ling Zhuang booked the entire bar to celebrate Wenrou's birthday and spent a fortune to win the beauty's smile.
Unexpectedly, Rong Yin showed up uninvited and attracted all the gentle gazes.
Ling Zhuang was not willing to accept this. In order to show off in front of Wenrou, she ordered dozens of bottles of foreign liquor in one breath to compete with Rong Yin.
As a result, in the end everyone went back, leaving only her and Rong Yin facing each other in the bar, with Wenrou trying to mediate.
In the end, she really got Rong Yin drunk.
In order to show his gentlemanly side in front of the goddess, and of course to be alone with the goddess, Ling Zhuang sent Rong Yin home before sending the goddess home.
Then, as soon as he entered the room, he dragged the drunk to the bathroom.
Hahaha! Ling Zhuang laughed three times, her hands on her hips. She took out her phone and posed, ready to take advantage of Rong Yin's drunken stupor by pushing his head into the toilet bowl, then take a photo and send it to Wenrou.
With such a dark history, Wenrou will never be attracted to Rongyin again!
In the end, things didn't go as planned. Before she could even put her plan into action, she was dragged into the bathtub and stripped naked...
The subsequent process was so horrific that she was speechless in front of the goddess.
Rong Yin appears to be aloof and abstinent, but he is actually a beast in human form.
God is watching over me and I am not useless!
Since God has eyes and can wake her up, Ling Zhuang sneered, climbed out of bed naked, picked up two pieces of clothes on the ground and put them on, looking around for the murder weapon.
She found a fruit knife in the living room and returned to the bedroom.
Because everyone was so excited last night that no one thought of drawing the curtains, Rong Yin was also woken up by the sunlight and was now lifting the quilt to get out of bed.
The quilt that was originally covered around the waist and covered the area below the waist was pulled open, revealing Rong Yin's entire body.
With eight abdominal muscles and mermaid lines, he looks like a dormant beast.
"Fuck!" Ling Zhuang cursed and held the knife to her chest, "Put your clothes on!"
I also forgot who was the one who took the murder weapon and vowed to cut off Rongyin's thing to vent his hatred.
I was scared when I saw a corpse.
Ling Zhuang tried hard to shake off that part of the memory and glared at Rong Yin fiercely.
"What's wrong?" Rong Yin seemed not to be fully awake yet. He looked at her slowly, and the tear mole under his phoenix eyes rose as his eyebrows slightly raised.
His face was usually cold and expressionless, but because of the confusion he had an indescribable laziness that was attractive.
Ling Zhuang's old face turned red, and his hand subconsciously touched the corner of his eye, where there was also a similar teardrop mole.
Somehow she thought of last night, when Rong Yin was holding her down, and her deep, magnetic voice kept echoing in her ears, "Zhuang'er..."
Ling Zhuang felt like her face was about to smoke, and she seriously suspected that she was possessed. She silently repeated the goddess's name several times in her mind before she put what happened last night out of her mind.
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