What else could Simon say?! He had just witnessed the Painted Skin Monster and been scammed out of 20,000 yuan by a monk. Now, seeing his junior sister transformed into a monster and eating people, he was able to remain calm.
Simon said, "I'm sorry to interrupt your meal."
The little sister looked at Simon with shame: "Brother, I haven't eaten for many days. I'm almost starving... I... I wanted to come to see you, but I was too hungry..."
Simon said, "Thank you, Junior Sister, for not eating it."
The junior sister swallowed the finger reluctantly, took out a small cosmetic bag from her body, and put the uneaten food into the cosmetic bag.
Simon watched helplessly as two or three mutilated corpses were stuffed into a palm-sized makeup bag, and felt that his life today might fall into the hands of his secret crush.
No way! Why would I have been secretly in love with a man-eating monster apprentice sister for so many years? There must be something wrong!
The younger sister packed up her uneaten food, then fished out a printed napkin and carefully wiped the remaining blood and minced meat from the corners of her mouth. She then carefully pulled down the lower half of her face, which had been lifted up to her nose, and covered her entire face like a condom. She stood up, patted her clothes, and gave Simon a cute, innocent smile. "Brother, let's go! I really have something to talk to you about!"
Simon watched numbly as the cute little sister took his arm and dragged him forward, skipping and jumping.
To be honest, if this scene had happened half an hour ago, Simon would have felt like the happiest person in the world.
However, now Simon feels that his cognition really needs to be reorganized. The first thing he must remember is one thing - never have a crush on someone you don't know. Oh, wrong, a living being!
The junior sister dragged Simon towards the youth hostel. Fortunately, Simon was staying in a youth hostel. There was a platform against the wall in the corner of the yard, which was converted into a small terrace by the host.
There was a carpet on the small terrace, a coffee table and a big furry teddy bear.
At this moment, the little sister was nestled in the arms of the big bear, looking at Simon pitifully.
The yellow stuffed animal was about two meters long and was originally used as a cushion or sofa. Several of Simon's former female patients had expressed their desire for a large, reassuring teddy bear like this one. These large stuffed animals were particularly popular with women.
But when Simon saw his junior sister curled up in such a plush teddy bear, he thought to himself: It seems that monsters will like her too.
"Brother, I didn't mean to..." The little sister explained, "I originally wanted to go with you after the meeting today, but..."
She was simply frightened by the shadow guardian, so she didn't dare approach and could only wander around Simon's residence. However, she hadn't eaten in a long time, and happened to encounter three lustful ghosts, so the hungry little sister took the initiative to eat.
Simon said, "I never thought you were such a junior sister!"
Zhao Lingling said: "But I know you won't be scared, brother!"
Simon thought to himself, I'm actually scared, I'm just pretending to be calm.
But when he opened his mouth, he used the professional habit of a psychiatrist: "How did you know?"
Zhao Lingling said with a smile: "Because I study psychology~!"
The little junior sister is so cute when she smiles, and the dimples on her cheeks look very harmless.
Simon was speechless.
He racked his brains to think of something to say to his junior sister, but at this moment, he found that he didn't want to say a single word of what he had wanted to say before.
So, after a long while, Simon finally managed to say, "Why are you looking for me so late at night? Is there something wrong?"
The junior sister nodded seriously.
The way he nodded was so serious, just as serious as the expression on the face of his junior sister when she was eating someone in the corner under the moonlight.
Simon was filled with fear, and his defense mechanisms were activated. So he said humorously, "Are you trying to get some psychotherapy from me?"
The junior sister nodded seriously again.
Now Simon couldn't even use humor as a defense mechanism.
"Junior sister... well, I don't know if you are my junior sister... I mean, you are also in this line of work... No, maybe not... I mean, you should know a lot of psychologists who are better than me..."
The little apprentice sister blinked her eyes: "But you are the only one who treats monsters!"
Simon sighed and tried to reject the junior sister: "This is against the rules. You know the avoidance principle in psychotherapy. We know each other well, this is inappropriate."
The junior sister said: "That's only for humans. I'm a monster, I don't exist!"
Simon suddenly felt like he was talking to the computer monster.
Psychologists are so vulnerable when they encounter patients who are engaged in psychology.
Simon said, "No...why don't you treat yourself?"
The junior sister delivered a perfect blow: "That's what you told the computer monster back then!"
Simon opened his mouth helplessly and wanted to argue. The junior sister took out her tablet and tapped on it with her finger. The post on the monster forum that was always on the front page caught Simon's eye again.
The post had already scrolled through several pages. The junior sister pointed to one and said, "Here, the computer freak revealed his own information. He said he used 500T of knowledge to debate with you and finally convinced you."
Simon could do nothing but watch the flowers fall.
What else can you do? It’s like a doctor who vehemently refuses to perform surgery on his loved one on the street, but the other party produces irrefutable evidence – you can do it!
I can only surrender in this dark night.
"Tell me, what do you want me to help you with?" Simon was reluctant at first.
But after all, the junior sister is in this line of work. She has treated other people and received supervision and personal analysis. She doesn't need much guidance and can get into the state on her own.
"I can't ascend." said the junior sister.
Despite initially refusing, Simon quickly came to terms with the situation and raised his doubts: "From what I understand, though my knowledge is limited, achieving enlightenment requires a pure mind and freedom from love and hate. You were just cannibalizing humans, and I heard from a snake demon that if a demon wants to eat humans, it's very difficult for them to achieve enlightenment and ascend."
The younger sister smiled faintly, her eyes fixed on the dark sky, as if she were recalling something from the past. After a long pause, she said, "Stupid Senior Brother, that's because the snake demons want to cultivate Taoism. I'm different from them. I want to cultivate magic. And cultivating magic means eating people!"
Simon sat upright.
The younger sister continued, "Besides, Senior Brother, you are so stupid. You've been secretly in love with me for years, don't you know my secret?"
Simon quickly defended himself like a conditioned reflex: "No... I don't have a crush on you... No, how could I know the secret that you are a monster!"
As soon as I said it, I knew that what I said was stupid, but it doesn't matter. It is inevitable for psychologists to make stupid mistakes. As long as I notice it in time, it will be fine.
But the junior sister just smiled faintly and said, "My secret is not this! My secret is... when I was alive, I was a man."
Male! Male!!
a bolt from the blue!
Simon felt completely screwed! Not only was the junior sister he'd been secretly in love with for years a monster, but this monster was also male!
Simon held his forehead.
Fortunately, the junior sister was immersed in her own world and didn't pay much attention to Simon.
Simon sorted himself out, and when he calmed down, he said, "Oh...but I just saw that you have breasts..."
The junior sister hummed softly.
The younger sister said, "This human skin belongs to a woman. Senior brother, don't look at me like that. I didn't peel this skin, and I've been using it for hundreds of years."
Simon felt that his world had become like a floating cloud. No wonder his junior sister always looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, almost the same as when she first entered university.
After so many years, the little apprentice sister is still so youthful and energetic. It turns out that she is a monster in human skin. I don’t know how many years the little apprentice sister has lived.
"As for me... I've lived a long time!" said the little demon sister. "And my real name isn't Zhao Lingling, it's Zhao Wenling."
Zhao Wenling is already dead.
He was still a little confused at the moment of his death.
Even after hundreds of years, he still remembered the day before his death.
That day, I was on the list of successful candidates and was full of joy.
Students from other high schools were all fascinated by the prosperity of the capital and were preparing to have a good time traveling around the city, but he was the only one who was worried about his wife. So after attending the Qionglin Banquet, the first thing Zhao Tanhua did after reporting to the Hanlin Academy was to ask for leave to go home. He wanted to bring his wife to the capital to enjoy the upcoming wealth and power with him.
He was originally a student from a poor family, but now he took the emperor's reward, bought a horse, changed into good clothes, and headed north towards his long-lost hometown.
He and his wife were childhood sweethearts. They were engaged to each other and officially got married when he was sixteen.
After getting married, like all the stories in operas, Zhao Wenling studied hard, hoping to gain fame and achieve great things.
Zhao's wife quietly took care of her husband and children, was filial to her parents-in-law, and fully supported her husband's studies. She even sold the only valuable gold hairpin she brought as a dowry to buy him writing brushes, inkstones, and paper.
Ten years ago, Zhao Wenling left his hometown, bid farewell to his wife, young son and elderly parents, and vowed not to return until he reached the Dragon Gate.
Now, several years have passed, and calculating the time, the eldest son is probably already of marriageable age. Now that I have returned from high school and have returned home in splendor, I can finally give an explanation to my family.
The newly crowned top scholar in the imperial examination was less than thirty years old and had not yet returned home when the local magistrate had already heard the news and prepared a grand welcoming banquet for him.
However, Zhao Wenling was not interested in the county magistrate's welcoming banquet, nor did he think about the beautiful singers at the banquet. He just wanted to go home and see his long-lost family.
It’s getting closer, very closer!
A crescent moon hung in the sky. The scholar returned home walking on the moon and pushed open the door of his thatched cottage.
He originally thought that his parents and wife would be filled with tears and overjoyed at his return.
But he didn't expect that when he stepped into the house, he was greeted by a heavy slap in the face.
After a slap, there was a basin of cold water that soaked Zhao Wenling's whole body.
Zhao Wenling was stunned. He thought something had happened at home. He didn't even see who hit him before the door was closed.
Zhao Wenling thought his family didn't recognize him, so he stood outside in the yard and shouted, "Dad, Mom, Ai Ai, it's me! It's Wenling!"
Ai Ai is the nickname of Zhao’s wife.
Zhao's mother's voice was the first to be heard: "Get out! I don't have a son like you!"
Zhao Wenling didn't know what had happened, and he didn't dare to argue with his mother, so he could only ask his wife for help.
"Ai Ai, what's wrong? Open the door for me!"
Zhao's wife's voice was cold: "I don't know you. My husband died a long time ago! If you don't leave, I will report you to the police!"
Zhao Wenling said, "I have passed the imperial examination and have been chosen by the Emperor as the third place winner! I am here to take you to the capital to enjoy life!"
With a rustle, the door was opened, and the dim light in the room illuminated the shadow standing inside.
It was the face of a woman, and she looked the same as Zhao Wenling remembered, except that her hair was messy and her body was much thinner. However, her expression was more ferocious than anything he had ever seen.
"I know you won the third place in the imperial examination, but I don't want to see you again!" Zhao's wife said ferociously, holding a rolling pin in her hand.
Zhao Wenling did not dislike his rude wife. He stepped forward and tried to hold his wife's hand, but was pushed away by her.
Zhao's wife had grown considerably stronger over the years. She rapped the doorframe with her rolling pin, her eyes fierce. Now that they were closer, Zhao Wenling could see wrinkles at the corners of his wife's eyes.
It's just that he was not a man who cared about women. Even if his wife was old and ugly, he didn't care. He took a step forward and wanted to say something, but he didn't expect that Zhao's wife would directly throw another basin of water at him, which made him feel cold all over.
No matter how good his temper was, Zhao Wenling couldn't help but feel angry: "I finally came back from high school, and you treat me like this! Do you know that the princess of the dynasty wanted to marry me, but I refused..."
The door slammed shut, and Zhao's wife's angry voice came from the thatched cottage: "Then you go and marry the princess!"
Zhao Wenling was soaked and the night wind was cold. He stood there, looking at the crescent moon in the sky, feeling angry.
I wanted to go up to her and say a few soft words, but I couldn't bear the anger in my chest.
So he turned around, mounted his horse, and left. He galloped all the way to the county town, took out the silver he had, found a brothel, and slept there.
He woke up in the middle of the night and still wanted to go home. After sighing in his heart, he rushed back in the night. He thought: I have indeed made my wife suffer over the years, and I will repay her well in the future;
He thought again, he didn't know what his two children would look like when they grew up. When his eldest son got married, which girl should he choose from?
After a while, I thought again: My parents are old, and I should buy them a good yard so that they can enjoy their old age.
While he was daydreaming, he led his horse towards the outside of the city. He was a top scholar in the imperial examination, and he was quick-witted and smart, so it was not difficult for him to coax his wife.
When he was thinking about how to apologize to his wife and how to comfort her, he looked up and saw a panicked shadow in front of him.
The shadow was wearing a white cloak and was alone outside. It looked like a woman and seemed to be jogging.
Zhao Wenling was not very interested in women, and he had no intention of chatting up strange women.
However, when he was leading the horse past the woman, the woman suddenly cried out and fell to the ground.
Zhao Wenling reined in his horse and looked around. No one was around. The woman seemed to have sprained her ankle. Out of kindness, he asked, "Young lady, are you okay?"
The woman lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I sprained my ankle. Could you please help me up, sir?"
Zhao Wenling dismounted and helped the woman up.
Unexpectedly, the woman went limp all over, moaned, and fell into Zhao Wenling's arms.
The unique fragrance of the woman penetrated into Zhao Wenling's nose. The woman raised her head, her eyes were delicate and timid, and her beauty was unparalleled and elegant.
"Young Master!" the woman spoke. She was pretty and her voice was gentle, like a lover's whisper.
Zhao Wenling said, "How about I take you to the clinic?"
The woman lowered her head, leaned against Zhao Wenling's chest, and whispered, "Okay~!"
So Zhao Wenling half-hugged and half-embraced the woman and walked to the door of the clinic at the end of the alley.
It was still dark today, and the door of the clinic was closed.
The girl said coquettishly, "Sir, why don't you ask me where I'm from? What's my name? And why am I out in the middle of the night?"
Zhao Wenling felt the woman in his arms rubbing against him constantly, and the faint fragrance filled his nose, but his heart was as calm as water, and he had no desire to find out more about this beautiful single woman.
The woman took the initiative to say: "I am a concubine of a wealthy family. The first wife was jealous and beat me badly, so I had to run away secretly. Fortunately, I met you, young master, and I beg you to save my life and take me in. I am willing to serve you from now on."
As the woman spoke, she rubbed Zhao Wenling's neck with her hair and touched Zhao Wenling's chest with her hand.
Zhao Wenling immediately understood what the woman meant. He had been away from home for ten years and had met several such proactive women.
So he sat up straight, pushed the woman away, supported her, and then said very seriously: "I have a wife at home, and I don't plan to take a concubine. Young lady, you should find someone else!"
The woman was stunned and began to act even more coquettishly.
"How can a wife who has shared the hardships of life compare to a gentle and beautiful concubine~!"
"A wife who has shared the hardships with you should never be divorced."
"I won't be jealous and compete for your favor. I will serve you well."
"My wife is very jealous. She gets angry for a long time if I even glance at other women. Besides, I don't want to bring a woman home to make her uncomfortable."
After hearing this, the woman covered her mouth and chuckled, glancing at the scholar beside her.
The woman whispered, "Are you the legendary scholar who only cares about his wife at home and hasn't touched a woman in ten years?"
Zhao Wenling was stunned: "You know me?"
The woman suddenly stopped laughing and gave Zhao Wenling a cold look.
A moment later, the woman suddenly burst into laughter. She grabbed the frail scholar by the collar and opened her bloody mouth: "I saw you keep saying that you miss your wife, and I thought you really loved her!"
Zhao Wenling had already noticed that something was wrong with this woman, and he felt a little regretful. If he hadn't meddled in her business, he would probably be sitting at home drinking hot soup now.
He wanted to push the woman in front of him away, but the woman was very strong, her body was like an iron tower, and her hands seemed to be welded. No matter how hard Tanhualang tried, he couldn't push her away.
"Since you don't like beauty and won't take the bait, let me eat you here!" The woman grabbed Zhao Wenling with one hand and pulled him towards her face with the other.
That beautiful skin turned into a monster with a bloody mouth.
Ouch!
Zhao Wenling was swallowed whole and died instantly.
"How could I die like this when I haven't even returned home?" Zhao Wenling didn't understand. He didn't even feel sad at all.
His soul followed the monster, trying to take back his body from the monster's belly.
Since the third place in the imperial examination was admitted to the university, his IQ must be good.
Now that I have become a ghost, I can see many things that others cannot see.
He followed the monster for three months and found the monster's weakness. While there was a Taoist priest in the city capturing monsters, the monster's soul was captured, and Zhao Wenling took over the monster's body.
The moment he regained his body, he thought: I can finally go back and see my parents, wife and children.
But soon, he discovered that the world of monsters was not so easy to survive in.
There are Taoist priests exorcising demons, monks killing monsters, and even people killing their own kind.
Zhao Wenling didn't dare to run around, so he had to hide and practice.
When he was hungry, he went out and caught someone to eat; when he was thirsty, he drank human blood.
It was not known how long it had passed, but Zhao Wenling finally felt that he was strong enough. No one would kill him easily, and he no longer had to be afraid of ordinary monks and Taoists. He thought: Now that I am strong enough, I should be able to go back to see my parents, wife and children.
He looked at himself in the mirror. The monster had used the skin of a beautiful woman. He didn't pay much attention to eating people and didn't even peel the skin off.
So now I can only use the skin of this beauty to go back and see my wife!
At dawn one day, Zhao Wenling was walking home alone, wearing the same white cloak he had worn before.
It is still the same alley, the same crescent moon, and the same brothel that never stops blooming all night long.
Zhao Wenling walked on the bluestone path.
Suddenly, a voice called her from behind.
"Young lady, why are you traveling alone at night?"
Zhao Wenling turned around and saw a scholar in a green robe smiling at him from behind.
The scholar was good-looking, with a good figure, and looked elegant and gentle in his long robe.
Zhao Wenling couldn't come up with a story for a moment, so he borrowed the story of the previous owner of this body: "I was a concubine of a wealthy family. My wife-in-law was jealous and beat me severely, so I sneaked out in the middle of the night."
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