Chapter 62 Watching Chess Together, I'll Lend You a Little Yang Energy
"Sister, who exactly are you?"
Xiao Suheng's voice was extremely calm.
Jiang Geyun completely crashed.
When did he realize it? Did he notice it from the very beginning? No wonder, some of the minor and major villains' actions do seem strange upon closer examination. Sure enough, that time they were referring to her... What about the others? Not everyone could see her, otherwise she would have been really embarrassed...
Jiang Geyun was clearly the "ghost" and the one who was frightening, but now, their situations seem to have been completely reversed.
She thought she could finally relax and not have to think, just waiting for Abbot You to come and rescue her. Little did she know, the villains were not easy to deal with either.
How should she answer?
—Once, a man survived the battlefield. There were many dead souls in the area. Fearing that ghosts and monsters might haunt him, he traveled day and night in fear to return to his hometown.
When he arrived at the village entrance, the people who knew him were very surprised to see him. They pointed at him with trembling fingers. He followed the villagers' pointing fingers, reached out and touched his head, only to find that his head had been cut off at some point.
Such stories are not uncommon.
Based on Jiang Geyun's past common sense and the knowledge she learned in Xuandujian, under certain circumstances, vengeful ghosts may not be aware of their own identity, and may even believe that they are still alive, speaking and acting as if they were alive.
The good news is that, in this state, the vengeful spirit is not aggressive.
At this point, it's best not to "wake up" the other person. Once they realize the current situation and regain their memories, cognition, and abilities, the person who wakes up the vengeful ghost will be in danger.
No one knows what became of the villagers in the story.
Jiang Geyun didn't know if the illusionary realm had the same mechanism, but it was best to be cautious.
She said, "I died here, and I don't know how I woke up or who I am. I... cannot answer your question, young master."
Fortunately, she doesn't have a physical body now, and this is the first time she's told such a clear lie. In this ghostly state, she easily achieved the feat of telling the lie without batting an eye.
Xiao Suheng remained silent, his eyelashes half-lowered, as if deep in thought.
Jiang Geyun couldn't figure out what he was thinking, just like she couldn't figure out what he was thinking when his own father took his blood.
The big villains are unpredictable, and the small villains are no less formidable.
“People say ghosts and monsters can take people’s lives,” Xiao Suheng sat up, looked calmly at Jiang Geyun, and said, “Sister, have you come to take me away?”
...She does wish she had that ability.
Besides, there was a hint of anticipation in the way he said that.
Xiao Suheng's eyes were extremely dark black, and her skin was exceptionally white. When looking at her, it was really hard to tell who was the lifeless ghost.
But he was young, good-looking, and had a well-behaved expression, which made Jiang Geyun feel sorry for him.
Jiang Geyun thought for a moment and said, "Not all ghosts have this kind of influence. I... I should only borrow a little bit of your yang energy, right? You don't need to worry."
Xiao Suheng nodded and said, "I understand."
After saying that, he stopped talking, lay back down, and closed his eyes as if to fall asleep again.
"Wait!" Jiang Geyun said.
She reached out to grab him, but clearly, the two of them couldn't make any real contact at the moment.
Xiao Suheng's obedience surprised Jiang Geyun; when she called out to him, he really opened his eyes again.
She initially didn't believe that the group of people the emperor had sent earlier were taken away by his royal uncle, but seeing his obedient behavior... could it really be true?
Jiang Geyun coughed lightly, a little embarrassed, and said, "I borrowed your yang energy, so it wouldn't be right for me to leave without giving anything back. Are you having trouble sleeping? Let me tell you a story."
According to her observation, although the villain was lying down, he didn't look like he had fallen asleep at all. He seemed to be able to open his eyes at any time, and his sleeping state was comparable to hers before she transmigrated into the book.
Although she faced various life-or-death moments after transmigrating into the book, her sleep quality improved considerably, making the trip worthwhile for Jiang Geyun.
Xiao Suheng remained silent for a while, and as Jiang Geyun had expected, responded in a low voice.
Children of this age definitely need stories to lull them to sleep!
But what should we talk about?
He doesn't seem likely to like the fairy tales she's familiar with, and those stories mostly take place in a different country with a different culture. Even if she has the ability to adapt them on the spot, she'll inevitably leave some loopholes.
As for the story of this world itself, judging from how fluently Xiao Suheng answered his homework earlier, he probably already knows everything he should hear and see, and even knows a little about things he shouldn't hear or see.
...How come she's actually starting to seriously think about how to tell a story?
Ultimately, this is just an illusion, so what if there are some flaws?
Jiang Geyun smiled and gently landed beside his bed, saying, "The story I'm about to tell is related to the Night Watcher. Young Master, you must know about the Night Watcher, right..."
Next, she briefly summarized her experience at Yunling Manor.
A strange temple at the foot of a misty mountain, a brightly lit villa on the mountain, and mysterious deaths—the "protagonist" uncovers the true culprit amidst the thick fog of mystery...
However, she slightly modified the ending of the story, changing it to the Xuandu Supervisor arriving in time to arrest the evil spirit and remove it, restoring peace to the area.
Although the manor lord is dead, his wife was influenced by evil spirits, which is why she behaved in various ways. Therefore, everyone got good results. Those who worked hard were promoted and made a fortune, and those who hoped for freedom got their wish. It's a cause for celebration!
By the end, she was practically falling asleep talking.
Xiao Suheng was very respectful, listening quietly without interrupting at all.
As she finished finishing, he paused for a long time before whispering, "The evil spirits you mentioned, sister, are probably the immortals—the Five Gods."
Jiang Geyun was puzzled, and then she stopped.
Xiao Suheng's eyes were clear, and he was not fooled at all.
He explained, "Grafting fate, making people encounter opportunities they shouldn't have, making them rich overnight, and then making them lose everything and die suddenly—this is Wu Tong's doing. In your story, is the sixth wife surnamed Hua?"
She had nothing to say about the previous analysis; the villains' broad knowledge was traceable. But this last sentence left her speechless—how could they even guess Hua Biezhi's surname?!
She concealed the names of all the characters!
This sudden stimulation jolted her awake completely.
Looking up at her expression, Xiao Suheng explained at the right moment: "Sister, you may not know this because you are not a contemporary, but Wutong and the Hua family have a close relationship. If you can guess one thing, you can guess the other. It's nothing."
After saying that, he pretended to ponder and said, "The Five Paths Divine Envoy has a close relationship with the Hua family, so it's not surprising that he acted according to the Sixth Madam's instructions. However, that snowfall was indeed strange. Could it be that someone bypassed the Hua family to subdue the Five Paths Divine Envoy? It's really..."
He concealed his unspoken words and revealed nothing more.
Well, okay, this is an area where she lacks knowledge, so it's understandable.
Jiang Geyun leaned closer to Xiao Suheng, who was lying down properly, and said, "You need to concentrate on listening to stories and not think about these things. How can you fall asleep like this?"
But she can use tricks that are only for adults to cheat.
Little Suheng looked at her, nodded obediently, pulled the blanket up a little, and continued to look at her with his still bright eyes.
Jiang Geyun was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Suheng asked, "Is there no second story?"
Jiang Geyun: ...
Jiang Geyun said, "That's possible."
She almost overlooked one point: Xiao Suheng's breadth of knowledge could be an obstacle to her putting him to sleep, or it could be a helpful tool to supplement her knowledge!
She then recounted her extraordinary encounter within the painting by Chao Wujiu.
A world entirely composed of ink, a soul torn apart by obsession, the hope for breaking the deadlock lies in awakening the artist through the most painful memories…
The storyline this time is very simple.
At that time, in the fragmented painting of Chao Wujiu, she was almost always fighting. The repetitive search was certainly boring, but here, it might serve the same purpose as counting sheep.
The palace patrolmen passed by, and the watchman's call sounded; it was the third watch again.
Jiang Geyun tapped her knee three times unconsciously with her fingers.
Xiao Suheng lowered his eyes, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over her fingers, but in the end he said nothing, as if he was too tired to notice anything.
Seeing that he was finally starting to close his eyes, Jiang Geyun felt a little more at ease, and her voice became softer and softer, and her rhythm became slower and slower.
Finally, once she was sure that Xiao Suheng was really asleep, she relaxed, stretched, and lay down casually, also falling asleep.
In the deepest of night, the young boy on the bed did not change his breathing rhythm at all, as if he were still fast asleep, but his eyes, as black as cold stars, slowly opened.
He looked up at the translucent girl who was emitting a faint glow.
She was floating in mid-air, lying on her side as if on a chaise longue, her face turned toward him, looking very concerned about whether he was sleeping well or not.
The power of the Imperial Uncle Prince Jing in his fiefdom has been growing day by day. Although he was asked by the Emperor to lay down his arms and come to the capital, military power is not so easily "relinquished". Recently, the two have been clashing, which has made things a little easier for him.
With a casual remark, he used the opponent's strength against them, ensuring that the next few days would be anything but peaceful for both sides.
But he was still too young, and there was still too little he could do.
The people in the Eastern Palace may seem to respect him, but in reality, they respect the imperial power behind him and his father. Those people cannot be fully trusted.
He could hear everyone's desire to escape.
More terrifying than the pain of bloodletting was the curse that lingered in my ears.
He did nothing, yet he bore the burden of resentment and hatred from who-knows-where. Now, he faces not only illusory grudges but also the curses of real people.
Only the person before me, she…
She is different.
However, the palace has a formation set up by the Xuandu Bureau, so it is impossible for any ghosts to appear.
Her words almost revealed her identity, suggesting she was a Night Watcher. Perhaps she did it on purpose to allay his concerns about the ghosts. Night Watchers are loyal to the Great Zhou royal family, which would indeed put his mind at ease.
The palace servants who came during the day were all of higher rank than the last. The one who led a new batch of people for him to choose from had the ability of a Night Watcher of the Heron Rank. In ordinary places, it would not be a problem for him to become an abbot or temple master. Even so, the palace servant did not notice the existence of the "ghost" in front of him.
What exactly is she?
Did Father do something again, or did Mother make another inappropriate joke?
It's unlikely that good fortune will come your way.
He had never encountered anything like this before, and instead was repeatedly deceived by so-called "good luck."
But……
He desperately hoped that this was his good fortune.
The young boy stared intently at the person in the air, as if gazing at the bright moon on the horizon.
In the still of the night, he reached out his hand to the moon, and then slowly, very slowly, he tightened his grip.
It seems as if it wants to imprison the moon in the palm of its hand.
The bandage on his wrist rubbed against the slipping blanket, making an extremely soft sound.
Jiang Geyun's eyelashes trembled slightly.
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Author's Note: Upon hearing Ur call her "sister," Yun thought: "How disgusting, don't..."
Upon hearing the man call her "sister," she said, "...Oh well, let him call me that."
But actually, even the major villains aren't simple, you'll see later, hehe.
Also: It's been a long time since the old boss was mentioned. In short, he's now someone who's been dealt with by this guy and has become his underling.
Again: There should be more tomorrow! (Let's set this goal first.)
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