Unfinished counseling
After entering this world, Xu Youling often woke up in the middle of the night holding the orange half-crane in his hand, complaining about the cheap system that didn't exist at all and the useless golden finger he had obtained.
Please! The cheat codes of other book-crossers are either infinite stamina or portable space. If that doesn't work, a precognitive ability would be great too.
Only he - it was not enough for him to just get such a useless thing as "indirectly influencing the master through the spiritual body". Even the normal guidance and detection abilities of an ordinary guide were hit for no reason. It was as if God closed the door and window and gave him a spoon to let him chisel a hole in the wall to steal light.
The ragdoll cat looked at him with innocent eyes wide open, as if it had no idea what the guide in front of it was doing.
"Please... please..." Xu Youling knelt on the ground, concentrating all his energy on dealing with the kitten. He had to control his strength with his hands so as not to squeeze it, and his forearms were trembling.
"Forget... forget..."
This was his first real attempt to indirectly influence the will of others through his spiritual body.
The average person's brain is incredibly complex, and the sentinels and guides' even more so. If Xu Youling's mental tentacles deludedly penetrated, the consequences would be like a young man with no wilderness survival knowledge stepping into a swamp or dense forest—only to become even more lost.
But it is much easier to spy on spiritual beings. They have similarities with many animals in the real world, one of which is simple and straightforward preferences and emotions.
Xu Youling can only intervene to this extent. Going deeper and controlling the human brain is beyond his reach.
The ragdoll cat stared at him for a while, its blue eyes unblinking, its two front paws confidently placed on the shoulders of the strange guide in front of it, then it pushed itself up and jumped out of his arms.
Xu Youling opened his eyes slightly and took a deep breath. From inside the cell came the sound of something hitting the wall and the creaking of the wheels of the cart turning.
They are coming out!
The ragdoll cat had already sat back down by the door, licking its paws as it looked at Xu Youling and the orange cat. Xu Youling quickly stood up and hid to the side of the cell again.
"...Will he die..." "Don't worry about it, it has nothing to do with us..." "Report it..."
I didn't hear the door close.
Xu Youling's fingertips curled up nervously on the wall. The Ragdoll cat lazily followed its owner's pace, took a few steps gracefully, and turned back to look at the dark corner of the wall.
It was not until the group disappeared at the end of the corridor that Xu Youling lost all his energy and almost fell to the ground.
As usual, the huge lock was hanging on the cell door, but it was not fastened tightly, leaving an imperceptible gap.
Xu Youling held it with both hands, unscrewed it and took it down, then used all his strength to push the heavy door sideways.
It’s open.
Xu Youling's heart skipped a beat. He quickly slipped in, closed the door, and stood with his back against it. The orange cat followed nimbly and squatted at his feet.
Pei Zhi was sitting on a narrow bed with his back to him, and there were dark bloodstains on the shoulder of his military uniform.
The German Shepherd was lying on one side, with a ferocious look on his face, ready to attack at any time.
"Pei Zhi?" Xu Youling said softly, "It's me."
He felt guilty when he said this. After all, he and Pei Zhi had only met twice under such embarrassing circumstances. After waking up, the other party's attitude towards him was also very bad. Perhaps he didn't even remember who he was.
But even so, he wanted to give it a try. After all, he had no ability to directly probe into Pei Zhi's spiritual realm.
Xu Youling lowered his center of gravity slightly and took a few steps closer with light steps.
"Did you hear me?" He was a little uneasy and swallowed his saliva. "I came to--"
The German Shepherd stood up quickly and stood behind Pei Zhi.
"I didn't... I didn't mean to hurt him..." Xu Youling panicked. He vaguely felt that something was wrong with the situation today.
Just then, Pei Zhi turned his head.
Xu Youling took several uncontrollable steps back. It was too heavy… Pei Zhi's mental strength surged forth, concentrating a bit, pressing him so hard he almost fainted.
Even more powerful than last time.
Fear immediately gripped Xu Youling's throat. He didn't dare to think that if Pei Zhi continued to become so powerful, then...
“!”
Suddenly, the mental power was suddenly withdrawn in full, as if it was forcibly suppressed, with only a last, almost invisible trace escaping. The only known source was Pei Zhi.
Xu Youling was caught off guard, and the heavy pressure on his body was suddenly lifted. He swayed twice, and then fell to his knees with a thud.
What exactly is he going to do?
Xu Youling groaned in pain and raised his head anxiously. Pei Zhi had stood in front of him without him noticing, looking down at him with dark eyes.
"Get up," he said.
"I can't..." Xu Youling struggled.
"..." Pei Zhi said nothing, staring at him with his dark eyes, as if studying something beyond his comprehension. He then insisted, "Get up."
Xu Youling felt exhausted all over, cold sweat broke out from his shoulders and back, soaking through his cotton shirt.
Pei Zhi frowned, bent down and grabbed his elbow, picked him up from the ground without any hesitation, and brought him to the bed by his forearm.
Xu Youling's head spun, and he fell heavily to his knees. Bewildered, he looked up at Pei Zhi's suddenly approaching figure. The wound on the back of his head, which had clearly healed completely, began to ache again, as if it were being pricked by needles.
"So?" Pei Zhi stood between Xu Youling's legs, lifted his chin and forced him to look at his face. His voice was a little unsteady, "Why did you come to see me?"
He is enduring.
Even though Xu Youling was an extremely poor guide, his ability to detect other people's emotions was almost on par with that of an ordinary person, he could clearly see this in Pei Zhi's eyes. His palms were trembling, his lips were tightly pursed, and his breathing was rapid.
But what is he enduring?
Was it the Sentinel's killing instinct? A desire for destruction? Or simply resentment at having his escape plan interrupted?
Xu Youling's voice was soft but firm: "I'll help you."
Pei Zhi's entire body was like a frozen photograph. He slowly lowered his eyes and stared at him. His dark pupils seemed to finally come into focus. His hands loosened their movements and he uttered a few words slowly: "How can I help?"
"I...I can..." Xu Youling's voice was hoarse.
"Can you what?" Pei Zhi panted quickly, and lightly pinched the end of his brow with his fingertips. Then he turned to stroke the back of his neck, making him look up at him more obediently. "You won't."
"I will." Xu Youling insisted, and Pei Zhi gently tucked the hair on her temples behind her ears. "You have to believe me."
He himself didn't know how to express what he knew. At least it was definitely not a serious counseling. But Pei Zhi's gaze made him feel uneasy, and he couldn't just push him away. "Your spiritual body..."
"What's wrong with my spirit?" Pei Zhi didn't turn his gaze to the German Shepherd lying beside him as he had hoped. The hand stroking the back of Xu Youling's neck increased its pressure, lifting the back of his head. Xu Youling had to lean back on his elbows to maintain balance, and Pei Zhi lowered his upper body even further, nose to nose.
I feel a little dizzy, Xu Youling thought in a daze.
"You won't." Pei Zhi repeated, his palm against his brain, as if pointing to something. "This place... is empty."
"What...what's empty?" Xu Youling was almost unable to speak.
Pei Zhi was silent for a moment, as if Xu Youling was a test paper with blank stems but large areas for answering questions. He patiently said, "Let me see."
"What are you looking at... No!"
Xu Youling belatedly shouted out, the words squeezing out of his throat as cold sweat suddenly covered his forehead. It wasn't fear, but something extremely sharp and thin was slowly penetrating through the connection between Pei Zhi's hand and the back of his head, invading his consciousness.
Like being torn apart with blood.
The voice caught in his throat. Xu Youling stared at Pei Zhi's suddenly stunned gaze with wide eyes. Then, the world fell into a dark sky. Before he lost consciousness, he could still feel Pei Zhi's spiritual tentacles intruding into his wide-open spiritual realm without any reason.
There was no power to fight back.
It seemed like a very long time had passed, yet it also seemed like only a moment.
Xu Youling didn't know that his eyes were red when he woke up. He only knew that he was lying on his side on Pei Zhi's thigh, breathing like a fish with his mouth open. Pei Zhi's hand stopped at the side of his neck, a position that could kill him at any time.
He didn't dare to make a sound, and even moved his eyes carefully. Pei Zhi was looking at the wall of the cell, not at him.
But when he was hesitating about what to do next, she said softly, "Crying."
Xu Youling then reached out to wipe his eyes and felt his hand was wet, but he didn't feel sad. The tears came so suddenly that he showed a very confused expression.
Pei Zhi lowered his head and wiped away the tears that hadn't been wiped away: "I really won't."
I don’t know if it means he can’t wipe his tears or he can’t provide counseling.
"I'm sorry." Xu Youling said in a low voice.
He felt strange lying on Pei Zhi's legs and wanted to get up and explain that he just didn't know how to counsel him, but he could still help him improve his mental state. If possible, he would ask him what had happened, whether he could help, and whether he could please not escape from prison and leave.
In order to complete the task.
But if he wanted to sit up, he had to have support, and the closest stable fulcrum was obviously Pei Zhi's strong and solid thigh. There was no way Xu Youling could do such a thing.
Pei Zhi frowned and pulled him up with his elbow, not very gently: "What else do you want to say?"
"Your spiritual body..." Xu Youling insisted on implementing his own method of counseling.
He sat sideways on the bed, supporting the bed board with his two thin wrists. He was neither too close nor too far from Pei Zhi. When he raised his head slightly to look at him, there was a little light in his eyes, which was the watery color left by the forced invasion of his spiritual realm just now.
Her voice is also soft, like she is acting coquettishly.
"You are not allowed to touch it again." Pei Zhi's voice became hoarse again.
Xu Youling still felt a little dizzy and tilted her head unconsciously, as if she was confused as to why Pei Zhi would refuse something that everyone else would feel comfortable with: "You have to touch it."
"Do you know what you are saying?" Pei Zhi took a deep breath.
Xu Youling moved closer, squinting to see Pei Zhi's expression, then pulled back and said seriously, "It will be very comfortable."
"I know it would be comfortable." Pei Zhi raised a hand in warning, "But no, don't even think about it."
"Then how can I help you..."
Xu Youling was a little anxious. He leaned his upper body towards Pei Zhi, with the tip of his nose almost close to his neck. He smelled a faint, hard-to-describe smell that smelled very good. He couldn't help but take another small breath.
"Xu Youling, wake up." Pei Zhi frowned tightly and pulled away from him. "How come you don't understand anything?"
"I just don't quite understand." Xu Youling was a little angry.
He didn't know what he was doing. He just felt that everything in front of him was floating in the air, unreal and scattered, just like when he was still in the real world and went out to party with friends, and after dinner he would chat, and suddenly there would be a moment when his brain stopped and his soul left his body.
Amidst the numerous and chaotic sounds, he could no longer hear anything. He was left alone, flowing upwards, turning into countless tiny fragments and melting into the air.
"What did you do just now..." Xu Youling's eyes were hot and she was crying faintly. She stretched out her fingers impatiently to touch the badge on Pei Zhi's chest, not knowing whether to reject him or to keep him.
Pei Zhi took a deep breath and grabbed his cold, restless hand, "Don't move."
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