When he was suddenly pushed away, Zhou Ping was still a little dazed, and his expression went blank for a moment.
After regaining his senses, he moved closer to Shang Yan again, a slight blush rising on his face. "I didn't... I was just curious and wanted to take a look."
Shang Yan wouldn't listen to his explanation, turned around, pulled the blanket over her head, and shrank back inside.
Zhou Ping:......
After a while, Shang Yan, who was lying in bed, twitched his ears.
The bed next to him suddenly sank, and then a pair of hands reached out from behind and wrapped around his waist.
A warm body pressed against his back. Zhou Ping used his arms to pull the person closer into his embrace until there was no gap between them. Only then did he stop.
With his back to him, Shang Yan's beastly eyes were half-closed as he looked at the hand wrapped around his waist. He slowly covered it with his own hand, his face burning with an infatuation that he couldn't shake.
Their hands intertwined, embracing Shang Yan, slowly warming him. Zhou Ping rested his chin on the crook of Shang Yan's neck and gently coaxed, "Sleep, I'm here, I'm with you."
Shang Yan trembled slightly, and the blush on her face deepened.
How can I sleep like this?
How can I possibly sleep?
How can he possibly sleep like this!
But Shangyan was indeed asleep. The scent of the person behind him was too alluring, and his embrace was too reassuring. After hesitating for a while, drowsiness washed over him like a wave, and his half-closed eyes slowly closed.
After Shang Yan fell asleep, 019 appeared with a bang.
"I just got some news, do you want to hear it?" 019 whispered in Zhou Ping's ear.
Zhou Ping looked up at it upon hearing this, "What news? Let's talk about it tomorrow..."
"About Shang Yan," 019 said, then stretched out a lined hand. "That's what the main system found out; they asked me to tell you!"
“…Let’s talk on the balcony,” Zhou Ping said to 019, afraid that his voice would wake the person who had just fallen asleep in his arms.
He was about to let go of Shang Yan's arm when Shang Yan caught up with him. Shang Yan turned over and unconsciously kept burrowing into his arms.
A hint of amusement flickered in Zhou Ping's eyes. "Never mind, let 019 talk about it tomorrow."
019, who witnessed everything: ...
Too lazy to complain, it simply took out a small green crystal and patted it into Zhou Ping's palm.
The green crystal melted away after it came into Zhou Ping's hands, and what appeared next was an image.
"See for yourself, I'm too lazy to explain anymore," 019 snorted twice and flashed back to the system space.
On the road to the underworld, red spider lilies bloom along the roadside. The entire sky is pitch black, and the surroundings are filled with eerie atmosphere. Coupled with the occasional cries of wandering souls on the road, it is even more sinister and terrifying.
There are many souls on this road. They walk in a row, some crying and some laughing.
The reason the procession stalled was, of course, due to Meng Po.
As Meng Po simmered the soup, she looked at the soul that had suddenly intruded before her and asked with a kind smile, "Have you reported to King Yama yet?"
"No, I'm here to be reincarnated." As if realizing that she had suddenly cut in line, the person with the clear and gentle spirit smiled slightly, her emerald eyes as clear as lake water.
"Since you've come to be reincarnated, can your karmic burdens be eliminated? Can your debts be repaid? Have you followed the normal procedures of this world?" Meng Po's expression turned solemn.
The golden-glowing spirit shook its head. "I have no debts. I want to be reincarnated."
"...You're not from our realm, why would you want to be reincarnated? Please leave." The person in front of her was quite obsessed with reincarnation, so Meng Po refused.
His spirit stood rooted to the spot, thinking, "I just want to go to the mortal world and see what it's like to be reincarnated."
Meng Po: ...
Considering the profound merits of this soul, she patiently explained, "If you want to be reincarnated, you must drink the Meng Po soup to forget your past. Moreover, you are not a god of this world. If you go to the mortal realm, you will die a normal life of birth, aging, sickness, and death without anyone to guide you. You will just waste your time here forever."
Why would someone who's perfectly good as a god choose to reincarnate here?
"I won't drink the soup, I want to be reincarnated," the spirit insisted.
Meng Po: ...?
"You must drink the soup, otherwise what if you, as someone with innate wisdom, commit a grave mistake in the mortal world?" She ladled out a bowl of Meng Po soup and handed it to him.
His attitude was also unusually tough: "If you don't drink, then get out."
His emerald-green eyes stared at the bowl of soup for a long time. Finally, he sealed his memories with his own hands. After sealing all his memories, a bright smile appeared on his face. "I don't want to drink the soup. I want to be reincarnated!"
Meng Po: ...
After checking that the soul had indeed completely sealed away its memories, it threw the soul into the reincarnation channel.
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019 thoughtfully explained, "I knew Shang Yan wasn't from Blue Star, so how could he have been born there? It turns out he skipped the line."
Later, Shang Yan was bound by 019 because he looked very smart, and was taken to the world of Godslayer to do missions.
"He didn't drink the Meng Po soup at all; he sealed his memories himself!"
The little yellow ball reappeared, and it stretched out its foot to kick the tuft of hair on Shang Yan's head.
"Now that his strength has increased, his memories are slowly returning. Beastification is a sign of memory recovery. Once he remembers everything..." 019 sighed.
At that time, he will be both Shang Yan and Chu Changliu.
However, while Zhou Ping may be able to retain Shang Yan, he may not be able to retain Chu Changliu.
"Will he leave?" Zhou Ping asked, holding Shang Yan tightly, his voice hoarse.
019 flew around once, "I don't know, but didn't he regain his memory before? Didn't he put flowers on you?"
"...", that means there's a possibility he might leave.
The mere thought of this possibility made Zhou Ping's heart ache uncontrollably. He tightened his grip around Shang Yan's waist, as if trying to imprison him and meld him into his own body.
Just as 019 was about to say a few more words, he looked down and saw Zhou Ping holding Shang Yan in one arm and pressing down on his head with the other. There was nothing he couldn't understand!
"You shameless people!" 019 ran into the system space with a skill that was almost heartbreaking.
Shang Yan, who was still half asleep, only felt a slight pain in his mouth. When he half-opened his eyes, he saw clear, dark pupils.
The oversized t-shirt was pushed up from his waist, and a hand moved to his waist, pinching it tightly.
Shang Yan's eyes widened in shock, and he froze.
"It's so late, aren't we going to sleep?" He asked somewhat helplessly, trying to pull the fabric that had been pushed up to his chest off, his tail trembling with embarrassment.
Even though he and Zhou Ping had shared a bed over the years, most of the time they would just chat under the covers, and at most they would kiss a couple of times.
Have you ever experienced something like this?
"You can still sleep?" Zhou Ping looked down at him. "I can't sleep..."
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This is my first time writing fanfiction, so in my opinion, Shang Yan and Zhou Ping are the main characters.
Therefore, the story is about the two of them, rather than following the plot of the original Godslayer manga.
Moreover, it's a redemption-themed work of literature; the story begins before everything else happens, so that Pingbao can be saved.
The first hundred chapters will most likely focus on the daily lives of the two main characters, since they are the protagonists. It's impossible to gloss over the many years they've lived together; otherwise, it would seem as if Yu Yu is simply writing about them to follow the original plot of the Godslayer novel.
Moreover, as for Pingbao, I think a simple and peaceful life is just fine. He has found his own path in the mortal world, and that's what I want to write!
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