Chapter 107 What is your Emperor's phone number?
The afternoon sun cast a warm glow on the villa.
Shen Yuepo and Li Yao walked out side by side.
She paused, turned her head, and looked at Li Yao beside her.
After a few seconds of silence, she finally asked the question, her voice very soft:
"Li Yao, do you... still choose revenge?"
Li Yao also stopped walking.
She didn't answer immediately, but tilted her head back slightly, feeling the warm afternoon sun on her face.
The gentle touch of a summer breeze on my hair, the scent of grass and trees in the air...
All of this belongs to the living, breathing human spirit.
A relieved smile slowly bloomed on her face, a smile that looked exceptionally pure in the sunlight.
“Master,” she began softly, her voice calm:
"To be able to live like this for a day, to walk in the sunshine, to feel the wind, to feel the light, to feel the taste of being alive, I... am very happy, really happy."
She paused, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon, her eyes filled with longing and reluctance.
"But... I suddenly don't want to appear in my parents' dreams anymore."
Her voice choked with emotion, “I’m afraid to see their heartbreaking expressions when they find out the truth. I’m afraid they’ll have to endure the pain of losing their daughter again, just like Mrs. Lin. That would be too cruel.”
Upon hearing this, Shen Yuepo didn't say anything more, only uttering a single word, "Okay."
The day after Lin Cheng left, Shen Yuepo did not go to the overpass to set up a stall as usual, but instead let himself stay in his apartment and sleep in.
After waking up, she remembered that she had important things to do today.
That means going out to buy some necessities!
After midnight tonight, it will be the seventh day after Li Yao's death.
After she fulfills her wish, I will immediately set off for Black Wind Pass.
After a quick wash, Shen Yuepo changed into her outdoor clothes, opened the bedroom door, and prepared to go to the living room.
"hiss!"
The moment the door opened, a magnified horse face with wide, bulging eyes was almost right in front of her.
Shen Yuepo's muscles tensed instantly. Before his brain could even process anything, his body had already reacted in battle.
She raised her right hand, and her fingertips had somehow already grasped a thunder talisman, ready to be activated.
"M-My lord, spare my life! Have mercy, my lord!"
The horse's face jerked back, its voice distorting, "I was sent by His Majesty to deliver breakfast to you! I meant no harm! I meant no harm at all!"
While frantically explaining, it hurriedly raised the steaming paper bag in its hand high, holding it in front of its striking horse face as if the paper bag were a shield against lightning.
Upon hearing this, Shen Yuepo abruptly stopped moving.
She looked at the panicked horse face, then at the paper bag that smelled of fried dough sticks, and her mind went blank for a rare moment.
Your Majesty... Breakfast...
She slowly lowered her hand that was holding the thunder talisman, her gaze somewhat unfocused as it fell on the steaming breakfast bag.
Yes…
Yesterday morning, seemingly before Feng Jin left, she casually mentioned, "Could we have the ghost messengers deliver breakfast to me every day?"
I didn't expect him to actually take it seriously?
Seeing that Chen Yuepo had put away the thunder talisman, Ma Mian carefully handed the breakfast bag forward, his tone filled with utmost respect and a hint of barely perceptible grievance:
"My lord, here is your breakfast. The Emperor instructed that you must accept it. I... I have been waiting outside this door for more than half an hour."
It didn't dare say the second half of the sentence: This human being can sleep too much, even more than some of the sleeping old ghosts in the underworld!
As a dignified horse-faced demon general, he actually had to use his magic to maintain the temperature of his breakfast, making his ghostly life incredibly difficult.
Shen Yuepo finally came to his senses.
Looking at the horse-faced man's face, which was filled with the thought that he never wanted to take on this kind of job again, she was momentarily at a loss for words, feeling both amused and exasperated.
She reached out and took the still-warm breakfast bag.
The familiar aroma of fried dough sticks and soy milk wafted into my nostrils.
"Thanks."
Horse-faced was overjoyed and quickly bowed, saying, "You're too kind, sir. It's my honor to serve you! If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
Shen Yuepo nodded.
Horse-faced immediately transformed into a wisp of black smoke, about to vanish into the void.
Just as the black smoke was about to dissipate, Shen Yuepo seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly said, "Wait!"
The black smoke paused, and Horse-Face's bewildered face appeared and disappeared in the smoke: "What else do you need, sir?"
Shen Yuepo looked at it, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "What is your Emperor's mobile phone number?"
The expression on Horse-Face's face instantly became quite interesting, a mixture of "Are you kidding me?" and "Is this for real?"
Its eyes widened even more, and its head shook like a rattle drum:
"My lord, you are too kind! The Emperor..."
"Uh... Let alone the Emperor's phone number, we wouldn't dare to even glance at what kind of magical artifact the Emperor uses! Absolutely not! Absolutely not!"
Having said that, as if afraid that Shen Yuepo would ask some outrageous question, the black smoke suddenly contracted and disappeared completely into the air.
Shen Yuepo stood there, looking down at the bag in her hand, then at the spot where Mamian had disappeared, and remained silent for a long time.
When she got Feng Jin a SIM card, she didn't save his number at all.
At that time, she never imagined that she would take the initiative to contact him.
And the ashes...
Given his personality, it's even less likely that he would take the initiative to give her his number.
Shen Yuepo walked to the dining table and placed the breakfast bag on it.
Take out the still-warm fried dough sticks and soy milk, and eat them slowly.
The taste is the same as yesterday, yet it also seems different.
After breakfast, Shen Yuepo went to a nearby outdoor equipment store to select and purchase some thick, warm clothing, mountaineering gear, and necessary dry food and water.
Black Wind Pass is a place of bone-chilling cold and disordered geomagnetism, so we must be fully prepared.
After finishing my shopping, I returned to my apartment.
Shen Yuepo sorted out the newly purchased items and placed them into the Reincarnation Ring.
At the stroke of midnight, Li Yao's resentment was at its peak.
Shen Yuepo sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, closed her eyes and regulated her breathing, adjusting herself to her best state.
The room was silent, save for the regular ticking of the wall clock, which ticked away each second as midnight approached.
Meanwhile, beneath the Nine Netherworlds, in the Fengdu Palace.
The air was thick with the eerie atmosphere of the underworld, and the main hall was empty and solemn, with only the ghostly flames hanging high above emitting a cold light.
Behind the enormous table, Feng Jin, dressed in a dark imperial robe and with his hair bound by a jade crown, sat upright.
Before him lay a mountain of jade slips and documents, the scrolls of the myriad ghosts of the underworld whose reincarnations he needed to review.
Shen Tu is still developing the electronic case file function, while Feng Jin can only look at the paper-based reviews for the time being.
He held a vermilion brush encircled by dark gold runes and reviewed them one by one.
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