Chapter 25 The Itchy Master and the Puppet
It was just the right time for lunch, and the entire charity hall, except for the dining hall, was basically empty.
On the stone table in the yard was the food that Fu Xiaoqi had sent. It seemed that he had not given up yet.
It was a plump roast chicken, but Yin Zhiyi had no time to care about it at the moment.
The short blade gleamed silver in the sun, and looked exquisitely made and very beautiful.
Accompanying it is a touch of solemn coldness.
Her mind was racing, and she pretended to be confused: "What are you asking? Just sweep the floor, why are you suddenly grabbing a knife?"
She tried to snatch the knife from Yan Shiman's hand.
As a result, nothing happened.
So embarrassing.
[It’s over, the character of the gentle male duo is really going to collapse completely! 】
[This is to silence the witness!] 】
Yan Shi pretended not to hear anything and looked at Yin Zhiyi's hand with a half-smile.
The slender, porcelain-white fingertips had turned a little paler due to the force applied, but this did not affect the jade-like texture of the hands at all.
But these hands are not as cold as jade, they are warm.
Last time, she also used this hand to force him to eat the pear-flavored fruit candy, and the warm hand suddenly left after touching his lips.
——Just like now.
When the warm touch left, Yan Shiman only felt an itch in his heart.
Want to break.
Then hide.
Yan Shiman's Adam's apple rolled, but wasn't the purpose of him removing the evil spirit just to make every inch of this puppet's skin perfect?
Anyway, she didn't know the whereabouts of the Peacock Feather, so it was useless to keep it. It would be better to make it into a puppet.
Moreover, he has never been a person who gives up halfway.
Yin Zhiyi felt inexplicably frightened, but strangely, she actually saw a bit of satisfaction in Yan Shiman's inexplicable look.
That’s right, satisfaction.
She curled her fingertips, and the next second, she noticed something strange in the palm of her hand.
Yin Zhiyi exclaimed: "Yan Shiman! What happened to your hand?!"
"Why is there so much blood?"
Yan Shiman didn't seem to expect that at this time, she still had the leisure to care about this.
Sure enough, this sound did divert his attention slightly.
Of course Yin Zhiyi knew that she did it on purpose.
Her other hand, hidden in her sleeve, was tightly grasping the lightning talisman. She had indeed previously been prejudiced and misjudged the strength of the second male lead. Now it seems that even if Yan Shiman had not become a disciple of the Northern School Heavenly Master, his strength was not weak!
During this period of time, she has gotten along well with the original owner's body, and the evil spirit has been resolved, so she has recovered at least 70% of her original strength.
but……
"Miss, you care about me? In the past half month, Miss has changed a lot."
He raised his palm, and the wound actually began to heal slowly. Although it was extremely slow, it was so obvious that Yin Zhiyi could hardly ignore it.
This is obviously not the healing ability that a normal person should have.
She had a premonition that if she didn't say something, Yan Shiman would say something.
Or, do something directly.
She decided to take a gamble.
When she met those dark eyes, her hand holding the talisman paper suddenly loosened. Her sixth sense told her that breaking up was not the best solution at the moment.
Yan Shiman's eyes were dark as he glanced over the girl's wide sleeves.
Waiting for her to make a move.
Of course he heard Yin Zhiyi's thoughts, but even if he didn't, he wouldn't be worried.
After all, he never does anything without certainty.
The antidote just now contained his blood, but his blood was both an antidote and a poison.
Feeding with his blood is the first step in creating a puppet.
As for puppets, they have no right to attack their masters.
A gentle smile appeared on his face, but the next second his smile froze at the corner of his mouth.
Having learned from the previous experience, Yin Zhiyi used all his strength to pull the knife out of Yan Shiman's hand.
Unfortunately, she also had a bright red scratch on her hand.
The cut was shallow, but painful enough.
Yin Zhiyi couldn't help but: "Hiss!"
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: [What a sharp knife! 】
But now is obviously not the time to sigh.
Feeling the burning in her palms, Yin Zhiyi learned her lesson. If she had exercised every day in the past and still had a body with a six-pack, she wouldn't have had to work so hard. After overcoming the current crisis, she must put strengthening her physical fitness on the agenda.
She grasped Yan Shiman's injured hand, and lied with a distressed look on her face: "Of course I care about you, you are my bodyguard, if I don't care about you, who should I care about?"
What kind of person is not a person? Go to hell.
[The original owner was really stupid and bad. I have to pay back the debt he owed. 】
Yan Shiman didn't say anything, but just looked at her quietly. When his eyes moved to the red marks on the palm of her hand, he frowned slightly.
Yin Zhiyi fixed his eyes on the roast chicken on the stone table, and pulled the knife away without blushing or beating his heart. He said kindly: "You took out this knife to cut the roast chicken, right? It's really fast."
Cutting the chicken is such an epic lame excuse.
But at the moment, Yin Zhiyi really couldn't find a better reason.
After saying that, he reached into his sleeves twice, but didn't feel any gauze, only a handkerchief.
There is also a gorgeous peony embroidered on it.
She thought for a moment, folded the handkerchief into a triangle shape, and without caring about the wound on the palm of her hand, she began to bandage Yan Shiman.
Yin Zhiyi's face has a somewhat aggressive beauty, but her profile seems to have a completely different temperament.
It was gentle under the hazy sunshine.
Same with her hands.
Yan Shiman was stunned.
The hand that was about to be pulled out paused.
The gentleness of the profile overlaps in my memory. Perhaps it is the only bit of warmth, or maybe that memory has already turned around in my mind thousands of times.
For some reason, even if it was just a pretense, Yan Shiman didn't want to break it.
Until the voice of the heart rings.
[I'm almost pretending to be a blind and deaf fool. It's rude of you to still want to kill me. 】
Yan Shiman: ...
After all, the second male lead can be regarded as the most humble and reasonable person in the book. Of course, this was Yin Zhiyi's filter for his personality before he discovered that Yan Shiman was an evil cultivator.
[However, apart from the fact that he wanted to kill me, the second male lead’s character has indeed always been quite gentle. 】
Doesn't this count as a breakdown of character?
After all, the original owner was indeed a bad person. After the dream, she could vaguely recall some of the original owner's memories in her mind.
These memories are definitely bloody.
A feeling of pity suddenly arose in her heart, but it did not last long.
[I'd better worry about myself first.] 】
She didn't think that she would definitely lose to the second male lead, but she didn't want both sides to suffer losses or to suffer the consequences.
She wanted to complete the mission and return to her own world.
This was the first time that Yan Shiman met someone like Yin Zhiyi. In the past, there were many people who pretended to be nice to him and then tried to win by surprise, or there were people who were spineless and knelt down to beg him. Without exception, they all died at his hands.
But this is the first time I have met someone who acts stupid.
Perhaps the red marks on her hands were too glaring, and Yan Shiman was a perfectionist.
A light laugh escaped his lips, and the next second, all the coldness around him dissipated.
"Cut the chicken?"
He chewed on the two words and did not refute.
Yin Zhiyi just thought that he agreed.
The previous murderous intent seemed to be just an illusion.
[Do you believe it so?] 】
Yan Shiman said gently: "Miss's hand is also injured, let me apply some medicine to you."
It seemed to have returned to its previous state.
The second male lead is still soft-hearted and is actually moved by her.
Yin Zhiyi found it a little hard to believe, but since it was clearly a good thing, she felt inexplicably upset.
It goes without saying that the second male lead is very insightful. What does this show? This means that Yan Shiman really believed her pretending to be stupid, so, in Yan Shiman's eyes, how low must her IQ be?
However, her task, at the moment, is extremely difficult.
It’s better to strike while the iron is hot.
This will also prevent Yan Shiman from having murderous intentions from time to time in the future.
"Wait, Yan Shiman!"
Seeing that he was about to go back to his room to get medicine for his injuries, Yin Zhiyi spoke up quickly.
Her eyes were very sincere, and it was the same when she became a disciple.
"I know I did a lot of bad things to you in the past, but - that was in the past, and you know that people change."
"I have deeply realized my mistake, and I will definitely make it up to you seriously in the future."
Yin Zhiyi said a long string of words in one breath, which could be regarded as taking the blame for the original owner.
Now that things have come to this, it's only natural to apologize.
"I'm so sorry about what happened before."
This was what the original owner owed Yan Shiman, but now she had to do it for him.
Yan Shiman's eyes changed color slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, making it impossible to tell his expression.
Yin Zhiyi didn't expect Yan Shiman to forgive her immediately after she apologized. After all, no one stipulated that an apology must be accepted and the victim must forgive.
Sure enough, Yan Shiman did not answer.
Until he took out the medicine.
With interest in his eyes, he asked, "What is the compensation you are talking about, Miss?"
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The clouds were inky black and heavy rain was pouring down.
Raindrops fell in front of the eaves, forming a curtain, and the breeze through the hall brought slightly cool water vapor.
A stern voice sounded: "Idiot! Did I warn you not to take those people's things?"
Yin Zhiyi was a little curious. It was lunch time, and logically, no one else would come to this cubicle.
It turned out to be the little boy who had fallen in front of her before.
Standing opposite him was a young man in gray cloth, with a sharp bone structure and handsome features.
The young man looked surprised and snatched something from the little boy.
"Brother Linzhou, it's not..."
Before the tiny child's voice could explain something, Yin Zhiyi heard a clanging sound coming from the cabinet beside her.
A gray purse fell to the ground, and then a pale yellow fruit candy rolled to Yin Zhiyi's feet.
Pear flavor.
Fu Linzhou said coldly: "Do you think He Xi and the others are good people? Don't think he really wants to send you to Xianyun County to be adopted!"
Amu was so frightened that he trembled and stared blankly at the angry face of the young man in front of him.
"Amu, do you remember who saved you?"
"Fu... Fu Hall Master."
Fu Linzhou's eyes were filled with paranoia: "Yes, he is my father, so, Amu, we should repay our gratitude."
"I know, Brother Linzhou, Master Fu is the best person in the world."
Hearing this, Fu Linzhou nodded with satisfaction, and his previous worries were instantly swept away.
But I don’t know what he was thinking about, his face showed a bit of coldness again.
"It's a pity that my sister is not as well behaved as you, you ungrateful and ungrateful bastard!"
"She broke free on the way to the altar last time. This time, I won't be so lucky."
When Amu heard this, his body shook involuntarily.
Fu Linzhou's eyes flashed with viciousness. He touched Amu's head and seemed to have regained his sanity. He said in a calm tone, "Be good, your father's revenge will be avenged soon."
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