Chapter 8
[Why is it raining suddenly?]
On the train, Gu Hongying reached out and pretended to touch his head, but in fact he was poking Sanqing who was squatting above his head and invisible to others.
[I feel like there's something wrong with this rain!]
[Sanqing, are you there?]
[Are you there, Sanqing?]
[Sanqing, it’s raining so heavily!]
[Sanqing! Sanqing! Can you hear me? Why are you silent?]
Sanqing: "..."
It moved to the side painfully, avoiding Gu Hongying's fingers.
It was wrong in every way. It shouldn't have kicked Gu Hongying into the examination room with one claw just because it was annoyed by being questioned, leaving him no time to prepare and requiring him to accompany him the whole time. It shouldn't have grabbed Gu Hongying and took his blood for verification on the spot because it suspected that there was something wrong with Kunlun's product, so that there was an additional 24-hour "heart-to-heart communication" between them. It shouldn't have used this temporary function to tell him the rules and stories of the inner world because it was worried that he would be bored during the dozens of hours of driving...
Gu Hongying——He is a chatterbox!!
It has been a long time since Sanqing has said so many words at one time. Gu Hongying is like a walking "hundred thousand whys", with endless questions.
Sanqing's head fell off on top of him, with pain all over its furry face. But it didn't matter. In a few hours, the function of [Telepathy] would end, and its head would be at peace.
On the day Gu Hongying graduates, it will definitely enlarge the scene of Gu Hongying being frightened and running all over the ground on the barren mountain and play it in the auditorium on a loop a hundred times!
[I know you can hear me!]
[Sanqing! Sanqing! Sanqing———]
…here it comes again.
Sanqing's face showed an expression of numbness and pain.
When sending letters from the inner world to the outer world, Sanqing's spiritual power will be suppressed, and it mainly relies on its "talent". Its "talent" makes each letter an anchor point, and it can shuttle back and forth between the anchor points. But it should never, ever, use Gu Hongying's spiritual page as the last anchor point, and because of its own reasons, it is forced to be temporarily bound to Gu Hongying...
[Sanqing! Sanqing! Look at the rain~]
———Look, this is its retribution!!
Sanqing let out a long sigh.
In the surface world where spiritual power is suppressed, every bit of spiritual power that can be mobilized in the body is extremely precious and will not be used easily. On the contrary, these children who have just received the acceptance letters have no reaction to the suppression and their spiritual perception is more acute.
From the degree to which the spirit doll lights up, we can tell that Gu Hongying is quite talented. It is not long since his spiritual power attributes were measured, and his spiritual perception has not yet fully settled, so it is normal for it to be a little sharp.
Sanqing explained the situation to him in his heart.
This kind of rain that seems to be wrong adheres to the surface of the human body, and the body generally feels a little cold. People with weaker resistance may catch a cold and have a fever, but it is not a big threat and there is no need to pay too much attention to it.
[But this rain doesn't seem like the kind that makes people sick.]
Sanqing heard Gu Hongying's thoughts and was serious.
[I can’t explain it, but watching this rain, I feel sad inside, as if something is missing.]
Sanqing's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
It slightly closed its eyes, the red curved feathers on its head trembled rhythmically, and white spots of light invisible to ordinary people emanated from its body.
Time seemed to have passed for a very long time, so long that Gu Hongying felt the three green creatures on his head getting tighter and tighter, and their little claws were subconsciously scratching his hair.
[What happened?]
Gu Hongying asked in his heart.
The three blue ribbons on the top of the head seemed to be stretched even more vigorously.
Gu Hongying gently reached out his hand, plucked the fluffy little bird off its head and held it in his hand.
Gu Hongying, who had been noisy all the way, rarely spoke again. He just held Sanqing, who was trembling for some reason, in his palm.
The fluffy ball in his palm took a very long time to slowly relax and turned into a soft ball in his palm.
Gu Hongying heard its sad voice———
[The last phoenix in the inner world...left.]
Gu Hongying was slightly stunned.
During the conversations with Sanqing along the way, he learned that there is an unwritten rule in the other world that the dead will not mention death, but will only refer to it as "leaving". It seems that on a certain day, at a certain time, at a certain moment, those old friends who are no longer in this world... may come back.
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As soon as Yu Tu walked out of the "background wall", he encountered a torrential rain. Because of the existence of the giant tree in the teahouse, only a few drops of rain fell on the white stone surface. After a few seconds, there were no more than two or three drops of rain.
But across the short bridge, between the short bridge and the gate, there was a heavy rain pouring down from the sky, but when it was about to fall into the mansion, it turned into a misty drizzle, which only slightly wet the white stone floor.
Yu Tu was surprised, but then he thought, this teahouse was unusual in every way, so it didn't seem so strange that the heavy rain had different reactions inside?
The rain was so heavy and Yu Tu didn't bring an umbrella, so he just dragged a chair and sat there waiting for the rain to stop.
The rainstorm lasted for more than an hour. Yu Tu was a little bored and returned to the "background wall". He picked up a book from the dimly lit shelves and took it out. The book was full of obscure ancient characters. Yu Tu didn't understand much, so he checked it on his phone while reading.
Although it was a bit difficult to study like this, Yu Tu became more and more interested as he read, until he heard a knock on the door and was suddenly awakened.
For a moment he didn't realize whether he was in the small building or the teahouse, but he said "Come in" as if it was a conditioned reflex.
The carved wooden door was pushed open, and across the short bridge, Yu Tu saw a slender hand, and then the owner of the hand revealed his full appearance.
This is an extremely beautiful woman, with black hair, white dress, and a pretty face. Her beauty is not an aggressive one, but a gentle one that makes people lose their vigilance.
Maybe it was because it was raining so heavily outside; her hair and skirt were all wet and stuck to her body, making her look so weak and frail, which made people feel pity for her.
Yu Tu didn't have the slightest thought of showing sympathy. He held the ancient book in his hand, and his alertness soared.
Now he just hoped that this strange woman was just lost in the woods, so she knocked on the door and came in to take shelter from the rain, rather than some creature related to the other world.
But obviously, things always tend to go in the worst direction.
When this strange woman came in, she first exclaimed "Huh!", surprised by the drizzle that was completely different from the one outside, and then she smiled with interest.
Yu Tu's heart gradually sank.
Those who come with evil intentions will not come, and those with good intentions will not come.
"Is anyone here?" she asked softly, "Is the owner of this place... here?"
Perhaps because he stared at her for too long, Yu Tu felt his eyes getting hot. He closed his eyes and then opened them again, and saw a heart-stopping scene—
The fragile-looking woman in the white dress had long hair that fell from her shoulders to her waist, past her hips, and then meandered to the ground.
From the black hair that stretched to the ground, there protruded a thick snake tail covered with scales, extending from the short bridge to the outside of the carved gate.
She raised her head, with fangs protruding from under her soft lips. Her eyes, which had turned into the cold, vertical pupils of a snake, stared straight ahead, and her voice was as soft as ever:
"Where is the owner of this place?"
The thick snake tail rubbed against the white stone ground, making a harsh squeaking sound, like a sign that the snake was about to hunt.
After the feeling of his eyes burning slightly passed, what appeared in Yu Tu's eyes again was the weak woman in the white dress who seemed to have no problems.
She stepped onto the short bridge barefoot. The drizzle wet her eyelashes and made her voice softer:
"I want to express my sincere gratitude... for taking me in and sheltering me from the rain."