Chapter 664 Emperor Ying's Wrath [12 Updates]
Job was very anxious after making the call.
Previously, due to his health condition, Nishizawa would sleep for a long time every month.
But such a thing has never happened.
What exactly happened?
**
When Xize woke up again, it was already evening.
He sat up, leaning on the bed for support, still feeling dizzy as if he had been hit with a dozen sticks.
Xize couldn't help but hiss and mutter, "Who hit me?"
A cool, gentle voice sounded in his ear: "Still dizzy?"
Xize was a little taken aback.
Ying Zijing spoke slowly, then said again, "Xize, look at me."
Xize snapped out of his daze, still somewhat confused. He looked up blankly and asked, "Boss?"
What's his boss doing here?
What just happened?
Job, still shaken, said, "Master, you fainted this morning, and the medical equipment couldn't find out what was wrong with you."
"It was I who called Miss Ying here and treated you, which is why you woke up."
He watched Ying Zijin treat Xize, and found that she did not use the gold and silver needles commonly used in ancient medicine, but only a deck of tarot cards.
Job was also confused.
I don't understand what's going on at all.
"Ah, boss, I'm sorry to trouble you again." Xize rubbed his temples, his voice tinged with fatigue. "My health is probably getting worse and worse."
Alchemy altered the rate of cell division, but one day all cells will die.
Xize knew that day would be his death day.
“It’s not that your body is weak.” Ying Zijing raised her eyes. “You’ve been cursed, and you didn’t know?”
Xize snapped to his senses, startled: "A curse?"
The term "casting spells" is a Western concept; in China, it's called "煞" (sha).
Both are essentially the same: a curse.
Ying Zijin nodded: "Who did you meet after the ball?"
Xize was still a little disoriented. He tried hard to recall: "Besides your boyfriend and his employee, I haven't seen anyone else. What's going on here...?"
He held his head, trying to shake off the dizziness.
"Bear with it for now. It's just been relieved, so it'll take a while to fully recover," Ying Zijing said calmly. "You don't need to think about it. I'll take a look myself."
She rearranged the tarot cards and quickly selected three cards.
Xize knew nothing about divination and could only watch.
A dozen seconds later, Ying Zijing narrowed her eyes slightly: "Your skills are not bad."
A typical fortune teller needs the target's birth date and time before they can cast a spell.
No one knows Caesar's true birth date except for her and Norton.
Even so, he was still under a curse.
The diviner who proved the use of incantations was on par with the Fifth River in terms of ability.
They are definitely veterans.
"Boss, what kind of spell did she cast on me?" Xize took a slow breath. "I have no strength left in my body."
“In China, it’s called ‘Peach Blossom Curse’,” Ying Zijin said. “If you’re cursed by Peach Blossom Curse, you can only have contact with one woman in your entire life. If you stay too far away from her, your physical functions will continue to decline.”
"At the same time, you will slowly fall in love with her and be able to live only by depending on her."
Xize broke out in a cold sweat: "That terrifying?"
What's the difference between this and a puppet?
"Yes, Peach Blossom Curse is very common. Most people would just think they're sick and wouldn't think of anything else," Ying Zijin said calmly. "However, you've been afflicted with the most severe Peach Blossom Curse, so the reaction will be quite strong."
Xize pressed his head, looking weak and listless: "Boss, is this the reason you figured out I don't have a girlfriend?"
“No, it was an accident.” Ying Zijing stood up, raising an eyebrow. “Besides, you might have a girlfriend.”
Xize was taken aback and looked up.
Ying Zijin had already pushed open the door and left.
"Boss, where are you going? You haven't finished speaking yet."
The girl's voice drifted from afar, cold and icy: "I'll avenge you."
Xize paused for a moment, as those words pulled him back to a hundred years ago.
He was also bullied at the time, and his boss said those four words, then left the bully in front of him.
So from that moment on, he made a vow.
He will follow Ying Zijin to the death for the rest of his life.
Never abandon him, never give up on him, until the end of his life.
It turns out that after all these years, nothing has changed.
Xize leaned against the bed, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his head: "Job, what do you think my boss meant by that?"
Which sentence?
"He said I might have a girlfriend."
This sentence made Xize take it very seriously.
“Uh…” Job paused, then gently advised, “Master, you should take care of your health first. With your current physical condition, even Miss Rita, who danced with you the day before yesterday, could probably knock you over with one hand.”
Nishizawa: "..."
He pulled the blanket over his head, looking dejected.
**
It was very late at night.
Many of the lights in the town were turned off.
Inside the wooden house, the old woman was still awake.
She was wearing reading glasses and reading a book under the lamplight.
Holly wasn't there tonight; only the old woman was there.
The heavy wooden door suddenly creaked, but no footsteps came.
The old woman's expression changed: "Who?!"
She turned her head sharply, and the lights in the room blazed on, illuminating the girl's stunningly beautiful face.
The girl was extremely beautiful, with an aggressive beauty that was very intimidating.
The old woman narrowed her eyes, but showed no fear, and relaxed her body: "Who do we have here? It's just a little girl, and from the East at that. What a rare guest!"
She once clashed with a fortune teller from the East, and both were severely injured, with neither gaining any advantage.
It must be admitted that when it comes to divination and fortune telling, the East is still the strongest.
But how strong can a girl who isn't even twenty years old be?
"Young lady, didn't your elders tell you not to mess with me?" The old woman slowly stood up, her dark green pupils flashing with a sharp light. "What, you've become a fortune teller, and no one has told you my name?"
Anyone who trespasses into her territory will be met with no mercy, regardless of who Ying Zijing's teacher is.
“Freya Jones,” Ying Zijing said calmly. “I know your name. Your ancestors were all fortune tellers, but unfortunately they were branded as ‘witches’ in the Middle Ages and were all slaughtered by the Inquisition.”
"Because you are a descendant of a collateral branch, you escaped this calamity and began to study evil divination techniques to enhance your abilities. Now, you have also become a 'witch'."
"Shut up!" The old woman's expression changed instantly. "What nonsense are you spouting? What witch?!"
Diviners are most averse to being called "witch," as it reminds them of the more than three-hundred-year-long hunt for witches.
The old woman was acting out of guilt, because she hadn't followed the right path.
"You must be a relatively new practitioner, right? Do you know the Divine Fortune Teller?" The old woman sneered. "He predicted long ago that all witches and sorcerers would be wiped out by 1780. What witches are you talking about?"
“By casting the Peach Blossom Curse, you have also shortened your lifespan considerably.” Ying Zijin’s eyelashes drooped. “Furthermore, the karma you altered will have another portion of its negative effects fall back on your family.”
"You're spouting nonsense again. It seems your skills are lacking. Yes, I did cast a Peach Blossom Curse on that Xize guy." The old woman scoffed. "What, you like him too? So you came all this way in person?"
"I'm really sorry, but I'll help my granddaughter get the man she's set her sights on."
The old lady walked in step by step: "Young lady, before I get angry, I advise you to leave here, otherwise you won't be able to leave in a while."
Ying Zijing said calmly, "You can give it a try."
The old woman's face darkened: "You don't know what's good for you!"
She held three tarot cards in her hand and raised her hand.
A breeze was blowing in from the window, causing the candlelight to flicker wildly.
Everything was eerily quiet.
But the next second, before she could even make a move, the old woman suddenly noticed something was wrong.
Her divination abilities vanished at that moment.
The old woman was filled with shock and horror.
She could sense that this was not an ordinary disappearance.
This is absolute dominance within the same field!
Only a diviner whose abilities far surpass hers could suppress her to the point that even her divination abilities disappear.
Even in China, there wasn't a single fortune teller who could completely suppress her.
The old woman looked up abruptly, an unbelievable thought surfacing in her mind: "No...it's impossible, you...you can't be..."
"You've got some nerve," Ying Zijing said calmly. "A fortune teller from O Continent dares to cast a divination spell on someone I'm protecting."
She gave a cold laugh, her eyes icy: "Even your ancestors wouldn't have the guts."
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