Chapter 136 Conspiracy

Will he die miserably?

Ji Lisheng's hands were shaking.

The black letters on the white name tag were square, but in Ji Lisheng's eyes, they looked particularly distorted and incredible.

Is it too late to run now?

The conclusion is that it is too late.

Ji Lisheng could even clearly feel the movement of his Adam's apple. The sound of him swallowing saliva was so light, but in his heart, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Not far away, about ten meters away from Ji Lisheng, He Jingtong was standing there looking at him.

After discovering the anomaly, He Jingtong deliberately magnified his perception and immediately found Ji Lisheng hiding behind the tree.

At this moment, the boy's eyes were calm and unperturbed, just like today's weather, neither wind nor rain.

But the problem is that this is also how it is usually described as the last calm before the storm.

Ji Lisheng's mentality collapsed and his face was full of dejection.

"I……"

"Is your ability an exchange?" He Jingtong took out the leaf fragments from his pocket, stacked three pieces together and twisted them between his fingers, showing them in a fan shape.

"I didn't mean it!" Ji Lisheng felt that his speech speed had never been so fast before.

He knew very well that what he called "half-hearted" was actually the only choice.

How can we possibly win?

Yaoli is a school with a prominent theoretical foundation. Before Ji Lisheng used [Exchange] to exchange for the brand name, he also thought about the probability of his brand name being exchanged within three times.

As a result, not only did I lose all the three consecutive hairs, I even got He Jingtong's brand name instead...

Your own brand name is so important, but other people’s brand names can be snatched away at any time… so shouldn’t these things be kept separate?! Why are they put together?

The roar in his heart was earth-shaking, but Ji Lisheng responded to He Jingtong's words very obediently: "It was an exchange, that's right."

"Generally, if you want to get a specific object, you have to choose something of similar size to exchange with it."

Ji Lisheng shrank his neck, looking like a quail.

"Well... can I return your name tag to you now? Just pretend I was never here. Anyway, I will be eliminated in about an hour..."

"Then can we do it by exchanging people?" He Jingtong and Ji Lisheng spoke at the same time.

The two people have completely different focuses.

After Ji Lisheng said a lot of things, he realized belatedly that He Jingtong didn't seem to intend to take back the brand name directly.

Ji Lisheng had a question mark in his mind, but he didn't dare to ask back. He said in a particularly cautious tone: "Theoretically, it can be done, but I haven't tried it. I always feel that the behavior of designating someone to exchange with another person is very impolite..."

"And if I were to exchange myself, for example, if I were to exchange you with me, even if I did, it wouldn't change the fact that it wasn't difficult for you to catch up with me."

Ji Lisheng's face now looked like a bitter gourd that had been picked several days ago and had become wilted.

"Then if I use this ability to designate myself to exchange with a spirit, will those powerful lone spirits be directly transferred to be surrounded by a group of spiritualists?"

He Jingtong remained calm and patiently asked what he wanted to know.

Ji Lisheng answered with a dull look in his eyes: "I haven't tried it."

"The ability to exchange is just a supplement. I rarely think about what other functions it has."

"When fighting against ghosts, we usually use some fighting techniques taught in school. As for the exchanges between people, let's not talk about whether we can do it or not—"

"Even if I really did it, if I still used it and it was easy to use, I can't guarantee that when I face the spirit and there is a high possibility of being injured, I will switch to someone else to help me block the knife."

After talking about the characteristics related to Yaoli School, Ji Lisheng seemed to have opened his mouth.

"People are like that. When faced with an emergency, they will definitely think about how to protect themselves first."

"And if I use the ability to exchange, my self-protection may very well turn into harming others."

I didn't expect that certain uses were the good influence of the social environment. Even if I really imagined it, Ji Lisheng would not choose to use it.

He couldn't imagine a scene of people fighting against each other. All he could imagine was a fight between people and spirits.

"You're thinking long-term." Jian Zirui clasped her hands across her chest, her tone neither rising nor falling.

"Instead of thinking about the possibility of causing harm to others when encountering danger, why not think about controlling your own abilities and mixing them into combat habits to maximize their effectiveness? Wouldn't that naturally avoid the danger?"

"Looking at your thick eyebrows and big eyes, I didn't expect you to be a pessimist."

Jian Zirui stated the extremely sharp facts in a calm tone.

Ji Lisheng sincerely felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart.

"...Well, I can't just say that it's obviously my own ability, but I never thought of using it on others." Ji Lisheng's face became even more bitter.

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When he was in the first year of high school, the underage psychic was thinking that he had finally evolved from an ordinary person into a super-powered person with special abilities.

But by the time I was in the second year of high school, I understood completely that even if you have super powers, you still have to go to school honestly.

Besides, spiritual masters are not the so-called super powers.

As a student, just study hard.

Ji Lisheng believed that he had rich theoretical experience and could ensure precise control when using soul power without wasting a single cent, but this did not prevent him from having no imagination.

"Anyway, thank you for providing me with a new way to use my abilities." Ji Lisheng raised his hand sheepishly, trying to scratch the back of his head to ease the embarrassment, but in the blink of an eye he saw the name tag on his palm...

It's over, it's even more embarrassing.

Ji Lisheng gave up and simply closed his eyes. He held the small name tag in both hands, just like a high school boy confessing his love to a girl in a Japanese drama, and bent down heavily, presenting the name tag in both hands.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done such a stupid thing. I shouldn't have been too embarrassed even if I lost a fair fight with you. And I chose to use the exchange ability to steal the name tag in your hand... In the final analysis, it was also a wrong act of theft. Please forgive my mistake!"

"Pfft." Jian Zirui turned her head to the side, covered her mouth with her hands, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Afterwards, she coughed lightly and turned her head to look at He Jingtong beside her...

I don’t know why, although there is still no expression on his face, Jian Zirui feels seven parts speechless and three parts helpless at this moment.

I want to laugh even more.

Jian Zirui's shoulders trembled slightly.

Although He Jingtong would also play games with Qi Xueyi, his style was always serious and persistent.

It is harder to see He Jingtong being lively than to see Qi Xueyi stop talking.

"...I always feel it would be weird if I say I forgive you now." He Jingtong sighed.

"It would probably be much better to just fight it out and use the results of the game to determine who will ultimately win."

As long as he is not embarrassed, the only one who will be embarrassed will be Ji Lisheng.

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After that, the battle begins.

The manga’s deliberately wide-angle lens, the depiction of the sea and the coconut palms, and the two people standing on the beach facing each other…

Bullet screen comments: [It would be unreasonable if there wasn't a huge, earth-shattering battle, hahaha. 】

[Is it possible that during the fight, Ji Lisheng took advantage of the exchange, and He Jingtong happened to release the thunder, which ended up striking himself? ]

【There is a picture. 】

[I can take damage in battle! 】

However, readers who clicked on the next page could only see that as soon as Jian Zirui announced the start of the match as the referee, Ji Lisheng shouted in an absurdly loud voice: "I give up! I give up!! I give up--!" As long as he threw fast enough, the beatings could not catch up with him.

As for the mimic birds that were blown away in the woods in the distance, Ji Lisheng just ignored them.

As human beings, we have to have some cunningness, whether it is a derogatory cunning or a positive smartness.

Bullet screen: […Although I expected this, but you threw it too quickly, little chicken!]

【It’s so funny.】

[I have seen all kinds of scenes, but I have never seen such a sliding kneel scene.]

Does Ji Lisheng need to know what people from another dimension think of him? Even if he does, he won’t care.

Along with the trembling laughter that Jian Zirui couldn't control leaking out of her throat, the voices of the girls who were willing and happy to play the supporting role at this time also rang out.

"He Jingtong wins this battle."

Ji Lisheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, walked to He Jingtong's side, and took the initiative to put the name tag into his pocket.

The moment he put it in, Ji Lisheng felt a sense of relief as if the dust had settled.

So comfortable!

This island, this sea, this beach, this forest...

All of these things seem to be filtered through a beautifying filter.

Ji Lisheng said to He Jingtong in a relaxed manner: "Congratulations on your victory."

He Jingtong: “…”

He wordlessly took out Ji Lisheng's bag from the pile of brand-name items in his pocket and threw it away decisively.

Finally, He Jingtong faced Ji Lisheng's moved gaze, adjusted his body stiffly, and walked back the way he came.

At the edge of the beach, Gu Qi pulled up a rotten wood from somewhere, placed it on the beach, and then leaned against it, looking lazy and relaxed.

When they came back, Gu Qi asked, "What are you having for lunch today?"

…

It is still uncertain what the people on the island will eat for lunch. Qi Xueyi, who contacted Liu Shuyu in the morning with a box of milk, finally received a reply at this time.

The question he raised was, if the transformation into spirits could not be reversed, then is it possible to remove the part of the soul that has already been transformed?

Liu Shuyu replied with the following conclusion: "This is indeed a possibility, but whether it can be successful or not still needs to be tried first."

When the two talked about this possibility, their attitudes were very natural.

This is probably because Qi Xueyi’s healing ability starts from the soul.

Therefore, this topic, which seems terrifying from various angles, is a reasonable conjecture to save He Jingtong for the two of them.

Although it is only a possibility at the moment.

As Qi Xueyi threw the milk carton into the trash can, he typed again, asking if there were any other, existing means besides his hypothesis.

Liu Shuyu replied that she has been trying hard to contact people from all walks of life recently.

He Jingtong's information has not been publicized. But if you want to investigate his basic situation, as long as you are a spiritual master, you can usually get his experience report in the past few months.

It may be difficult to like such a teenager, and he may not be willing to expend his own resources to provide help, but it is also impossible to hate him.

As for the academy, Liu Shuyu's paradise was created by the experimenters, the official level, and even... the He family. They are actually working hard.

If there is something that can help or even alleviate He Jingtong's symptoms, they are willing to provide corresponding value in exchange, rather than taking other people's treasures for free.

It's just a pity that there really hasn't been any progress.

Even the investigation of the traces of the alien spirit Fu Zexun and the search for his hiding place has come to a standstill...

Liu Shuyu held her phone with a dull look on her face. One of her teammates, Lu Xue, asked her, "What did you see that made you look like that?"

Liu Shuyu replied: "Nothing."

About half an hour later, whether it was a coincidence or the previous preparations, he finally got his due reward. Liu Shuyu suddenly received a message from his subordinates saying that someone had contacted him and wanted to provide him with an ancestral treasure with the power of purification.

Liu Shuyu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately asked his subordinates: "What exactly did they say? Is the item real or fake? What does the person who provided the item need? Has the source been confirmed? Is there any problem with the item?"

Lu Xue next to him twitched her lips and said, "Since you have so many questions, why not go and take a look yourself."

"You're right." Liu Shuyu nodded in approval, and then took the initiative to meet the person who provided the things.

In Liu Shuyu's eyes, the visitor looked ordinary, his movements were a little awkward, and his eyes were evasive.

Liu Shuyu's heart sank, but she still put on a polite smile and asked, "Did you bring the things?"

"I brought it, I brought it." The young man, who looked to be about thirty years old, picked up the box that was originally placed at his feet.

There were a lot of auspicious cloud patterns on the bright yellow box wrapped in red cloth. When it was opened, it was discovered that there was a statue of an immortal god inside, whose identity could not be identified.

However, just by looking at the clothes and the willow branch he held, as well as the smoothness and warmth of the carved marks on the statue, Liu Shuyu was more or less certain that this thing did have a purifying effect.

As soon as it was taken out, the air in this meeting room became much fresher.

Liu Shuyu suppressed all the questions about the origin of the things in his heart and just said, "So what do you plan to exchange for such a statue?"

"As long as we can provide it, we will do our best to provide it to you."

"You're so polite!" The man was visibly flustered, and then he said, "I don't want anything particularly expensive, I just want money."

"Although this thing has some purification effect, it's hard to say whether it can help the child. And I'm in urgent need of money..."

"If it wasn't like that, I wouldn't be trading it."

"As for how much money I want... one million, how about one million? Eight hundred thousand is also fine." There was obvious desire in the man's eyes.

Liu Shuyu said, "As for money, we can indeed provide it. But we also need your contact information, and we may visit you later..."

"Okay, okay...all is fine." The man responded repeatedly.

Afterwards, the transaction was temporarily suspended when Liu Shuyu transferred one million yuan.

Although she privately asked someone to investigate the man's basic situation.

As for the men...

He faced He Yuchen.

To be honest, the man is the mysterious person whose name was previously unknown.

The reason why he chose to send out something like this, which would appear purified during the day but seductive at night, is that this man can't wait to see He Jingtong become a spirit.

Because only when He Jingtong becomes a spirit can he truly have the qualifications to become a legend.

Shouldn't the most powerful spirit be the one who opens the door to a new world?

This thought was brewing in my mind. When I faced He Yuchen's question: "This matter can obviously be done by others, why do you want to go there in person? What if you get exposed?"

He just replied: "My identity has never been exposed."

"As for the cowardice she displayed... what could be more worthy of her trust than the intelligence that Liu Shuyu personally investigated?"

"Also, remember to contact the alien spirit Fu Zexun yourself. You are the one who inherited your father's will and wants to promote the arrival of the new world, not me, a marginal person."

"All I can do is act like a younger brother and make sure Liu Shuyu will hand the statue over to He Jingtong."

"How to make He Jingtong transform into a spirit more quickly is a matter between you and the spirit Fu Zexun."

He Yuchen remained silent, his young face full of gloom, until he said in a hoarse and dry voice: "Yes, I understand..."

"teacher."

"I will never let my father down."

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The cowardly man who measured the purified treasure in terms of economic value chose to offer this heirloom in exchange for money because he had recently borrowed a large sum of money at high interest rates to gamble.

Tear down the east wall and repair the west wall. Even if the ancestors say that the statue cannot be traded, how can the dead control the living?

——He was a man who was incompetent and ashamed of his own behavior.

He is also a self-helper who wants to sell the gift from his ancestors in an attempt to return to normal life.

This is the summary of the information Liu Shuyu finally obtained from his subordinates.

However, after getting the things, Liu Shuyu did not rush to deliver them to He Jingtong immediately. Instead, he carefully found many professionals to check them and even took an X-ray of the statue.

The person doing the inspection was muttering whether this was disrespectful, while giving an accurate conclusion.

Everything was ready. Liu Shuyu looked at the statue that was put back into the box, and the string in her mind that had been tense for some time relaxed a lot.

She let out a breath, tied it up again with red cloth, and placed it steadily on the table in the reception room. Then, Liu Shuyu turned and left.

late at night.

No matter how much one likes to stay up late, it is almost time to go to bed. The statue emitted a foul smell that lasted for an hour.

If the air quality in the room where the statue is placed is excellent during the day, then this one hour at night is enough to turn the indoor air into a swamp. Although there is no odor or dirt, it is dirty enough.

Everything was silent.

When He Jingtong and Jian Zirui, who were staying on the island in the submarine space, were preparing to spend the second night in preparation for the competition tomorrow, He Yuchen contacted the alien spirit Fu Zexun.

It was still the same laboratory that was broadcasting the live broadcast.

Only this time, between the two alien spirits, there was a human being named He Yuchen.

He Yuchen was not without the fear that he would be killed by the spirits, but along with this fear came the thought that one day he would become a powerful spirit like them.

Whether it is immortality, or the transformation from a weak mortal body to a power that can easily destroy the world, those will be within his grasp sooner or later.

He Yuchen clenched his fists and said politely, "What are your plans for the future? My teacher has already given the statue to Liu Shuyu, so it will be a long time before it is handed over to He Jingtong."

The alien spirit Fu Zexun took off his glasses and leaned against the laboratory table.

On the laboratory table beside me, which was illuminated by the incandescent light and was dazzling, was a strange creature that was half human and half ghost...

It can no longer be called a human, but it is not a complete alien spirit either.

He endures the pain of human cognition, and is also aware of the original sin that cannot be abandoned or blocked as a spirit.

Silent screams were everywhere, but what actually appeared was just saliva flowing from the mouth and a dead look in the eyes.

He Yuchen didn't have any feelings about this and didn't feel afraid. He took one look and then looked away, not taking it to heart at all.

He looked at the alien spirit Fu Zexun with a twisted desire for knowledge in his eyes.

In response to his question, the alien spirit Fu Zexun did not keep the secret and asked directly: "What kind of person do you think Qi Xueyi is?"

He Yuchen didn't understand.

The alien spirit Fu Zexun laughed. He dropped the scalpel in his hand that was originally used to cut the tissue, slowly took off his gloves and placed it casually on the laboratory table.

He just said, "If a person like that knew there was something that could relieve He Jingtong's symptoms and reduce his pain, do you think he would really be able to patiently wait for Liu Shuyu to bring the thing to him?"

“Not necessarily.”

At this moment, the eyeballs of the alien spirit Fu Zexun looked more like two stones deliberately embedded in it, reflecting the incandescent light.

Like a tool.

"I want Qi Xueyi to hand the statue over to He Jingtong personally."

"The alien Qi Yuan is not dead yet, right?"

"She still has some strengths that are worth using." The ambiguous and sticky voice of the alien spirit Fu Zexun was like blood mixed with thick syrup.

"Last time, Qi Xueyi had a hard time deciding whether to choose his inhuman relative or He Jingtong, his short-term companion - but this time, I want him to choose He Jingtong."

"Whether he chooses He Jingtong or not, it will be a harm to the artificial spiritualist."

The alien spirit Fu Zexun raised his eyelids and looked at He Yuchen who was shaking unconsciously and sneered: "Ha."

"Do you think we should achieve the goal of killing He Wanjin first, or indirectly accelerate the process of He Jingtong becoming a spirit so that other humans can cancel the contract that will definitely lead to He Jingtong's death--"!