Super détecteur de fantômes

Chapitre 80

After watching with lingering interest, Asura King leaned over and asked, "Sigh, why is this pretty boy so miserable today... He gets overpowered and beaten up by this guy in red every day, and he's always unlucky. It's like he can't even drink water without getting hurt."

Shen Zhili didn't even look up: "Because the author doesn't like him."

“This is the first time I’ve seen a painting like this. By the way…” King Asura asked again, “Why are there always only two men in the main characters? Shouldn’t there be a female character in both storybooks and plays?”

Shen Zhili quickly finished reading another card and tossed it aside, complaining, "Why all the nonsense when you're just looking at it..."

The broadsword flashed brightly.

Shen Zhili: "Ahem... Well, my master told me that girls are meant to be pampered and boys are meant to be beaten... Is it appropriate to put a female character in a story where you have to be beaten every day? How miserable would that female character be... So it's more satisfying for two men to fight each other."

King Asura wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth and nodded: "That's true..."

Shen Zhili paused for a moment, then looked up: "Uh... don't you think this pretty boy looks a little familiar?"

Asura King glanced sideways: "Familiar? Who is it?"

This kind of person who's masochistic, acts pitiful, and loves to torment others is the perfect target to be kicked to the ends of the earth... Isn't it obvious at a glance?

As if sensing the doubt in Shen Zhili's eyes, Asura King put down the drawing paper: "You wouldn't say it's Prince Twelve Nights, would you?"

Shen Zhili hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Asura King clutched his stomach and laughed wildly: "Hahahahahaha..."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Is this guy crazy...?

"This idiot is actually Prince Twelve Nights... Hahahaha, you big idiot..."

Shen Zhili looked at Asura King with a strange expression.

Suppressing his laughter, King Ashura coughed a few times, pressing his fist to his lips, and said, "I didn't expect it was because... Although he is cunning, Prince Twelve Nights doesn't give me that feeling."

Shen Zhili sat up straight and silently pricked up his ears.

A shadow crossed Asura King's eyes: "...He is supposed to be my enemy, yet he has repeatedly given up opportunities to take my life... What's most hateful is that I can't see through his thoughts at all. The way he looks at me is like he's looking at someone in a story, while he himself remains detached, as if nothing can move his mind... It makes me want to kill him."

Shen Zhili: Are we really talking about the same person?

Why do you describe him as some kind of immortal old monster? Where exactly is he detached from worldly affairs, and where is he no longer affected by anyone?

After a slight pause, Shen Zhili gripped the pen tightly: "Then what's the deal between him and Protector Ye...?"

Asura King suddenly realized: "Ye Qianqian... his relationship with Ye Qianqian is a bit strange..."

Shen Zhili leaned closer: "What?"

The door was kicked open with a "bang".

The Gandharva King, dressed in a light silver gauze dress, raised an eyebrow and said, "I've been looking for you for ages. Turns out you've come here to meet this woman in secret... Hmph, no wonder you insisted on having Protector Yu save her back then..."

Under the moonlight, she appeared even more ethereal and otherworldly, like a fairy descended from the moon—provided, of course, that one doesn't listen to what she says.

Shen Zhili stepped back a few feet: "...Ahem, well, uh, I was just passing by."

Asura King's eyes darkened: "What is it?"

King Gandharva: "Picking up the Twelfth Night Prince's worn-out shoes?"

The Asura King suddenly stood up, his face sinister: "Are you looking for a fight?"

The Gandharva king sidestepped and took out her harp, which she used as a weapon: "Are you going to fight me for this woman?"

Asura King: "Incomprehensible woman... Hey, who gave you permission to leave? The painting isn't finished yet!"

What painting?

King Gandharva stepped forward, snatched the drawing from the table, glanced at it, and prepared to tear it up...

Huh... what is this...?

Two incense sticks later.

The Gandharva King reached out her slender hand, took a piece of pastry, and popped it into her red lips, her face beaming with barely suppressed laughter: "Pfft... This is hilarious... Is there more? Is there more? How did you finish reading it so quickly... Hey, you woman, hurry up and draw, I'm waiting to see it..."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Just look and you'll see... look until you're dead!

King Ashura sighed and took a sip of wine: "It's a pity that a whole stack of them fell into the hands of Prince Twelve Nights... Alas..."

The Gandharva King snatched the wine from the Asura King's hand and took a big gulp: "It's alright... take it, take it... I love taking other people's things the most!"

The Asura King's face was twisted and contorted with malice: "This is the last jar of Daughter's Red wine! Spit it out!"

The Gandharva King's cheeks flushed: "Daughter's Red, Daughter's Red, isn't it most suitable for me to drink?"

One hour later.

Asura King had already slumped into a chair, half asleep. Gandharva King looked at him mockingly: "Dead man... you're drunk so quickly."

Shen Zhili put down the pen, rubbed her sore wrist, and said, "You're drunk too."

The Gandharva King chuckled, "I'm not drunk at all. Don't even think about running away, little girl, or I'll give you a piece of my mind... um, hiccup..."

Grabbing Shen Zhili's sleeve, the Gandharva King swayed as if boneless, saying, "Little girl, have you ever liked anyone?"

Before Shen Zhili could speak, the Gandharva King pressed his forehead and said, "Oh, right... you like Prince Twelve Nights, I almost forgot... what does it feel like to be abandoned by him... do you ever want to skin him, hiccup, rip out his skin, cut off his tendons, chop off his limbs and, um, and that thing down there..."

After careful consideration, Shen Zhili said, "To be honest... a little bit."

King Gandharva chuckled softly: "Actually, hiccup..."

Shen Zhili: "What?"

King Gandharva: "Actually, I think Prince Twelve Nights isn't completely indifferent to you..."

Shen Zhili: "?"

King Gandharva: "Hiccup... You didn't notice, did you? That day... Never mind, he's still a heartless man anyway, nothing can change that. You can't keep a man like that..."

Shen Zhili pursed her lips: "I know... Can you let me go first? I want to go back to sleep..."

King Gandharva immediately released her sleeve: "Alright, alright... I'm sorry, I called you a slut earlier... I just heard someone else say it and it just came out of my head..."

Shen Zhili simply replied, "It's alright."

After swaying a few times, King Gandharva simply collapsed.

Shen Zhili dipped his brush in ink and drew a very figurative turtle on the barely visible chest of the Gandharva King.

Putting down her pen, Shen Zhili said "Excuse me" softly and went out.

The next morning, King Gandharva's cry echoed throughout Radiant Moon City: "My breasts!!!"

Shen Zhili, lying on the couch, rubbed her eyes, which were slightly red and hot.

Last night I accidentally dreamed of Su Chenche at the foot of the city again... How annoying.

Chapter 64

After staying in Huiyue City for a few more days, Shen Zhili didn't want to ask about the situation outside, as it wasn't her business anyway.

The Valley of Rejuvenation is both righteous and evil; whether it belongs to the demonic sect or the righteous faction, it ultimately has nothing to do with her...

Even Su Chenche, the only one connected to him...

Shen Zhili quietly lowered her eyes.

Three days later, at dawn, the sound of horses' hooves clattered outside the house, followed by a loud and deafening roar.

Shen Zhili was half asleep when someone pulled her out of bed.

She frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

King Gandharva dragged Shen Zhili along and strode outside: "Radiant Moon City may be lost... Let's go to Rising Sun City."

She moved quickly, and before Shen Zhili could react, she was already on the bumpy carriage.

Only she and the Gandharva King were in the carriage. Looking out from behind the curtain, she saw only a small number of demonic sect disciples following them. After a pause, Shen Zhili asked, "Where are the Asura King and Protector Yu?"

She already knew that the demonic sect had sent Asura King Gandharva King and Yulian to guard Radiant Moon City.

King Gandharva said briefly, "After King Asura, Protector Feather will lead a large group of disciples back to the main altar of the Divine Sect..."

After saying that, she made an ugly gesture towards the city gate, cursing and swearing one after another, which was in stark contrast to her own elegant and refined appearance.

Shen Zhili silently turned her head to look out the car window.

She heard nothing.

Tired of cursing, King Gandharva sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. Amidst the fragrant tea, King Gandharva nudged Shen Zhili with his elbow: "Tell me a couple of jokes."

Shen Zhili: "No."

King Gandharva: "You're kidding me! It's clearly drawn so funny! ... I don't care, if you can't make me laugh, I'll throw you out of the carriage."

Shen Zhili said expressionlessly, "Last night I saw a snake, it was crawling and crawling..."

King Gandharva asked with great interest, "And then?"

Shen Zhili: "...I fell down."

King Gandharva paused for a second, then clutched his stomach and laughed until tears streamed down his face.

Shen Zhili stared at her with a blank expression...

Are all members of the Demonic Cult a bunch of people who have no sense of humor?

Wiping the wetness from the corner of his eyes, King Gandharva suppressed a laugh and said, "You really are interesting."

Shen Zhili: "Thank you..."

King Gandharva: "How could someone with such a cold and aloof personality be able to draw something so funny..."

Shen Zhili: "Thank you."

Maybe it's because I have a heart that loves to complain?

King Gandharva, resting his beautifully shaped chin on his hand, said, "Now that I think about it, it's not really that strange that Prince Twelve Nights would fall for you."

Shen Zhili: "...Why do you say that?"

King Gandharva: "He looks like the kind of person who has no fun in life and is extremely bored... cough cough, he should be very happy to be with you."

After a moment of silence, Shen Zhili smiled and said, "Thank you."