Chapter 149

Chapter 149

Chen Zui frowned slightly. "Dating?"

In Le Ziyou's eyes, were they dating? Despite being full of unspoken ill intentions, he was surprisingly naive and carefree in this regard. Glancing at Le Ziyou's upturned backside, Chen Zui neither took the peach wood sword nor fulfilled his request.

Beating him half to death was pointless.

Le Ziyou looked on eagerly, only to see the phone's volume turned down a little, and then nothing more.

He couldn't pretend he wasn't disappointed.

Chen Zui was truly difficult to appease. He wouldn’t let him hit back, and he didn’t seem interested in sleeping together now either. He wasn’t even absorbing yang energy anymore—there was simply no way to get through to him.

Le Ziyou docilely lay back down, comforting himself with the thought that it was progress enough that Chen Zui wasn’t vanishing now. As long as he kept trying, things would eventually get better.

Because of this little incident, Le Ziyou didn’t really watch the second half of the movie at all, so he wasn't scared again.

Chen Zui: "What’s the favorability rating now?"

Ao Tian: "55%."

Chen Zui: "Seems like the world mission is almost complete."

He looked at Le Ziyou, who had fallen asleep and turned over. Le Ziyou was resting on his arm, one hand draped over his waist, completely nestled in his embrace. The hand on his waist was clutching his clothes, as if afraid he'd run off.

Once the mission was completed, he would leave this world.

Ao Tian said that after he left, this world would be put on pause. He didn’t fully understand the methods of the Dark Transmigration Bureau, only that it was for collecting changed data.

Ao Tian: "Head out once the favorability reaches the target?"

Chen Zui: "Yes."

He answered without hesitation.

—

In the morning, Le Ziyou awoke in Chen Zui’s arms. He gazed vaguely at the invisible presence, but he knew Chen Zui was there. The feeling was wonderful.

The last time he woke up in someone else’s arms was when he was a child, in his grandmother’s embrace.

For so many years, he had slept alone.

He burrowed his head into Chen Zui’s chest, like a stretching kitten, even letting out a couple of little noises. With Chen Zui as a natural air conditioner, sleeping was super comfortable.

"Good morning."

Le Ziyou looked up with a goofy grin.

Chen Zui: "I'm going out for a bit."

Le Ziyou instantly woke up. Chen Zui was checking in with him! This was equivalent to basically acknowledging his status as his boyfriend. Why else would he tell him?

Indeed, good things come to those who wait.

As he thought Chen Zui was reporting to him, his favorability toward Chen Zui rose to 57%.

The increase in favorability due to this joy was actually hastening Chen Zui’s departure, though he was unaware of it.

He looked at Chen Zui with shining eyes: "Where are you going? What are you going to do? Do you need me to come with you? When will you be back?"

Chen Zui averted his eyes and slipped his arm out from under Le Ziyou’s head: "I’m going to meet someone. I’ll be back in the afternoon."

Le Ziyou felt Chen Zui sit up, and he scrambled to sit up too: "Then will you take me?"

A chilly aura drifted over.

"No."

Le Ziyou pouted. It was pretty much expected. Even though they were dating, they weren’t at that stage yet.

Le Ziyou left with Chen Zui. The moment they stepped out of the elevator, he could no longer feel the person beside him. It was a subtle feeling.

Chen Zui was like the lingering chill around him—something he couldn’t hold onto.

"Hey..."

He went to find Mi Jin to figure out their next move.

Chen Zui, meanwhile, went to the hospital. Before he could call out, Ming Qianyin had already appeared on his own.

To Chen Zui, Ming Qianyin was a rare opponent. He tossed a cigarette over.

"Let’s fight one last time."

Ming Qianyin caught the cigarette and, hearing this, said: "What? Finally decided to move on and reincarnate?"

Chen Zui would go to a new world and continue missions under a new identity. In a way, it was like reincarnation.

"Yeah."

He put away his umbrella: "We’ll smoke after the fight."

The umbrella swung toward Ming Qianyin.

Ming Qianyin still put the cigarette in his mouth, dodging the umbrella aimed at his head, and casually flicked the feathers on his head.

"Since it’s the last fight, let’s go all out. Come!"

This time, it wasn’t just gusts of gloomy wind—even dark clouds began gathering above the hospital.

The empty house was left with only Xu Shuhuai, stuffed under the bed. As he struggled to free himself, an unfamiliar voice sounded in his head.

"Transmigration Bureau system bound."

Transmigration Bureau!

When Le Ziyou had confessed to Chen Zui earlier, he mentioned it. Xu Shuhuai had heard it from under the bed, so he wasn’t too surprised. Perhaps this was the key to his freedom.

"Hello, I am the Transmigration Bureau system."

It was the same system from before. It had originally thought that after helping hide the gong last time, and with the gong cooperating, nothing else would go wrong.

Unexpectedly, subsequent data showed that things had still gone awry.

The gong was unreliable, so it sought out this bullied shou. He would definitely cooperate obediently and absolutely wouldn't get involved with that Chen Zui!

Since Chen Zui hadn’t left yet, it meant his mission wasn’t complete. So, everything was still possible.

"I'll set you free, and you find a way to kill Chen Zui."

This demand was exactly what Xu Shuhuai wanted, but...

He was reluctant to admit it, but: "I can't beat him."

Twice now, he'd ended up getting stuffed under the bed. Even if it happened again, he didn't believe any miracle would happen.

"Go find Liao Ziqi. He has many magic items; he'll help you. And all those ghosts who've been troubled by Chen Zui before—you can use them too."

"Liao Ziqi? Why would he help me?"

Even though that foolish Taoist priest had spared him once, there was no reason he would...

"Because he likes you—so much that he'd abandon his principles. Besides, in his eyes, Chen Zui is an evil ghost that needs to be taken out. So, for both personal and practical reasons, he'll help you."

Xu Shuhuai hadn't expected that foolish Taoist priest to actually like him.

Hah—

He's seriously messed up.

He finally got out from under the bed.

Chen Zui and Ming Qianyin were fighting fiercely, and for a moment, neither noticed that the ghost qi binding Xu Shuhuai had vanished.

——

When Liao Ziqi saw Xu Shuhuai in the hospital room, he was surprised, but he couldn't hide his delight.

"What are you doing here?"

"I heard you were injured, so I came to check on you."

Xu Shuhuai's tone was gentle. Now that he knew Liao Ziqi liked him, he intended to use that affection. He placed his hand on the cast on Liao Ziqi's leg, rubbing and stroking his fingers over it in a suggestive way.

"I didn't realize it was this serious."

Liao Ziqi's gaze followed Xu Shuhuai's hand. Even through the cast, he felt a tingling sensation.

"I-it's fine. I'll be discharged soon."

Xu Shuhuai looked at him. "Did you know you were deceived?"

Liao Ziqi looked puzzled.

Xu Shuhuai sat down beside him on the bed. "That guy Le Ziyou tricked you. The ghost he mentioned wasn't eliminated. On the contrary, the two of them are in cahoots, conning people together for money. I happened to overhear them talking about how they hurt you."

Xu Shuhuai clenched his fist; even without expression, you could see he was angry.

"It's just a shame I couldn't beat that ghost. He even captured me."

Hearing this, Liao Ziqi got so worried that, even though he could see Xu Shuhuai right there, he still asked, "Are you okay?"

Xu Shuhuai shook his head. "I'm fine. I just couldn't get revenge for you."

Liao Ziqi was both happy and trying to restrain himself, feeling a bit dazed. Xu Shuhuai actually wanted to avenge him.

Xu Shuhuai: "I've already contacted some ghosts he's bullied, but I still need your help."

As he spoke, he leaned closer, staring intently at Liao Ziqi.

Liao Ziqi's face visibly reddened. The last bit of his common sense reminded him of Le Ziyou—no wonder his ghost qi had grown heavier last time. He had wholeheartedly tried to help him, but Le Ziyou had deceived him.

He didn't understand why Le Ziyou would entangle himself with such a fierce ghost, unlike Xu Shuhuai, who was harmless to both humans and animals.

"How do you want me to help you?"

Xu Shuhuai: It seems he really does like me.

——

Le Ziyou stayed at Mi Jin's place long enough to mooch a lunch before leaving, having Mi Jin try out a seductive dance.

Well, it ended up looking more like a shamanic ritual.

That path was a dead end.

The two of them would have to find another way.

Mi Jin suddenly had an idea: "How about we play up a bromance? My little sister loves watching that stuff."

Le Ziyou looked utterly speechless. "You really have no shame."

Mi Jin scratched his head in embarrassment.

But the most important thing now was that Le Ziyou needed to go home. Chen Zui should be back soon, and he had to return to work on their relationship.

Le Ziyou rode a shared bike home, buying a burial shroud along the way. Since Chen Zui had asked for it, he definitely had to arrange it for his boyfriend.

The wind blew past his foolishly grinning face, revealing two rows of small white teeth.

Then a chilling wind swept through.

Le Ziyou felt the world spinning around him, surrounded by thick fog. His shared bike could no longer move forward. Nervously and carefully, he got off the bike. A figure emerged from the dense mist and grabbed his chin.

"We meet again."

The figure gradually revealed its true face, but Le Ziyou didn't recognize it.

"Xu Shuhuai."

Le Ziyou was surprised to hear that name again. So, last time, he hadn't been killed by Chen Zui.

Xu Shuhuai forcefully took him away.

Le Ziyou tried to speak, but his throat was squeezed too tight. His hands and feet were also bound by ghost qi, leaving him unable to move. Even if he could move, he had nothing on him for self-defense this time.

So this Xu Shuhuai was still after him.

What a psycho!

Why was he so fixated on him?

Would Chen Zui find him this time?

But he couldn't rely entirely on Chen Zui either. He had to think of a way himself. With his entire body immobilized, he strained to rack his brains.

Brain, brain, be smart! Think of a way to save my life!

Xu Shuhuai took Le Ziyou to the outskirts and dumped him to the side.

Le Ziyou looked around, this wasn't the place where he had found Chen Zui.

As he glanced around, Xu Shuhuai waved a gleaming object in front of his face.

Le Ziyou’s pupils instantly dilated—it was the Celestial Thunder Club that he had hidden! At the same time, he noticed a red mark on Xu Shuhuai’s palm, resembling a spell or a seal.

“Last time, this Celestial Thunder Club didn’t kill him. What do you think the outcome will be this time?”

Xu Shuhuai spun the Celestial Thunder Club.

It finally dawned on Le Ziyou that his ultimate target wasn’t himself, but Chen Zui.

So his own existence was probably just bait? Or a hostage!

“When will he arrive?”

Le Ziyou heard someone else’s voice. As he looked around, Xu Shuhuai swiped a hand over his eyes, and Le Ziyou saw a warehouse full of ghosts—each one fierce-looking, armed to the teeth.

Xu Shuhuai: “Don’t rush,” he asked.

——

Chen Zui returned from the hospital and, upon entering the house, found the place trashed.

His gaze fell on the crumpled paper mourning flowers, then shifted to the broken peach wood sword.

On the coffee table lay a note left behind.

“I’ve got him. Come to the suburban warehouse.”