Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Hearing movement, Ning Wang turned back and saw the bundle of blankets twitch twice.

The horizon was paling to a fish-belly white. Ning Wang asked, “Awake?”

The bundle that had practically wrapped itself into a ball stiffened suspiciously. Then Ning Shuo’s slightly panicked voice came from under the covers. “N-No, it’s fine.”

How could it possibly be fine?

Ning Shuo reached out, wanting to touch the strange reaction of his body, then involuntarily pulled his hand back.

Thinking of the memories that had returned, Ning Shuo felt his ears and face burning.

Nothing else mattered.

Those freshly recovered memories were still vivid enough to send heat flooding to his face, and no matter what, the desire in him had nowhere to go.

Ning Wang, who had never really been enlightened in this regard, thought something was wrong with him and was just about to move closer when Ning Shuo’s voice grew even more flustered. “Don’t come over here yet!”

Ning Wang was puzzled. “What’s wrong?”

Ning Shuo took a deep breath, poked half his head out, and said with great solemnity, “Ningning, this concerns this King’s privacy. You go out first and close the door. Oh, right.”

He pointed at Mingzhi. “Take Miss Mingzhi out with you too.”

Mingzhi poked her head out. “Huh?”

Mingzhi sat by the door alone, watching the light slowly rise along the horizon.

Although when they had come last night, they had helped her undo the Suppression Talisman array.

Before the next Script reset, she could move outside the ancestral hall during the day as well.

But still.

Mingzhi glanced at the tightly shut door of the ancestral hall.

What were they doing in there so secretively? Mingzhi wondered.

…

The sky was still dim. Once the door was shut, there was barely any light left inside.

Ning Shuo heard the door close and thought both of them had gone out, only to hear footsteps the very next second.

Ning Wang walked over in a few strides and frowned. “Ge, your face is really hot.”

Ning Shuo damnably thought of Rose Castle again. The first time he had that kind of dream, the exact same voice had asked him, “Are you hot?”

So it turned out that hadn’t been a dream either.

Damn it! He’d already been the bottom before…

Ning Wang was still looking at him, so Ning Shuo put on a serious face. “The blanket is too thick.”

“…But it’s autumn.”

“If the blanket is too thick, it’ll be hot even in winter.”

What nonsense was he spouting?

Ning Wang eyed him suspiciously. “Are you trying to hide some-”

His words suddenly stopped.

The blanket, the flushed face, the heat…

Ning Shuo was still racking his brains for a way to get him out and didn’t notice Ning Wang’s eyes darken.

Ning Wang caught a corner of the blanket, leaned down, and said softly, “Ge, your face is very red.”

Ning Shuo deliberately tried to push him away. “Because I’m hot. If you come any closer, it’ll only get redder.”

“Is that so?” Ning Wang curled his lips, slipped one hand under the blanket, and pressed the other on Ning Shuo’s shoulder. Leaning to his ear, he said hoarsely, “Then, Gege, I’ll help you.”

Ning Shuo’s body abruptly went rigid. A few seconds later, he reached out and hooked a hand around Ning Wang’s shoulder.

…

When the sky was fully bright, the door opened.

The two of them came out as if nothing had happened, then asked Mingzhi, “Are you ready?”

Mingzhi hesitated for a moment, but still nodded. “Will this really work?”

Ning Shuo’s face was not as pale as it had been the night before. He handed the fragment to Mingzhi and comforted her with a smile. “This is the only feasible path left. If it doesn’t work, we’ve already taught you how to break the talisman array yesterday, so from now on, you can transform Aotianli however you wish.”

Although Mingzhi’s face was still covered in wounds, her eyes were very bright. “Okay.”

…

Father Sun had bought another woman back. He was preparing to take her to the secret room and train her properly.
This was the drawback of killing that woman, Ah Shu. After all, he had used her for so many years that the woman knew exactly how to please him.

Especially those first few days after he accidentally killed her. It had been pure bliss.

Father Sun still had no idea that those days of ecstasy had only happened because Ah Shu had drugged him unconscious with an injection.

He grabbed the woman’s hand and was just about to undress her when he suddenly realized she was far too quiet.

In the dim, hidden chamber, Father Sun turned her around. “You dead bitch, why are you-”

The instant he saw her face, Father Sun froze. “Ah Shu! How is it you?!”

But… but she was already dead!

“Ah Shu’s” face had turned the ashen blue-white of a corpse. It was covered in wounds, and even her eyes could barely open.

Those pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at him. “It hurts… It hurts so much…”

Father Sun was so frightened that he fell back onto the floor. He grabbed something beside him at random and hurled it at her.

An iron ball the size of a fist smashed hard into “Ah Shu’s” head. Blood ran down from the corner of her forehead.

She could still bleed… She was still human.

“Ah Shu” fell facedown onto the floor. Father Sun stood there in a daze for a long while before finally stepping forward, wanting to see whether she was completely dead.

But the moment he approached, the woman suddenly lifted her face. This time, it was the face of another woman Father Sun had once played to death.

Father Sun finally couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed a nearby stick and beat the woman again and again.

Yet the woman seemed utterly unaffected. She crawled toward Father Sun step by step, letting the stick land on her body.

With a wet sound, something sharp pierced flesh-

Father Sun stared blankly as the woman’s hand plunged into his thigh and pulled back out. Agony came with a rush of blood, and he screamed, collapsing onto the ground.

In reality, the woman who had been bought back stared blankly as Father Sun rolled around on the floor like a worm, shrieking, before grabbing a knife.

She thought he was about to attack her and hurriedly dodged aside, only to see Father Sun stab the knife into his own thigh and collapse to the ground in pain.

A long while later, as if he had remembered something, he immediately knelt and begged for mercy.

…Had he gone mad?

The direction Father Sun was kneeling in happened to be where the woman stood, but she knew he was not actually kneeling to her.

The hidden chamber was cold and gloomy. The girl swallowed and tested him. “Hey, l-let me out right now.”

She had no idea what Father Sun had heard. She only saw his body tremble, and then he immediately reached out and opened the chamber door.

…

This situation was not an isolated case. Almost every man in Aotianli had begun acting this way.

Song Zhu, unaware of what was going on, was hesitating over whether he should copy them and stab himself too, when he ran into Rao Lin. “Let’s go.”

Song Zhu said, “Our Script identities are special. If the NPCs keep being unable to see us, won’t the alienation keep worsening?”

What if they ended up hurting the other teammates?

Rao Lin looked back and smiled. “Right now, the NPCs don’t have the attention to spare on whether we’re here or not.”

Even if the NPCs had no attention to spare, they still had to make a detour around them when leaving.

Oh, and two of their teammates still had to stay here.

Lolita looked expressionlessly at the servant kneeling before her with blood all over his face, kowtowing. “Get lost.”

As if he had suffered some terrible shock, the servant immediately rolled once to the side. “This humble one will get lost right away.”

The people of Aotianli had undergone this transformation in no more than two hours.

After Rao Lin picked up Qin Genan, he took them to find Ning Shuo. On the way, Song Zhu and Qin Genan asked why the NPCs in Aotianli had suddenly become like this. Rao Lin explained, “Ning Shuo lent out that fragment.”