Gatekeeper of all realms

Chapter 147 Do you like me?

The two ladies were suspended in the air, holding lanterns and looking down at the young man in the dark alley below.

The boy was also looking at them.

——These two people were the same two people he had met on the way to Xirang Middle School.

Everything is repeated.

But it is very difficult to repeat everything.

Could it be that everyone on the floating island had their memories modified by Song Qingyun, waiting to do it all over again with him?
Otherwise, if someone messes up, wouldn't he be seen through?
People... can do this?

What a generous gesture.

What a terrifying ability!

"Lead the way." Shen Ye said.

The two ladies gave him a slight salute, then turned around and slowly flew towards the sky.

There was sarcasm on Shen Ye's lips.

——Just like last time.

He touched his ring and released the will-o'-the-wisp motorcycle. He waited for the two ladies to fly far away before he got on the motorcycle and turned the throttle.

The motorcycle roared angrily and rushed into the night sky, catching up with the two of them like lightning.

"You are too slow."

He smiled playfully at the two of them, turned the accelerator again, passed the two of them, and traveled through the night sky at a faster speed.

At this moment, he glanced at the will-o'-the-wisp motorcycle.

The battery on the locomotive is 96%.

The battery should be fully charged.

——I just used up a little.

This is something that memory cannot modify.

So I got the second evidence——

Song Qingyun cannot control time!
So, what should you do next?
Shen Ye thought for a moment.

On the note with the underground passage drawn on it, the Lord of the Weeping Demon Prison gave some advice.

"If you follow Song Qingyun's will, maybe you can get a chance to survive."

Do you want to do this?
The evil god is standing behind Song Qingyun!

Follow her wishes and be used as a tool by her, and you will have a chance to survive.

But then?
Want to be a zombie forever?
The locomotive landed on the floating island with a roar.

There's a party going on here.

As soon as Shen Ye fell, two waiters immediately came forward to salute and said respectfully:
"The young lady is waiting for you, please follow me."

Shen Ye put away the motorcycle and followed the two of them.

Under the gazes of all kinds, he walked through the crowd and entered a side hall with red walls and green tiles.

There was no one in the side hall.

The incomplete statue of the god stood on the altar, silent and silent.

Several rows of candles emitted shadowy lights, illuminating the hall like daylight.

Song Qingyun clasped his hands together and closed his eyes to pray.

At this time, she changed into a white dress, and the light shone on her flawless and beautiful face, giving her an indescribable sense of holiness and majesty.

The waiter withdrew.

Shen Ye stood not far away and waited quietly.

after awhile.

Song Qingyun opened his eyes, turned to look at Shen Ye, smiled and said:
"It's been many years since we last met, Brother Shen Ye."

"Yes, many years." Shen Ye also said with a smile.

——How wide is the range of her technique?
What if she found out that she was a useless tool and wanted to kill me, and then used that technique -

Can you escape by yourself?
"Come with me, I'll take you to see someone." Song Qingyun took a few steps back, waved at him, turned and walked towards the back of the hall.

Shen Ye was a little confused, but still took steps.

The two of them turned to the left side of the statue, crossed the threshold, and came to the courtyard behind.

I saw an old woman who was as thin as a bone, staggering in the courtyard.

"Little mother."

Song Qingyun enthusiastically shouted to the old woman.

The old woman seemed not to have heard anything, and walked staggeringly in the courtyard with a pair of cloudy eyes open and an expressionless face.

From Shen Ye's perspective, she looked like an unconscious zombie.

"This is my stepmother."

Song Qingyun turned slightly sideways, a few inches closer to Shen Ye, and spoke in a soft voice.

This kind of speaking posture and attitude made the two of them appear intimate.

She continued:
"My mother was seriously ill and bedridden at the time. She pleased my father and even persuaded him to send my sister and me to the Shen family to celebrate the New Year."

"That time the vicious dog rushed up to bite me, luckily you saved me."

"——No, it should be said that you and my sister saved me together."

"Yes, I remember this." Shen Ye said.

Song Qingyun's face showed a look of reminiscence, and he said with a slight smile:
"My sister was so stupid. She was shorter than me and thinner, but she actually stood in front of me."

"That winter, my sister and I almost died. Later I found out that—"

Song Qingyun continued in a casual tone:

"That vicious dog was secretly arranged by my stepmother."

The voice just fell.

The old woman staggered. It looked like her legs had lost strength. She leaned forward, lost her balance, and fell down like a dog chewing shit.

She knelt on the ground, her butt raised high, her upper body fell down, her neck supported the ground, and her hands were helplessly scattered on both sides.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The old woman was shaking all over, but because her arms and legs were weak, she couldn't stand up or change her posture.

——There was no way to fall to one side, nor to support the body.

Her mouth was open, a purring sound came from her throat, and her saliva was dripping on the ground.

She could only put her face to the ground and maintain this posture——

——Quietly, silently, and in such a humiliating way, he endured the pain and torture caused by his aging body.

Song Qingyun looked at the old woman, admiring her trembling body, and said softly, "You don't know how charming she was back then."

"To be honest, when she came to my house, even the servants stared at her."

"But look at it now."

Shen Ye was silent for a moment.

——So she was telling herself as a friend that she had settled the matter back then?

Or as an enemy, issuing a warning to myself——

Look.

This is the fate of being my enemy.

"Have you been doing well these years? How are you and your sister doing now?" Shen Ye asked in a chatty tone.

A sincere smile appeared on Song Qingyun's face and he whispered:

"I'm fine. I've awakened my talent and am getting stronger and stronger."

"But my poor sister is not in good health. I have been trying to help her, but she doesn't appreciate it."

"Don't you appreciate it?" Shen Ye asked.

"Yes, I can call upon the gods and ask them to help her heal her body, but she has always been unwilling to do so," said Song Qingyun.

“Why not just treat it?”

"Because the disease she has is incurable, other gods can't help her either. She must be willing to sign a contract with God before she can recover her health." Song Qingyun sighed.

"Why doesn't she want to?" Shen Ye asked.

"She hates gods." Song Qingyun said in a helpless tone.

Gods...

Do you want to rely on the nine-headed, vertical-pupil, one-eyed monster lurking behind you?

If it were me, I wouldn't want to do that either!
Is this her purpose?
Everyone is a tool, used to force and stimulate her sister, and sign a contract with the evil god with her?

Shen Ye came back to his senses slightly.

After the other party finished speaking, he fell silent.

She is waiting.

——Wait for your own words.

Shen Ye opened his mouth and whispered:
"Your sister is too willful."

Song Qingyun lowered her eyes and agreed, "Yes, you are already a grown-up girl, but you still have the willful temper you had when you were little."

"You're not right either." Shen Ye said.

"Me?" Song Qingyun asked.

"As her sister, if you had just helped her and let her sign a contract with the gods as soon as possible, wouldn't she have recovered long ago?"

Shen Ye's tone became more serious: "It's been so many years, and you haven't accomplished this."

There was a dark current in Song Qingyun's eyes, but it suddenly disappeared. He glanced at Shen Ye with his bright eyes and spoke quickly and clearly:

"That's easy to say. You know, I've tried a lot, but she just wants to be an ordinary person and won't listen to me. What can I do? I can only continue to spoil her."

Shen Ye naturally replied:
"Come to think of it, I haven't seen her for many years. If I have the chance, I will try to persuade her."

Song Qingyun paused, as if evaluating the feasibility of this sentence.

Shen Ye changed the subject directly:
"So what's going on with that video?"

——You have to ask yourself.

Never show any hesitation or fear.

This time, I came here to call for punishment.

It would seem strange if you came and didn't ask about this.

now.

The revenge on the enemy and the complaints about his sister made the atmosphere quite relaxed.

The distance between each other was shortened.

The right thing to do is to speak out your thoughts now and see how the other party responds.

Song Qingyun seemed to be waiting for this question as well.

There was approval in her eyes.

Shen Ye's timing for asking this question was indeed very good -

At this moment, the chat between the two of them was like that of old friends. Throwing things out was equivalent to a discussion between friends.

"I'm very sorry. It was indeed me who said I liked you, but I thought it was a very private occasion and wouldn't be spread outside."

——Her words have changed!

So, should I retreat or advance?
It is better to advance than to retreat!
"Do you like me?" Shen Ye asked.

Song Qingyun hesitated for a moment, then suddenly reached out and hit him, with an embarrassed look on his face, and turned his body slightly to the other side, as if he was a little shy.

This is the default.

——She is changing the situation from last time.

Shen Ye had a smile on his face, and seemed a little elated.

——I am doing the same thing.

"By the way, I have already found out who caused the big incident by sending assassins to kill you later."

Song Qingyun changed the topic lightly, with a smile on his face, and uttered those words:

"Zhongli Fengluo."

"Who is this?" Shen Ye asked.

"——He is the legitimate son of the Zhongli family, named Zhongli Fengluo. He is jealous of you and has done many bad things in secret, including sending the family's chief priest to kill you during the exam."

"As an apology—"

"I killed him."

Shen Ye was stunned.

No.

When I came here just now, I saw a man who called himself Zhongli Fengluo.

You're going to kill him now?

really!
"Brother Shen Ye, you don't believe it?"

Song Qingyun stuck out his tongue, took Shen Ye's hand, pulled him across the courtyard and into another pavilion.

There was a huge glass container in the pavilion, filled with transparent liquid, in which was soaked the body of a man.

It was Zhongli Fengluo.

he died.

(End of this chapter)