GRMFBS CH156

Mysteries Book: “The resistance effect of merit against pollution will become stronger and stronger on a person.”

“That is to say, the more anomalies cleared, the less pollution received.”

But few people could persist to that extent.

A little talent, a little persistence, a little merit, these were probably what created Approaching Science’s uniqueness.

He should have some precious existence accumulated from past lives.

…

The next day, Zhan Yan took a bus back to school and received a message from Fang Pai on the way.

The Wanyan Ghost King sent goods to Zhan Yan through him.

Wasn’t the Wanyan Ghost King still struggling with the “Linyuan” doll?

Zhan Yan opened the Gossip System.

During this period, Wan Yan had been engaging in an extreme tug-of-war with the “Linyuan” doll every day. The normal mode of the “Linyuan” doll was too rejecting, which would make Wan Yan very angry, so he would switch the “Linyuan” doll to cat-loving mode. After switching to cat-loving mode, Wan Yan couldn’t stand the “Linyuan” doll’s perverted cat-huffing mode and leaped up the Wenyu Tree to hide.

The “Linyuan” doll in cat-huffing mode called out to the kitty in a pinched voice under the tree, and even turned on cat toys trying to lure Wan Yan down.

The projection of the fish school swam among the snow-white branches and leaves of the Wenyu Tree, and Wan Yan’s gaze was involuntarily attracted. In his memory, he once fell from the tree holding a fish cast in black iron.

Thousands of snow-white branches and leaves rustled, and countless fine lights sprinkled down from above.

The rope tied to the fish tail was tangled by branches and leaves, his fall suddenly stopped, and the entangled rope hung among the branches and leaves.

The rope swayed gently among the branches, the arc getting smaller and smaller.

The sound of colliding branches gradually stopped, and the swaying light and shadow also gradually stopped.

He hung in the luminous white canopy, stopping quietly for a while.

The Wenyu Tree was a natural divine wood, pure and secluded. Hanging in it, he only felt peace.

No noisy sounds anymore, no messy heart voices could be heard.

What did he think of in this tranquility…

A figure with two horns on its head and snow-white fur suddenly appeared in his memory.

Bai Ze…

Bai Ze knew many, many things, things he dared not listen to, and if he accidentally heard them, he would cover his ears and flee back to Chaofu Mountain. Would Bai Ze, like him, be troubled by this overly complex information? Would he want such purity and peace?

But Bai Ze was different from him. He only needed to go to a place with no other people to not hear. But Bai Ze already knew everything. Those numerous and terrible news were already in his heart; even if he came into the Wenyu Tree, he couldn’t forget them.

Bai Ze knew everything, but Bai Ze said nothing. Others saw Bai Ze as always quiet.

No one paid attention to Bai Ze because he was always silent, doing nothing. What was the difference between such omniscience and total ignorance?

But Di Ting knew what a lively heart was hidden under Bai Ze’s silent appearance. He said nothing with his mouth, but his heart talked endlessly. He knew where lively events would happen, and even if he already knew what kind of liveliness it would be, he still had to go to the scene to take a look. Silent going, silent returning. Going in high spirits, returning satisfied.

He took Di Ting to watch the fun, and Di Ting shared the melons he heard with him to eat together.

Di Ting returned to Chaofu Mountain this time, scared again by what Bai Ze was thinking in his heart.

Before he ran away, Bai Ze extended a front paw and pressed down his tail.

He turned his head and saw Bai Ze’s tail wagging mischievously behind him, eyes smiling until they squinted.

He read what Bai Ze said to him in his heart from those eyes.

“Don’t run around so pitifully. It’s not like you can only have me as a friend.”

“Make more contact with the residents in Chaofu Mountain; maybe you can find friends willing to risk their lives for you.”

Di Ting thought, Bai Ze must know something to say this to him. But Bai Ze just wouldn’t say it directly.

He had lived in Chaofu Mountain for a long time, but he was indeed not very familiar with the residents there.

The residents of Chaofu Mountain were all ghosts. Although he was a demon adapted to the underworld environment, he was a living being after all. He thought the natives might not be willing to associate with him, not to mention he had such a divine ability.

Therefore, after obtaining the residence permit from the River Styx Ghost King, Di Ting didn’t try to contact the residents here much; he even intentionally avoided them.

But did Bai Ze mean that there would be friends here who clicked with him?

Di Ting was lost in thought. Apart from Bai Ze, it wasn’t that there were no demons who didn’t dislike or fear his divine ability. For example, great demons like Chongming with an upright nature or Xunmu with an open-minded nature didn’t mind his divine ability. But Chongming liked to protect by nature, and many small demons seeking protection gathered around him. Xunmu was full of vitality, surrounded by living beings depending on him. If Di Ting went, Chongming and Xunmu wouldn’t mind, but the living beings around them would inevitably fear and avoid him. Why should he go to be annoying?

And the silent Bai Ze always came and went alone. Being friends with Bai Ze wouldn’t disturb other living beings. He could also accompany Bai Ze, who was actually chatty and wanted to talk, to eat melons and watch the fun together.

Would there be friends in Chaofu Mountain who clicked with him like Bai Ze?

Di Ting was lost in thought, squatting under the Wenyu Tree wagging his tail, not noticing someone approaching.

He subconsciously wanted to hide, but remembering Bai Ze’s words, he stopped.

Passing by was the Linyuan Ghost King who lived in the depths of the cold pool. Di Ting knew him but had hardly seen him a few times. Di Ting liked to run outside, and Linyuan liked to stay in the cold pool. Being able to bump into each other once in a few hundred years was considered fate.

Linyuan passed by him calmly, seeming not to know his divine ability clearly.

Di Ting heard his heart voice.

“It’s Di Ting.”

Gone.

Just this sentence.

Di Ting was shocked. He had never encountered an existence with such a pure heart voice.

When Chongming met him for the first time, he thought: This is Di Ting, heard his divine ability can hear others’ thoughts. I have nothing shameful, it doesn’t matter if he hears.

When Xunmu met him for the first time, he thought: Di Ting, having the divine ability to hear the heart voices of all living beings, is a somewhat toilsome ability, but everything is like this.

After knowing he was Di Ting, Linyuan generated no follow-up related thoughts. Did he not know what Di Ting meant?

Out of curiosity, Di Ting initiated a conversation with Linyuan, asking him to help advise on what animal to transform into next.

He heard temple bells, people’s prayers and kowtows, burning incense ashes falling, children outside the temple chasing and playing, clapping hands singing nursery rhymes from Linyuan’s heart voice: “Little spotted cat, meow meow meow, round eyes whiskers curled…”

“Just… cat.” Linyuan said.

So Di Ting evolved into a cat form this time.

Cats raised in children’s homes were used to being clingy and acting coquettish, wanting people to play with them when in the mood, ignoring everyone when happy alone.

He let himself be immersed in the thoughts of these lively and proud cats, playing freely in Chaofu Mountain for a long time, until he saw the black iron fish pendant hanging from above. Following the pendant into the canopy of the Wenyu Tree, he came to his senses in its secluded and pure power.

He recalled encountering Linyuan a few times with his cat body during this period. Linyuan had business in the mortal world recently, often traveling between yin and yang. Di Ting didn’t deliberately avoid him, nor did Linyuan avoid him. His thoughts were simple every time, never having superfluous things.

After a few times, Di Ting slowly understood Linyuan’s temperament.

This was a Ghost King with no hang-ups in his heart.

Because there were no hang-ups, he didn’t care; because he didn’t care, he didn’t need to think.

Whether others were happy or angry, loved or resented him, what did it matter?

Wan Yan jumped down from the Wenyu Tree, seizing the opportunity to slap the “Linyuan” doll on the wrist.

This is not Linyuan.

Wan Yan flicked his tail, ignoring the doll that returned to normal mode and hid far away, starting to look for his black iron fish pendant.

He remembered hiding the pendant in a nest made of roots under the Wenyu Tree; why was it gone?

Wan Yan started digging everywhere under the Wenyu Tree.

The River Styx Ghost King couldn’t stand it anymore, rolled up his sleeves, and threw the tree-digging cat out.

If the Wenyu Tree gained sentience and became a demon, Wan Yan could be beaten eight hundred times a day.

Wan Yan got up angrily: “Throw me out of Chaofu Mountain if you can.”

Trapping him and not allowing him to play. Bad!

The River Styx Ghost King ignored him.

Wan Yan sulked for a while and started looking for his black iron fish pendant again.

Not under the Wenyu Tree, then it should be that he accidentally brought it somewhere else when messing around with the “Linyuan” doll before.

Wan Yan started searching for his black iron fish pendant all over the mountains and plains.

The “Linyuan” doll launched a taunt at Wan Yan: “Hehe, stupid cat.”

Wan Yan: …

Wan Yan was so angry he started sharpening his claws, caught up with the “Linyuan” doll, and started fighting. Chaofu Mountain became chaotic again.

Halfway through the fight, Wan Yan suddenly felt his big tail hit something. Cold and heavy… it was his black iron fish pendant!

Wan Yan abandoned the “Linyuan” doll, twisting his body to chase the pendant.

The black iron fish pendant slid a beautiful parabola in the air, falling straight into the cold pool.

Plop. A small splash rose on the water surface.

Wan Yan: !!!

Su-subconsciously chased after it!

Plop.

A few minutes later, Wan Yan the cat swam ashore holding the black iron fish pendant in his mouth.

His fur was soaked through by the cold pool water.

Wan Yan firmly pressed the black iron fish pendant with one paw and started shaking his fur frantically. He felt a bit aggrieved. He didn’t like his fur being wet by water.

A vague impression suddenly flashed in Wan Yan’s heart.

He didn’t like his fur being wet by water… Right, he wanted to find Linyuan to play, but Linyuan was at the bottom of the cold pool.

The cold pool had the power of isolation; how should he call Linyuan out?

Pendant! He braided a rope with his own fur, tied this black iron fish pendant possessing the ability to connect yin and yang to the rope, and lowered it into the cold pool.

…

Many, many years ago, Linyuan was napping at the bottom of the cold pool when a black iron fish pendant slowly hung down before his eyes.

Linyuan opened his eyes looking at this pendant, corners of his mouth lifting.

He reached out to pinch the black iron fish, fingertips exerting slight force, dotting the eyes for this mortal object.

Wan Yan’s eyes lit up.

“I remember!”

Linyuan was his friend before; their relationship was very, very good.

Approaching Science told the truth! He has more clues!

Wan Yan was extremely happy, spinning a few circles with the black iron fish pendant in his mouth, remembering he had to pay Approaching Science.

Approaching Science wanted a Ghost King Seal, right? Wan Yan prepared to pluck a leaf from the Wenyu Tree to make a Ghost King Seal.

Couldn’t pluck it off.

Why is this leaf growing so sturdy?

The River Styx Ghost King looked unkind, silently switching the “Linyuan” doll to another mode.

“Linyuan” doll: “Little kitty~”

Wan Yan: …

Why doesn’t this thing have an off mode?!

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