I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 229 Hehe, finally found it_1

Chapter 229: Chapter 229 Hehe, finally found it_1

"Good."

Zhao’er gently stroked Little Hei’s head, and Little Hei, feeling very comfortable, let out a purr and squinted its eyes.

You couldn’t help but ask anxiously, "Zhao’er, have you met Little Hei before?"

Zhao’er shook her head slightly.

"Then, why is it so well-behaved in front of you?"

Zhao’er tilted her head slightly and blinked her innocent eyes before saying, "Hmm, it has a familiar aura."

"A familiar aura?"

You frowned slightly and suddenly, you sensed a very unique energy emanating from Little Hei!

You tensed and immediately activated the Sen Luo Eye!

Under the gaze of the Sen Luo Eye, you saw a purple-black mysterious energy radiating from Little Hei’s entire body. This energy began to condense rapidly and then turned into a thin line that floated away with the wind, quickly flying toward the horizon.

"Yun, what’s the matter?"

Zhao’er’s mind was not yet fully open, and she could only have simple conversations with you, but from her eyes, you could tell she was curious and confused.

"It’s nothing, let’s go eat."

After noticing that the purple-black thin line on Little Hei had gradually disappeared, you took Zhao’er’s hand and headed towards the cafeteria.

After the purple-black thin lines flew towards the sky, they slowly formed a small purple-black orb, which broke through the spatial shackles to enter a Chaos Space.

This Chaos Space appeared vast and boundless, yet devoid of any life, here, time seemed to lose its meaning.

The purple-black orb broke through the Chaos Space and entered another world, where the sky was a greyish white, and a purple-black sun hung in the sky!

The purple-black orb quickly traversed over mountains, plains, oceans, and finally fell into a grand and magnificent black palace.

The palace was shrouded in a thick purple-black fog, barring all creatures from entering.

Soon after the purple-black orb entered the palace, a clear, crisp laugh of a little girl could be heard, "Heehee, I’ve finally found it..."

Zhao’er’s appearance naturally caused a stir at Jiangzhe University.

Just like Wu Qiyi, she was quickly regarded as a deity by everyone.

Jiangzhe University was a bit different from other places; their standards for a goddess were very high, extremely high. Up to now, there were only two, one was Wu Qiyi, and the other was now Zhao’er.

To help Zhao’er become more familiar with society and interact more with others, Xi Yu arranged for her to go to school, where she was in the same department and class as Wu Qiyi.

According to your request, Xi Yu gave Zhao’er a very special identity card, with the surname Li and the given name Zhao.

And she announced with great fanfare that Zhao’er was the "Yuhang Miscellaneous" of the Luanfeng Pavilion, with a status even higher than Xi Yu’s.

This news was like pouring a bucket of cold water over the heads of male students above the ninth level at Jiangzhe University.

As for the fact that Zhao’er was your girlfriend, Xi Yu did not announce it publicly, even though you had told her in advance. It was as if she had forgotten, and you weren’t sure if it was genuine forgetfulness or deliberate.

On the other hand, you were originally worried that Little Hei and Zhao’er might not get along well, since Little Hei was a dog, and a Dark Mongrel at that; as for Zhao’er, well, her identity was hard to pinpoint. To call her a millennia-old female corpse was something you couldn’t come to terms with, while calling her a fairy was deceiving yourself. In short, you were worried that Little Hei and Zhao’er might end up fighting, but in the end, Little Hei was very well-behaved in front of her.

Sometimes, Little Hei even liked to sit next to Zhao’er, as if it enjoyed the aura she emitted.

However, it must be said, the arrangements made by Xi Yu broadened your horizons quite a bit.

Because now Zhao’er is not the only person around you—she quickly became friends with the girls from the supernatural detective society, and Lin Panxia was always clinging to her, sweetly calling out "Sister Zhao’er" this and "Sister Zhao’er" that.

Seeing Zhao’er start to interact with other girls like an ordinary person made you feel even better.

However, it seemed like fate just wanted to mess with you. Just as you were feeling good, an old black Mercedes S600 pulled up beside you.

The window of the front passenger seat slowly lowered, and a young man in black clothing asked the five of you boys, "Excuse me, which one of you is Li Muyun, Master Li?"

"I am."

You stepped forward, looking at the young man.

"Hello, could you trouble yourself to come with us to a place?"

"Where to?"

"We’re taking you to meet an elder."

"Elder?" You naturally thought of your grandmother, the old lady who liked to put on airs.

Sighing softly to yourself, you figured your good mood was about to end there.

"Alright."

You opened the rear door of the car and sat down.

In the car, you rode in silence.

You didn’t ask, they didn’t speak, and the atmosphere inside the car felt somewhat suffocating.

After driving for about twenty minutes, the car finally stopped, and the young man in the front passenger seat got out first and opened the car door for you.

"Master Li, please follow me."

You looked around and realized you were in the midst of an old building, and not far in front of you, the sound of a guqin floated down from an upper pavilion.

Since you were here, there was nothing to be nervous about. You followed the young man into the old house before you, climbed the spiral staircase, and eventually stood on the pavilion.

This was a room not even thirty square meters, not spacious, but brightly lit and clean; though decorated simply, the air carried an exceptionally fresh scent that made one feel involuntarily refreshed and relaxed upon smelling it.

There were two people sitting inside, a man and a woman. The woman, dressed in an elegant cheongsam, sat in front of a guqin, burning incense and slowly playing a tune you could not comprehend.

The man was somewhat older—a once handsome man. Seeing him, you suddenly felt he had an air reminiscent of Wu Qiyi.

With this thought, you paused slightly. Then with a light sigh, you greeted the middle-aged man with a bow, "Uncle Wu, your nephew intrudes upon your time."

The middle-aged man was Wu Qiyi’s father, Wu Sihua, the current clan leader of the Wu Family Clan.

Wu Sihua turned to look at you, a soft smile in his voice, "Come in. My apologies for the presumptuous invitation. Did I interrupt your studies?"

You shrugged nonchalantly, "I’m from the cultural heritage department. That bit of knowledge is deeply ingrained in me—I’d know it just as well whether I attended class or not."

"In that case, please take a seat, and let’s have a good talk, just uncle and nephew."

You did not hesitate and sloppily took a seat.

Thinking back, you had met Wu Sihua a few times when you were little but did not have a strong impression. As a child, you envied Wu Qiyi for having a cultured and gentle father, but he was her father, not yours, so you didn’t pay much attention.

However, you didn’t expect Wu Sihua to call you over suddenly and couldn’t help but ask, "Uncle Wu, what brings your nephew here today? Is there something you need?"