I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 578: Want to Seek Death? Play Rock-Paper-Scissors Against the Mirror_1

Chapter 578: Chapter 578: Want to Seek Death? Play Rock-Paper-Scissors Against the Mirror_1

Just as I had put down my phone, another pleasant ringtone began to sound.

There was no reaction from my own hand, so naturally, I assumed it was Xian Qianling’s, but she too looked astonished.

Could it be...

By the time we both realized what was happening, Zhao’er had already taken out a delicately designed phone from her pocket: "Guihua... mhm, I’m listening... Tonight? No, Yun said I must be back in my room to sleep by seven... No room for discussion... Alright, I’ll accompany you tomorrow morning... Yes, I won’t tell Yun, and I won’t bring Little Yun and Xi Yu..."

What’s going on?

Zhao’er actually had a little secret between girls with Yin Guihua!?

After Zhao’er hung up the phone, she turned around with an unchanged expression and said to me, "Guihua has something up, and I need to meet her early tomorrow morning."

Even though Zhao’er still spoke in a very blunt manner, and her logic seemed a bit chaotic, it no longer hindered her from communicating normally with others. And it was this kind of reaction that made me feel even more elated.

To me, there was nothing better than Zhao’er regaining her senses.

Even though I didn’t know when Yin Guihua became close with Zhao’er, seeing that Zhao’er could play with her naturally made me happy. After all, it also meant that Zhao’er was taking a big step towards becoming a normal girl.

Moreover, Zhao’er was very principled in her actions. She strictly followed any tasks I assigned. Like the rule that you must return to your room to sleep before seven o’clock at night, to prevent her from suddenly falling into a deep sleep on the street after that hour. After all, for Zhao’er, the only discomfort now was that once it passed eight o’clock at night, she would automatically fall asleep, and then wake up promptly at six in the morning, much like a robot set with an alarm clock.

As for worrying that Zhao’er might be taken advantage of, huh.

Even an almost demigod-like terrifying presence such as the Empress could only tie with Zhao’er in a fight. Looking across all of China, even the whole world, there are few who can withstand a slap from her.

I checked my watch; it was already past three in the afternoon.

I had been planning to visit the so-called Goujian training field, but now it was clear there was no time left. Anyway, I had already accomplished half of the goal, so I may as well come back next time.

Knowing that Zhao’er and I were returning to Yuhang, Xian Qianling, out of character, did not follow us, but instead stood under the Thousand-Year Torreya Tree at the entrance of the mountain village, waiting for Sun Mingyu to come pick him up in his car.

While waiting for Sun Mingyu, I didn’t immediately drive away, but stood with Zhao’er under the Thousand-Year Torreya Tree as well, looking up at those overlapping layers of mountains.

"Why aren’t you guys leaving?"

"We’re waiting for him to arrive, and for you to get in the car," I said in response, a simple sentence.

Xian Qianling looked back at me and asked, "I’m not a three-year-old kid, why are you waiting for Sun Mingyu to come?"

I didn’t answer, because I too didn’t know how to answer.

If it were any other time, I would definitely disappear immediately, eager to be as far away from this crazy woman as possible.

But, ever since I found out that Xian Qianling was that beautiful elder sister I met in the mall all those years ago, a feeling of guilt spontaneously arose.

You’re well aware that the two people Xian Qianling held most dear were indirectly killed by you and Wu Qiyi, especially by you.

Back when you saw those armed mercenaries approaching, you panicked and started running with Wu Qiyi and Xian Qianling, which led the mercenaries to believe that the three of you were close. They used the lives of Xian Qianling’s grandmother and grandmother as leverage to coax Wu Qiyi out of hiding.

If you hadn’t dragged Xian Qianling with you back then, her two loved ones might not have died on the spot, and her fate would have been altered; she wouldn’t have become the fierce detective of Yuhang City Criminal Police Brigade, nor would she have been so quick to kick people and explode in temper. Instead, she might have become a gentle, quiet, beautiful, and elegant pianist.

Perhaps then, her life would have been perfect...

Silence ensued, accompanied naturally by only the sound of the wind...

Before long, Sun Mingyu drove up. As Xian Qianling opened the car door, ready to get in, she suddenly turned back, giving you a profound and tender gaze, "Li Muyun, I’m telling you earnestly. The past is the past; stop dithering and fussing over it like an old woman. I, Xian Qianling, chart my own course in life, not some damn fate!"

With that, Xian Qianling slammed the car door shut, and barked at a confused Sun Mingyu, "Drive!"

Sun Mingyu gave you a slight nod and immediately stepped on the gas, driving away rapidly.

Watching the receding taillights, you closed your eyes slightly, a hint of indelible melancholy on your face...

At six in the evening, holding a plastic bag of vegetables, you knocked on the door of the Ladies’ Home.

Xi Yu opened the door, and upon seeing you arrive with Zhao’er, she said softly with a smile, "Where did Master Li take Miss Zhao’er for fun today?"

"Just strolled around a bit. Zhao’er said that the lady in charge of your meals has taken a break due to a high fever, so I’m here to give you an hour of housekeeping," you said, swinging the plastic bag in your hand towards Xi Yu.

"We’ll have a feast tonight. The lady mentioned that Master Li’s cooking skills are comparable to a five-star chef," Xi Yu said.

"You flatter me, you flatter me," you replied. Though you said this, not a trace of humility could be seen; after all, receiving compliments from a beautiful woman was indeed a pleasant thing.

Just as you entered the living room and were about to take the ingredients into the kitchen, you heard sounds like "rock, paper, scissors" coming from Lin Panxia’s room on the second floor.

"What’s Xiaxia doing?" you asked Wu Qiyi, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Perhaps hearing your voice, Lin Panxia suddenly ran out from her room on the second floor, standing at the railing and calling down to you, "Brother Mu Yun, those people are so annoying, they cheated my feelings."

"What on earth!?" Upon hearing this, you, who always saw Lin Panxia like a younger sister, immediately set the plastic bag aside, your eyes ablaze with anger, "Which blind sod dares to bully Xiaxia? Speak up, Brother will take care of him for you!"

"Ugh, not like that," Lin Panxia hurriedly explained as you misunderstood her, "There’s this rumor on WeChat that says if you play rock-paper-scissors with your reflection in the mirror, you can see a ghost. But I’ve been playing all afternoon and no ghost has shown up!"

Upon hearing this, you couldn’t help letting your head droop in exasperation and sighed, "I say, Xiaxia, why are you always so keen on seeing those things? People can’t avoid them fast enough."

"I’m just curious," she said.

Thinking it over, you said to Lin Panxia, "I don’t know if the method you’re talking about works or not, but playing rock-paper-scissors with your mirror in your room during the afternoon is definitely not going to reveal any ghosts. There might be a chance if you do it at midnight, though."

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