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Chapter 1465 - 1458: Cheng Ziang’s Hidden Worries

Chapter 1465: Chapter 1458: Cheng Ziang’s Hidden Worries

It was precisely for this reason that Cheng Ziang considered having Liseya invade a member of the Ghost Race to copy their memories and learn their language directly. And the reason he actively volunteered to pursue this Ghost Race girl was partly out of a sense of justice and partly to take the opportunity to target a lone member of the Ghost Race for invasion.

In the village, he hardly dared summon Liseya, since it was clear that the Ghost Race’s high witch was no ordinary person. She might detect Liseya’s presence, and then they, the outsiders, would certainly be watched.

The psychological pain of mental invasion is worse than physical pain. The latter is only temporary discomfort, but the former could result in the implantation of an unpleasant memory, becoming a lifelong nightmare.

Cheng Ziang could only pray that the bad memories Liseya left in the Ghost Race girl would be sealed away with today’s events, so that the Ghost Race would not target him.

The Ghost Race girl woke up from the nightmare and was immediately held down by Feng. Her eyes widened as she saw Feng’s Yaksha mask, and suddenly realized she was not wearing her mask. In her panic, a look of shyness crossed her face.

It just so happened that the mask Feng chose was exclusively used by male Ghost Race guards, so when the girl saw his Yaksha mask, she naturally mistook him for a man. In the Ghost Race, if a girl’s face is seen by a strange man, it’s pretty much equivalent to losing her chastity.

Noticing her expression, Feng was first taken aback, then picked up the girl’s mask from the ground, washed it with water a bit, and then carefully placed it on her face. It was not that he pitied the girl, but the recent situation had frightened him, so he didn’t dare to make any big movements.

At this moment, the moon emerged from behind the clouds, spilling bright moonlight into the forest and illuminating this clearing. The Ghost Race girl stared at Feng’s actions, taking it as a sign of gentleness.

When faced with danger, people often mistakenly attribute the increased heartbeat caused by danger to being moved by the other person, leading to feelings of admiration. This psychological effect is known as the Suspension Bridge Effect.

And so it was, feeling scared, the Ghost Race girl mistook her feelings towards Feng with the Yaksha mask as being moved, and thus she began to develop feelings of admiration for him.

While rescuing her, Cheng Ziang took the opportunity to take a closer look at the girl. It must be said that although her face had not fully matured, she was indeed very delicate-looking, with very fine features, without the crude feeling typical of barbarians.

There is a saying that the insides of the Ghost Race’s masks are carefully designed and polished so that when they wear the masks, it adjusts their faces day after day, much like wearing braces, ultimately making their face resemble the inside of the mask.

Of course, this girl looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, about the same age as Yichuan Ying. At her age, she would have only been wearing a mask for a few years, and it’s unlikely that her face could be so easily adjusted. It could be said that she naturally had a good foundation.

Moreover, whether a face can really adjust to fit the contours of a mask is a proposition worth discussing, and one shouldn’t jump to conclusions too readily.

After enduring pain, the girl, seeing the person who moved her heart for the first time, stopped moaning and simply stared at Feng.

Liseya was quick to gather information, and Cheng Ziang had long been ready to receive it. After a brief silence, Liseya’s spirit burst forth from his body, passing through his back.

Her memories and insights once again merged with Cheng Ziang, and all the memories she had just intercepted were transferred into Cheng Ziang’s mind, allowing him to truly peer into the memories of this girl in her teens.

However, soul invasion is indeed uncomfortable. Although Cheng Ziang was prepared for it, still, being impacted by Liseya in such a way left him breathless for a good while as he stood resting on the spot.

But the price was worth it as, after digestion and integration, Cheng Ziang could now proficiently master the complex language of the Ghost Race.

"Is she alright?" Taking a deep breath, Cheng Ziang turned around excitedly and asked Feng.

"She should be fine," Feng replied, looking at the girl but unsure of what to say next, for she did not speak the Ghost Race language.

Seeing this, Cheng Ziang cleared his throat and then asked in slightly awkward Ghost Race language, "Are you alright, Balan?"

Hearing his words, the girl named Balan touched her mask and looked at him, tilting her head in confusion, "You don’t seem to be from our village, how do you know my name?"

"Ah, this..." Cheng Ziang’s heart skipped a beat, realizing he had misspoken. Hesitating for a moment, he scratched his head and explained somewhat awkwardly, "Uh, well, your mother asked us to find you. We are guests who just arrived at the village today."

"Oh, are you guests?" The girl seemed not at all shy, and after regaining her composure, she became lively.

"Uh, yes." Cheng Ziang didn’t dare to talk too much with her for fear of giving themselves away.

"And him..." The girl widened her eyes for a glance at Feng, then slowly lowered her head, seemingly bashful.

But Feng had none of those tender feelings; she had no interest in Balan whatsoever, and looked puzzled as she cocked her head at the girl’s action.

"Anyway, let’s head back first." Cheng Ziang gestured, deliberately making his Ghost Race language sound awkward.

"I want her to take me back." The girl pointed at Feng, unabashed in her demand.

"Okay then." Cheng Ziang scratched his head and was momentarily at a loss to grasp the girl’s little schemes.

With Feng taking Balan’s hand, and Cheng Ziang leading the way, the trio carefully made their way back along the path they came by.

They had moved fast when chasing, but the return journey wasn’t as quick, so it took the three of them a good half hour to successfully navigate through the jungle and back to the brightly lit village.

At that moment, the Ghost Race people had all lit torches, standing at the edge of the jungle eagerly awaiting them, and when they saw the trio returning safely, a huge cheer erupted. Balan’s mother rushed up as soon as she saw her daughter and started wailing and crying.

However, this time, Cheng Ziang could clearly understand every word, every exclamation the Ghost Race people said, even the seemingly meaningless wails of Balan’s mother.

Seeing Cheng Ziang and Feng return safely, Baiyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, then walked up and threw the rifle to him.

"Can’t you help me carry it?" Cheng Ziang said with a wry smile.

"I didn’t expect you guys to actually chase her down. Is she alright?" Baiyue asked, looking at Balan with arms crossed.

"She’s fine, just frightened." Cheng Ziang said.

"What about the Faceless?" Baiyue asked, looking at him.

"What do you think? With Feng here, how much could I possibly contribute? She was brutal enough; Liseya didn’t even make a move before she slaughtered them all." Cheng Ziang spread his hands and shrugged, his face a picture of helplessness.

"Good job." Baiyue nodded with satisfaction and then reached out to stroke the head of Feng who had come closer.

"Speaking of which..." Baiyue suddenly thought of something while caressing her head, and then, with a frown, stared at Cheng Ziang and asked, "What was that good idea you mentioned earlier?"

"Well, don’t you think I’ve become very fluent in Kyushu language recently?" Cheng Ziang decided to keep them in suspense a bit longer.

"It does seem to be the case, have you been secretly practicing somewhere?" Baiyue nodded, eyeing him suspiciously.

"Liseya has a power, something we discovered recently," Cheng Ziang said, locking eyes with Baiyue before continuing, "She can steal a person’s entire memory through soul contact and then transfer it to someone specific, usually me."

"What do you mean?" Although she was somewhat perplexed, Baiyue was beginning to feel a tingle on her scalp.

"When we rescued Yichuan Ying, her father sent an assassin to kill her. Liseya copied all the memories of that assassin and then pasted them into my brain," Cheng Ziang shrugged, explaining casually.

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