The Psychic Girl

Chapter 67 Want help? Then you have to believe that I can do it!

In the City Lord's Mansion, Pato became more and more pleased as he looked at Ye Lianxi in front of him.

The spirit world had waited for more than a thousand years for the first and only psychic, so he naturally held him in his hands for fear of dropping him, and held him in his mouth for fear of melting him. He wished he could protect him day and night and worship him.

"Sai Ya said, you know what a psychic has to do, so if there is anything you need me to do right away, just tell me.

Although being a good psychic is important, I also promised Sai Ya that I would return to the human world to find out the truth behind the disappearance of other psychics thousands of years ago."

Regarding the disappearance of the psychics, the underworld had actually been searching hard, but they didn't know much more than Bi Ya.

Even if all the psychics are dead, their spirits will at least come to the spirit world first!

But no, not one...

Except for Saiya's spirit who was in the spirit world at that time, all the psychics in the world seemed to have never existed, and disappeared from both the living and spirit worlds.

And originally, Sai Ya was not supposed to come to the spirit world that day.

Because the day when the psychics disappeared collectively was the day when they agreed to gather in the Devil's Forest once a year to participate in the psychic battle.

Sai Ya temporarily captured a very powerful evil spirit and returned to the spirit world to deal with it, but when she returned to the human world and the Devil's Forest, everyone had disappeared.

Sai Ya couldn't find any clues left by the disappeared people. As a psychic, she couldn't even find her own body in the world.

Although the city lord of Fengdu at that time also wanted to help her, the underworld has its own iron laws.

Originally, psychics belonged neither to the spirit world nor to the world of the living, so the underworld had no right to imprison them in the spirit world or force them to reincarnate. However, since they were already dead spirits, they should not continue to stay in the world of the living.

So, in the end, after seven years of investigating in the living world as a spirit, Sai Ya had to trap herself in the Hell Sea in the Aoi Blood Ring.

In the end, I hurt myself...

Pato had no intention of persuading Ye Lianxi to give up the search for the truth of this incident, but he was worried that Ye Lianxi would put himself in the same predicament as Sai Ya or even worse by investigating this matter.

In the spirit world, the Master of the Spiritual Pavilion holds a status no less important than that of the Lord of Fengdu City, so he has no right to demand that Ye Lianxi must do anything. However, seeing her young and ignorant appearance, Pato felt that he still had to tell her.

As a psychic, she has a mission and responsibilities that are more important than pursuing the truth.

For a long time, psychics who have the right to freely enter and exit the spirit world have regularly received requests from spirits stranded in Fengdu who are unable to reincarnate in the Spiritual Pavilion, helping them to let go of their obsessions in the world.

Because of the thousand-year absence of psychics, the number of spirits stranded in Fengdu continues to increase but cannot decrease.

Especially in the past one or two hundred years, a large number of lives have died in Lingwu Continent due to wars and various accidents.

Although the spiritual world is vast, the entire Fengdu has long been in a difficult saturated state, and riots caused by spirits have occurred many times.

As a result, some spirits that are unwilling to leave the living world are helplessly ignored because of their relatively strong power. They are left to wander in the human world, and no one can bring them back to the spirit world.

But these are not the worst.

What gives Pato the most headache is that the hibiscus tree that has supported hell for tens of thousands of years is withering.

The anxiety that Fusang might fall plunged the entire underworld into panic, because its withering also gave some evil spirits in hell the opportunity to escape to the world of the living, burying catastrophic hidden dangers there.

If he could make three wishes, Pato only wishes that:

1. Those evil spirits that escape can be caught and taken back to hell as soon as possible.

2. The spirits that are stuck in Fengdu and unable to reincarnate can recover to their normal level as soon as possible.

3. The living world can have as few deaths as possible...

However, these wishes are simply impossible to fulfill without the help of a psychic.

Although it was imaginable that Ye Lianxi had to shoulder the mission of thousands of people alone, the workload was huge, but the soul of this girl had a kind of warmth that made people approachable, and her appearance reopened the Psychic Pavilion. Pato began to understand why Sai Ya chose her.

If it's her, it's definitely possible.

She has this ability.

"You guys, go post a notice at the city gate to let those guys in Fengdu who have been lingering for hundreds or thousands of years know!

There are psychics in the spirit world! If you have any questions, go to the psychic pavilion!

Get out of Fengdu quickly and go and reincarnate honestly!

Also, move all the files that have been stored in the warehouse over the years to me, I want..."

Just as Pato was excitedly giving orders to his ghost soldiers, suddenly a skeleton in iron armor rushed into the city lord's mansion shouting.

"City Lord, something bad has happened! Something bad has happened!

All the spirits in Fengdu gathered in front of the Spiritual Pavilion, and they all clamored to see the new spiritualist! "

Pato was stunned for a moment. It turned out that the news of the opening of the Spiritual Pavilion had spread in Fengdu.

"Well, I haven't even posted the notice yet, and they're already showing up!

Exactly!

Let's go, girl!

Just hide behind me. I don't want to scare you since you're new here."

Following Pato, standing in front of the main building of the Spiritual Pavilion, Ye Lianxi faced a sea of ​​spirits in front of him.

Although there were a lot of ghost soldiers guarding the place, the scene was still chaotic and noisy.

It was truly a spectacular sight she had never seen before.

Suspicion, expectation, curiosity, vigilance...

Feeling all the emotions transmitted to her by all the spirits, she suddenly walked in front of Pato, raised her hands and clapped loudly in the air.

Along with this sound, the bell on her bracelet also rang.

In an instant, the noisy noises around stopped, and even Pato was startled.

Looking down at them like an arrogant king, the girl slowly opened her lips and spoke.

“I am not standing here because I want to be a psychic, and I will not be your savior.

My purpose as a psychic is to fulfill a promise I have made to one person, so don't expect me to fulfill all of your requests.

But since I have promised to be a good psychic, I will definitely fulfill my promise.

If you need help, please let me know and trust me completely."

"I trust you!"

A man's loud voice suddenly came from below.

Ye Lianxi looked deeply at the man who had a sincere face and said that he believed in her.

He looked to be only in his twenties, with fair skin and pink lips. His facial features were not handsome but angular.

Especially the off-white heterochromatic eye is particularly eye-catching.

……

A hundred years have passed. It has been exactly one hundred years since the Second Prince of Xiliang fell into a coma.

Even the Wuxie Sect, the most proficient in spiritual and evil witchcraft in Xiliang, was helpless.

Seeing that the Second Prince was barely hanging on to his breath in his sleep, but had no consciousness at all, everyone told King Xiliang that he was truly beyond saving.

One hundred years was the limit of what they could do to prolong the connection between his body and spirit.

If the second prince still doesn't wake up after tonight, then we can only give up completely.

It’s already night…

Standing in front of the bed, Le Zhengru watched as Gong Yimian's body gradually lost its vitality and became extremely weak.

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