The Psychic Girl

"Ru Feng! Make a decision quickly!

There is only one Ice Soul Coffin. Which is more important, your beloved disciple or that woman of unknown origin?

He is the prince of Xiliang!

Even if that woman's life and death really concerns the entire Lingwu, I can't care so much!

Right now, I just want the little ghost to be alive and well!

As his master, are you going to watch him die?

It’s been over a hundred years, she won’t wake up at all! …”

What Yuwen Li said these days kept circling in his mind.

Do you really have to choose one or the other?

What should he do?

……

Staring at the man's heterochromatic eyes, Ye Lianxi actually had a sense of déjà vu.

He walked out from the protection of the ghost soldiers and passed through all the spirits to come in front of him.

Wherever Ye Lianxi passed, people made way for a passage that was only for her to pass through.

“!What are you going to do!

This is a psychic from the spirit world! The current owner of the Spiritual Pavilion!"

Seeing the man extending his right hand towards Ye Lianxi, the city lord Pato immediately shouted nervously, worried that he would do something bad to this girl.

Ye Lianxi turned around and smiled and shook her head at Pato, indicating that it was okay.

, this is the man’s number in the spiritual world.

He had no memory of his death, so he didn't know why he ended up in Fengdu. He didn't remember what he was still lingering on, but every time he wanted to reincarnate, there would always be a voice reminding him that someone was waiting for him to go back!

As for who was waiting for him? Where to go back? He didn't know.

But recently, this voice has become weaker and weaker. He wanders aimlessly on the streets of Fengdu all day long, and even feels that he is about to be free...

"Have we met somewhere before? I think I know you!

You, you are...?"

He used his right hand to trace Ye Lianxi's beautiful eyebrows and eyes in the air and said this with a confused look.

The first time he saw her, he felt the same sense of familiarity and intimacy as Ye Lianxi.

But perhaps due to the erosion of a hundred years or the shackles of the spiritual world, his memory was as blurred as through a layer of mist.

"Ye Lianxi, my name is Ye Lianxi.

"Ye...Lian...Xi?"

He frowned and tried to recall the name word by word, but he couldn't find the corresponding memory.

"Are you really willing to trust me? Believe that I can help you?"

Facing Ye Lianxi, he pulled himself out of his memories and nodded sincerely.

"I have been...trapped here for a hundred years...

Although I know that death will no longer have any meaning in this world, I still want to know if it is worth it for me to give up reincarnation and wait for the past hundred years?

What exactly am I missing?"

Ye Lianxi looked at the number on his neck that glowed with a faint green light.

Expectations are reflected in the black and white pupils, like the two extremes of the world, yet maintaining the most harmonious balance in this spirit.

"Your request! I heard you!"

In response to this expectation, Ye Lianxi smiled faintly and looked straight into those special eyes.

I took his right hand, which he had not yet put down. The message from his right hand flowed through my palms little by little.

Closing her eyes, images of the man began to appear in Ye Lianxi's mind.

He was about five or six years old, playing and laughing with his brother in the magnificent palace;

He was punished to kneel in the corridor because he could not draw the spell that his master asked him to memorize;

When his family suffered misfortune, he was willing to be imprisoned in a dungeon and humiliated at the age of thirteen;

He and a woman in a pink flower dress leaned against each other under a tree covered with rain of flowers, and they made a vow to each other forever.

He was seriously injured and covered in blood, and was carried back by the crowd;

And he lay on the huge bed with his eyes closed for a long time...

Le Zhengrufeng came alone to the closed and cold underground palace, facing the girl lying quietly on the transparent ice coffin.

The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, she was wearing a snow-white dress, and her long black hair stretched from the Ice Soul Coffin to the bottom of the coffin.

Although she has been sleeping, her body still retains vitality. Her hair and nails continue to grow and need to be taken care of every few years.

She really seemed to have fallen asleep simply because of tiredness.

Although his body had no breath and no heartbeat, his complexion looked very rosy and healthy.

Compared to when I first met her a hundred years ago, the state of her spiritual consciousness is much better.

Le Zhengrufeng doesn't want to give up this girl, but what should Gong Yimian do?

That is also his most beloved disciple!

For the first time, the first time in his life, even someone as smart as him was caught in a dilemma with no solution.

"Can you tell me?

What can I do to save both of you?"

……

"Oh no! Follow me!"

I don’t know what scene I saw, the past, present or future?

Ye Lianxi's face showed unprecedented urgency and anxiety. She was about to rush out with her clenched hands.

"Where are you taking me?!"

Her sudden action left the man confused, and his eyes became even more bewildered.

"Take you back to the real world!

Don't you want to know what you miss? Rather than hearing it from me, why not feel it yourself?

If you were to be reborn like this, you would definitely feel regretful!

Go back! You don’t belong to the spirit world yet! But if you stay here any longer, you won’t be able to leave!

Gong Yimian! I will give you back your name! Go back to your world!"

"Gong...Yi...Mian? My name is..."

Her words woke Gong Yimian up as if from a dream, and her eyes, which had been blank all the time, suddenly showed an affirmative look.

The memories that had been hazy like mist suddenly emerged clearly in his mind.

"I am, I am Gong Yimian!

Oh, right! Wan'er! Wan'er is still waiting for me!

There are also Master, Master Yuwen, Father, and Eldest Brother!

I have to go back immediately to see them!"

Seeing Gong Yimian coming to his senses because of her words, Ye Lianxi suddenly felt a joy from the bottom of her heart, not knowing whether it was because she helped fulfill someone else's request.

"I've been waiting for you to say this!

Fat old man! Open the city gate!

I want to send him back to the real world! Otherwise he will really die!"

Smiling brightly at Gong Yimian, she turned around and spoke loudly to the city lord Pato in the distance.

“This, this is unconventional!

Even if he didn't die in the living world, his spirit has already gone to the spirit world!"

Pato saw her holding Gong Yimian's hand and shuttling between the heavy ghost soldiers and all the spirits. He wanted to stop them, but at this moment, the mark of the red spider lily on Ye Lianxi's heart suddenly flashed a dazzling light.

Following Ye Lianxi closely, the warm light enveloped both her and himself, and the kind and familiar feeling emerged again.

【“Why are you helping me? How come you are lying without blushing?”

……

“Ah! I got it!!!

Is it because I’m too handsome? So… hehehehe.”

……

"Hey! What's your name!"

"Me? My name is Xia Xi."

"Xia, Xi, remember this!

I am Gong Yimian!

You are very lucky to have helped me. Sooner or later, I will repay this kindness double!

May the spirits of Xifeng Mountain protect you! Xiaxi!

We will see you again!

I have a strong feeling…”]

"This is?……"

Pato and the spirits present couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

The passage connecting the living world and the spirit world was directly opened because of Ye Lianxi's strong desire...

In the underground palace of Xiliang that is closed all year round.

The girl's entire body suddenly glowed with a warm light.

Le Zhengrufeng watched Ye Lianxi open her eyes after sleeping for more than a hundred years. Her hands, which were supporting the Bingpo Coffin, were shaking on the edge of the coffin with excitement.

After more than a hundred years, he finally, finally waited for the moment when the girl woke up...

The first thing Ye Lianxi saw when she opened her eyes was Le Ruzhengfeng.

On his handsome face, two thick eyebrows were rippling softly, as if he was always smiling, and they were curved like the bright crescent moon in the night sky.

He had handsome facial features and a perfect face shape, but there were tears in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

"here it is……?

Hey!!! It's my body!

How come I came back too? ? "

Feeling surrounded by coldness, Ye Lianxi couldn't help but shiver.

"Gong Yimian! That's right! He's not dead yet!

You can’t give up on him!”

Thinking of the man with heterochromatic pupils, Ye Lianxi suddenly excitedly grasped a corner of the blue lotus-colored sleeve of Le Zhengfeng beside her...

At that time, Ye Lianxi did not know the significance of psychics to this continent.

She also has no idea what kind of unpredictable impact her awakening will bring to this continent.