The Psychic Girl

Fengdu has become very lively these days.

According to the spirits in the spiritual world, that was because the Spiritual Pavilion welcomed its new owner.

A girl with delicate features and a frail figure.

On the stone pillar in front of the Spiritual Pavilion, two chaotic beast spirits were climbing up the pillar with their claws and fangs clenched, occasionally playing tricks on and scaring the spirits that passed by or approached here.

According to Fengdu City Lord Pato, since Ye Lianxi is the only one in the Spiritual Pavilion, all requests to be submitted to the Spiritual Pavilion will first be collected in the City Lord's Mansion, and then the City Lord will send them to the Spiritual Pavilion in order according to the difficulty and urgency of the requests, so as to reduce Ye Lianxi's burden.

As for the accumulation of the past psychic who had been absent for a thousand years...

Ye Lianxi looked at the ghost soldiers shuttling back and forth at the entrance of the Spiritual Pavilion, and at the piles of bamboo files piled up like mountains in front of them.

They are still being delivered from the warehouse of the City Lord's Mansion continuously, and have already filled all the space in the resource room from the second floor to the fifth floor of the Spiritual Pavilion.

"Don't worry, just take your time to look at these. Although the quantity is quite large...but I believe you can do it!!"

Pato, who was standing aside, looked at Ye Lianxi, who was in a daze, with a smile on his face.

Ever since he witnessed the strength Ye Lianxi displayed in the spiritual world, he had high expectations for this girl.

Patting her thin shoulder meaningfully, Pato showed a relieved expression as if to say, "Young man, you have a great potential."

“In fact, there are only a few stubborn old men in this file.

They all relied on their own 1,800 years of life to bully others with their age! They even ran away to the modern world and refused to come back!

It’s good that you’re here! Once we solve them, the rest will be easy!”

Before Ye Lianxi could speak, Pato raised his right hand and added.

"By the way! I won't hold it against you for letting me go this time!

Just take a good look at it! I won’t bother you anymore… I’ll leave first!”

As if afraid that Ye Lianxi would return all the files on the mountain, before Pato finished speaking, the group of ghost soldiers who had just finished carrying the files ran out quickly... No! To be precise, they escaped from the Spiritual Pavilion.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat! Retreat immediately! Hurry up!"

In the chaotic shoving and pushing, a few people were not careful and fell on the spot, causing the two Chaos Beasts guarding the Spiritual Pavilion in front of the door to roll over in joy.

Ye Lianxi silently picked up a long and heavy file that they had left at her feet and sighed silently.

"This old man is so dishonest!

"Where is the city lord? How can you finish all this by yourself?!"

A complaining voice suddenly came from behind her, and the speaker was Gong Yimian.

Immersed in the vast amount of files in front of him, Ye Lianxi began to answer the complaint without even realizing it.

"It's not easy for the fat old man to be the lord of Fengdu..."

Suddenly realizing there was someone else around, she snapped back to her senses.

"You, how did you get in?

I finally managed to send you back to the real world to reunite with your family! Why are you back again? ! "

Waving his hand to close the door of the Spiritual Pavilion, Ye Lianxi looked at Gong Yimian who was looking around in the Spiritual Pavilion with a suspicious look on his face.

In fact, Gong Yimian had never expected to come to the spirit world again.

I don’t know if it’s because he has stayed in the spirit world for too long, but now as soon as he falls asleep, his spirit will find his way back to Fengdu on its own.

But when daybreak came, the spirit was pulled back by itself.

Gong Yimian did not feel panic about this, but felt it was good. He was now more willing to stay in the lonely and cold spirit world than in the real world...

"Master asked me to tell you that you suddenly appeared in the Xiliang Palace and saved me in front of so many people. He was afraid that your identity as a psychic would be exposed, so he told others that you were his apprentice. Don't let it slip when you wake up tomorrow.

Also, you can now freely travel between the living world and the spirit world, and you don’t need the Ice Soul Coffin anymore. Master will place your body in the side hall with me...Ye, Lian, Xi? Are you really called Ye Lianxi?"

After conveying the news that his master had a beard, Gong Yimian looked at the familiar and childish face and suddenly asked.

The face in his memory left him with a vague sense of doubt.

Moreover, he couldn't believe that there was a psychic in Lingwu Continent, and she became his junior sister.

Facing Gong Yimian's question, Ye Lianxi nodded as a matter of course.

How could what Sai Ya said be wrong?

In the Lingwu Continent now, no one except Le Zhengrufeng and Gong Yimian knows her identity as a psychic.

Ye Lianxi firmly believed that Le Ruzhengfeng, who had protected his body for more than a hundred years, could be trusted, so he acquiesced to their actions.

Sai Ya instructed me not to reveal my identity as a psychic in the world of the living.

As long as we don't figure out the truth behind the disappearance of all the psychics, the hidden threats and dangers will always exist.

Alone, Sai Ya tells her that she must learn to seek help and know how to protect herself.

"It's better when I'm in the spirit world. I can't think of any troubles..."

After completing the tasks assigned by his master, Gong Yimian sat down cross-legged on the blanket laid out in the main building.

The Spiritual Pavilion has been abandoned and empty for more than a thousand years. No matter how glorious and lively it was in the past, it now seems too deserted and quiet with only Gong Yimian as the spirit.

After a while, as if he was tired of sitting, he lay down with his arms and legs spread out, as if he was treating this place as comfortable as his own home.

Seeing Gong Yimian like this, Ye Lianxi pursed her lips. There were still many things waiting for her to deal with. Although she wanted to ignore his abnormal behavior, Gong Yimian was the first spirit she helped, and she didn't want to mess it up and disappoint Sai Ya.

"…You are worried about something,"

"Aren't you a psychic?..."

"...Spiritual communication takes a lot of energy. Besides, you don't belong to the spirit world right now, so this is not something that a spiritualist must do."

There was no further words. After a while of silence, Gong Yimian suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Wan'er... has already married my brother...

Now I have three nephews and two nieces!

Hehehe..."

He smiled somewhat sadly, and covered his eyebrows with his right hand, trying to block the dim light from the Spiritual Pavilion that shone into his eyes.

"...Waited for a hundred years...I thought...she would wait for me too..."

His tone suddenly became somewhat sad, and finally his voice became as thin as a thread and stopped.

Most of his face was covered by his hands, so Gong Yimian's expression could not be seen clearly, but Ye Lianxi could feel the sadness and regret coming from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Lianxi had already seen what Gong Yimian said before bringing him back to the world of the living.

She couldn't say anything to comfort him, she wasn't good at soothing spirits.

"If I had known that after sleeping for a hundred years, the world I would wake up to would be like this... I would have rather died!

At least, there are still the past and her beautiful memories..."

Having said this, Gong Yimian suddenly sat up, and the eye sockets under his palms turned red.