Chapter 2239: Medicine Shocks the World (24)

Chapter 2239: Chapter 2239: Medicine Shocks the World (24)

Chuzheng stroked her chin in thought, her gaze searching through the crowd.

The task not completed means the deal isn’t done.

Why isn’t the deal done? She followed the proper procedures.

If there’s no issue with her, then there’s a problem with these people.

These people... are they really people?

Chuzheng dragged Jing Po into the coffin: "Wait here."

Jing Po grabbed her sleeve: "What... are you going to do?"

"Kill people."

Jing Po: "???"

Chuzheng pressed Jing Po inside and turned towards the crowd.

Jing Po wanted to intervene, but was stopped by something, completely unable to get out.

He could only watch from inside the coffin as that girl intercepted a person, and before that person could react, pulled out a nearby bamboo pole and stabbed them right through.

One... two...

No one beside her was spared.

In the time it took for her hand to rise and fall, people dropped at her feet.

Jing Po’s hand that gripped the edge of the coffin suddenly loosened, and he almost fell back inside.

If looked closely, one would see him shaking as if terrified by something.

Jing Po thought of that suffocating feeling in the Illusion Realm.

——How could it be.

——Won’t kill you.

That calm voice echoed in Jing Po’s ears.

Will she really not?

That voice resounded in his heart, questioning him louder and more urgently.

Will she really not?

She is always so calm with everything, even while killing him in the Illusion Realm.

Even if she kills me... it’s nothing, right?

Jing Po hugged himself, curling into the corner, covering his ears.

But he still heard the voice.

The voice said: "Only one person can live here, do you want to live or die..."

Only one can live?

Does he want to live or die?

If he lives... she will die...

But he doesn’t want her to die.

"She will kill you, just like before, without hesitation."

"...No! She won’t!" Jing Po clutched his ears: "Stop it!!"

The voice continued asking: "Only one of you can live, if you want her to live, then you have to die, are you ready for that?"

Jing Po curled up into a ball.

The voice persisted relentlessly: "Look over there, raise your head and look."

Jing Po didn’t want to look, but couldn’t resist the urging of the voice, raising his head to look towards Chuzheng.

What he saw was no longer her raising a knife to deal with those people.

Instead, those people were attacking her, her clothes stained with blood, looking like she could die at any moment.

No...

"If you die, she will keep living..."

"I died..."

"You are rejected by the world, everyone sees you as evildoer, only she doesn’t reject you, would you not die for her?"

"I died... if I die she will keep living." Jing Po muttered while reaching for his box to open it.

Jing Po held a porcelain bottle, his eyes void of expression.

"Yes, drink it, you’ll be free, go ahead..."

"Jing Po!" A girl’s cold voice sliced through the space.

Pa——

Jing Po’s vacant eyes gradually gained brightness.

Chuzheng raised her hand, ready to strike again.

Jing Po shrunk back a bit, his face stinging with pain.

The next second, he was pulled into an embrace, cool lips covered with warmth, stained with temperature through twists and turns.

Chuzheng wanted more, but Jing Po resisted, even trembling.

Chuzheng clearly felt that he was afraid of her.

Chuzheng released him, holding his shoulder: "Are you afraid of me?"

Jing Po’s breath was chaotic: "I... I’m not."

Chuzheng’s eyes narrowed: "Not?"

The boy’s eyes were reddened, raven tail eyelashes drooped down, blocking those eyes.

"N... not."

"Kiss me."

The boy looked at Chuzheng in shock.

"If you’re not afraid of me, then kiss me."

Jing Po: "..."

She wouldn’t hurt him... she wouldn’t... she wouldn’t...

Jing Po silently chanted several times, slowly raising his body to approach Chuzheng.

The person ahead grew closer, he could see all the expressions on her face.

So calm...

Jing Po closed his eyes and pressed his lips forward.

Though Chuzheng hadn’t kissed him many times, Jing Po still learned a little, clumsy imitation.

Chuzheng’s head tilted slightly, chin resting on Jing Po’s shoulder, tightly hugging him.

"Don’t be afraid of me."

The voice by Jing Po’s ear was light, with a bit of helplessness, not as cold as before.

Jing Po’s body was stiff, not responding.

Chuzheng’s palm caressed his back, pulling him tighter: "Okay?"

Jing Po’s eyes grew warm and swollen, after a while responded with a nasal tone: "Okay."

Chuzheng tilted her head, kissed the nape of his neck, the boy visibly flinched.

Chuzheng paused.

Did the matters in the Illusion Realm affect him so much?

[Miss, if that’s your Illusion Realm, kill as you wish, as he wouldn’t know. But in his Illusion Realm, his perception is real, what do you think?] King’s Account might have been unable to watch any longer.

"...Wasn’t it also an Illusion Realm?"

[...]

Jing Po seemingly realized his incorrect reaction, his stiff body gradually relaxed.

Chuzheng released him, the cold air filled the gap between them.

"No... not continuing?"

"Do you think I would kill you?" Chuzheng stared at him, asking bluntly.

"..." Jing Po shook his head.

"Jing Po, I want the truth."

Jing Po’s fingers tightened, fingertips turned unnaturally white.

"It kept saying... kept saying..." Jing Po raised his hand to hold his head: "I don’t want to hear it, but it keeps saying."

For some reason, that matter suddenly magnified...

It replayed in his mind endlessly.

He saw her indifferent face.

He seemed like a small creature that could be squashed at will, his death or survival made no difference to her.

"Who keeps saying?"

"I don’t know, I don’t know who, it’s in my head, no matter what I do I can hear it, it..."

Chuzheng pressed Jing Po’s head back onto her shoulder: "Enough, don’t think about it."

Chuzheng comforted Jing Po, and after a while, he calmed down.

Chuzheng: "Remember what I said, the only person I won’t hurt is you."

Jing Po looked up at her, just meeting Chuzheng’s gaze.

The next moment the boy buried his face back into Chuzheng’s neck: "Mm."

-

Jing Po returned to consciousness, finding the surrounding street transformed, the people gone.

From a normal small town, it turned into a Ghost Town, even the wind sounded eerie and chilling.

They were still on the street from before.

"What happened here..."

Chuzheng jumped out of the coffin: "This is the true appearance here."

From the moment they entered, they saw was an Illusion Realm.

The Illusion Realm itself was illusionary, transactions within it were false, naturally not binding.

She killed many of the nearby people, not sure what got triggered, and then the whole town changed.

In the end, she returned to find the Good Person Card about to poison himself.