Volume 2: The Source of Life Chapter 27 I am Kakabu

  "Hello everyone, this is Urban Express..."

  As usual, Lin Muxian sat steadily in front of the TV at 9 o'clock sharp. In line with my promise not to leave her sight even when going to the toilet, I comfortably leaned back on the leather chair.

  For some reason, when I'm with Lin Muxian, who looks cold on the outside but is still naive inside, I always like to put on a three-nots persona: not too respectful nor too casual, not too close nor too distant.

  Sometimes it's like they're deliberately teasing her.

  As for this, Lin Muxian seemed to have gotten used to it as well. Perhaps it was something that had been cultivated gradually since the deserted island days.

  I don't mind what kind of attitude I have, if I had to use a word to describe my self-requirements, it would be: follow one's heart.

  In this case where the overall direction of seeking death does not change, I think anything goes.

  "How boring! Brother Fang Cheng, buy me some candy to eat!"

  That mysterious little girl, holding a book and staring at it absent-mindedly, occasionally looked up to glance at the TV. After watching in silence for a while, she finally couldn't help but flash me a brilliant smile.

  "Buy sugar?"

  The little girl nodded cutely, "Uh-huh, uh-huh, I want to eat non-fatty ones, or else I'll get fat."

  Before I could respond, Lin Muxian stared at the TV and said while drinking: "You're not allowed to go."

  I lay down lazily and stretched, helplessly spreading my hands to the little girl, "It's not that I don't want to, but Her Ladyship doesn't allow it, how dare a slave like me take liberties?"

  Hearing my teasing, Lin Muxian still stared at Wen without responding. I intentionally stimulated her and chuckled: "But it's okay, Uncle has a lollipop on him at all times, guaranteed to be fat-free and absolutely fresh."

  Lin Miao Xian turned his head around, gazing at me for a long time in thought, then silently turned back and continued to watch the scenery.

  The little girl pushed her glasses and was also somewhat perplexed.

  It's clear that neither of them understood the joke.

  I pouted and said, "Let's continue watching TV!"

  He's dead, and no one knows the little girl's true identity. However, although it's unclear what exactly gave me a special feeling about her, if I were to treat her like an ordinary little girl, then I would have lived in vain all these years.

  But there's a saying that goes like this: He does his own thing, and the gentle breeze caresses the mountain ridge. This little girl is mysterious, but what does she have to do with me? What I need to worry about now is how to face the upcoming accountability.

  From Lin Miao Xian's words, I got a very unfavorable piece of information.

  Peter's soul was fully capable of reporting the situation that day, and on the way back, there would be no strange occurrences such as encountering an ultra-strong magnetic field that would cause his soul energy to disappear.

  The TV is showing scenes of the fire again.

  According to our news, the cause of last night's big fire at Tang's ancestral home has been initially determined as intentional act by someone else...

  The scene on TV changed, and Hong Na appeared on screen with a tired face. She said slowly, "Things happened too suddenly, I only saw his back..."

  These two days, all I've heard is about this matter, it's just a bit strange that the news of Tang Chao's death hasn't been reported. I guess it must have been blocked.

  But Lin Muxian doesn't seem to care about this, so I naturally won't think about it either.

  After finishing her meal, Lin Miao Xian prepared to take a bath and then meditate, which was a habit she had always maintained.

  "Uh, master, after the matchmaker left that day, I had many doubts in my heart. I don't know if you have time to instruct me." I stood up and asked cautiously.

  Lin Miao Xian quietly looked at me for a while, nodded and said: "I have time." But just as I was smiling and about to speak, she added: "However, your suspicion has not been cleared yet, so I won't teach you."

  This girl has actually learned how to manipulate people.

  Even if someone else were in this situation, they wouldn't agree. I didn't have much hope to begin with, but I never thought she would deceive me like that.

  I shrugged and said to the little girl, "Come on, let's go play chess."

  ……

  Night, bright moon in the sky.

  Next door is Lin Mouxian's slippers kicking sound after taking a bath, I quietly lie on the floor, the hypocritical smile on my face has long been gone.

  I'm not someone who likes adventure and seeking thrills.

  Almost a thousand years of repetitive life has cultivated in me a not-so-good habit - when encountering things, I either completely ignore them or if I intervene, I want to fully grasp the situation in my hands.

  But at this moment, a life often accompanied by surprises makes me very uncomfortable.

  Can souls also convey information?

  I was careless and made a mistake.

  Is it really carelessness?

  I understand this is not a big deal, years of life experience have made me rarely careless.

  The reason I'm stuck in this predicament is mainly because I don't understand the Soul Reaper.

  Like the ancient Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism of China, this mysterious Kung Fu has its own unique, grand and rigorous system.

  In the past, I was too proud to know anything, in fact, I was too proud of everything in the world.

  But now I have to figure it out.

  The world is full of contradictions, I'm fed up with life, but in order to get rid of it, I have to keep on being annoyed.

  Once a person has desires, they will lose their usual calmness.

  I understand the principle, but this time around, I absolutely won't let it slip away in a daze, missing this opportunity, maybe having to wait another thousand years... or possibly never getting another chance.

  Ordinary heart?

  Why do I need it...

  I sat up with my legs crossed and decided to continue the matchmaking from last night.

  This time the communication with the power of life between heaven and earth went very smoothly, although I don't understand what to do next, but I think this should be like Taoist practitioners' cultivation of true energy, more is better.

  Innumerable tiny light spots lit up from the void, touching each other and condensing into a **white light ring**, which rushed straight towards me.

  I was like a newborn baby, greedily devouring it.

  A faint spiritual energy gradually converged within me and then surged into the depths of my mind.

  I won't panic again. If nothing goes wrong, the spiritual energy will flow into the cool cloud cluster deep in my eyes and disappear.

  It is indeed true that the cloud mass is like the ocean, as if it can never be filled up forever.

  I decided to follow Lin Muxian's example and stop sleeping at night from now on. It was a long process, with nothing else to do, I focused my attention on that mass of clear clouds. Gradually, I was surprised to find that the cloud mass wasn't constant either, as the spiritual energy gathered more and more, the rotating cloud mass became increasingly dense in color.

  From the pale white at the beginning, it has become milky white now. Although its size hasn't changed, it seems to have been compressed somehow.

  I smiled secretly in my heart, change is a good thing.

  I sat down with an undivided heart.

  ……

  At the same time, on the other side of the room.

  Lin Miao Xian felt that something was off tonight, the spiritual energy flowing into his ring was getting less and less. As he looked up towards the source, he found that the amount of spiritual energy being absorbed from the outside world was also decreasing.

  "What's going on?" Lin Muxian was very perplexed.

  Generally speaking, the amount of spiritual energy absorbed is related to the level of cultivation, but no matter how much or little, each change is roughly the same.

  The spiritual energy became thinner and thinner, until later no matter how long Lin Miao thought about it, there wasn't even a single bit left.

  She furrowed her brow and slowly came to from a sitting position.

  She turned her head slightly downwards and a faint light came from the next room. That was Fang Cheng's room. With a puzzled expression, she put on her coat and went out.

  Just after turning a corner, Lin Muxian saw the little girl wearing black-rimmed glasses. At this time, she was standing at the door of the room, looking inside with a thoughtful expression on her face.

  Hearing a rustling sound, the little girl turned her head and made a "shh" gesture towards Lin Xian: "Be careful, don't startle him."

  Lin Mu Xian looked ahead. He only saw Fang Cheng sitting on the ground, his eyes lightly closed, a surge of spiritual energy rushing straight to his heavenly spirit cover.

  Non-stop for a long time...

  "The spiritual energy around us has all been absorbed by him, hehe, from now on we don't need to meditate anymore." The little girl said with a light laugh.

  His affinity is also too...

  Lin Mu was shocked in his heart, but he didn't say anything on his mouth. He glanced at the little girl lightly and turned back to his room.

  Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the little girl whispered: "If I had such a soul, it would be great for me!"

  Lin Mu Xian's slender body paused for a moment, she didn't turn her head back, and asked: "Who are you after all?"

  "Me?"

  "That's right, what's your name and where are you from?"

  The little girl pushed her glasses and smiled, "My name is Kakabu, hehe, I'm a holy messenger."

  "Saint Messenger?" Lin Miao's slender body suddenly shook, and she turned around abruptly, staring at Kaka's small body with a look of shock in her eyes, "You are the Saint Messenger?"

  Kakabu blinked her lovely big eyes and smiled: "That's right, I'm Kakabu, the Holy Envoy."