Rules of Speaking and Keeping Your Word

When Yu Xing saw the true nature of the object in his hand, he was so frightened that he loosened his grip, and the human skin wrapped around the bones fell into the well without warning.

With a thud.

The sound of splashing water droplets was like the tolling of a bell signaling the shattering of an illusion. The surrounding scenery suddenly vanished, and Yu Xing felt a blur before her eyes before she found herself standing once again in Miss Yun's room.

The Miss Yun, with her back to him, took out a silk thread from the cabinet. The pale thread was wrapped around her fingers, making her fingers appear even more slender—so slender it resembled the skin of that human body.

But as soon as he regained consciousness, Miss Yun noticed.

She paused, turned around, her face still showing lingering surprise and uncertainty, her gaze falling on Yu Xing's face, probing his expression.

Yu Xing looked completely bewildered, as if she hadn't figured out what was going on, and muttered, "... What did I just see? Was I just too tired and hallucinating?"

Miss Yun: "..."

She forced a smile, "Young master suddenly spaced out just now, and seemed a little tired, so I didn't disturb you. Now that you've come to your senses, could you tell me what you were thinking about?"

"I saw a well, and a person lying beside it." Yu Xing's expression turned serious. She glanced towards the courtyard, but the wall blocked her view. "That well looks a bit like the one in the courtyard, and the person next to it..."

While maintaining an innocent demeanor, a hint of excitement from having toyed with others secretly surfaced in Miss Yun's eyes.

"That man seemed to have drunk too much; he was vomiting by the well. I went over to help him up, but I accidentally pushed him into the well," Yu Xing continued.

He said it on purpose, and then watched as Miss Yun's expression went from confusion to astonishment, and then to a bit of helplessness.

Yu Xing thought, so she didn't know.

The instant he saw those scenes, he realized that they were probably a warning for the night ahead, as well as a threat and a fright.

He walked over naturally and discovered the human skin. Almost without thinking, he realized that the way to break this fleeting illusion was to throw the skin into the water—this person was undoubtedly the one who left the diary in his room, and it corresponded to the embroidery.

He didn't know whether Miss Yun was watching him or just wanted to create an illusion, so he pretended to accidentally send the person down and then started spouting nonsense.

Judging from Miss Yun's reaction... even if she caused this illusion, she can't check it in real time. So this illusion isn't Miss Yun's own ability, but most likely the combined effect of the black tea and the embroidery.

At this moment, Miss Yun practically had "This is acceptable? Why didn't you stay in the illusion a little longer?" written all over her face, yet she still forced a smile.

"I see. It seems Young Master Shi is indeed a bit tired. Why don't you rest and get some sleep? I heard the Woodcutter led you here this morning, so I'm afraid you didn't sleep well last night." She rolled her eyes. "Or perhaps you could stay here with me?"

Before she could finish untying the white silk thread wrapped around her finger, Yu Xing exclaimed in feigned surprise, "I'd better go sleep in my own room. Although we get along very well, it's still inappropriate for our first meeting to take place in your room... Wait, you have white silk thread too?"

Miss Yun: "Yes, yes."

Yu Xing: "These white threads are also used for embroidery? I thought you didn't have any other colors of silk thread."

Miss Yun had regained her composure. "How could that be? Even if I don't like it, I still need to keep some other colors on hand. Well then, young master, please take your leave now. I hope you get some rest."

Yu Xing was thus politely ushered out.

Standing in the courtyard, looking at the closed door, Yu Xing chuckled softly.

Although this Miss Yun is strange and obviously not a good person, when she takes human form, she has a kind of beauty that comes from a lack of intelligence.

I wonder if it will be much worse tonight.

Furthermore, if he had been trapped in the illusion for a longer period of time, he would have experienced more mental stimulation, just like the scholar who left the diary. In such a strange place as the abandoned house, he could only sense that something was wrong, and he was slow to realize that even his childhood sweetheart, who had no embroidery skills, was not aware of it.

In short, this trip was quite fruitful; he now knows the attack methods and significance of Miss Yun in her ghost form.

As she pondered this, Yu Xing walked toward her room.

He wanted to push open Zhao Yijiu's door to see how her conversation with Yiqing was going, but before he could even reach out, he felt a prying gaze coming from behind him.

It was Miss Yun hiding in her room watching him.

... Maybe they also poked a hole in the window.

Since he had just told Miss Yun that he was going back to his room to sleep, Yu Xing was not in a hurry. He left Miss Yun with a tired back view and returned to his own room.

The room was empty and quiet, just as it had been when he left. The hair he had left by the door, on the bed, and on the windowsill was still in its original place; no one had come in.

He was about to knock on the wall connecting to the next room when he suddenly felt drowsy.

This genuine exhaustion seemed to come from all directions. One second he was wide awake, the next he was so sleepy that his eyelids were drooping, and he had an intense urge to sleep, to the point that he couldn't even muster the will to resist.

"A deserted house... Do casually spoken words have a contractual effect?" Yu Xing's mental strength was so powerful that he shouldn't be so easily affected, which meant that this drowsiness was not a manifestation of some ghost's ability, but rather a matter of rules.

Because he told others he was tired and needed to sleep, now he really does need to sleep.

This was a rather novel discovery. Yu Xing silently walked to the bedside, sat down, and rested her forehead on her hand to relieve the discomfort.

This kind of rule... which hasn't been explicitly stated, shouldn't be unique to abandoned houses.

Perhaps... keeping one's word is one of the rules of Yin Yang City?

As he was deep in thought, a face emerged from the wall behind the bed. The owner of the face looked at the back of his head, stretched out his body with a mischievous grin, and placed something in his hand on top of his head.

The moment the cold, hard object landed on her head, Yu Xing practically rolled her eyes. "As expected, the older you are, the more childish you become."

He shook his head, and a small Bronze statue fell into his hand. The palm-sized statue of a woman with a human body and a snake tail stared at him coldly, expressionless.

Behind Yu Xing, Yi Qing sighed, "How did you know it was me? What if a ghost was attacking you?"

"Do you think our contract was made for nothing?" Yu Xing. Besides, it wasn't anything new for Yi Qing to like walking through walls and scaring people. Back when they were in the team, he often did that to scare Carlos, and he actually succeeded once or twice out of ten times.

He glanced at the Bronze statue again, sensing a malice emanating from it, and then placed Bronze statue on the floor at the foot of the bed.

"I don't like the look in this statue's eyes... Never mind, I'm too sleepy, I'll take a nap. Yiqing, can you keep watch for me?"

Yi Qing was surprised that he could fall asleep so easily, but then it dawned on her—when did the Snake Woman on the Bronze statue open her eyes?

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