Chapter 134 Because I just like to fawn over the powerful and belittle the weak.
Chapter 134 Because I just like to fawn over the powerful and belittle the weak.
After Lin Siyao finished speaking, she waited patiently, seemingly certain that Yu Cinian would stop.
Unfortunately, Yu Cinian seemed not to hear him and continued to follow Lin Sui with a leisurely pace.
The others completely ignored her and walked right past her.
Lin Siyao clenched her hands and blurted out, "It's about Lin Sui."
The group then paused in their tracks.
Including Lin Sui, who was in a hurry to go back to sleep.
Lin Sui's approach to dealing with Mr. Bi may seem easy, but it actually takes a lot of stress.
Therefore, she emphasizes speed and efficiency when dealing with vengeful spirits, in order to avoid putting more strain on her heart.
But now that the female lead has mentioned her, even if she's not in the mood, she has to stay and listen to what the female lead has to say.
"I wonder what kind of trouble this little rascal is up to this time." Si Xingran put his hands in his pockets, bent down and whispered in Lin Sui's ear, "Master Lin, if I accidentally dropped a bomb and she picked it up and blew it up, would that be considered murder?"
Lin Sui: "...That would be incredibly careless, Parkinson's disease?"
“This kind of thing should be handled by our Teacher Yu.” Lu Xiang raised an eyebrow and smiled charmingly. “Wouldn’t it be better if he went and tricked people into thinking they were going to hang themselves?”
Lin Sui: "...You're really amazing. You guessed exactly how he'll commit murder in the future."
Lu Xiang: "..."
Li Ye's expression was indifferent: "Then let's trick them into going to a mental hospital, out of sight, out of mind."
"Okay!" Tangxi nodded solemnly, her little face serious.
“But what can I do?” Yu Cinian sighed with a smile. “I don’t want to have nightmares about such a unique face.”
Lin Sui: "...Why don't we listen to what she has to say first?"
She was genuinely curious.
Especially since Lin Siyao has the backing of someone who raises ghosts, she might just reveal some clues while talking.
Yu Cinian had no choice but to reluctantly spare a glance for Lin Siyao.
He didn't lower his voice when he spoke, but Lin Siyao, who felt he was being subtly criticized, felt a surge of resentment rising within her.
She once thought that by transmigrating into the book, she could escape her former mediocrity and incompetence and become the most dazzling protagonist in this world.
However, Lin Sui appeared, and the novel was invaded by an evil force.
Having finally acquired the system, she thought she could finally reclaim the praise that was rightfully hers.
But it failed once again.
Even a ghost that seemed so powerful couldn't withstand Lin Sui's attack, dashing her hopes once again.
No, she shouldn't have had any expectations. After all, with that evil force at work, it's normal that even a demonic ghost couldn't defeat Lin Sui.
But she absolutely could not stand by and watch Yu Cinian and the others be bewitched by Lin Sui, or even lose control of Duan Xuchi.
Lin Siyao tried her best to hold back and took a deep breath: "Teacher Yu, and Si Xingran, Li Ye, I want to ask, do you really understand Lin Sui?"
Lin Sui: "..." This line sounds so familiar.
"If you don't understand, just ask." Those who have become involved with evil gods all like to use this phrase as an opening line.
None of the three people whose names were called paid any attention to Lin Siyao; they simply watched her perform quietly.
Having grown accustomed to being ignored, Lin Siyao didn't care and continued speaking to herself: "Logically speaking, no matter what, Lin Sui is still my adoptive parents' biological daughter. Even if they have many faults, I shouldn't embarrass Lin Sui in public."
"But this matter is really serious, it relates to why such terrifying creatures as ghosts suddenly appeared in our world."
What does Lin Siyao mean by that? Does it mean the ghost didn't always exist, but appeared suddenly?
[Actually, I've been wondering about this too. For the first twenty-odd years of our lives, we lived in a world without gods, and even now, no one around me has ever encountered a paranormal event. So how come there are ghosts?]
[Although Lin Sui's exorcisms were undeniably cool and stylish, especially his attack on Mr. Bi—it was practically divine intervention—I still wonder, are there really that many ghosts in this world? At first, I thought this show would end up delving into science again.]
[Looks like Lin Siyao is about to expose Lin Sui's true colors as a charlatan? It was all just scripted special effects, wasn't it?]
[Hahaha, you gotta keep up the act, Sister Sis! You went too far this time, even your colleagues couldn't stand it anymore. Serves you right!]
[Listen to my advice: your mouth is like a toilet bowl. Your most important task right now is to find your own toilet brush, not to spew filth here.]
Not only were netizens puzzled, but Duan Xuchi also frowned, instinctively feeling something was wrong: "Appeared suddenly?"
“Yes, it appeared suddenly.” Lin Siyao nodded, looking directly at Lin Sui. “And Lin Sui is not as simple as she seems on the surface.”
Lin Sui: "..." It seems like she's always being given some weird and strange personas.
She said earnestly, "Could you please elaborate on how extraordinary I am?"
She became even more curious.
Seeing her seemingly indifferent expression, Lin Siyao secretly sneered.
She won't shed a tear until she sees the coffin, so don't blame her for being impolite.
Just as Lin Siyao was about to continue speaking, she suddenly saw Si Xingran lazily walking towards her: "You said, Lin Sui is not simple?"
"Yes," Lin Siyao replied affirmatively, a hint of joy flashing through her heart.
Si Xingran must have discovered something, which is why he listened to what she said.
But then Si Xingran said in a roguish tone, "What a coincidence, I'm not a simple person either."
"Because I like to fawn over the powerful and belittle the weak."
As he spoke, he stomped on Lin Siyao's instep and ground it down hard.
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