Story 2 is done. ~(≧▽≦)/~

Taking a break for exams.

Doll, do you like me?

Although Song Dao was fighting with Ling Gang, he still payed attention to Shao Qian's actions, and upon seeing him making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, he applauded loudly, "Doll is so amazing!"

Ling Gang really hated Song Dao to the extreme, obviously they were fighting yet he was still distracted as he payed attention to his thing. This……. This…… he really couldn’t endure!

Ling Gang’s IQ, that wouldn't reach normal standards for a few hundred years, finally became regular this one time. He threw out a few incantations, taking advantage of when Song Dao wasn't paying attention and mixing in a talisman within them. When Song Dao dodged the incantations, he suddenly felt that he couldn't move, looking down slightly, he saw that he had stepped onto a yellow paper talisman, presumably it was this piece of paper that caused him to be rooted to this spot.

"Haha." Ling Gang laughed hideously at the sight of Song Dao being restricted, "See if I won't kill you."

When Shao Qian saw Ling Gang actually restricted Song Dao, he didn't know why, but indescribable irritation surged from within his heart, even thinking that if Ling Gang dared to harm Song Dao, he definitely won't let him have a natural death.

"Getting distracted isn't good." The malicious ghost, Yao Yao, upon seeing Shao Qian's face filled with anxiety as he watched Song Dao, let out a sneer before immediately charging towards Shao Qian, intending on strangling his neck.

Shao Qian, at this moment, was already extremely agitated. Yet, that malicious spirit still recklessly charged forward. In the moment that the malicious spirit charged over, he abruptly waved a fist, and in no time, the malicious spirit before him was punched away. Furthermore, due to him using too much strength, that ghost was immediately stuck onto the wall.

Ling Gang couldn't be bothered about what injuries the malicious spirit, Yao Yao, had suffered, right now, only the thought of killing Song Dao, and removing his soul and refining it into a ghost to serve him, occupied his mind.

"Wait until you die. I'll take that little ghost home and carefully –censored–." Ling Gang grasped a dagger entwined with incantations in his hand, walking to before Song Dao and fiercely glaring at his eyes, "I will take your appearance and carefully taste him."

With a fierce, ruthless gleam in his eyes, Song Dao glared at Ling Gang, "How could my Doll let a dirty swine like you touch him? Even if it was you that killed him, I still won't permit others to touch even a single hair on him.

"……" Shao Qian pressed at the pain in his forehead, before circulating his soul power into his legs, immediately flying up and kicking Ling Gang, completely uncaring whether the dagger in his hands would injure Song Dao or not.

In the end, the dagger entwined with incantations slid across the corner of Song Dao's eye, before following Ling Gang and flying off. Immediately after that, Song Dao was punched, the talisman sticking to his feet also losing his effect.

Song Dao looked at the Shao Qian's expression and rubbed his nose, before walking to beside Ling Gang, who had been kicked till he flew for half a day and couldn't get up. Picking up the dagger that dropped to one side, he stabbed it into Ling Gang's left shoulder, "Ling Gang, I'll not killing you not because I don't dare, but because you are my Master's only son. Right now, quickly scram, before I decide to change my mind."

Heavens knew how much he desired to immediately kill this b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

"That malicious spirit escaped." Shao Qian was thinking about why that malicious spirit that had been punched away still hadn't made any ruckus, now, it looks like when she saw Ling Gang injured, she immediately retreated. That speed seriously wasn't slow.

"Don't need to bother about her." Within this room, the Yin Energy was most, simply taking a thread of it would easily allow them to find that female ghost's whereabouts.

"Okay." Shao Qian nodded, "This police station……"

"Is an array." Song Dao didn't care about Ling Gang, who was rolling about on the floor as he held his shoulder, and pulled Shao Qian to leave, "When we leave, I'll break the array."

Shao Qian nodded his head and didn't speak. Upon leaving, Song Dao sure enough helped break the array, and the place that originally seemed ghastly slowly became brighter, the lights in the corridor also appeared.

Only after Song Dao left along with Shao Qian, did Ling Gang have the strength to slowly stand up bit by bit, grabbing the dagger in his shoulder, he pulled it out. He hatefully wiped off the bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, before staggering away from the police station.

When Ling Gang arrived at his home, he saw a potrait that fell onto the ground, that potrait should be somewhat aged, the edges were frayed and had turned yellow. The brows of the lithe and graceful women in the potrait, that wore maginificent red clothes, were drooping as she watched the flowers. Supposingly, if it was like this, it would defintely cause others to gasp in admiration for this fine piece of work, what a gentle, beautiful woman that was painted in XieYi. [1]

However, it was only that the head of the woman in that painting was without exception full of evil tendencies, her drooping eyelids were hard-pressed to cover the vicious glint in her eyes, but, this appearance alone caused others to understand that the woman in the painting wasn't a good person.

"You flee very fast." Ling Gang held his shoulder as he walked in front of the painting and stepped on the woman in the painting, "It was all because you are useless, if not how could I not compete with Song Dao.

"Scram for me." The woman in the painting, as if coming to life, turned her head and glared at Ling Gang, shouting angrily, "You're useless, yet you're still finding for excuses."

"You said I'm useless?" The words of the woman in the painting immediately stabbed at Ling Gang's nerve, he lifted his leg up and stepped onto the woman's face, grinding it down a few times, "If at that time, I didn't pick you up, your soul would have already scattered and dispersed, where would you still be able to shout at me."

The woman in the painting that was grinded by the feet a few times, only heard a 'bang!' sound from her eye, before immediately following that, felt something flow out from within her eyes……

"I want to kill you!” The woman in the painting, who was unable to endure losing her eyes once again, left the picture and made Ling Gang fall down before intending to absorb his Yang Energy. Only, she was. .h.i.t by the Eight Trigrams in the chest of Ling Gang, who had just fallen down. The originally already heavily injured malicious spirit, let out a scream and returned back into the painting, immediately after that, the painting spontaneously combusted. In a short moment, it was burned till there was nothing left.

Ling Gang watched as the painting burned till nothing remained and spat, "Try to fight with me, you're still a bit unskilled."

Song Dao placed a disguise on a wooden puppet and sat it in the interrogation room, a police station would release a person without the appropriate evidence, that puppet doll would be able to handle it. Right now, his top priority was for him to quickly take Doll home.

Once he arrived home, Shao Qian heard the system promoting him that the energy was filled, he froze as if he were possessed before beginning to ponder at what time was it best for him go leave, and when he left, whether to say farewell to Song Dao or not?

"Do…… cough, Chu Liang, I have something to say to you." Song Dao's hands tensed nervously behind his back, clenching together. His face might seem as if it were calm, but in reality, his nervous heart wished it could jump out.

"What thing?" Shao Qian was somewhat at a loss as he looked up at Song Dao, just now, he heard the name 'Chu Liang' and really didn't have any reaction to it, Song Dao always called 'Doll' 'Doll', and it was to the extent that he quickly forgot that the original owner's name was Chu Liang.

"I, I, I……" Song Dao's face blushed red and he also couldn't say any other words then 'I'. Just as Shao Qian was about to tell him to not be so tensed, he saw him suddenly stretch his hand out before slapping himself. After that, he could finally say the following words, "I like you. Nonono, not like. It's …… it's that kind of desire to be together, never separating for eternity, that kind of like…… wrong, it's not like, it's, it's, it's……"

Shao Qian looked at Song Dao, who was blus.h.i.+ng till his whole face was red, and felt confused. This person, on normal days is very good at talking, how come now, he was stuttering until like this?

"Y, Y, You?" Song Dao, wearing the a palm imprint on his face, looked anxiously at Shao Qian, "Do you like me?"

Shao Qian was silent for a moment. He had never before had any contact with romantic love, even believing that it was a kind of purely imaginary emotion. He had seen too many couples that had become enemies due to profit, and had also seen a man making a pledge of love one day and the next day, he was stabbing the other in the back. So, romantic love, this kind of thing, he felt that it was very distant

Song Dao waited for Shao Qian to speak, but from start to end, there was no answer, even slowly lowering his head and not looking at himself. Song Dao's burning heart immediately cooled down, he even started to think, did Doll think he was nauseating? Did he think of leaving him? Would he escape without a sound?

No, he absolutely won't allow that to happen. Doll definitely won't leave him, but if not, then he really didn’t know what measures he would take. Even if he had to smelt him into a ghost to serve him, he absolutely won't let him leave.

Absolutely won't.

"Doll, what thoughts do you have?" Say it, quickly say that you want to leave. This way, I can give myself a reason to tie you up.

Shao Qian lifted his head, looking seriously at Song Dao. Looking into his eyes, that seemed as if it wanted to emit black gas, his heart was startled. Not knowing why, but right now, when he looked at Song Dao's expression, he felt as if he overlapped with the original Zhang ZiXuan.[2] His face seemed to look calm, but in reality, in his heart he had already prepared a perfectly sound plan, no matter what he chooses in the end, he absolutely won't allow a refusal as an answer.

Currently, Shao Qian was able to leave this place at anytime, even if Shao Qian threatened him once more, it wouldn't be of any use. Signing, he intended to refuse when he caught sight of the bloodstain on Song Dao's shoulder, for an unknown reason, the words that he had wanted to say, as if stuck in his throat, he couldn't spit it out no matter what.

This person wasn't the same as Zhang ZiXuan. Although the largely flouris.h.i.+ng black gas in his eyes already made other plans, but the right hand hanging down at the side of his body was being clenched nervously.

[1] XieYi [寫意] – Freehand brushwork in traditional Chinese painting (characterized by vivid expression and bold outline)

[2] Raws said Ling ZiXuan, but I think author meant Zhang ZiXuan.

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