Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 213 004. Suddenly turning around, I found myself in the dimly lit place.

Only then did Jin Ziyue have time to properly examine the girl.

She was wearing loose light blue pajamas, shorts that didn't go past her knees, and was barefoot, with her two fair legs swaying gently in mid-air.

Sanshui Linxin has delicate features. She blinks her eyes and licks her lips intentionally or unintentionally, like a little devil tempting people to commit crimes.

"You've already missed me? Breaking into a girl's room in the middle of the night, don't you have anything to explain?" she said with a smile.

A cold glint flashed in Jin Ziyue's eyes as he pressed, "What is your purpose?"

"My goal, of course, is to take off my panties and throw them on you, then yell 'molestation' and make you take responsibility for me."

Sanshui Linxin said in a serious tone. After saying that, she really stopped crossing her legs and slowly slid her hands to her waist, her fingers moving rhythmically and tapping the soft flesh of her waist, which was very elastic.

"You can take a gamble and see if you can undress faster or I can draw my knife faster," Jin Ziyue said calmly. "Since you're going to be charged with something, adding murder to the list of harassment doesn't seem so unacceptable."

"How heartless," Sanshui remarked. "So you enjoy role-playing."

The situation became somewhat passive, and the girl's incoherent words showed no intention of communication whatsoever.

"If we're going to cooperate, shouldn't we at least show some basic sincerity?"

Jin Ziyue remained expressionless.

San Shui Linxin said, "Since you have designs on me, then I'll have designs on you too. I'll say it first: I'm lusting after your body. So what do you want from me?"

She seemed a little shy. She stood up, swung her legs, and clasped her hands together, not daring to look at Jin Ziyue.

"I want to ask you a favor."

"Ah, wasn't it because you were craving legs or something else?" Sanshui Linxin looked regretful, but quickly straightened her expression and, before Jin Ziyue could react, gave an informal salute:

"I'll help you as much as you need, no matter how much."

“Miss Sanshui, I hope our communication is based on mutual respect.” Jin Ziyue hadn’t given her a kind look from beginning to end.

"Hmm, okay." The girl was indeed much more restrained. She raised an eyebrow and joked, "So, Jin's respect means secretly investigating my background and installing listening devices? It's not impossible, but it wouldn't be unreasonable to introduce yourself before asking for a favor, would it?"

"Jin Ziyue, Fate Chaser, from District 9."

"I see. It really is your real name." She exclaimed. "If it were me, I would use an alias every time I went to a new place. But I haven't encountered a Fate Chaser in a long time."

"You know about the Fate Chaser?"

"Our ancestors worked together for a period of time," Sanshui Linxin said calmly, exuding the air of a well-bred lady as she regained her composure.

"You can communicate with souls, right? We want to use your ability to find a soul." Jin Ziyue went straight to the point.

"Ah, Jin, are you talking about the ability to communicate with spirits?" Sanshui Linxin hesitated for a moment, but still answered truthfully, "For the time being, I can't use this kind of ability right now."

"Temporarily?" Jin Ziyue frowned.

San Shui Linxin said, "I don't know exactly how long it will take, but the main problem is that once I use my abilities, it will be life-threatening."

Jin Ziyue nodded and said, "Could you elaborate?"

San Shui Linxin crossed her right arm over her left, as if recalling something, and said, "I do possess the ability to communicate with spirits, but I haven't used it for a long time. Whenever I use it, I am hunted down by an evil spirit that has always wanted to devour my soul."

"Evil spirit?"

"Hmm." She lowered her eyes, and her voice seemed much more cautious when she mentioned monsters. "According to common people, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them ghosts or monsters."

Jin Ziyue noticed that the girl was twisting her left arm with her right hand, her knuckles slightly clenched.

"If Jin had investigated in detail, he would know that my parents passed away two years ago, and I moved here alone since then."

Jin Ziyue nodded. Both Nao's information and the intelligence Fu found mentioned the great tragedy that befell the Sanshui family two years ago. The girl's family was attacked, and she was the only survivor.

The girl stared into Jin Ziyue's eyes and had already guessed what he was thinking.

"That's right, the evil spirit was the culprit behind the destruction of our family two years ago."

The girl continued, "Having escaped death, I sought refuge with a high-ranking monk who was a close friend of my father. He told me that my soul's aura was a great tonic for evil spirits, and that once I connected with the yin and yang realms, my soul's power would be detected by the filthy beings. He used talismans to help me suppress the overflowing aura of my soul, while also protecting me from being attacked by evil spirits. Once the talismans aged and broke, I needed to rush to the temple to find him immediately."

"And so, the evil spirit was scared away back then, and I hid my soul aura and drifted into the city. It couldn't find me, and I lived peacefully for another two years."

When Sanshui Linxin recounted her story, she didn't show much emotion. She spoke in a calm tone throughout, as if she were simply explaining to Jin Ziyue that she did indeed have her own difficulties.

"I understand." Jin Ziyue didn't say anything more.

Sanshui Linxin rubbed the tears from the corners of her eyes, stretched out her hand and said, "What's wrong with you? After hearing such a tragic story, you won't even lend me your broad and strong arm to lean on?"

"How powerful is the evil spirit you're talking about? Can it be destroyed?"

Ignoring the tears the woman squeezed out over three seconds, Jin Ziyue asked.

"Hmm... how should I put it? It's similar to the ghosts and monsters on TV. I can't say whether they're strong or not, since it's not a realm I can access. Rather, it's like—"

Her eyes narrowed slightly, as if gesturing to Jin Ziyue: "The scope of your business as Fate Chasers."

"Destiny Words?" Jin Ziyue immediately realized that some fierce destiny words could indeed roam the world without relying on a host. They were extremely vicious, killing and seizing the destiny words of the weak, and were even more brutal than the Otherworldly Ghosts.

However, such decrees are rare, because they do not depend on a host to remain in the world, and the conditions seem to be very harsh. They are also rarely recorded in the records of those who control decrees.

“Perhaps,” Sanshui Linxin said. “I am not a Fate Master, so I cannot see the fate inscriptions you speak of.”

Although both psychics and fate controllers are shrouded in mystery, each has their own area of ​​expertise. Just as fate controllers cannot communicate with the yin and yang, psychics cannot directly see the words of destiny.

Out of caution, Jin Ziyue said, "I'm not sure if this was a premeditated crime."

Sanshui said to herself, "Forget it, two years have passed peacefully, let's live one more day at a time." She picked up her phone, just as she was returning to the paused short video, and proudly showed it off to Jin Ziyue, "By the way, didn't you enjoy listening to that just now?"

She licked her lips and pressed the button again. The strange sounds came out again, ranging from erotic music to a woman's cries for help, with many horror elements added.

Jin Ziyue glared at her: "Turn it off."

"Are we about to move on to the live-fire exercise?" Sanshui Linxin suddenly asked excitedly.

Jin Ziyue's expression was unfriendly. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and his expression turned somewhat gloomy.

"Don't be so fierce, we can go on a date first," the girl said sullenly. "I've never been in a relationship before."

"Miss Sanshui, are these the only recordings you have?" Jin Ziyue grabbed her hand holding the phone.

San Shui Lin Xin was suddenly approached by Jin Zi Yue, who pretended to be hesitant: "Actually, I have a few more Ts if you want them..."

"No, I mean, was this the only part you played just now?" Jin Ziyue's expression was extremely serious.

“Yes,” Sanshui said matter-of-factly.

Jin Ziyue paused for a moment, then said, "Then... I'm afraid you're in trouble."

"Hmm?" San Shui Lin Xin's body involuntarily tensed up, revealing a wary expression.

“Before your recording, we heard a rather frantic, piercing sound from the monitoring equipment,” Jin Ziyue said slowly.

He raised his head and looked at the empty ceiling, each word like a giant hand gripping the girl's heart.

"Now that I think about it, that guy has probably already come knocking on our door."

Jin Ziyue's words, like the accented notes of ten fingers on a piano, struck Sanshui Linxin's heart hard.

(End of this chapter)