The King of Curses

Chapter 76 "Let your sister take good care of you."

Looking at someone's slightly panicked back, An Zhizhen felt a bit amused and helpless.

Really, I'm starting to panic now, even though no one is taking this seriously yet.

"never mind."

She sighed, supporting her chin with her hand, and her whole attitude became lazy.

"I'm sorry, Miss Yi, I'm so abrupt. After all, we just met and can only be considered strangers."

"……Um."

Yi Qingyan nodded slightly.

In fact, everyone knows that this may be a reason, but it is by no means the most important reason.

After all, Cen Dongsheng and Yi Qingyan had only met for less than a day, but they were able to establish a deep trusting relationship. Whether they were strangers or not had nothing to do with the mode of getting along.

The real reason is that An Zhizhen and Yi Qingyan have looked down on each other since the first time they met.

Holding grudges and having a distant attitude.

Whether it was due to personality, psychological preparation, fear of each other's abilities, or because of that man in the middle...

In fact, the answer may be simpler -

Some people are born with incompatible auras and are born enemies. Two people with very different personalities, hobbies, and ways of thinking cannot stand each other no matter what.

In short, it is not easy to improve the relationship between the two of them.

If only An Zhizhen and Yi Qingyan were there, even if they didn't fight, they would be doomed to treat each other coldly; it was because of Cen Dongsheng's presence that the two girls, one big and one small, could barely maintain superficial politeness.

……

Cen Dongsheng stood in front of the window and figured it out. Then he went to the kitchen to make two cups of tea and walked into the living room with his head held high.

There's no other way. Delaying a little is already the limit. I can't really run away.

The atmosphere in the room was still awkward. No one spoke at this moment. The heavy, low pressure was like the sky before a storm.

He sat in the middle, looking at An Zhizhen on this side and Yi Qingyan on the other side. One of them picked up the book and started reading, while the other drank tea silently without saying a word.

In Cen Dongsheng's opinion, the two people didn't get along at first sight - although their compatibility was really so bad, there was still a difference between them.

Although An Zhizhen didn't like Yi Qingyan, she was full of curiosity about powerful people, powerful forces, and things she had never seen before. Cen Dongsheng would not be wrong about this, and this desire might overshadow personal likes and dislikes;

But from Yi Qingyan's side, there might just be simple rejection left.

……

"It's already this late. Let's stop talking here for today."

At this time, Cen Dongsheng cleared his throat and clapped his hands to attract the attention of the two girls.

"If you have something to talk about, let's continue chatting. If not, let's go back to our rooms and rest."

"Go back to your rooms...?"

An Zhizhen raised her head and smiled kindly.

"You mean you want Miss Yi to stay here? Won't her family have any objections?"

Before Cen Dongsheng answered, Yi Qingyan spoke first.

"no problem."

"Oh……"

"Also, Brother Dongsheng." The little girl turned her gaze to Cen Dongsheng, "Don't forget what we agreed to do today. We still have to leave together tomorrow morning."

"Oh, you two are really busy..."

"Brother Dongsheng agreed to it and said he would be responsible for me to the end."

"Responsible? That sounds so heavy." An Zhizhen smiled mischievously and looked at Cen Dongsheng, "Dongsheng, you are still a student yourself. Do you have the confidence to shoulder the responsibility of other people's lives?"

I think you are also very heavy.

"If you feel you can't handle it, you can come and ask me for help."

"That won't happen." Yi Qingyan said, "I have confidence in Brother Dongsheng."

…it started again, it was like a tit-for-tat response.

At this time, he had no choice but to answer:

"Just some chores that will be sorted out quickly."

The first thing is to buy Qingyan a mobile phone tomorrow to facilitate communication; then there are the child’s family and school issues that need to be dealt with.

It turned out that the school, Caixin Middle School, was no longer necessary to stay there, and Yi Qingyan herself had no attachment to that place.

In addition, there is Yi Qingyan’s nominal guardian, her aunt.

Although it would be easy to do something about this and transfer the custody rights if we ask Sister Zhizhen for help, it is mainly out of consideration for Yi Qingyan's own feelings.

Being too unscrupulous towards ordinary people would have a negative impact on the future King of Equality, and it might even cause a rift in the relationship between the two.

*
Cen Dongsheng came to the second floor, where there were several guest rooms.

Although it is called a "guest room", the living environment may be better than the master bedroom of an ordinary person's house, whether in terms of the thoughtful decoration or the spacious area, it is like a suite in a five-star hotel.

Just help tidy up the bedding and pillows and you can move in.

"How's it going? Are you satisfied?"

"Brother Dongsheng has been to my house. Is there any need to ask?"

Yi Qingyan laughed.

“This is probably the nicest room I’ve ever stayed in.”

……

After tidying up and putting her schoolbag next to the desk, Yi Qingyan sat on the new bed and looked at the decoration in the room with a little curiosity, mainly the books on the bookshelf.

"Then you can rest first. There is a bathroom on the second floor with hot water and all the toiletries. Feel free to use them."

Having said that, Cen Dongsheng was about to leave.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the girl calling him from behind.

"Brother Dongsheng."

"Ok?"

"I have a question." He heard Yi Qingyan stand up from the bed and walk behind him, "You and Miss An, are you living together now?"

"No. I live alone."

"Then tonight..."

"She sometimes stays here."

"Is it common?"

Are you too perceptive? The little girl was so perceptive that she could guess his thoughts even if he didn't turn around. Based on her observations, she made a very accurate guess:
"I see that Miss An is very relaxed, just like she is at home. So, she actually lives here often, right?"

“That’s right, this period of time.”

"What about later?"

It's really aggressive.

Cen Dongsheng sighed.

"Um, Qingyan, there's something I didn't tell you."

"Yeah, I'm listening."

"——In fact, she bought this house for me."

After saying this, as he expected, Yi Qingyan fell into a subtle silence.

He turned around and found...

"Brother Dongsheng... turns out he's being kept."

The little girl looked incredulous.

Cen Dongsheng was speechless. "This seems to be a little less acceptable than living with other women... or a little more acceptable? Weird, I don't understand..."

"What are you thinking about?"

He reached out his hand a little unhappily, wanting to ruffle her hair like he had before.

As a result, Yi Qingyan reacted quickly by hugging her head and shrinking her neck.

"I'm not the same person I used to be." She snorted, expressing her dissatisfaction, "How can you touch a girl's head casually?"

……Too.

Before, her long hair was as messy as weeds, so it was fine to mess it up; now, little sister Yi Qingyan has a brand new look, and her hairstyle has been carefully designed by a styling shop. It would be a waste to just mess it up.

So, he moved his big hand down and pinched the little girl's face directly.

"pain……!"

Yi Qingyan's face was stretched to the sides and deformed, looking a bit funny.

The skin is smooth and hydrated, and the youthful face is full of collagen and has great elasticity... well, it feels really good.

After rubbing for a while, Cen Dongsheng withdrew his hand contentedly, said "Don't meddle in adults' affairs", and turned away.

"What 'adult matters'..."

Yi Qingyan covered her red face, looked at her brother's back, and murmured in a low voice with some dissatisfaction.

"He's not much older than me, and he's also a student."

Speaking of adults…

"That Miss An is the real 'adult'. She looks very mature in every aspect."

She sighed softly.

The girl's thoughts are like the moon in the sky tonight, shrouded by light clouds, hazy and unclear.

*
Cen Dongsheng returned to his room and sat for a while.

As the true Qi circulated, he sorted out what he had gained after severely injuring the monster, and was convinced that the amount of true Qi in his body had increased by one third, and he was only one step away from the A-grade standard.

Mastering three supernatural powers of the same curse is the symbol of reaching the master level, and from then on you can call yourself a curse master of a certain level.

Next, as long as one masters the third level of the tiger demon power, or the first level of other demon power, one can reach this standard.

After finishing his tidying up, he opened his eyes, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

At this moment, the pointer on the dial just passed midnight.

He stood in the corridor on the second floor and first looked in the direction of the guest room where Yi Qingyan lived. He found it quiet, the lights were turned off, and it was pitch black.

Go to bed early and get up early, you are a good child.

Then he looked downstairs again.

Most of the lights were turned off, leaving only a dim table lamp in the living room, emitting a warm glow.

Cen Dongsheng went downstairs and, as expected, saw An Zhizhen curled up on the sofa, reading a book intently.

Speaking of which, she usually reads books during her rest time, and occasionally watches rented DVDs with him...

Before the "Xiaokang Building Haunted House Incident" happened, the Sister Zhizhen he knew had this lifestyle, and it was not her disguise.

An Zhizhen heard footsteps and looked up at the young man on the stairs.

"Dongsheng? Aren't you going to sleep yet?"

"Sister Zhizhen isn't asleep either. I was planning to go to bed, so I came down to check."

Cen Dongsheng walked down the stairs and came to the woman.

"Still reading. Staying up late to read is bad for your eyes."

Hearing this, An Zhizhen didn't know what he remembered and smiled happily.

"Dongsheng, do you know what the first surprise I realized after becoming a curse master was?"

"What is it?"

"Zhenqi has a strong ability to regulate human physiological activities. It can be said to be a magic weapon for health preservation. Even if you stay up late to read, it will not affect your eyesight or cause your skin to deteriorate. It's really convenient to be a curse master."

Very convenient indeed.

He just said it casually.

It's okay for people like Cen Dongsheng. Even if he is not a human-immortal, it is not a problem for an ordinary spell-binding master to live a hundred or twenty years in good health as long as he has not been seriously injured and his limbs and organs are intact.

Not to mention those top-level spell-binding masters, their true Qi is boundless. Some people speculate that as long as they don't die, they can live for hundreds of years like the gods in ancient legends.

Most of the curse masters died in battles with ghosts and demons, or in battles with curse masters. Endless battles and wars were the main reason why people lost their lives.

There is another reason: the curse itself is a dangerous power. If used improperly, it can easily backfire. It is also a common cause of death among curse masters.

"Being nagged by you like this, I feel like a family member."

"We are, right? Even though we just started counting from a few days ago."

"Yes, we are brother and sister now."

An Zhizhen put down her book, kicked off her slippers, curled up her legs under her skirt, and curled up on the sofa. This posture made her temperament even more lazy.

The snow-white feet were painted with bright and colorful nail polish. Cen Dongsheng subconsciously wanted to take a closer look, but he only got a quick glimpse of them before they disappeared under the skirt.

"Even if you are family, if you don't communicate well in private, you will eventually become strangers."

An Zhizhen smiled and waved at him.

"come over."

He hesitated for a moment, then did as he was told.

Because there was only one lamp and the light was dim, he didn't notice it when he was on the stairs just now. Only when he got closer did he realize that at this time, Sister Zhizhen's skirt... seemed a little bit off.

She had just changed her clothes and put on a gauze nightgown.

The biggest difference between this skirt and the long skirt you usually wear when going out is that in order to be more close-fitting and more comfortable to wear, the material of this skirt is not only very thin, but also almost translucent in some places; it not only sets off the beautiful curves of a woman's body to the fullest, but also allows you to see the flesh color underneath.

Cen Dongsheng glanced upstairs calmly.

The stairs were quiet in the night.

"Hey, what are you doing standing there? I asked you to come over here."

Sister Zhizhen's voice became a little lower, a hoarse tone with a hint of charm.

Cen Dongsheng pursed his lips and felt his throat a little dry.

He sat down next to Sister Zhizhen, placing his hands properly.

"Lie down."

"Eh?"

"I told you to lie down."

The voice carried her whisper.

Before Cen Dongsheng could react, a cold and soft hand grabbed him and gently guided him to fall backwards.

He had almost no thought of resisting and just rested his head on An Zhizhen's thighs.

The skin behind his head felt plump and wonderful, with amazing elasticity; the elegant fragrance that he could smell on a daily basis became stronger at this moment, surrounding him.

If you look up a little, you can see the plump outline that seems to be about to burst through the collar of the pajama clothes. Looking up from this angle, it looks even more substantial.

Ten slender fingers were placed on both sides of his temples and gently massaged.

It swayed slightly but realistically as the woman moved. Cen Dongsheng was worried that if he continued to watch, he would accidentally reveal himself, so he closed his eyes.

"Are you tired? I failed to take good care of you today."

An Zhizhen's gentle voice came from above, making the young man feel as if he was falling into a beautiful dream.

"Just lie down and rest for a while now."

(End of this chapter)