Qin Dynasty: Who offended my frail and sickly minister?

Unable to block or escape, Zhou Wenqing stared in terror as the black afterimage swept down from the sky, then closed his eyes in despair and turned his back.

Oh well, let him eat it. It's just a little stray cat, how much flesh can it gnaw off? Anyway, he won't need this body anymore, and seeing it is just a nuisance. It's better to let another little life live.

The next second—

"Meow~~~!"

A heart-wrenching meow suddenly rang out, startling Zhou Wenqing so much that his soul trembled. Before he could even open his eyes, he felt a tremendous force come from behind him.

It felt like being slapped hard on the back by an invisible giant hand, sending him flying.

His mind was still blank when he hastily opened his eyes, his gaze suddenly narrowing—

The black cat, which had been fiercely attacking just moments before, now seemed to be greatly frightened. Its fur stood on end, and it twisted and tumbled in mid-air, abruptly changing direction.

He was faster, chasing after it and crashing straight into it.

The moment the transparent soul passed through the cat's body, "Zhou Wenqing" felt a momentary stagnation, as if sinking into a pool of warm water, but this feeling was fleeting and was quickly replaced by a familiar pulling sensation.

...flew two zhang away.

Pulled back to his side, Zhou Wenqing subconsciously looked at the black cat.

It had already landed on all fours, kicked off with its hind legs, and with its tail still bristling, it darted away without looking back. Its movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation, as if some ferocious beast was chasing after it.

It seems to be an illusion; how could a soul possibly touch anything?

But what exactly happened?

Zhou Wenqing turned his head in confusion to look behind him.

Then, he saw it again—the will-o'-the-wisp.

The shimmering, deep green light reflected off his face, which, apart from its paleness, was free of decay and blemishes.

This time it was definitely not a hallucination; the cat was probably scared away by this.

He wanted to run away too!

Unfortunately, there was no way to escape. Zhou Wenqing swallowed non-existent saliva several times, his throat bobbing up and down. He stared wide-eyed as the ball of will-o'-the-wisp emerged from his body, jumped a few times, and then slowly receded.

The corpse of the servant beside him remained completely still, without emitting a single spark.

Great, now we can confirm it, it's me who's not normal.

Zhou Wenqing's expression remained stiff as he appeared to be calmly and rationally analyzing the situation, but in reality... he was simply at a loss.

He kept repeating to himself, "This is me, I'm not afraid," and "It's just a shell, I'm a ghost," trying to mentally prepare himself, and took a deep breath.

I braced myself and bent down, once again facing myself "face to face".

He had to figure out what this will-o'-the-wisp was, and ideally, he could extinguish it so he could die peacefully.

With his mind made up, Zhou Wenqing focused his mind and held his breath, his eyes fixed on his face. He carefully reached out and slowly brought his hand closer to his face.

Inch by inch, closer and closer, just as the fingertips were about to touch flesh—

The eyelashes beneath my hand suddenly trembled.

Extremely light and weak, yet he saw it clearly.

A deafening boom resounded in his mind, and Zhou Wenqing's pupils shrank sharply. He abruptly withdrew his hand, and his already transparent soul body was so frightened that it almost completely lost its color.

It's...it's come back to life?!

How is that possible!

He's still clearly floating here!

Zhou Wenqing stared at his "shell" in terror, his soul trembling and quivering.

"Illusion, hallucination, it's just the wind," he muttered cowardly. "Yeah, it must be because of the strong wind... what a load of rubbish!"

Zhou Wenqing's eyes widened.

Even a tornado couldn't blow someone out of their wits!

He couldn't even float anymore, staring blankly at "his" chest as if petrified.

Although the undulations there are slow and subtle, they are real, like a breath in and out, up and down.

It really came back to life!