I, enter the zero world, change the ending

Hearing this, Wu Ming showed an ambiguous smile on his face, "Oh, it can't be because she is beautiful that you like her."

"Get lost." Zhiyao rolled her eyes. "I have something important to talk to her about."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"I want to learn a skill and change the environment." Zhiyao said as he patted his chest. Then, Wuhui came out from that place and sat beside him.

Seeing Wu Hui, Wu Ming immediately understood what this person meant, and his eyes turned into looking at an idiot, "Do you think that's a skill that can be learned?"

"I don't think that's possible." Kirie continued.

"Actually, I think so too." Zhiyao laughed dryly and scratched his scalp. "Ahaha, I'm not teasing you. I came here to see you."

"Looking for me? Oh, you're not interested in me, are you?" Wuming smiled evilly.

"I'm not interested in old people." Zhiyao said with disdain.

"Uh, Sikong..." Wuhui's expression was gloomy, as if she was hurt. "I am also an elderly person."

"You're not as old as she is."

With a nonchalant sigh, Wuming turned his eyes away in anger.

After a moment of silence, Wuming noticed that the table was bare, so he got up and went to the kitchen. Although he felt that it was not necessary to be so formal when treating Zhiyao, he still brought tea and snacks, and then got down to business.

"A Xiu has already left. I don't know where she went or when she will be back."

"Why did you leave?" Zhiyao was a little surprised.

"Because I promised to help you close the door." Wuming picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. "Although we are sharing the apartment, she rarely lives here. You were lucky to run into her yesterday. She went out this time. I guess she was looking for a solution."

"Can't you just ask your Onmyoji friends for help? As far as I know, Master Tianhai and Miss Afu, whom you two know, are both outstanding people."

His eyelids immediately rolled up, and Wuming looked away speechlessly.

"I say, do you really think those two can survive till now like me and Ah Xiu?"

"It's really not possible..." Zhiyao sighed, "If she comes back one day, please remember to tell me how grateful I am. I actually have something important to talk to you about."

Not used to sitting without a cushion, Zhiyao rubbed her aching waist and said bluntly, "Get me an ID card."

"ID card?"

"Yes, you know I come from another world. In today's society, without an ID card, it's simply impossible to move around. I can't even find a formal job."

"Don't you have a job and a place to live?"

"Please, I can't live and work there forever. I'll have to leave eventually."

"I think it's possible." Wu Ming's eyes curved as he teased jokingly, "You just need to win the girl from the Kurosawa family and marry into their family. In ten or eight years, you'll have legal status."

"Get lost." Zhiyao half-closed her eyes and sent a disdainful look over. "I don't want to marry into your family. I just want an ID card. You have to help me with this matter no matter what."

"How can I help?" Wuming propped his elbows on the table, held his chin and looked at Zhiyao, asking excitedly, "How can you be sure that I can do it?"

"Because you are the leader of the Chuye Arrow Clan, this kind of thing is easy for you."

"Hey, compliments are useless."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhiyao immediately left the table, put his hands together, and bent slightly, making a pious worship gesture.

"Please, Sister Wuming."

"That's not my name. Wuming is a code name, not my name."

"Then...Sister Fujisaki?"

Wuming stared at him for a while, then finally slapped his forehead helplessly and sighed, "Fujisaki isn't my real last name. I... forget it, there's nothing I can do to you. By the way, let me ask you first, are you willing to change your last name?"

"Why do you want to change your surname?" Zhiyao was confused.

"It's easier to get by if you change your surname. I checked before, and the Hinasaki siblings are orphans, right? You can negotiate with them to change your surname to theirs, and then I can get you into the Hinasaki family tree as an adopted son."

"Don't." Zhiyao quickly rejected it, her tone firm, "The surname Sikong is one of the eight ancient surnames. Even in the neighboring country, it is a rare existence. I don't want to throw it away just like that."

"Are you sure you don't want to consider it?" Wuming tried to persuade.

"Not considering it." Zhiyao rejected it again, expressing his determination with a serious attitude.

"Okay, anyway, I'll find a way and give you an answer in a few days."

A week passed by unknowingly.

At nine o'clock on Friday night, Wuming took the initiative to come to the Kurosawa family's shrine. After greeting Gudu, he went straight to Zhiyao's room.

When I opened the door, I saw Zhiyao reading a book with Yaoboji standing beside him, so I pretended to be surprised and said, "Wow, you two are getting along well."

"Why are you here?" Zhiyao asked subconsciously.

Wuming: "Then I'll leave?"

Vaguely guessing the purpose of this person's visit, Zhiyao hurriedly put on a smile and respectfully invited the person in. Then he saw Wuming took out something and threw it on the table. Zhiyao picked it up and saw that it was the long-awaited ID card, and the surname had not been changed.

"How did you do that?" Zhiyao couldn't suppress her curiosity while feeling surprised and happy.

"I am the leader of the Chu Ye Ya clan. This kind of thing is easy for me." Wu Ming repeated Zhi Yao's words a week ago in a sarcastic tone.

Zhiyao: "What Riddler?"

"Okay, I won't ask any more questions. Thank you anyway."

"Sikong, congratulations." Wuhui congratulated sincerely.

"Having this means having a legal identity, right?" Yaoboji asked curiously.

"Yes, this way we can do more things." Zhiyao rubbed his nose comfortably and put his ID carefully into his pocket.

"Hey."

Wuming's voice came from the side.

"I know. You've helped so much. I'll treat you to a midnight snack tonight." Zhiyao replied hurriedly.

However, it was misunderstood.

In fact, Shang Wuming wanted to talk about other things.

"You are now a member of the Chuye Yashu. I came here specifically to tell you that this also means that you have become my subordinate."

Unexpectedly, Zhiyao was stunned. When she came to her senses, she reminded him, "Don't tell me I'm going to hunt monsters. I don't have that ability."

"We live in a peaceful and prosperous age now, there aren't so many monsters for you to kill." Wuming couldn't help laughing.

"So... what does it do? Oh, and I don't join the underworld either."

"You're not qualified to join the underworld yet. Anyway, just remember that you are my subordinate. This is in exchange for my legal identity."

His gaze gradually shifted from Wuming's face to the ground. Zhiyao fell into deep thought. After a moment, he nodded vigorously. "I'll listen to you. From now on, I'll do my best to complete whatever you ask me to do, as long as it's not murder, arson, fraud, or deception."

"I won't let you do those. I'm leaving first." Waving his hand cheerfully, Wuming turned around and left in a leisurely manner.

When he reached the entrance of the shrine, Wuming heard hurried footsteps coming from behind, so he stopped and looked back. Seeing that it was Zhiyao chasing him, he continued walking forward until Zhiyao caught up with him and they walked side by side.

"Anything else?"

"Will you accompany me to a few places in the future?"

"No, consider me your bodyguard."

"It's more reassuring and safer to have you around. At worst, I can treat you to a midnight snack."

"Don't forget that you now have both the Chuyeshi Sword and the Guardian Spirit, and you are also a member of the Chuyeshi Clan. Please handle it yourself."

"Yes, yes, Boss, you are right. I will definitely follow your instructions."

Chapter 85: [Invisible]

The cold air hit and the whole city began to shiver.

The temperature dropped earlier this year than in previous years. It was already mid-November and it was almost as cold as the end of December in previous years.

"It should be snowing soon."

In the dimly lit house, the young man's shadow was reflected on the wall.

"It's snowing. I miss it so much." The long-haired female ghost stared out the window, her consciousness wandering in the ocean of memories. "When I was alive, I loved snow the most because the whole courtyard was covered in white."

"Aren't you cold?" the young man asked.

"It's cold, but I have a brazier to keep warm."

"It's so lonely sitting by the fire alone."

"I can't help it. I'm the Rope Maiden after all, and the guarding priests don't talk to me much."

"Not anymore." The young man smiled indifferently. "I'll be with you every snowy day from now on."

A knowing blow.

The long-haired female ghost who was successfully seduced suddenly felt her heart beating faster. She moved closer to the young man, trying to get as close to him as possible.

Even though they couldn't touch each other.

"Let's go to the library again, Sikong." The mermaid with a cold temperament spoke to the young man's left.

"it is good."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps were heard outside the door, and the mermaid and the female ghost hid in the young man's body at the fastest speed.

Working at a shrine isn't very busy, and the duties are quite simple. Besides cleaning and helping with moving things, the rest of the job involves guiding visitors to their respective locations. The workday starts at 8:00 AM and ends at 6:00 PM, with a two-hour lunch break.

At this pace, Zhiyao had spent more than a month here without realizing it.

As the footsteps stopped, Zhiyao quickly stood up and went to open the door without even waiting for the knock on the door.

There is only one person who will come at this time.

"Sikong." Outside the door, Gu Du was in high spirits. "Are you used to it here?"

Zhiyao nodded.

"Are you not used to staying for so long?" Zhiyao asked back.

"Yeah, huhu." Gudu took off his shoes and walked into the house, handing over a notebook. "This is the novel we talked about last time. I've written more than a dozen chapters. How about you take a look at it and give me some feedback?"

"I don't know as much about literature as you do." Zhiyao said politely.

"Please help me take a look whether you understand it or not. After all, I am the male lead." Gu Du insisted.

"Well... can we read it later? I'm going to the library."

When he heard the word "library", Gudu's gaze immediately moved from Zhiyao's face to the table, then he walked over, picked up a book from the stack of books, and flipped through it randomly.

"From the library?"

"Correct."

She noticed a page with Shinto-related content, which piqued her interest. Then, she flipped through several pages, seeing that they were all Shinto-related. She then asked nonchalantly, "Shinto? Why are you looking at this?"

"What do you think?" Zhiyao smiled and asked back.

The ancient capital was vaguely reminded of something, then realized it belatedly and let out a long sigh.

"Sikong, it's almost time to get out."

"Impossible." Zhiyao rejected it, his attitude as firm as a rock, "I must close that damn door and rescue Wuhui from that place."

"If the rescue is successful, what happens next?"

"Together, of course."

The tone was as if it was a matter of course. Even someone as smart as Gudu could tell that this person was serious. Gudu stared at him for a long time, and finally showed a helpless smile.

"Okay, keep going. Remember to come to me if you need help."

After saying this, Gu Du left the room and turned back to remind him when he reached the door: "Don't forget to read my novel."

After the ancient capital was far away, Wuhui and Yaoboji reappeared beside Zhiyao.

"Don't be so anxious, Sikong." Wu Hui's lips curled up slightly, her quiet smile like a lily blooming in the moonlight. "It's been a full ten years, and only a month has passed."

"Lord Hidechiyo is also trying to find a solution." Yaobahime consoled him, "It's a pity that I can't see, otherwise I could help look up books."

Zhiyao patted Yaoboji's hat, then looked at Wuhui, his tone revealing sincerity, "I don't want you to be hung there for even one day. One more day of hanging means one more day of pain."