Thriller Night Talk

Chapter 86: Remember with your body

Translator-Rhapsodite

Editor- PerpetualMreow, Proofreader-Ghostie

Wei Fuyuan did not know how long he had been unconscious for.

When he woke up, he found himself in the corridor. The indescribable feeling he got when sharing a body with Bei Quan had disappeared.

He felt as if he had practised two hours of Muay Thai and then ran a marathon. Every muscle in his body hurt so much that he could feel the soreness in his ribs rubbing against his pleura every time he breathed.

When he finally came back to his senses, he quickly got up and didn’t care about his back pain anymore, “Where’s Bei Quan?”

He soon spotted the person in question lying by the corner of the wall.

Wei Fuyuan lunged forward and turned the person over.

Bei Quan’s eyes were closed, and his face was pale, neither his cheeks nor his lips had a trace of blood aside from a thin line of ichor that trickled from the corner of his lips, so red and vivid that it was shocking to the eyes.

He tremblingly touched Bei Quan’s carotid artery.

Thankfully, he could still feel a faint pulse.

Wei Fuyuan let out a sigh of relief, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground where he stood.

——Thank God, he is still alive!

“Bei Quan!”

Wei Fuyuan reached out and gently patted his unconscious boss twice in the face.

Bei Quan’s eyes were still closed as if he were unconscious, and he didn’t even grunt.

Wei Fuyuan was at his wits’ end.

He was neither a doctor nor a magician, and knew nothing about Bei Quan’s condition. He had no idea what to do in this situation.

“Bei Quan! Bei Quan!”

Wei Fuyuan called out twice more then reached out and pinched the other man’s face hard.

Bei Quan’s head listlessly lolled to the side, still unresponsive.

Wei Fuyuan broke into a cold sweat, and without much thought, he picked him up in his arms.

He found an empty room at the end of the corridor that was not in use, and hurriedly carried Bei Quan in and laid him softly on the bed.

Wei Fuyuan went into the room’s attached washroom and tore a piece of white cloth covering the furniture to use as a towel, then he wetted it with cool water and wiped Bei Quan’s face.

——If he doesn’t wake up, I will have to send him to the hospital!

Wei Fuyuan wiped away the blood that spilled from the corner of his lips and quickly made up his mind.

As for how much trouble it would cause after sending him to the hospital, and how to deal with the aftermath of the dead and the only living people in the mansion, Young Master Wei couldn’t care much at this time.

Unfortunately, wiping his face with cold water still failed to wake up Bei Quan.

Wei Fuyuan’s heart was conflicted, and he was about to pick up Bei Quan again.

At this time, his eyes inadvertently fell on Bei Quan’s lips.

His lips were too pale, and his life was clearly hanging on the line. Wei Fuyuan’s mind flashed through their experience in Xuanmen village two months ago.

——At that time, how did I wake up Bei Quan?

Wei Fuyuan asked himself.

——Right ……

He lowered his head and leaned down towards Bei Quan.

When their lips pressed together, Wei Fuyuan tasted the rusty and sweet yet fishy taste of blood.

Bei Quan’s lips were soft and cold, but Wei Fuyuan’s mind was filled with only one desire “You wake up!” There was no time to savour the feeling, let alone have any romantic thoughts.

He held the back of Bei Quan’s head with one hand, the other hand cupped the other’s chin, so that he could keep Bei Quan’s mouth open and supply him with air.

In fact, Wei Fuyuan knew that artificial respiration was meaningless for a person who still had autonomous breathing.

But there was some kind of subtle sixth sense that could not be attributed to intuition or impulse that told him that this should help Bei Quan.

【Use your body to remember how to use the power of merit.】

At this moment, Wei Fuyuan suddenly remembered what Bei Quan had just said to him.

——Right, use the power of merit and virtue!!

At this moment, Wei Fuyuan’s heart was burning and his thoughts were in turmoil, he couldn’t think calmly.

But he had felt the mysterious feeling of the power of merit and virtue flowing through his body.

Just like in the martial arts s, a martial arts master, after opening the Ren and Du Meridians— the true qi gathers and mixes, and blood flows along the energy lines— would have his skills increase greatly. Wei Fuyuan felt like a beginner who finally mastered how to maintain balance on the bicycle. His body would instinctively remember and carry out a task, he didn’t even have to think the steps through at the critical moment.

The faint golden light overflowed from Wei Fuyuan and passed to Bei Quan from where their lips touched. Like the snow falling into the lake, it quietly integrated into his body

…… ……

……

Bei Quan felt like a hamster in a sealed box. He could vaguely hear the sound outside through the thin box wall, but he couldn’t get out of it at all. The only difference might be that he didn’t have to worry about suffocating himself.

——Oh, this time it’s quite troublesome.

Bei Quan thought with a bit of frustration.

Because the “Prisoner God” was too difficult to deal with, Bei Quan had to use the Divine Descent Spell.

This spell had a certain chance of failure if no specific target was specified, and if it succeeded, it would bring in the nearest god, saint or ancestor, or even any being with great spiritual power.

Bei Quan did not want to gamble on whether any of the gods would be willing to travel so far to respond to his spell, so he chose to let Wei Fuyuan summon himself.

Because he was very aware of his special situation, this “body” was a “vessel” for him, so even if he was seriously injured now, it would not affect the power of the spell.

But Bei Quan deliberately overlooked one thing when planning this “Plan A”, that was, his “vessel” had been broken to a certain extent, when the Divine Descent Spell was cast, it was difficult to say whether this “body” could be used any longer.

——Well, if Zhu Ling or Tian Jia Xin were there, maybe they could have thought of something.

——But now, just relying on the big idiot Xiao Wei, I am afraid that he can’t do anything, right?

Bei Quan thought sadly.

——I wonder if the “help” will arrive in time?

——I hope that before the “help” comes, the big idiot does not send me to the hospital…….

Just when Bei Quan felt both annoyed and helpless, he suddenly felt a faint and hazy warmth.

He made a “turn back” movement in the darkness and then saw a familiar golden torrent coming towards him.

It was the power of merit and virtue belonging to Wei Fuyuan.

Bei Quan was surprised and thought.

——This is the second time.

Last time, Wei Fuyuan unconsciously transferred his merit power into his own body, this time, was it really just a coincidence?

…… ……

……

Bei Quan opened his eyes and saw that Wei Fuyuan was close to the tip of his nose. Enlarged to the point where he could only see a part of his handsome face.

His lips felt moist and warm. His little assistant was still giving him a steady stream of “Qi”.

Bei Quan wanted to make some noise to get Wei Fuyuan’s attention, but at this time he had just returned to his soul, it felt like experiencing sleep paralysis. He could not even move a finger, let alone speak.

So he could only open his eyes and let Wei Fuyuan kiss him casually until he had enough.

After a minute, Wei Fuyuan finally lifted his head.

Then he met Bei Quan’s eyes straight on.

“Ah!”

He shouted, surprised and happy, “Bei Quan, you finally woke up!”

Bei Quan wanted to smile back at him, but he couldn’t even control his expression now.

Wei Fuyuan used his thumb to gently wipe off the saliva from the corner of his lips for Bei Quan.

“How do you feel?” He asked. “Is there anything uncomfortable?”

Bei Quan forced a smile, his lips slightly open, and a faint sound rolled through his throat.

Wei Fuyuan could not hear clearly, and hurriedly lowered his head and leaned his ear towards Bei Quan.

“Wait …… a minute ……”

Bei Quan murmured in a breathless voice.

“Wait …… for …… our …… rescuers ……”

The last two words were as quiet as a mosquito, but Wei Fuyuan still heard them.

“Help is coming?”

He repeated with uncertainty:

“You mean, rescuers? In here?”

Bei Quan nodded gently.

Fortunately, they didn’t have to wait longer.

While Wei Fuyuan was still wondering who the legendary “rescuers” were, he heard the sound of birds flapping their wings.

A big blackbird, flapping its wings, plunged into the room from the door.

Wei Fuyuan subconsciously made a guarded posture.

Instead of approaching them, the blackbird flew around the roof and landed on the closet by the wall.

“Found it!”

The blackbird’s pointed beak opened, and the voice that came out was not a bird’s song, but a clear and distinct one, belonging to a middle-aged man —or a Mandarin-speaking man with a southern coastal dialect accent.

“You don’t move, we’ll come soon!”

Wei Fuyuan: “!?”

He stared at the blackbird in shock and turned to look at Bei Quan.

Bei Quan gave Wei Fuyuan a reassuring smile.

About two minutes later, the sound of footsteps came from the corridor, followed by six people pouring into the room one after another.

There were men and women, the older ones in their early fifties, the younger ones in their twenties, most of them with Asian faces, only one with obvious Aryan features.

The middle-aged man in the lead spoke to Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan in Mandarin.

“From the Zhuling Secret Realm?”

Bei Quan, lying in bed, couldn’t even get up by himself, so Wei Fuyuan answered for him, “Yes, it’s us.”

The man didn’t ask them for keepsakes, but waved to the people behind him and said in dialect, “Do it.”

Then two young men came forward, skillfully and quickly twisted the sheets into a simple stretcher, and were about to move Bei Quan up.

“Wait!”

Wei Fuyuan hurriedly blocked in front of his boss, “Where are you taking him?

“Shelter.”

The middle-aged man replied, “We found several corpses just now, and many of them were injured by magic? You can’t talk to the police, or else you’ll get into trouble! If you don’t get out of here right now, you may not even be able to return to your country.”

The middle-aged man paused and pointed to Bei Quan lying in bed “Besides, he should have been seriously injured. When we get there, there are ‘doctors’ who can take care of him.”

Although Wei Fuyuan did not know the identity of these people, he did as the other party told him. What had happened in the mansion tonight could not be explained to the police of the United States.

If it was really investigated, this case might not be able to get settled in a year and a half, and Bei Quan was still falsely using Dai Bo Qian’s identity to enter the country. If his power wears out, the problem would be serious.

Moreover, although Bei Quan was awake, he suffered multiple injuries. Wei Fuyuan’s heart was in turmoil, but he didn’t dare to bet on whether his injury would get better on its own.

After thinking about it, there seemed to be no better choice except to go with this group of people.

“Don’t worry.”

The middle-aged man added, “We’ll find a way to dispose of those strange dead bodies so that the police won’t find them.”

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The author has something to say: this case is done!

Open a new case next, hey~