Wang felt that the Blade Spirit was no good. Did Tao Fangyi’s personality look like someone who would fall in love?
Tao Fangyi hadn’t even had that awakening yet! He had to take notes just to understand a romance novel, so how could he possibly fall in love?
Wang could accept being confined by Tao Fangyi, but he absolutely wouldn’t accept some random person showing up, and just because they’d started dating Tao Fangyi, they’d start acting superior beside him, putting on elder airs the way Tao Fangyi did with him.
If that person were also an ordinary human…
Wang felt his teeth starting to itch. He wanted to bite that not-yet-existent individual to death.
When the Blade Spirit was wandering around the house, Wang blocked his path.
Tao Fangyi rarely left the toy room, after all, he had a physical body.
Wang wouldn’t do anything to the Blade Spirit in front of Tao Fangyi, lest Tao Fangyi start nagging in his ear again. But once outside the toy room, Tao Fangyi couldn’t control him.
Wang cornered the Blade Spirit at the end of the hallway, arms crossed, looking him up and down. “Did you notice? Your reincarnation this time is really ugly.”
The Blade Spirit nodded. “I’ve noticed. He’s not a conventionally good-looking child.”
“What do you think his future lover will be like?” Wang asked.
“I don’t know.” The Blade Spirit didn’t even know if that child would ever get married.
“You can’t even predict the future of an ordinary child, so what are you calculating for Tao Fangyi?” Wang scoffed. “Tall, plump, big mouth—were you just fooling Tao Fangyi by copying the image of those pin-up girls from the early 1900s?”
Those early-century pin-up girls were all plump with fiery red lips; their heights were debatable, but they certainly weren’t short.
The Blade Spirit observed Wang’s appearance, then corrected his guess: “Not a pin-up girl, it should be a man.”
“Ah, you.” Wang stepped forward, grabbing the Blade Spirit by the collar. “You’ve revealed your true intentions. Are you still thinking about Tao Fangyi?”
The Blade Spirit tilted his head.
“Don’t play innocent. I understand old artifact spirits or demons like you best.” After all, his true form’s job was dealing with those old men and women.
These seemingly simple old folks actually had a lot going on in their minds.
The Blade Spirit reminded Wang, “Tao Fangyi is also an artifact spirit, you know.”
“Don’t drag him into this. He’s different from you.” Wang became even more certain that this Blade Spirit was deeply scheming.
“Do you think just because you’ve lived long, you can fool me?”
“I know your story. You want to escape the pain of reincarnation, don’t you? You want to drag Tao Fangyi down with you, right?” Wang was furious. “If you lay a hand on Tao Fangyi, I’ll kill you.”
The Blade Spirit was a bit confused. “If I really wanted to do that, I am an ancient Blade Spirit; how would you kill me?” The Blade Spirit’s true form was incredibly powerful; he didn’t think Wang could kill him.
“Trust me, I can kill you.” Wang’s true form could kill this Blade Spirit; if not, they could both perish together.
Wenren Fu himself was a huge bomb.
The Blade Spirit didn’t dwell on whether Wang could kill him; he just found Wang a bit strange. “Even if that were true, why couldn’t I use Tao Fangyi to revive, and then drag him down with me?”
Wang was shocked. This Blade Spirit actually asked him why? Was that even a question?
“Do you think that’s moral?” Wang asked.
The Blade Spirit shook his head. “Not moral.”
“You know it’s not moral and you’d still do it?!” Wang was getting agitated. “He finally found this job, do you think it’s easy to get permanent employment at the Special Administration?”
He felt that Tao Fangyi’s vigilance was very low; after all, Tao Fangyi still hadn’t discovered the problems with Wang.
This Blade Spirit had known Tao Fangyi for a long time; he had even sliced off a piece of Tao Fangyi’s true form before.
Tao Fangyi’s reaction to such malicious behavior was very indifferent.
Tao Fangyi was too gullible. Now his future was bright, and he would soon become a permanent employee. What if this Blade Spirit tricked Tao Fangyi, and under the other’s control, he did something out of line and got locked up in the Nineteenth Level?
Tao Fangyi had only just turned over a new leaf with great difficulty.
Damn it, Tao Fangyi was still too good at attracting perverts, after all, he was so good-looking and a bit dim.
Tao Fangyi, who was checking self-criticism essays, sneezed.
“Uncle Commander Teacher, are you okay?” a fantasy creature asked, concerned about Tao Fangyi’s condition.
“I’m fine, probably just someone talking about me behind my back.” Tao Fangyi shook his head and continued reading the essays.
These fantasy creatures copied the model, and although their handwriting wasn’t as good as Wang’s, it was still a big improvement compared to their own previous attempts.
Tao Fangyi praised them, and the fantasy creatures blushed slightly, lowering their heads and shyly rubbing their hands together.
“This is also growth,” Tao Fangyi suddenly said, pointing at the paper.
That fantasy creature looked at him.
“From being unable to control it, to gradually becoming neat, and even handling it with ease.” Tao Fangyi’s voice was very gentle. “Mastering things that once troubled you and doing them beautifully—doesn’t that actually make you happy?”
The fantasy creature clasped its hands together tightly, pressed its lips, and nodded slightly.
On the other side, the conversation between Wang and the Blade Spirit continued.
“I know it’s not moral, I’m just shocked that you also know it’s not moral.” The Blade Spirit said to Wang, “Aren’t you a wild fierce ghost? Why do you have this sense of morality?”
Wang: …
“It’s really strange.” The Blade Spirit had been human for a long time. “You actually care about his job status. Normally, wild fierce ghosts are like uneducated thugs among humans.”
“Thugs would never think about something like job status, right? They look down on that kind of work. If they cared, they wouldn’t have gotten tattoos.” The Blade Spirit felt that Wang didn’t seem like a wild spirit.
“I’ve lived with him for a long time; I know what he wants,” Wang said.
The Blade Spirit suddenly understood.
He had been human for too long; he knew everyone was different, so he didn’t lightly dismiss others’ words: “So that’s how it is.”
“I thought you might have been some colleague of Tao Fangyi’s from the Special Administration, who ended up by his side due to some unknown special circumstances,” the Blade Spirit said.
Wang: …
His desire to get rid of the Blade Spirit grew stronger.
“I’m not a real Blade Spirit; I’m just a strand of obsession.” The Blade Spirit reassured Wang. “I will dissipate after Tao Fangyi’s mission ends. I never really liked him. The previous misunderstanding was only because he was the only one willing to talk to me back then.”
At this point, the Blade Spirit paused, then added: “Although his words were always hurtful, and he’d chase me away with a stick.”
“If he hadn’t chased you away, you’d probably have sliced off even more,” Wang said, arms crossed.
“Then will you slice him?” The Blade Spirit asked Wang.
“Do you think I’m you?” Wang scoffed. “Let me tell you, I don’t need to slice him. Tao Fangyi himself said he wants to put me in his briefcase.”
The Blade Spirit: …
Is that something to brag about?
Doesn’t that sound terrifying?
“Before, when you sat next to him, he wanted to chase you away.” Wang raised his head slightly; he couldn’t help feeling proud. “I’m different. At first, he also found me annoying.”
“But lately, whenever he passes by me, he’ll touch me.” Wang had noticed that the little dinosaur could only reach his pants, but Tao Fangyi would go out of his way to reach up and touch him.
The Blade Spirit played along: “Wow!”
“Don’t be envious. You and I are different. Get that through your head.” Wang warned him. “I refuse to let you become my guardian. If you lay a hand on Tao Fangyi, don’t expect any good days.”
The Blade Spirit nodded and replied, “Alright.”
It’s normal for a kid with no romantic experience to have such irrational possessiveness.
“There’s another thing. If you truly don’t like Tao Fangyi, then how did you calculate that?” Wang couldn’t leave any hidden danger around.
“I don’t know how to explain it, but if before I was only 60% sure, now I’m 90% sure.” After all, he’d just been cornered and threatened by this elementary-school-level fierce ghost.
Wang: “…Are you provoking me?”
“No, he really is about to fall in love.” The Blade Spirit didn’t tell Wang his own speculation, since he’d been threatened.
“Fall in love with a man? Could he be deceived by a bad man?” Wang was very worried.
“Maybe,” the Blade Spirit agreed.
“His future lover won’t be a good person,” Wang said.
The Blade Spirit shrugged. “Maybe not.”
“Definitely not a good person!” Wang could already picture the scene.
A tall, buck-toothed, overweight man coquettishly stretched out his hand toward Tao Fangyi: “I’m going to deceive your feelings. Now give me all your money.”
And the honest, simple Tao Fangyi hurriedly handed over his payroll card and savings passbook.
In the end, Tao Fangyi’s house and clothes were all cheated away; he could only turn into a doll and live in a little cardboard box, warming himself by rubbing his hands together.
That person would surely rack his brains to drive Wang out.
In the end, when Wenren Fu found Tao Fangyi, his little cardboard box was buried under several layers of snow.
“This absolutely can’t happen.” Wang felt like he was about to cry.
The Blade Spirit: “Although I don’t know what you’re imagining, I think you’re underestimating Tao Fangyi.”
Wenren Fu, who was being given a hard time, suddenly shed tears.
The person about to ask Wenren Fu for his employee number suddenly went silent.
How could he be bullied to tears?
“Sorry, I’m fine.” Wenren Fu felt a bit embarrassed. He wiped his tears, wanting to get into work mode.
He was about to be complained about; he should feel angry, not sad.
Otherwise, people around would misunderstand and think he was crying from anger, which would be too humiliating.
Alright, get it together! That person just now was making unreasonable demands.
Just as he thought this, Wenren Fu’s mind conjured up the imagined scene again.
He cleared the snow from the little box and saw the small doll inside, lying there hugging its own arms.
Tao Fangyi turned his head to look at him, cried and said, “I’m so cold,” and then never moved again.
Wenren Fu completely broke down; he choked, and tears could no longer be controlled.
“Hey, hey, hey, it’s not that serious.” The cat demon who had originally planned to make things difficult was a bit embarrassed. “I wasn’t that excessive.”